Chapter 741: This Memory Is So Fierce

"???"

If question marks could be given form, then right now, the sky above Shanhai Pass should be full of nothing but question marks.

Inside the question marks, there was also a human-shaped void.

Tang Luo's foot slipped, and he nearly fell from the sky.

The address "Imperial Younger Brother" was rarely used by anyone; even when it was, the prefix "Great Tang" would be added before it.

In the Mountains and Seas Realm, Tang Luo likewise held the status of Imperial Younger Brother.

There was also a Tang Dynasty there, named the Great Tang. If one had to force a connection between this Tang Dynasty and the Tang Dynasty of Earth's history, it would only be that both used "Tang" as their dynastic title, and simultaneously, the Son of Heaven also bore the surname Li.

Tang Luo's nominal imperial elder brother was not named Li Shimin.

But the Great Tang was indeed an extremely powerful nation.

During the journey west, for no small number of mortal kingdoms, the status of the Great Tang's Imperial Younger Brother was instead valued even more.

The Western Liang Women's Kingdom counted as one of them.

And "Imperial Younger Brother Older Brother" was a form of address belonging exclusively to the Women's Kingdom's Queen, absolutely unique.

As for "Imperial Younger Brother Father"...

Tang Luo descended from the heavens, landing on the ground.

He was surrounded on all sides by a group of soldiers; at the very front was a ring of shield bearers, sharp long spears protruding from the gaps between the shields; behind them were crossbowmen, and on various high points were archers.

The soldiers surrounding Tang Luo had auras that completely formed a single whole.

An attack directed at a single person would disperse across all the soldiers in the formation.

Using the surface to represent the point, maximizing the exertion of all the soldiers' power.

The soldiers stared at Tang Luo; puzzled as they were, there was not the slightest relaxation of vigilance.

Even though the other party seemed to have an unspeakable relationship with the Queen, even though this was a half-grown youth whose height only reached the chests of this group of long-legged mature women.

But the other party wore a full set of gold-patterned blood robes, had a head of white hair, and the faintly revealed aura was vast and steady — absolutely no ordinary person.

A cultivator!

The dangerous invader recorded in the Women's Kingdom's history books!

And that "Amitabha," that "Dharma is boundless," revealed his power.

Toward this kind of dangerous element, one absolutely could not be careless.

"Stand down, no need for vigilance. This is a 'harmless' monk."

The Women's Kingdom Queen's voice came from outside; no matter how one listened, there was a feeling of gritted teeth.

Orders were obeyed without delay; the soldiers sheathed their weapons and cleared a path.

The Queen walked over, saw Tang Luo, and suddenly smiled.

The change is quite big.

On that originally bald head, there was now an additional head of dashing white hair.

An age between youth and child, a face already possessing several parts of handsome elegance, very easily inspiring favorable feelings.

She smiled for less than half a second before the Queen's expression sank again.

This damn flower monk!

Tang Luo raised his hand, using Opening Light to treat the wound on her right arm.

After lingering on Tang Luo's white hair for a while, the Women's Kingdom Queen suddenly turned: "Return to defense, guard against petty thieves launching sneak attacks."

"Yes!"

A group of soldiers dispersed, each attending to their duties.

As for the Queen, under the protection of her guards, she walked toward a fortress-like room.

There were quite a few rooms like this at Shanhai Pass, and there were also underground secret passages connecting to the capital.

Tang Luo strolled slowly, brows furrowed, as if pondering something.

Those guards' incomparably burning gossipy gazes were naturally ignored by him.

The dignified Victorious Fighting Buddha — naturally, Mount Tai could collapse before him without alarm; mere gossipy gazes were nothing.

Would I, Tang Xuanzang, be afraid?

"Your Majesty is waiting for you inside."

The guard opened the room's door, cast from refined steel, reminded him once, then closed it behind him.

After closing the door, she used her gaze to ask her surrounding colleagues: "Did you guys notice? Her Majesty's royal robe, compared to this little monk's clothes, looks like... a wedding dress..."

"Yeah, yeah, we noticed!"

Phoenix coronet and rosy robes?

Only, the royal robe, through generations, has always been like this...

What situation is this again?

A group of guards exchanged glances; their gossipy hearts gained immense satisfaction.

Tang Luo walked in, surveying the room.

The room was not particularly magnificent, but the various furnishings and decorations were exquisite and appropriate, just right, looking incomparably comfortable.

It gave people the feeling of a warm safe haven, provided one ignored the various weapons of all lengths, the eighteen types of arms, that could be grabbed at random everywhere.

The outer room was a study; a large sand table was placed in the center, behind it a writing desk.

Passing through the hanging curtain, entering the inner room, this was the true resting place.

A carved dragon wood bed, green gauze curtains hanging down; inside, a graceful figure was faintly visible.

"Imperial Younger Brother Older Brother..."

The Women's Kingdom Queen's voice drifted over, like a soft little hand plucking at heartstrings.

"Cough, cough." Tang Luo coughed once, walked to a chair to the side, and sat down. "Stop fooling around."

"How..."

The green gauze curtain was lifted; the Queen of the Kingdom of Daughters removed her armor, and a head of green-black hair fell loose.

The inner garment torn by fresh blood had not been changed out of; the tattered right sleeve fluttered with the movement.

"My mother can call you that, but if I call you it I'm fooling around? Or... do you like it when I call you 'Imperial Younger Brother Father'?"

The first half of the sentence was still full of resentment; the second half turned seductive again.

"..."

Tang Luo picked up the tea beside him and took a sip.

"I've drunk from that." The Queen of the Kingdom of Daughters reminded him.

"Tch, little girl." Tang Luo hmphed.

"Where am I little now!"

The Queen of the Kingdom of Daughters leaned close to Tang Luo's face, thrust out her chest, and said angrily.

"Fine, fine." Tang Luo rubbed his brow somewhat helplessly. Women... so troublesome!

"Like this again!"

The Queen of the Kingdom of Daughters bent down, forcefully lifted Tang Luo's chin, and looked into his eyes. "You've always treated me like a child, deceiving me."

"Now, you're the child!"

"Cough."

Tang Luo coughed lightly, pressed his palms together, closed his eyes, and said, "How can one find a way to satisfy both in this world? Not betraying the Tathagata, not betraying the beloved."

"Good! Why didn't you say that to my mother!" The Queen of the Kingdom of Daughters raged.

How did I not see through this scumbag monk's true face back then.

By the time I "woke up," I had already fallen in; it was too late.

"..."

So hard. Being a Holy Monk is truly a very difficult thing.

All the way west, all kinds of monsters coveting his body, and female monsters and female Bodhisattvas coveting his body.

Female monsters as pure and unpretentious as the White Bone Spirit are few.

"Not the same." Tang Luo said, "Back then..."

He opened his mouth, then closed it again.

The Queen of the Kingdom of Daughters looked at Tang Luo, staring into his pupils.

After a while, she sighed, turned, draped her outer robe on, and sat at the bedside. "I look a lot like my mother now, don't I."

"You are mother and daughter; looking alike is normal."

Eight parts similar, a world apart.

"Heh, before you said 'How would I know you're the Princess of the Kingdom of Daughters, no one said the Kingdom of Daughters still has a princess.' At that time, why didn't you think we looked alike?" The Queen of the Kingdom of Daughters' tone was aggrieved.

"... Before, we indeed didn't look too alike." Tang Luo said.

A flat-chested little girl of fifteen or sixteen and a thirty-something Queen of the Kingdom of Daughters with a broad bosom — they really didn't look too alike.

And who could have predicted that the Queen of the Kingdom of Daughters would drink the Child-Mother River water at fifteen or sixteen.

Regarding the entanglements between Tang Luo and the Kingdom of Daughters...

Before entering the Kingdom of Daughters' borders, they, master and disciples, saved some people from the hands of a stupid, death-seeking monster.

Among them was this little girl — the little girl from back then.

She said she was a citizen of the Kingdom of Daughters, so Tang Luo and the others brought her along on the road; after all, they were heading to the Kingdom of Daughters anyway.

Travel permits and such all needed stamping; a basic requirement for the scripture retrieval.

Along the way everyone got along happily; the little girl quickly became Tang Luo's little fangirl.

At that time, Master Xuanzang was handsome and dashing, his moves extraordinary, and there was a group of ugly freaks (the only one who could match Tang Luo in looks, Ao Yulie, was a horse; the other three, calling them ugly would be flattery) setting him off by contrast.

It would be hard not to capture the heart of a young girl who hadn't seen the world.

As a Holy Monk, Tang Luo naturally refused righteously; his goal was to go west to retrieve scriptures.

How could he indulge in romantic love?

Even if he did, there's a Queen of the Kingdom of Daughters!

But to take care of the young girl's fragile heart, he still made a vague, comforting promise like "when you grow up, if fate allows we'll meet again (marry you)."

The love-sage Piggy and Love-Emperor Ao Yulie who offered the scheme said this was the best way!

Master trusts us, no mistake!

Chasing stars...

Admiration is the farthest distance from understanding.

After a few years, naturally it would be forgotten; those guys shouting "my wife, my wife" change wives several times a year.

After entering the Kingdom of Daughters, everyone split up.

Tang Luo and company entered the palace, exchanged travel permits, and stayed for a period.

At that time the real Queen of the Kingdom of Daughters coveted Tang Luo's status and body; Tang Luo also — female monsters no, but this is a proper, legitimate Queen of the Kingdom of Daughters, so it's permissible.

The two, under flowers and moon...

Because she sneaked out to play and went missing, nearly causing a nationwide search, the princess who had just barely gotten out of confinement punishment after returning.

Hearing the Holy Monk was in the palace having cordial, friendly exchanges with her mother, she rushed over excitedly.

Then, the carriage exploded.

And then, there was no after.

Tang Luo and the others hurriedly left the Daughter's Country, hacking and slashing all the way, cutting through to the Great Thunderclap Temple, preparing to fight to the death with the imagined enemy, the Tathagata.

What moves do you have, Tathagata? Bring them out, we'll take them!

The Tathagata smiled faintly, you are my disciple reincarnated, our past affinity is not exhausted, I am your master, that is, your father, be a second-generation Buddha.

All of Ling Mountain, you can do as you please.

"???"

That is something nobody would believe, there must be a conspiracy.

Tang Luo continued his arduous cultivation, but he had also not never been to the Daughter's Country.

Compared to the agreement of letting time smooth over everything, it is somewhat different.

The mother and daughter, on the other hand, are harmonious, their daily routine being governing the state, eating, sleeping, and cursing Tang Luo.

In the Daughter's Country, the status of occasional foreign males plummets rapidly, and monks are even more reduced to the bottom of the food chain.

Fortunately, the Daughter's Country has no monks, only nuns.

Now, even the nuns are gone.

Inside the room, utterly silent, the two seemed to have fallen into recollection.

"The Shanhai Realm shattered, what happened to your Daughter's Country? Why are you still…… and what about the cultivators outside?" Tang Luo spoke, breaking the silence.

The Daughter's Country underwent vast changes, the ages shifted.

Yet the princess maintained her "youth," certainly hiding many secrets within.

The current king of the Daughter's Country, awakened as from a dream, looked toward Tang Luo.

Her eyes held love, resentment, hatred, various emotions intertwined, infinitely complex.

But soon, this emotion was entirely gathered in by her, now she is the king of the state, not that little maiden entangled in love.

"Holy Monk, do you know why the Mother-Child River can let our Daughter's Country's people conceive and bear children?"

Tang Luo slightly shook his head: "Later I also looked into it, the Mother-Child River seems effective only for you. There seem to be some secrets within, known to few."

"Yes, there truly are secrets, even I and my mother only learned of them after the great change of heaven and earth."

"The people of our Daughter's Country are not human. We, are descendants of Nüwa!"