Genshin Impact: Quietly Investing for Six Thousand Years

"The child from Heguan?"

Chen Mo muttered softly, with a hint of curiosity in his eyes.

He remembered that it happened a thousand years ago, when he had just arrived in Inazuma. After thinking about the time, he went to Tsurugan alone.

It happened that the Heguan civilized tribe was offering sacrifices at that time, and the kind-hearted boy was enduring the most painful thing in the world...

When he arrived, the boy's body was already broken, only his young soul remained tenacious.

"I'm going to wait for Kapachili. We agreed on this."

At that time, Chen Mo still vaguely remembered the boy's immature and stubborn expression, which was very much like the boy who played the song of resistance more than two thousand years ago.

Now that I think about it, maybe it was destined.

He gave the boy's soul to Thunderbird, fulfilling the boy's last promise. As for those residents...

Hehe... He is not Egolia...

"He's still alive?"

Chen Mo was a little confused. He remembered that he had only given the boy's soul to the thunderbird.

Logically speaking, it shouldn't survive that long.

Lei Dianzhen gently held his hand and said with a smile: "Let's go to Qinglai Island."

"I will tell you the story of the past five hundred years."

Chen Mo nodded. He also wanted to see what happened next.

Although you can tell the fortune, isn’t it more interesting to see it with your own eyes?

Chen Mo put his arms around Lei Dianzhen's slender waist, and with a flash of his figure, he flew towards Qinglai Island.

……

Qinglai Island.

Chen Mo was flying in the sky and looking down, the shape of Qinglai Island was a long island on top, with several small islands, one large and four small, connected below. The four small islands were like satellites guarding the large island in the middle.

A smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. This was Qinglai Island where Ying did not shoot the arrow.

Soon, Chen Mo discovered that it seemed to be very lively down there.

There is a small village on the Qinglai Island above, and the villagers gathered and walked towards the several small islands below.

They hummed unknown songs with smiles on their faces, as if they were looking forward to the arrival of good things.

Lei Dianzhen in his arms moved slightly, and blew hot air gently into Chen Mo's ear, saying angrily, "Look at what you have done."

Chen Mo was surprised. Is this my fault?

The two of them found a high slope and fell down, and had a clear view of the situation below.

Chen Mo turned his head and behind him was Tianyun Pass, where the sky was purple.

He could feel the terrifying thunder hidden there. Although he was not as good as the cook in the castle tower who couldn't cook, he was also a leader in this field.

Thinking of this, doubts appeared in Chen Mo's eyes. He remembered that when he entrusted the boy's soul to the thunderbird, it was far less powerful than it is now.

Lei Dianzhen still nestled in Chen Mo's arms, muttering: "After the war broke out, the thunderbird - Kapachiri stood on the side of Inazuma and protected this world..."

"A terrifying thunderstorm is pouring down, this time it is both destructive and protective."

"After the war, people often saw a young man who loved singing sitting on the Thunderbird, singing ancient ballads on Qinglai Island..."

Chen Mo understood it all at once and said, "The demons coexist with humans..."

Then he shook his head and smiled, looking up at the purple sky, and said softly: "He is just an ordinary human child!"

Chen Mo's voice was very soft, but Lei Dian could really hear some emotion in his tone.

This seemingly ordinary child survived in a way beyond imagination.

It seemed as if fate had played a joke on him, or had given him a special gift—the Thunderbird was willing to share its life with him!

Such a thing is unique in the world.

Even the well-informed Raiden Shin couldn't help but marvel: "This is the first time I've seen a demon god willing to live and die with humans."

Chen Mo watched quietly, his eyes filled with anticipation and a hint of uneasiness.

He had never heard the boy's singing, and wondered if he would sing like that boy...

Lei Dianzhen held his hand and said softly, "What I said is a good thing."

Her eyes shone with tenderness, and her gentle voice soothed Chen Mo's heart.

Chen Mo smiled slightly, clenched his hands tightly, and said, "This is too foul."

After saying this, he sighed pretentiously, but the smile between his brows became more intense.

Lei Dianzhen snorted: "How can I take you down if I don't take this opportunity? I'm not that stupid girl..."

The voice has the cuteness of a little girl, which is quite contrasting.

Chen Mo didn't say anything, but just clenched his hands a little tighter.

Feeling the tight grip on his hand, Lei Dianzhen raised the corner of his mouth in a touching arc.

Chen Mo looked down and saw that the villagers below had already reached the edge of Tianyun Pass. They were standing on the blue grass, with purple exotic plants growing around them.

They took out the musical instruments they had prepared in advance and played the songs they had prepared long ago.

Chen Mo's expression changed, and he said, "Here I come."

Boo!

Like a call from the unknown, a clear sound came from the sky.

A blurry figure appeared in Chen Mo's eyes, hidden in the clouds.

The moving singing voice came from afar, and the blurry figure became clearer and clearer.

As the moving song sounded, the purple in the sky seemed to dissipate at this moment, and the golden sunlight shone through the clouds and illuminated the earth.

Finally, Chen Mo saw the thunderbird today. A young man was sitting on it, with his eyes closed, humming softly.

At the same time, countless white spots of light rose from the ground, and wisps of colorful light surged in all directions and converged towards the direction of the thunderbird.

The boy wandered in the light, as if he was surrounded by a glowing ocean.

The melody full of joy and praise flows like a clear spring, making people feel happy.

The clear cry of the ptarmigan is like the sound of nature, so clear and beautiful that it makes people intoxicated.

He was a young man from Heguan. Fortunately, he was saved by a benefactor. After sleeping for a long time, he woke up and learned about the festival founded by his benefactor.

He wanted to add a touch of color to his benefactor's festival, and he wanted to repay the kindness.

Every time at this time, he and Thunderbird would sing the ancient ballad together, and the tacit understanding between them was self-evident.

Their singing is not just a form of expression, but more like weaving a colorful background for the upcoming 'Yongcai Festival'.

In their own unique way, they look forward to the grand opening of the Rongcai Festival, and convey their eager anticipation for a better life in the future through singing.

Chen Mo heard the emotions conveyed in the song and smiled.

In this joyful atmosphere, Lei Dianzhen couldn't help but sigh: "Living long is not the most important thing. What's important is to be able to spend your life with the people you care about."

Chen Mo nodded, held Lei Dianzhen's hand tightly, looked at Lei Dianzhen, and listened to the hymns that resounded through the sky.

The corners of his mouth couldn't help but curl up into a smile.

Yes, no matter whether the time is short or long, as long as there is that precious emotional connection, life can shine with endless brilliance.