Original God Zhongli BG Xiao Qinglong traveled through time

(Five hundred years later)

Liyue Harbor, Chihuyan, next to the old bridge. In recent years, after moving out of the Hall of Rebirth, in addition to returning to Wangshu Inn from time to time to meet with Xiao, Lin Huan usually lives nearby in Liyue Harbor.

In the morning, Lin Huan washed up and walked out of the door. She stood by the bridge, letting the sun shine on her body. Suddenly, she felt something rubbing against her feet. Lin Huan looked down and saw a small, brown, cat-like dragon lying at her feet, raising its head and looking at her innocently.

Lin Huan never thought that such a situation would happen to her, but at this moment, she was really touched by the cuteness.

She squatted down and stretched out her hand, wanting to gently touch the gentleman who had rarely become like this... As a result, as soon as she stretched out her hand, the little cute cat dragon stretched out its little claws, grasped her palm, climbed up along her shoulders, and lay steadily in her arms, resting its head on her shoulder, closing its eyes in satisfaction, and the soft auspicious cloud dragon tail swayed beside her hand, which was so cute.

I heard the gentleman's gentle and soft voice.

"Don't worry about me, just do your own thing, just think of it as having a little cat around you..."

So Lin Huan smiled and hugged the warm body tightly in his arms.

Today, there seemed to be nothing important to do. The responsibility of the Wangsheng Hall had been relieved many years ago. Now, it was the master who was worried about Xiaotao. After all, he was the guest official of the Wangsheng Hall.

So, Lin Huan decided to take Mr. Long, the little cat, to travel around the world. After thinking about it, in order to prevent Mr. Long from being exposed as soon as he went out, she stretched out a hand and brushed the dragon horns of the little dragon in her arms. The cold and white dragon horns that felt like jade in her palm instantly became soft, and the color slowly turned into the same brown color as the mane. It turned into a pair of fluffy and comfortable drooping ears. Mr. Long was really a brown cat with silky fur.

Today is the end of the year. As everyone knows, this day is also the Emperor's birthday. But when the Emperor was still alive, he did not like lavish spending, believing that it would be a waste of money and time. Therefore, over the years, there have been very few official birthday ceremonies. Basically, they are birthday fairs organized freely by the people. This is the love from the people of Liyue, and it is held in a lively and grand manner.

Moreover… although the Emperor “passed away” two years ago, this day has not changed because of his absence. It is even more relaxed and casual than before. The streets are bustling with people and voices. There are all kinds of small toys and snacks stalls. The celebration has become a temple fair. People wear clothes that they are reluctant to buy on weekdays. With happy and satisfied smiles on their faces, they walk on the street and discuss with each other which shop has the most useful things and which street has the most abundant food. On the street, vendors selling lanterns, small items, and small accessories are constantly shouting… It is an extremely lively scene.

In this way, the sadness brought to the people by the emperor's passing was actually alleviated a lot in such a lively celebration.

She knew that in the past, at this time of year, the Emperor would always put down his burdens, walk out of the Yiyan Palace, and shuttle among the bustling crowd as an ordinary Liyue person, silently accompanying everyone and enjoying the lively atmosphere of the day, as if this day had become a festive celebration similar to the Lantern Festival. But there was one thing she didn't expect, that this year, the Master would be so interested in turning into a little dragon and accompanying her, instead of traveling with her as Master Zhongli of the Wangsheng Hall.

Lin Huan held the kitten Mr. Long in his arms and walked through the crowd. Little Long snuggled in the arms of the person he trusted most, with his little head on his shoulders, watching the crowds coming and going with his eyes open, and when he got tired of watching, he squinted his eyes and didn't move, looking like a peaceful life.

Lin Huan’s first stop was Wanmin Hall. After all, Lin Huan got up early and had not had breakfast yet.

"Good morning, Sister Lin!" Xiangling was on duty today. "Would you like to have a bowl of tiger fish noodle soup?"

"Yeah, that's great." Lin Huan smiled, "Give me another small bowl. I have to give my kitten a small bowl of clear soup noodles."

She smiled and lifted her sleeves to show her the little brown dragon curled up in her arms.

Xiangling felt her heart melt as soon as she saw it. She swallowed her saliva and couldn't help but squat down to touch it. But in the end, she held back, swallowed her saliva, turned around and ran away. A moment later, she came back with a bowl of noodles and a small bowl.

"How cute! Is this Sister Lin Huan's new pet?" Xiang Ling asked. After finishing her work, she finally had time to squat down and observe the little kitten.

"Yes," Lin Huan smiled, "I found it this morning, it's very cute." After that, he carefully picked up Mr. Xiaolong from his arms and put him on the table. The little guy was so well-behaved that he didn't move even when he was placed on the table. He lay in a ball, with his little head pressing against Lin Huan's palm. The brown fur on his back was fluffy and soft, like a piece of silk.

(To be continued, there are 2 and 3)