Chapter 230: Falling Dream

Wangshu Inn, the night breeze blew gently, bringing a hint of coolness. Lin Huan stood there quietly, with complex and inexplicable emotions flowing in his eyes. Not far away, Xiao's figure was like a cold and lonely mountain, isolated from the world.

"Ah Huan, there is something that I think... maybe I should give it to you at this time. But at this point... forget it, it doesn't matter..." Xiao's cold voice broke the silence of the night, "... Mr. Boyang's intention, he knows, maybe you will need it."

Lin Huan was slightly startled, and her eyes slowly fell on the bow in Xiao's hand. The familiar pattern seemed to carry the vicissitudes of time, evoking her endless memories.

"Oh... this bow..." Lin Huan took the familiar ancient longbow from Xiao's hand and held it steadily. He sighed softly with a complicated expression.

“This bow can be considered as a witness to the past.”

Xiao nodded slightly, "Mr. Boyang is old, and his concern for you is all on this bow. He came to me before and said that he had retired and had nothing left, so he thought of this bow and thought it would be most appropriate to give it to you."

Lin Huan's expression became gentle and calm, with a faint sense of loss about the past...

"My brother has always valued friendship and loyalty. He always remembers what happened back then."

"Indeed, Mr. Boyang, you and Fushe have experienced many hardships together. And Xingzhi also paid a lot for this bow, but now he is gone. It is a testimony to the friendship between you three brothers and sisters..." Xiao looked into the distance, as if immersed in the memories of the past, "This bow can be regarded as his nostalgia for the past."

Lin Huan gently stroked the Dream of the Fallen Dragon, "Xiao, you said that Uncle Boyang's family is a little estranged from me now, why is that?"

Xiao was silent for a moment. "Human emotions are always complicated and unpredictable. Mr. Boyang's family has their own considerations. But you don't need to worry too much, just do your own thing."

Lin Huan nodded, "I understand, but I can't help feeling a little disappointed."

"Ahuan, don't worry too much." Xiao's voice was still clear. "You still have a long way to go. Don't be bound by these trivial matters... I think their alienation from you also has this intention. I know that you can understand their painstaking efforts, so I will give this bow to you at this time."

"...Thank you, I understand. Don't worry...I will face it well."

Lin Huan took a deep breath and tried his best to adjust his emotions. "Oh, right, Xiao, Yu Qing...he has joined the Fatui..."

Xiao frowned slightly. "I don't have too many thoughts about this. He is your friend... but now, he is also an executive officer of the Fatui. You can just interact with him normally, but you must not take him lightly. However, he is still abiding by the rules in Liyue and has not caused any trouble. But you still need to be careful. The Fatui always have their own purposes."

Lin Huan thought for a moment, "I understand."

"Don't be deceived by appearances." Xiao reminded, "The fools are treacherous. Even if he is your friend and has a personal relationship with you... you still need to keep a clear mind at all times."

Lin Huan nodded. "Yes, I will. I will always keep an eye on it. By the way, Xiao... this bow... has been through many ups and downs. I also want to know more about its past."

Xiao's eyes became solemn. "The might of the Dragon King Ruotu in those days is still fresh in people's memory. This Dream of the Falling Dragon was the murder weapon that finally defeated and sealed him, but it was also a witness to his history with the Emperor. During the years of fighting side by side, the Emperor had forged two weapons for him, the Dream of the Falling Dragon and the Unforged Greatsword. He gladly accepted the Unforged Greatsword, but pushed the bow... back into the Emperor's palm..."

Lin Huan took a deep breath, "I understand, Xiao... These weapons are also witnesses of the past... Witnessing those glorious years of history, and deep emotional memories... Now this bow is in my hands again... I will keep it properly..."

"Speaking of which..." Xiao said softly, "There is a story that I think you would like to hear more about... about the battle that sealed the Ruotu Dragon King. I also participated in it... I, the True Lord of Lishui Dieshan, and another Yaksha." Xiao continued, "The True Lord of Lishui Dieshan is wise and calm. He was responsible for building the sealed space of the South Heaven Gate with the Emperor in advance. I was mainly responsible for the combat power, but... needless to say, I could not become his opponent. The final battle situation can only be restrained by the Emperor. As for the other Yaksha, yes... In addition to me and Fushe, there is another Yaksha in this world. A Yaksha. But she was loyal and fearless back then... She commanded the Qianyan Army stationed in Xijing before the war, evacuated all the people in the Layered Rock Abyss and even along the way to the South Heavenly Gate in advance, and ordered the disbanding of the Tianmen Market. Because of this, there were no casualties in that war, and when the Ruotu Dragon King went crazy and made a fuss in the Layered Rock Abyss, there was just an empty place. I know that the people directly under the Ruotu Dragon King are resentful of the current situation where the misunderstanding of the evil dragon has spread among the people. Therefore, she no longer appears in front of people now, and this situation is not incomprehensible. "

After a pause, Xiao continued, "...But during these five hundred years, there is still a legend about 'the Fulong tree always accompanies the phoenix' at the Nantianmen...I guess she was never confined to a corner...but often stood on the top of the Fulong tree to accompany her master...That's good too, don't be too sorry about this ending...Just treat it as a story, Ah Huan, just listen to it, and I hope this story can be helpful to you."

Lin Huan was silent, paused, and said softly, "What happened back then actually had such a past... But that Yaksha... Why didn't you guys do more..."

"She and I... are just from the same clan, and our connection is not close... She might not want me to say too much about her... The contract we signed was not the same. If the Dragon King Ruo Tuo is sealed, the contract she signed will actually end... It is understandable that she does not want to meet others." Xiao said softly, "Gui Li Yuan, Tianmen Ji... She is different from me. She has witnessed the rise and fall of the human world more than once... And the two elders she was closest to ended up like that... It is not completely incomprehensible that she feels such a desolate sadness in her heart..."

Xiao lowered his eyes slightly and said softly, "I have said too much tonight, Ah Huan, just think of it as understanding the story behind the Dream of the Falling Dragon... But this bow should not be easily shown to the Emperor when facing him... Although the Emperor has an open mind, the matter of the Ruotu Dragon King is always a pain in his heart. This bow is related to the Ruotu Dragon King, and it is inevitable that the Emperor will be sad if he takes it out."

Lin Huan nodded, "I understand. Thank you for your advice."

The night wind was still blowing gently, and Wangshu Inn stood there quietly. The figures of Lin Huan and Xiao were particularly clear under the moonlight. The puppet had gone to rest earlier, but in this long night, Lin Huan was no longer alone.

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