Genshin Impact: Liyue's Strongest Thousand Rock Army

On the blue sea, someone is causing trouble.

It's not that these people want to be at the center of the storm, but the orders given by their superiors force them to work so hard, all for the double salary.

Besides, what's wrong with a sailor being braver?

Rope throwing, tower ship sailing and naval cannon firing were all carried out in an orderly manner on the same ship, and there were no less than a thousand ships carrying out these trainings at the same time.

The huge and majestic ships stacked up layer upon layer were spread out on the sea, like an iron line of defense that could not be penetrated.

On the deck of the Death Star, which is the largest and most conspicuous among them, there is a young man with fluttering sleeves and waist-length hair. He doesn't look like a martial artist at all. While others are training, he looks like he is here for sightseeing.

This is also true. After all, he really doesn't have the talent to practice martial arts and cultivate himself.

Beidou, the big sister with black hair, black eyes and red clothes, turned around but didn't turn around to look at the young man, and asked with a smile: "Little medicine pot, is our Southern Cross fleet's hand tough?"

The little medicine jar in the eyes and mouth of this majestic big sister is Nan Zhangsheng, who has long since recovered his health. The latter has a smiling face like a jade crown, a slender figure, and is very handsome.

Nan Zhangsheng clapped his hands and shouted, "Great! With Sister Beidou here, Southern Cross is the best navy in Liyue, and will be the best in Teyvat in the future. When people talk about naval battles, they will definitely think of Sister Beidou first. Liyue's navy is the best in the world!"

Beidou laughed, not thinking that the flattery was excessive at all.

Nan Zhangsheng's skin was as thick as a city wall, so of course it was impossible for him to blush at what he said.

However, the Qianyan Army soldiers who had just returned from their training and the sailors who had just taken a break after training could not help laughing and talking about the guy's shamelessness.

Nan Zhangsheng was not angry. He waved his hand and asked everyone to leave as if he was the commander-in-chief. Then he slowly walked towards the figure in red standing at the bow of the ship.

The Qianyan soldiers shook their heads indifferently and retreated without bothering with this guy who had no skills but was a close friend of their commander-in-chief and an important scientific researcher.

As for the sailors, they were very familiar with Nan Zhangsheng and had never said anything to each other in private. Now that the big sister was around, they didn't dare to act recklessly. But before leaving, they still joked, "Let's accompany the big sister to relieve her boredom!"

Nan Zhangsheng burst out laughing and held his head with one hand.

Beidou grinned, "These guys are getting bolder and bolder. They even make fun of me. We need to practice more tomorrow!"

"Practice more, until your muscles and bones are numb, and your three legs are weak, then see if they dare to do it again!" Nan Zhangsheng felt a little gloating. Anyway, he was not the one who was tired, so he felt relieved.

Beidou said to the huge navy, "Take a closer look when you have a chance. Once the war starts, you won't be able to come and see it."

Nan Zhangsheng nodded.

He is a non-combatant, and when the war really breaks out, he absolutely cannot come. Not only will he cause trouble to others, but he will also disregard his own safety and be irresponsible.

Beidou suddenly smiled, "Originally, I thought that the brothers had gone through so many life-and-death experiences at sea, and their swimming skills and agility had already been well developed. They could have resisted the Qianyan Army Navy for a while even if they were a pile of mud. Who knew that they were so useless? Such a large fleet was captured in just half a day, and that was a situation where the number of people and weapons were equal."

Nan Zhangsheng chuckled and said, "If the brothers are compared to the high-spirited gangsters, then the Qianyan Army is the gods of war sitting firmly on the battlefield. The latter are far superior to the former in terms of discipline and attack. Maybe they are a little worse at swimming and identifying fish species."

Beidou glanced at him, "Another truth from your book?"

Nan Zhangsheng shook his head. "It's in the book, but I also heard it from others."

Beidou said, "Before this, Ningguang's husband, the commander-in-chief, asked Ningguang to send me a few boxes of books on naval management and deployment. At that time, I was wondering why his woman was against me, but she couldn't control her man's hands either?

Later I realized that the commander-in-chief had good intentions, and he was not like Ningguang, who would make a big deal out of even the smallest things just to piss me off. "

Nan Zhangsheng avoided the main point and said, "Brother Su is indeed considerate in his work."

Beidou's face, which was definitely not considered to be a beautiful woman, showed a trace of admiration for the first time. "I think he is a good commander. After all, he has taken a blow from the Thunder God. He is very strong."

Nan Zhangsheng teased, "Isn't our little brother Wanye from the Southern Cross also okay?"

"Manye is good, but he's still young."

"That's right."

Beidou suddenly asked, "How's things going at home lately?"

Because of the naval training, she hasn't been home for a while, and she doesn't know how the dragon and phoenix at home are doing, whether they have grown taller or gained a few pounds?

Nan Zhangsheng smiled bitterly and said, "These two kids are so troublesome. I can't bear to hit them, but they won't listen when I talk to them. I still need Sister Beidou to calm them down."

Beidou smiled faintly and said, "Thank you for your hard work."

Nan Zhangsheng waved his hand and said, "Mom is really busy. I really can't handle taking care of two children. But Mom does it so well that I even wonder where she got the experience from."

Beidou smiled but said nothing.

Nan Zhangsheng had no choice but to explain: "When I was a kid, I was much more obedient than those two naughty kids!"

……

As winter approaches, another year is about to pass.

In the winter of that year, there was no white snow, but there was a family with a white silk hanging in front of their door, and half of the people who came to visit were half-grown children.

Aunt Zhang died and didn't survive the winter.

The decoration in the mourning hall was not luxurious, but simple and clear, and one could tell the whole thing at a glance. It was not that they could not afford such a long queue, but before the old man died, he told them not to be extravagant.

Xiao Cui was supported by her husband Shounuo and she was able to stand with difficulty. Her face, which could only be described as delicate with wrinkles at the corners of her eyes, was as pale as paper, her eye sockets were red, and her eyes were bloodshot.

When faced with people coming to pay their respects, she would usually respond calmly without any emotion. After all, since her village was destroyed, she was the only one left of her parents, her mother.

Her child, this boy who is less than fifteen years old, seems to know the feeling of sorrow. His eyes are empty and dull, and he cannot respond immediately when others call him.

Soon, Su Ping finally arrived, Ningguang pushed him from behind, the two children followed closely, and Shen He also arrived after thinking for a while.

Xiao Cui looked at him sitting in the wheelchair and said nothing.

Su Ping was also silent, and everything was implied.

Of the people who left Nancun and still have close contact with them, only the two of them are left.

After seven days of vigil, the deceased was buried, and the head of the Wangsheng Hall was invited to be present. In the eyes of people who once lived in the same village, this was undoubtedly the best way to die.

After death, one could be put into a coffin and buried in the ground, and then invite people from the Hall of the Dead to perform a ritual. For the villagers of Nancun at that time, that was enough for their life.

After returning to Liyue Harbor, Su Ping did not ask to go back to the Jade Pavilion. Instead, he let the two children go back by themselves and asked Shen He to accompany the children. He called Ningguang, and the couple went to the grocery store together.

The grocery store, which had been closed for ten years and had not been reopened for a long time, was still spotless. This was not due to any magical mechanism, but to the efforts of Mora.

Ningguang stared down at the young man, her eyes unquestionable.

Su Ping raised his head and looked directly at her, unyielding.

Ningguang's eyelids twitched, and she turned and went out. When she came back, she brought a pot of wine and a small cup, which she had specifically asked the store owner for.

Su Ping listened to the approaching footsteps and said, "Don't drink too much. Three cups will be enough."

Ningguang silently warmed the wine, poured a cup, handed it to him, and said, "Even if you don't say it, don't even think about drinking more."

Su Ping drank a glass of wine silently. It was not because he had nothing to say, but because he did not want to confront her. He knew that he could not afford to drink much more.

Ningguang poured another cup, deliberately shortchanging him.

Su Ping opened his mouth slightly, but was forced to hold it back by the invisible gaze. There was no other way. The alcohol was strictly controlled. If he didn't do this, he would never be able to drink again.

Although he was not a heavy drinker, he was always willing to drink when things got tough. However, since the beginning of the ten-year period, he had drunk only a few times.

After the second glass of wine, my body felt slightly warmer.

Su Ping put the cup back on the table, smoothed his thick fur coat, and asked tentatively, "There's one cup left. Can you keep it first?"

Ningguang sighed softly and said unhappily, "Are you complaining about the lack of weight?"

Su Ping quickly explained, "Of course not. Sister Ningguang is trustworthy and trustworthy. Everyone in Liyue knows that."

Ningguang said firmly: "Don't think that the alcohol ban can be lifted just like this. Not letting you drink is for your own good. If you want to complain... just complain, but don't even think about drinking again!"

Su Ping quickly stretched out his hand, not caring that the room was still a little cold for him even though the door was closed, and gently held her wrist according to his memory.

Ningguang put down the wine jug and grabbed him with her other hand, her eyes showing heartache. Has her little brother now reached the point where he would fall to this point because of her angry words?

Aging not only changes the appearance, but also the mood and thinking. As time goes by, things and people will no longer be the same.

There are old naughty boys who stare at their white hair, but they are rare. Su Ping is not one of them. Moreover, he has experienced two lifetimes, so his spirit dissipates faster and his mental state of aging is more intense.

"No more drinking, no more drinking." Su Ping repeated.

"I know. You'll be good if you listen to me." Ningguang quickly helped him put on his fur coat, then went upstairs to get the charcoal and stove.

The room is therefore brighter and warmer.

Once upon a time, the person burning charcoal was Su Ping, and the person shivering with cold and her hands and feet hidden in her clothes was Ningguang.

The saying that time is merciless really has the opposite meaning when applied to the couple, even though she is three years older than him.

Ningguang fiddled with the charcoal stove, and faint fine lines appeared at the corners of her eyes. This was the most obvious sign of aging in a woman. No matter how carefully she took care of herself, she could not maintain eternal youth, and it would be difficult to slow down the process.

With a head full of white hair, she has taken the step towards becoming old and ugly.

He has a head of white hair and has already aged like a grandfather, with a hoarse voice.

There was a joke that other couples are like gods and goddesses, and they live together for life and grow old together. But for this couple, it should be "living together for life and growing old together".