[Original God_Zhong Li's personal orientation] Changhe

Ke Qing from Xiangsheng Hall took me along the south direction of Guiliyuan.

He said he would show me a place called "Luhuachi" at the end of a tributary of the Bishui River.

Along the way, he talked about the veins of mountains and rocks and the trend of rivers, all of which are familiar to him.

I just find it strange that in this vast world, where the sky is high and the land is wide, there are actually people who are leisurely strolling in their own courtyard.

Zhongli didn't say how high the sky was, nor how thick the ground was.

He doesn't talk about things that are extremely far away from people, he talks about things that can be touched around him: this stone is a night mooring stone, what you hold is just ordinary quartz, look at this tree, and then look at this flower.

He often wears those black gloves that cover his fingers and the back of his hands, leaving only a little skin exposed under the cuffs.

This Keqing from Xiangshengtang is very worthy of his price, there is nothing he doesn't know here.

Sometimes, I was a little distracted by his steady explanation.

There is a crystal clear thing flying in front of it, and it is a butterfly if you look closely.

A butterfly dances lightly, its wings are thin, golden and shiny.

Zhongli didn't notice my distraction, just like he didn't notice that butterfly audaciously resting on his shoulder.

My gaze skipped over the collar depicted by Fang Shengwen. His shoulders were wider than I thought, and a butterfly with its wings tied tightly rested on it.

Butterfly……

I say.

He turned his head slightly, only to realize that it was attached to his shoulder.

The wind between his breaths didn't make the butterfly move a bit.It seemed to be very tired, maybe it had been flying for a long time, and when it saw a place where it could stop, it stopped.

Zhong Li raised his hand and touched the butterfly.

Contrary to what I thought, I thought the little thing would fly away quickly, but unexpectedly it only shook its wings twice, and even spread its wings to maintain balance, allowing itself to stop better.

"Strictly speaking, this is not an animal." Master Ke Qing stretched out his hand in front of me, and touched the butterfly's finger. There was a layer of glowing things on it... like pollen.

"It would be better to describe it as a living thing." He motioned me to touch it too.

Zhong Li was too tall, so he bent down and turned his left shoulder to the side.The butterfly flapped its wings a few times, but it didn't move again.

"A pure element life formed by the aggregation of rock element particles floating in the air, it swims like a nymph."

The butterfly wings I touched were hard, and the edge of the wing was like a knife edge.

Such a light flying creature has wings made of heavy rocks.

Master Ke Qing continued slowly: "The shining rock element creature is the product of rising and condensing elements. It lives on the ubiquitous rock element. In Liyue, it is very common."

"Crag...heavy rock, can it produce something like this?" I asked.

I lowered my hand, Zhongli stood up straight, and led me to continue walking in the predetermined direction.

His steps are slow, but each step covers the same distance.

At one point, I thought: If he wanted to, he could measure the size of the land with his own feet.

He heard my question and didn't look back.

There is a smile between the replies:

"Among the hard-to-see eternity, even rocks can dream. It is said that the flying butterflies condensed by these rock crystals are the dreams of Saga Mountain Rock."

"Because stones can't run with long legs, they just dreamed hard in place, and they dreamed of these butterflies." He made a little joke.

The butterfly never moved.

After Zhong Li finished speaking, he rubbed his face with his hands.

The rock crystals stained on his fingers fell on his eyes and sank on the edge of the red-orange eye shadow, so that Xia has a light bright color.

The bright color was similar to his pupils.

He laughed and said: "People in the world say that the stone is the heart of the rock, and the rock has a heart. What's more, this land has been around for thousands of years. In 1000, 2000, or 3000 years, the stones in the riverbed will dream. Even mountains dream."

"Thick rocks, their dreams are butterflies lighter than the wind."

Tread where the stream is nearly at its end.

The butterfly flapped its wings and flew higher and higher.

"Didn't it mean to live on rock elements? So far away from the land, will there be no accidents?" I asked.

Zhongli stopped, and he said softly, "I flew high, but finally fell down, that's all."

"The stone's dream is broken, but it is still between the rocks. It has accumulated strength and can fly again. Rocks are such things. They are hard and stubborn. They always think... they have to take a walk and look at the sky. "

I caught up with him.

Zhong Li looked at the blooming flowers on the side of the road, and was a little silent.

The farther south you go, the more this golden flower grows.

after awhile.

Zhongli asked me: "Do you believe that flowers can grow in stone?"