Gan Yu, Do You Like Such a Mother?

At this time, there is no Jianglin mansion!

"Jianlin Mansion? I haven't heard of this name..." Gan Yu frowned slightly, and said: "I didn't expect that there is still a place I don't know about Liyue Port, but I will remember this name. I will definitely make it up to you!"

After finishing speaking, Gan Yu waved at Qi Lin, turned around and left in a hurry.

Although the Gan Yu in front of her was just an incarnation in the dream of Ningguang, not the real Gan Yu, but she did not "break her promise". Several years later, Gan Yu did compensate Qi Lin in another way.

That is to become Qi Lin's mother.

However, besides Gan Yu, in Liyue Port now, Qi Lin probably doesn't have any old acquaintances.

Children like Keqing, Xingqiu, and Hutao should not have been born yet, and Qiqi is still sealed in amber.

Qi Lin was not in a hurry to find Ningguang, but instead wandered around in the past Liyue Port.

Walking on the street, such a delicate and beautiful young man would inevitably attract a lot of attention. Some young girls even began to discuss in a low voice, and even let out shy laughter from time to time.

After all, the folk customs in Liyue Port are not open enough. If it was in Fontaine, Qi Lin might have been accosted by passing girls several times.

However, the dream is a dream after all, and the environment reflected here is actually in Ningguang's memory, Liyue in the past, and all the people that existed here are just images in Ningguang's memory.

However, it was a different experience for Qi Lin to see those old men and women in his memory who have now become young people.

"Jingle Bell……"

At this moment, behind Qi Lin, there was a sudden sound of bells. The sound was clear and sweet, and it was really pleasant to hear.

Qi Lin turned his head subconsciously, and saw a woman standing behind him, squinting slightly, looking at him curiously.

The woman looked to be in her twenties, and she was quite beautiful. Her long black hair was tied into a braid, wrapped around her shoulders, and draped over her chest.

Around her waist was a string of beautiful bells, and when she walked, the bells collided and made a series of "jingling" sounds.

Qi Lin looked a little terrified by the woman's eyes, and asked awkwardly: "What's the matter, girl?"

"Girl?" The woman was taken aback for a moment, but she reacted immediately, and said to herself with a smile: "I almost forgot, this is in a dream, I haven't transformed, alas, I'm getting old, I can't remember It's getting worse."

"Dream?" Hearing these two words, Qi Lin was startled, and frowned, "Why...do you know this is a dream?"

Logically speaking, everyone in the Condensed Dreamland is similar to the NPCs in the game, it is impossible to know that they are in a dreamland.

"Hahaha..." The woman smiled and said, "I haven't asked you yet, but you asked me first. This "Sleepwalking in the Realms" is difficult for ordinary people to master, but it is difficult for immortals to understand." , it’s not really a secret method, but it’s rarely used by anyone. Who taught you? Could it be the protector Yaksha... No, he’s always kept away from the crowd, so how could he teach you? ?”

"Brother Mandrill taught me that," Qi Lin didn't hide anything, and said straight to the point, "If I'm not mistaken, you should also be Liyue's immortal, right?"

"You don't need to use any honorific title, as if I really are old," the woman touched her chin and said, "If you don't mind, just call me 'Sister Ping', I'm not much older than you Less, you can't suffer."

Miss Ping?

People with the word "Ping" in their names and who are related to immortals...

In Qi Lin's mind, a person immediately came to mind. Could it be that this sister Ping is the grandma Ping who lent the protagonist "Dihun Bell" in the game?

However, compared with the old-fashioned appearance of Grandma Ping in the game, the "Sister Ping" in front of her is at best a little more stable.

I don't know what happened all these years to make this elder sister Ping change into grandma Ping.

Sure enough, time is not forgiving.

"Hello, Miss Ping..." Qi Lin hurriedly greeted, and reported his family name: "I am Qi Lin, the son of Gan Yu from Jianglin Mansion."

"It turned out to be the son of that fat girl, I remembered, right?" Sister Ping nodded and said with a smile: "I don't know how many years I have lived in the pot, what happened to Liyue , I'm not that concerned, but why did you appear in the dream of the light."

"Ningguang is my godmother." After knowing Sister Ping's true identity, Qi Lin had no need to hide it, scratched the back of his head, and said: "I happened to spend the night in Qunyu Pavilion today, sleeping with my godmother , I can’t sleep at night, so I want to use the "Sleepwalking in the World" to see the dream of the godmother."

"So that's the case, I've heard about it..." Sister Ping frowned, and said in doubt: "However, even if you are Ningguang's adoptive son, such a young man, you still sleep with Ningguang. How decent are men and widows?"

It was only then that Qi Lin remembered that because of "Growth Hormone", he looked close to an adult, and sleeping with Ningguang in such a posture was indeed a bit against etiquette.

"Sister Ping misunderstood," Qi Lin explained with some depression: "Actually, I'm not yet eight years old."

When Sister Ping heard this, her half-opened eyes immediately widened. She looked at the boy who was taller than herself in front of her, and said in surprise, "Eight years old? Are you eight years old?"

"No one believes it, and I don't believe it," Qi Lin explained helplessly: "However, I am indeed less than eight years old. It is only because of a small problem that I became what I am now."

Although Sister Ping was surprised, seeing Qi Lin's sincere appearance, he didn't look like he was lying, and since he was a "Heaven's Linzi", it was not surprising that he was a little different from ordinary people matter.

"Forget it, I'll just believe you once," Sister Ping shook her head, and said, "However, Ningguang, I have watched her grow up since she was a child. She even has a godson, but she is still unmarried. , Forget it, we old antiques really don't understand the thinking of these young people."

Although Ningguang looks young, her real age may not be so young. Probably only a fairy like Sister Ping who doesn't know how long she has lived will call her a "girl".

"Speaking of which," Qi Lin asked curiously, "Why did Grandma Ping... Sister Ping, you appear in the godmother's dream?"

"It's just a coincidence," Sister Ping shook her head, and said with a wry smile, "I've always been nostalgic, but Liyue Port is developing too fast, and I can't keep up with it. At night, look for some 'nostalgic' dreams, use the "Sleepwalking in Worlds" to sneak into their dreams, and take a look at the past Liyue."

"I understand!" Qi Lin nodded, and suddenly realized: "Because the godmother dreamed of the past Liyue Port, that's why you came here."

"That's right..." At this point, Sister Ping couldn't help sighing, and said: "However, most of the people in Liyue at that time are already old people, and many of them have even returned home. , I’m afraid that in a few years, I won’t have any dreams to go to.”

In fact, Qi Lin can somewhat understand Sister Ping's thoughts.

The lifespan of human beings is no more than a hundred years at most, and the past is gone in a flash. Most of their life is ups and downs, struggling to die for a bite of grain.

But immortals are different. Thousands of years at every turn may have been a change of vicissitudes and times and dynasties for human society, but for immortals, it may be just the time of a big dream.

Just imagine, if you wake up and find that the people you knew before are all dead bones in tombs, and the low tile-roofed houses have turned into beautiful pavilions, it will be somewhat difficult to adapt to.

This is also the reason why most immortals, including the immortals with three eyes and five manifestations, choose to live in seclusion in places far away from human habitation.

Even Gan Yu's mother, who has lived in Liyue Port for thousands of years, often feels that she is out of place in this city, let alone other immortals?

"The past time has passed after all, and even a supernatural being cannot reverse time," Qi Lin said thoughtfully: "Sister Ping, instead of indulging in the past time, it is better to try to adapt to it." Take a look at the current Liyue Port."

Qi Lin's words seemed to wake up the person in the dream. Sister Ping nodded thoughtfully, and suddenly smiled: "There is some truth to what I said. It seems that I can't live in the pot all the time, and I should come out." , to see the new world, this time, it should be the last time I use the "Sleepwalking in the World" to remember the past."

"Speaking of which," Qi Lin seemed to have thought of something suddenly, and asked, "I heard from Brother Mandrill that if you use the "Sleepwalking Realms Method" to enter other people's dreams, you may encounter danger. Is this true?"

"This statement is true. Even ordinary people, when dreaming, will have a self-protection mechanism to resist outsiders with malicious intentions." Sister Ping nodded and explained: "However, if you have good intentions, then I will not be rejected by the dream master, and it is impolite to enter other people's dreams at will, so every time before I leave the dream, I will fulfill some small wishes of the dream master in the dream to express my gratitude."

Speaking of this, Sister Ping's eyes fell on Qi Lin, and she said with a smile: "However, this time I am not the only guest, so I will leave this task to you."

Before Qi Lin could ask, the two heard a burst of scolding from the street not far away.

"Get out!" I saw a middle-aged man pushing a little girl out of a teahouse cursingly. The man's face was full of flesh and he said angrily, "Little beggar, if you dare to sneak in to steal things in the future! , be careful I break your leg!"

"I'm not here to steal!" The little girl patted the load behind her back, and said confidently: "I'm here to sell! Besides, I'm not a beggar, I... I'm a businessman!"

"Hahaha!" The man sneered, "It's just a street peddler who dares to call himself a businessman. No one wants your rags, give them away for nothing, get out of here, and don't disturb my business!"

After finishing speaking, there was only a "snap", and the man directly closed the door, causing the little girl to touch the ashes on the nose.

The girl looked only eleven or twelve years old, she was wearing coarse linen clothes, her silver hair was casually tied into a small braid, her little face was dirty and she couldn't tell what she looked like, but her pair of red eyes were extremely bright, People can't help but look more.

Qi Lin frowned, wondering: "This little girl, is it... Ning Guang?"

"That's right." Sister Ping said with a little helplessness: "It seems that Ningguang is having this dream again. At that time, Ningguang was still a poor and poor orphan girl, bumping into walls everywhere, far from the current scenery. Difficult times also often become her nightmares, constantly torturing her."

What Sister Ping said is indeed true. Right now, Xiao Ningguang is so poor that she can't even afford a pair of shoes. It is made of dilapidated wood and looks quite heavy. There are all kinds of weird gadgets inside, discarded dishes, bent ear spoons, and strangely shaped stones...

God knows where she got all this junk.

"What's so great!" Xiao Ningguang bit her lips, trying hard to carry the thing on her back. From the tattered clothes, she could even see that her thin shoulders had been worn out into calluses. He muttered: "Just wait for me! Sooner or later, I will become the most powerful and richest businessman in the world!"

Unexpectedly, as soon as the voice fell, there was only a "crash". The old wooden cargo load, perhaps because of the unbearable load, fell into pieces of wood on the ground, and the messy goods that were originally loaded in the cargo load , and all fell out, scattered all over the ground. "This this……"

With the mess in front of her, Xiao Ningguang couldn't help showing a somewhat dazed expression on her face.

Soon, this embarrassing scene made the surrounding pedestrians laugh.

There may not be any irony in their laughter, but looking at those faces watching the fun, Xiao Ningguang's little bit of self-esteem was instantly shattered.

The grievances accumulated for a long time finally erupted. He couldn't bear the piercing laughter, and even ignored the goods on the ground. He turned around and ran towards the distance.

"Run away..." Looking at Ning Guang's back, Qi Lin said helplessly: "It seems that the past of the godmother is indeed not easy."

"What are you still doing?" Sister Ping patted Qi Lin on the shoulder and said with a smile, "Hurry up and catch up."

"But..." Qi Lin hesitated, "What should I do?"

"Let's leave it to you to think about this kind of thing," Sister Ping crossed her arms and said with a slight smile, "After all, Ning Guang is not my godmother."

Qi Lin felt helpless for a while, but he still walked to the scattered goods, and among those goods, there was something that attracted his attention.

I saw a glazed lily placed on top of those messy groceries.

You know, in Liyue Port, the glass lily is a very rare plant. Although it is said that a long time ago, the glass lily grew all over the mountains and plains of Liyue. The remaining glass lilies grow.

Moreover, although in the game, players can go to Yujing Terrace in Liyue Port every once in a while, and pick a bunch of glazed lilies and neon flowers in front of the soldiers of the Qianyan Army.But in fact, picking the glazed lilies from Yujingtai is expressly forbidden.

How could there be a glazed lily in the lighted load?

…………

In the deserted alley, there was a low sobbing sound.

Xiao Ningguang leaned against an old wall, hugged her legs, and buried her face in it, her body trembling slightly.There was already a long and narrow wound on her bare little foot, which was cut out by the gravel on the ground when she was running just now.

The physical pain and the grievance in her heart made this little girl, who had always been very strong, shed tears at this moment.

"Maybe... I'm not suitable to be a businessman at all." Xiao Ningguang lowered her head, stared at the wound on the arch of her foot silently, and muttered to herself: "What do you want to be the most powerful businessman on the Tivat continent?" Merchants of money...it's just ridiculous."

"Yeah, it's really ridiculous."

At this moment, in front of Xiao Ningguang, a frivolous voice suddenly came.

Xiao Ningguang quickly raised her head, and saw a handsome young man in white clothes standing in front of her, looking at her with a smile, and said, "However, I have heard more ridiculous things."

"What... what is it?" Xiao Ningguang asked with some doubts.

"I have a person I know very well, who once told her dream," Qi Lin said lightly: "She said that she wanted to build a pavilion suspended in the sky above Liyue Harbor, which could even cover the entire city. Tivat Continent."

Ning Guang was slightly startled, but immediately showed a disdainful smile: "This is not ridiculous, it is simply a fairy tale."

"But so what if it's ridiculous?" Qi Lin knelt in front of Xiao Ningguang on one knee, stared into her eyes, and said, "If you can't make people laugh when you say something like a dream, then It’s probably a little too boring.”

This sentence seemed to have touched Xiao Ningguang, but she still said awkwardly: "It's just some beautiful words, dreams or something, I have given up..."

Xiao Ningguang hadn't finished speaking, but Qi Lin suddenly stretched out her hand and gently held her injured little foot.

"You...what are you doing!" Although Xiao Ningguang was young, she had already reached a sensible age, and she knew the truth about whether a man and a woman should kiss each other. When she saw the other party holding her bare feet, she immediately blushed and said, "I ...I'm going to call someone!"

There are Qianyan Army soldiers patrolling the streets everywhere in Liyue Port. Even if Ningguang looks like a little beggar now, they will not sit idly by.

"Then wait for me to heal your wound before calling," Qi Lin's palm began to slowly condense water elements, the clear liquid immediately cleaned the wound on Ningguang's foot, and gradually healed it .

This is Qi Lin's "Water Healing Technique". I didn't expect that it could be used in dreams.