It has to be said that there is a huge difference between Shen Qianluo and Zhongli's attitudes towards their people.

When encountering danger or special circumstances, the Lord Emperor will definitely pamper and protect the people of Liyue, and Shen Qianluo will definitely take those who have made him unhappy to the path of resolving the crisis. He will block the danger and will not delay the punishment.

Therefore, no one would have thought that the once wise, brave and upright Emperor was the kind father, and that Shen Qianluo, who always loved to smile and joke with others, was the terrible Yan Xie.

So the four of them stepped into the dark and cold territory of the Salt Demon Heulia, where they had fought their last battle two thousand years ago.

"Some things you don't want to believe are best witnessed with your own eyes. But you have to bear the price of accepting the truth yourself."

Shen Qianluo naturally knew why Zhongli was unwilling to take the two of them deep into the hinterland. Behind the barrier was the battlefield of the gods, where the malice of the soul lurked, while the kindness of the soul brought the God of Rock for the decisive battle, and the status of the abducted Xiao was currently unknown.

Whether it was because they were worried that humans would accidentally step into it and suffer unnecessary damage, or because they were worried that the addition of new variables to this crucial battle would distract Shen Qianluo and affect his performance.

However, some children obviously did not agree with Zhongli's idea. Some were so angry that they did not speak to their teacher for a full 30 seconds because the Emperor refused to defend himself.

As for the end... in the end, Zhongli rubbed his head and coaxed him silently.

He didn't want to reconcile. It was just that he was very righteous and broad-minded, and he reluctantly forgave him when he faced a powerful enemy.

The remains of the former Demon of Salt still remain in the state they were in before being sealed by Shen Qianluo.

The first thing that catches your eye is the gray-white statues standing in prayer, fear, or crawling positions, and the long stone steps leading to the dim candlelight in the distance.

Salt grains are scattered all over the ground, and one can vaguely glimpse the voice, appearance and smile of the former demon girl from the huge amount of salt.

Unfortunately, everything has changed since then. Even the old friends, no matter how vivid they were in my memory, have turned into a speck of dust, lost like mist two thousand years ago.

Shen Qianluo's gaze remained the same as before. He did not even glance at the gray-white statues of various shapes passing by, which were the people of the Salt God who once believed in and then betrayed their faith.

Zhongli, who was visiting this place for the first time, looked at it for a while, but he didn't look at it too much. At this moment, he looked sideways, and his eyes were fixed on a certain direction in the distance, as if he had sensed something: "He must be there."

Shen Qianluo was also looking at the same direction as him, lowering her eyelashes to reveal a thoughtful expression. In the dim light, the emotion in the depths of her eyes could not tell much from the loneliness: "Sure enough... Did he even foresee the current situation back then..."

He sighed and suddenly laughed: "I guess even if another me passed by here, I would feel the same way. Sir, I suddenly understand a little bit..."

What is really worth looking forward to is, after all, the complete me that you miss the most...

"Are you willing to truly accept your malicious self?"

Zhongli's gentle voice came from above his head. Shen Qianluo was stunned for a moment, raised his eyes to look at him, stared into those golden eyes, and spoke hesitantly.

"...Of course I have the idea of ​​subduing and devouring him, but I still don't know him well enough. In other words, I don't understand what kind of individual and concept is enough to recognize both my ideas and his. I... can't find my previous beliefs for the time being."

"Based on my understanding of him..." After a sigh, Zhongli's voice was steady, and the ripples in the boy's eyes as he stared deeply into his eyes were more real than ever before, "Since he could foresee the current situation, he must have hidden the final answer at the place of the decisive battle."

Blinking his eyes and soaking in such a sight, Shen Qianluo chuckled: "...Since Sir said so, I must not lose to him."

The two people who were curiously and fearfully studying the statues and ruins in the back finally noticed the whispers of the two people in front, and moved a heavy object over with their hands: "What are you talking about?"

Zhongli and Shen Qianluo's eyes also fell on a certain rare item at the same time. After just one glance, they fell into a brief silence.

That's a...

A lump? A strange shape with something carved into it?

At least it was so strange that Zhongli froze in place at first glance, while Shen Qianluo's eyes lit up and he spoke in unison with Clement.

"We just found this horrible monster statue..."

"What a handsome statue of the Rock King. Where did you find it from?"

Clement:?

Shen Qianluo:?

Zhongli realized something and sighed.

Wan Yan suddenly realized: "Xiao Shen, you must have been deeply bewitched and restrained by Morax's divine power. This is the most powerful evidence!"

"evidence?"

"The God of Xiao, who cares about the people of the world, was oppressed by the Rock King. He could only come to the territory of his good friend, the God of Salt Heulia, to complain. In order to vent his anger, he even carved this statue! Look at these lines that have been through so much suffering. Every stroke of the carving knife is the pain you once endured!"

"Xiao Shen, wake up and expose Morax's atrocities with me! I understand! This must be the truth. Yan Shen was killed by Morax because he unfortunately learned the truth!"

Wan Yan spoke excitedly, while the three people beside her fell silent.

In the end, Shen Qianluo hesitated and asked in a less realistic way: "First of all...isn't this statue tall and handsome?"

Wanyan:?

Unfortunately, before Wan Yan could continue with her conspiracy theory, 'Under Morax's oppression, poor Lord Xiao God even has a distorted aesthetic sense, and my innocent Lord Salt God who suffered at his hands is so pitiful, oo ...

"Look! Is it because you pissed off the Rock God that he's come back to life?"

“Finally…” A flash of brilliant golden light flashed across the slightly half-closed eyes. Shen Qianluo stood calmly in the invisible whistling wind in the space tunnel, with the corners of his mouth raised in a vague arc, as if he was looking at the young man who was sneering calmly at the end of the space.

"Then, please allow me to..."

"Kill you."

[Volume 4: Dream] End

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