[Original God_Zhong Li's personal orientation] Changhe

When entering Huaguang Forest, I bumped into a half-mad Taoist at the entrance.

He was wearing a alchemist hat, and leaning on a banner in his arm, on which was written askew: "Help divination and fortune-telling, Huang's family".He looks about 50 or [-] years old, with a glazed bead hanging on his waist, his head is crooked like a word, and he is also crooked with his head down, but there is a paper umbrella drawn on the bench.

Instead of sitting with a stool, sit on the grass by yourself.The alchemist's robes were originally white, but they were all dyed gray.

The movement of us walking made him raise his head, and the alchemist said "ah", clapped his hands and laughed and said, "It doesn't count! It doesn't count!"

Seeing that Ke Qing didn't stop, I followed suit.

After walking two or three steps, the Taoist jumped forward, holding a paper umbrella in his hand, and said cautiously to Zhongli: "It's going to rain."

Zhongli stopped, took a look, and said, "Your umbrella is not finished yet."

"I can finish the painting," the Taoist flung back to the bench, looked up again, he was holding the brush in his hand, under such movement, the ink dripped down his hand, "I can finish the painting!"

Ke Qing seemed to sigh, and he found a rock to lean against.

"Let's draw, I'll wait for you," said half a sentence, then turned to look at me, "I can only make you a little later."

"In the past few years, he walked on the hanging bridge... Today, he came to Huaguanglin." Zhong Li looked at the Taoist who drew the paper umbrella, with a look of pity hidden between his brows.

I waved my hand and said it was all right. Seeing Ke Qing like this, I skillfully dug out the things for making tea in the bag.

"Can you see what's hanging around his waist?"

I glanced at it and replied, "A glazed bead." It's just that the color of the bead is not translucent, it doesn't look like a good thing, and it has a feeling of being dirty because of too long time.

"The beautiful utensils made of rare natural colored glaze used to have a warm and bright appearance, but it is a pity that the years are long, and the more people and things they pass through, the darker they become."

"The folklore records say that in the quiet night, sometimes you can hear it making a faint sound, which is like the blowing of a fine wind and the sound of a spring."

"It's called Zhaoxin, and it's a relic of the immortal family. It has been circulating in the world for hundreds of years, and finally fell into the hands of the Yun family."

Zhong Li paused, and explained: "The ancestor of the Yun family used to have one of the seven stars, and they were also craftsmen who made weapons for a living."

"Ah... you mean this bead is Zhaoxin? But isn't Zhaoxin in Yun's hands? And it looks like this..." I didn't continue.

The Taoist didn't know that we were discussing that bead. He was still washing his fingers by the lake in Huaguanglin with ink dripping from his hand, which almost stained the umbrella surface.

"The clear mind is the quintessence of nature, and only those who are clear and pure can make the best use of it," Ke Qing's eyes fell on the lake in Huaguang Forest, and the black ink touched the water and gradually melted into the water, "One day, Mr. Yun Wandering in the mountains, it happened to be a alchemist who came to visit the immortals to talk about Taoism."

He looked at the banner planted in the ground, and said: "The alchemist Huang Sheng has just left the mountain gate, and the world is complicated and he can't understand it. he."

"Since then, Huang Sheng has worn Zhaoxin on his body and walked slowly towards Liyue, rain or shine all the way."

Huang Sheng's trips are for the sake of seeking immortality and discussing Taoism, and he travels all over the place, but he is still a mortal and needs water to live, so he often goes to the market to buy water and food.

Most Liyue merchants are shrewd, so it's easy to deceive such a foolish Taoist. In addition, the streets and alleys are mixed with fish and dragons, but Huang Sheng walks freely among them, but he is not deceived.

Those who have good things have doubts in their hearts: this idiot is like a fish in water in the market, and has never lost his footing and capsized. Could it be some kind of magic?

The Taoist is sincere, and there is no lie in his mouth, so he replied: Zhaoxin can distinguish between good and evil, and help me to know the truth of a heart.

"Is there really a treasure to discern people's hearts?" I wondered.

Zhongli smiled slightly: "Tiancheng Liuli is the essence of the sky, while Yugui is the child of the earth, containing the aura of jade veins and the persistence of rocks..."

"If you use skillful hands to carve it into a vessel, and wish to secure the land and bring peace to the people, the blue jadeite is clean in nature and can reflect people's hearts."

"It is said that Emperor Yanwang has such a jade gui, which is always by his side, but human beings are not pure and innocent objects, but creatures with gorgeous and changeable emotions. The emperor often hears the truth of the world from the whispers of yu gui. Fickle and interesting, it took thousands of years to chew on the joys and sorrows of ordinary people with quiet and slow thinking."

"Compared to the stable rocks, although human beings are small, they have endless possibilities and infinite futures. Small and tenacious, they constantly pursue new changes."

He seemed to talk too much, so he stopped.The tea has been prepared and placed on the rocks beside it.

The best cups fall on the common rocks in the mountains, which are a bit out of place.Ke Qing didn't care, picked up the cup and blew lightly.

The Taoist was still leaning over the bench to paint, not knowing what he was depicting, every stroke was very serious.

"The story of Zhaoxin's discernment of other people's hearts has been spread for half a month in Liyue Port, and the merchants want to get it by any means."

"But a natural and pure thing cannot be used by outsiders. The longer it is held in the hand, the darker it will be."

"The alchemist was framed because of the treasure and went to prison. He said that he was not at fault, and under the money, no one listened to him."

"His cellmate is also a wonderful person. He committed murder before his wedding and was imprisoned."

I realized that Zhongli used the word "wonderful person", so it should be the aspect of preference?

There is a family in Qingce Mountain, the Han family.

The ancestors made a living as a craftsman, forging iron and casting gold, and tried their best to create a three-foot green sharp edge.

At that time, Tianheng was full of peaks and mountains, and the rock formations were full of jade and splendor.The country under the shadow of the King of Rocks is rich in mineral resources.

With the mining, Tianheng Mountain and the surrounding land were hollowed out, and mine tunnels extending in all directions were built.The deep part is said to be able to pass through the center of the earth.

The ground veins are unstable, and the earth trembles.

The craftsmen are divided into two factions: keep digging, and stop digging.

The patriarch of the Han family, Cam Wu, was the leader of the group of people who stopped the digging.

On the day of the wedding, someone congratulated and said: "The Han family has such a status today, there must be a lot of jade veins dug by the ancestors."Words like this directly put him under the big hat of mining.

Cambrian laughed back in anger, raised his hand and waved his blade, blowing the heads of several people away.You know, before he became a craftsman, he was a man who wanted to be a knight with a gun in his heart and enjoy himself in the rivers and lakes.

The craftsman stuck the long sword that had cut people into the ground in front of him, and said: "Our mineral deposits are given by Lord Yan. To dig out the ground is to hurt Lord Yan's flesh and blood. What's more, Yuheng has existed for a long time. It is said that this mountain was built by Lord Yan himself..."

He let out a breath, his face was stained with blood, he looked around and said, "Who dares to destroy Tianheng!"

This was not enough, he kicked the murderous sword away again, and said, "This sword is not sharp enough, wait until I rebuild the weapon spectrum and cut off your heads."

Then he was put in jail.

When Zhong Li told this story, he smiled a little.He took a sip of tea and drank it slowly.

"Han Wu got acquainted with the alchemist, the Han family and the Yun family have a very good personal relationship, and the contemporary Qixing is also at the Yun family's side, so they were taken out of prison together."

"It's not a big deal for Cambrian, but the alchemist kept saying that he would pay back his favor, holding Zhaoxin in his hand, knowing that the other party is a good person."

A dark cloud covered the sky, blocking the light.In the dark, Ke Qing's eyes seemed to be bright.

It's going to rain... just like the half-crazy Taoist said.

"Although the Han family and the Yun family tried their best to prevent the mining of mineral deposits, how can people's hearts be stopped?"

"Since a certain time, this land has ceased to be silent. Accompanied by rumbling low whistles, the rocky mountains began to shake, the caves gradually collapsed, and even the mines in the past were buried."

"As a result, the souls of those who died because of this are buried deep in the earth. It is said that at night, the sound of wailing can often be heard from certain places."

"The frequency of the earth's tremors gradually increased, and people panicked."

One day, the wind was high and the air was crisp.A visitor came to Qingce Mountain, with a glazed bead hanging on his waist.

This person is wearing a long gown, every step he takes seems like a white lotus growing slowly, he claims to be a wandering alchemist, he is here to look for someone named Yunhehan in Liyue area.

It's a pity that Han Wu has passed away, and Yun's daughter happens to be a guest at Qingce Village.

So he hurriedly invited Han Wu's son Han Ce.

The alchemists told the two that the land in Liyue is not peaceful now, and the alchemists specially sent a blood jade amber to help everyone tide over the difficulties.

The two immediately started the furnace to forge a black rock artifact, and inlaid the blood jade in it.

The blood jade sensed the veins of the earth, and the red light like boiling blood alternated on and off, warning of the impending change.

The Taoist seemed to have finished painting the umbrella surface, so I took a look.

"That magic weapon guides people to avoid landslides and landslides like a star... In the end, it quietly disappeared on the day when the land returned to peace."

A fine rain began to fall from the sky and fell into the tea.

Ke Qing put the teacup back to the side of the rock, and continued: "Tiancheng's colored glaze is poured with the blood of the sergeant above, and it becomes a fine blood jade amber."

"Use your own life for a moment of peace, have you ever regretted it?" Zhong Li turned his head and asked.

The Taoist had finished drawing the umbrella surface, opened the umbrella, and walked over step by step.

The Taoist shook his head.

"Zhaoxin can read people's hearts, those small voices are often accompanied by ears, and they will drive people crazy." Zhong Li's brows were dark, "This is a relic of the fairy family, and it cannot be used by ordinary people, even alchemists. You have a fairy fate from the beginning, and your heart is clear, so that you can resist those trivial thoughts. When you use your blood and your own fairy fate to make blood jade, you will not be able to continue listening."

The Taoist came to him with a blurred face, just listening to him: "But I heard that they want to stop the earthquake and save those innocent people. I heard that, so I will do it... Back then... Back then Isn't the same with the Emperor Yan Wang... He has no intention of competing."

"The contract has been made. Those people violated the contract and exploited the mine without permission. This is the result," Ke Qing said lightly.

"I have to repay the favor," the Taoist said. "It rained heavily the day I left the prison, so they gave me an umbrella."

"...It's raining." The Taoist handed the umbrella to Zhongli.carefully.

"Zhaoxin knows the hearts of others, but my own... I have a clear conscience in my life."

When the patriarch of the Han clan was still young, he once said: We must recreate the weapon spectrum in order to break through the shackles and evolve the military.

He talked to his inmates, talking about his own works, about those weapons with such weird names as "prototypes".

"If you come out of prison... Hey, it's a pity, you are going to seek immortality and Taoism... If you have a chance in the future, if you succeed in seeking Taoism, come and play with me in Qingce Village. I must show you what I have built. weapons."

He said again: "Oh! It's a pity that the sword wasn't sharp enough, otherwise I could have cut a few more."

He smiled: "But it's worth it! I was arrested after watching them sign a contract not to destroy the leylines."

Zhong Li took the umbrella.

"It doesn't really count..." the Taoist whispered, his umbrella was blooming, and several scenes were suddenly rotated, and he disappeared into the sky and the earth.

The dim glass bead made a "jingling" sound, like a clear spring flowing, rolling to Ke Qing's feet.

When the rain fell on the umbrella, I saw a big tree painted on it, very tall, with leaves spanning two-thirds of the umbrella surface.

There seems to be something under that tree...

I didn't see clearly.

The umbrella and the bead also slowly disappeared.

In the drizzle, Zhongli stood with a face as cold as a rock.

"Go and shelter from the rain." After a while, he said.

When I turned my head, I saw his earrings shining brightly and shaking.