Original God, looking for the heart

Zhongli took Kong and "Kunjun" away from the bottom of the tree.

The air above ground is far fresher than underground. The green grass crushes the dewdrops, picks up the breath of life, and travels around the world on the flowing wind.

Zhongli communicated with Ruo Tuo's rational side for the last time.

Whether they are gods or elemental creations that guard the territory with the gods, they all have a lifespan that exceeds that of ordinary people. The flow of human life is like a slowly flowing stream, polishing the rocks that sink into the stream.

As Ruda said, "Only the strongest can be recorded." But as Ruo Tuo showed, the wear and tear imposed by heaven will erase the traces left behind.

It was a joy to meet up with old friends. Today's dialogue has a sadness that cannot be blown away by the warmest spring breeze.

"Is Liyue feasible without Emperor Yanwang?" The rational question was a concern for Liyue Port and a question about Zhongli's choice.

Zhongli's answer was calm and unhurried: "If there were no gods in the world, this would be the kingdom of humans. But I am the god of humans. No matter how my identity changes, I will witness the history of humans with my eyes."

Ruo Tuo lamented the wear and tear Zhongli had experienced, but he also understood the meaning of the changing times: "But it doesn't matter, cause and effect are determined by heaven. If our mission has come to an end, we should bravely embark on the road to leave."

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In this conversation between close friends, the two let go of each other. With the exhaustion of the last trace of Ruoduo's rational strength, everything ended.

Kong couldn't bear to interrupt Zhongli and Ruo Tuo's reminiscing. It wasn't until it was confirmed that the real Kunjun had returned that Kong asked about Mo Bei's situation.

"Don't worry. Zhu Yue was once my best friend, and little friend Mo is very safe there."

——Liyue, Wangshu Inn——

Zhu Yue carried Mo Bei back here.

Mo Bei woke up quickly.

Special healing power, coupled with the doctor's many days of training on him. The body has become accustomed to this situation. Of course, he himself didn't know.

"Zhu Yue?" His vision was still a little blurry, Mo Bei shook his head, "Have you become a human?"

"Boy, how do you feel?"

"nice."

"...I am asking about your situation."

"Don't worry, I'm fine." The smile was almost forced, stiff and insincere.

Seeing that Mo Bei rejected his kindness, Zhu Yue turned around and complained about Morax.

"Zhu Yue, do you know Zhongli?"

"We have had friendship with him. From what I can see, he set up this situation to force me to show up." Zhu Yue asked in return, "Do you know about the sword "Chi Gu"? "

Mo Bei shook his head.

"According to legend, there was a Chi who fought with his friend, who was defeated and killed. Then, Morax beheaded the Chi with his own hands, extracted its marrow, refined it into a sword, and named it "Chi Bone." "

"Hey!" This was the first time that Mo Bei had heard of such a... cruel (?) emperor. The people of Liyue Port's evaluation of the emperor had always made Mo Bei think that Morax was an amiable god.

"Wait, according to what you said," Mo Bei summoned "Zhu Yue" in the form of a magic weapon and stared at the rotating crystal in the center, "Did Zhongli mistakenly think that I killed you with some means and then made you into a weapon? "

The look in Zhu Yue's eyes could be regarded as an answer to Mo Bei, that's probably what happened.

It turned out that I was almost going to have cramps and my bones pulled out!

Terrible old man!

Mo Bei asked while packing his things: "Was it also Zhongli who stared at me with a hairy look before?"

"Exactly."

Mo Bei packed his things faster, but no matter how busy he was, he did not forget to leave a thoughtful note to Kong, saying that he would be back in a while.

After packing up the items, Zhu Yue returned to the space and Mo Bei left the inn.

——Liyue, Liyue Port——

Mo Bei admired Zhongli. Although he didn't take Mo La with him when he went out, Mo Bei was impressed by Mr. Zhongli's views on all things and his royal temperament that tolerated the world.

So, he came to the teahouse unknowingly.

Sip a cup of good tea and your worries will begin to fade away.

Fortunately, the storyteller was not absent today.

The "iron mouth" opens the folding fan and pronounces words, which creates a new artistic conception;

"The last chapter mentioned that in Liyue at that time, there were great demons invading the sea and evil monsters entrenched in the mountains. Emperor Yanwang summoned all the immortals to restore a bright and prosperous world to the world."

"Legend has it that the emperor once said when he went to war..."

"In this world, demons and gods are rising together. Although I have no intention of competing, I know the suffering of the people."

"I just want to clean up the four directions and protect a corner of the floating world."

Sure enough, teahouses need storytellers. As you listen, the tea in your hands will add flavor. But more often than not, I was so immersed in it that I forgot to drink the tea.

But it's a pity that Mo Bei only heard the ending.

Even more fortunately, today's storytellers are on the rise and plan to tell another paragraph.

"The Emperor Rock King was walking in the mountains and heard an unheard distant sound in a crack in the ground."

"Most of the ancient rock elemental creatures living under Liyue are blind and have not seen the light of day for thousands of years."

"The sound is sometimes as sad as a song, sometimes as terrifying as thunder."

"The Rock King went around and around, and finally found a strange stone in the rock formation. This is the case for the Dragon King Ruotuo. The emperor fulfilled his wish and brought him back to the surface."

"Prince Yan took pity on the spirituality of this stone, so he personally carved it into a wonderfully lifelike dragon."

From Mo Bei's imagination, the emperor was holding a carving chisel and hammer in his hands, carefully carving the patterns on the Dragon King's body. Just like the carving masters I saw in the park when I was a child, they are meticulous and calm.

"The emperor gave it the eyes to see things clearly and made a three-part agreement with him. Then he used his finger as a pen to mark the dragon's eyes."

"Sooner than later, there was lightning and thunder in the sky, and a real dragon appeared in the sky."

"The emperor promised him to coexist with the people on earth, but if one day he destroys the order, he will be sealed into darkness again."

"After that, the dragon always accompanied Prince Yan on his expeditions to the north and south."

"If there is a word for praising this matter, it is true."

"The gold and stones burst into pieces and stirred up dust, and the mountains and rivers were opened."

"Creating the dragon's eye is helped by the help, and the wandering brings the rain and dew."

As far as Mo Bei knows, there is indeed a "finishing point" in painting dragons. In this way, it is not difficult to understand the "grace" Ruo Tuo once said.

Mo Bei always has some strange questions: "Zhu Yue, could it be that someone lit your eyes to make you a dragon?"

"I was born as a true dragon. Boy, do you dare to question me?"

"Hahaha, don't dare, don't dare..."

Just Mo Bei's question made Zhu Yue's memory loose.

If it were to be said that he was the "eye-catcher", there was really one other person. It's just that Zhu Yue doesn't intend to reveal this.

When Mo Bei was about to get up, he saw an acquaintance.

"What a coincidence, companion."

"Sir? Are you here to drink tea too?"

"I'm here to help Mr. Zhongli get tea leaves." The young master shook the tea leaves in his hand, "I have to give the tea leaves to Mr. Zhongli first. Companion, can we talk later?"

"Sir, do you know where else I can stay nearby?"

"Comrade, you can stay with me." After saying that, the young master waved his hand, and someone suddenly appeared, trying to lead the way for Mo Bei.

The young master quickened his pace and ran out of the teahouse, and only one sentence lightly reached Mo Bei's ears: "Comrade, let him take you there first, I will come later."

Mo Bei couldn't help but ask: "Does Master value Mr. Zhongli so much?"

The subordinate just laughed awkwardly and explained that this was what the young master called "diplomacy." "Sir, please come with me first."

After drinking the tea in one gulp, Mo Bei followed the young master's subordinates to the bank.

It just so happened that the young master still owed him a story, and it would be much more convenient if he lived nearby.

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