[Original God_Zhong Li's personal orientation] Changhe

As we go deeper into Cuijue Slope, the sky becomes more and more gloomy, with dark clouds covering the sky here all the year round.

Zhong Li stood there and stopped in his tracks.

I looked up at this spectacle, with clear sky on one side and black clouds pressing down on the city on the other.There is a clear distinction between Wei and Wei.

Looking over the shoulders of the Keqing of the Past Life Hall, looking at the other end, there are tall stone pillars standing between the sky and the earth, and there are shimmering stone amber at the bottom of the pillars.

"What did you see?" Ke Qing asked.

Instead of waiting for my answer, he told a story.

……

"Huh? Why didn't you tell the unfinished story today, Mr. Shu?" The audience was taken aback, and asked those who had already sat down in surprise.

"Listen, listen, Mr. Liu usually doesn't make random changes, there must be some good stories worth sharing."

At another table next to it, someone yelled: "The front line is tight, can the Qianyan regiment do it? It is said that the Tianheng line is full of demons..." The voice was so loud that it spread to most of the courtyard, and everyone's voices were loud. Stop for two or three seconds.

"Crack", a square object hit the man's head, and the man got up to scold, but saw the storyteller holding Xingmu in his hand and glaring at him.

"Speak carefully!" Mr. Liu reprimanded.

The tall and thick man sat down sullenly, covering his head and daring not to speak.

The husband walked through the crowd, refused a good tea brought by a regular customer, and Shi Shiran sat in his usual seat.

"Shua", he opened the folding fan, and said: "Put yesterday's story behind, and today, I will tell you about a strange case that happened recently. This strange case is very short, and it will not take up much of your time." .”

"Has anyone heard of the recent fire at Chihuyan? It burned so badly that it ignited the entire street, and it happened at night. There were seven or eight people who escaped, but only one person was able to stay intact. Household..."

"There are only mother and child in that family. Don't ask questions like who's surname. I'll tell you the result first!"

Mr. Liu slapped Xingmu again, with such force that the man lowered his head just now.

"The two of them were saved by the person who set the fire!"

As soon as this remark came out, the crowd was in an uproar, whispers started, the master patted Xingmu again, and the voice stopped abruptly.

"It was a thief who set the fire. He stole the recipe from Wanmintang and was discovered by the night watch cook!"

"The cook was naturally angry, and he rushed up with the kitchen knife in his hand." The gentleman shook his head, and the folding fan lightly flapped, "Hey! Don't believe me, eat Huyan, chef Liu from Wanmintang! He's retired from the Qianyan regiment!"

"Oh—!" Everyone responded, it turned out to be a soldier from the Qianyan Regiment, and the horror of the little thief being chopped into pieces may have appeared in the audience's mind.

Suddenly someone yelled: "Cook Liu? Is that your elder brother, Mr. Liu?"

The storyteller on the stage raised his eyebrows and smiled, he didn't stop the loud noise, he touched his wrist, nodded and said: "That's right, we two brothers have followed Lord Yan in Qianyan Tuan for many years, if it wasn't for him and my body We are all injured, so far we are still on the Tianheng line of defense..."

He shook the folding fan again, "It's not like now, one is a cook, and the other is a talker!"

All the audience laughed.The man who yelled first was already profusely sweating, and kept wiping his sweat with a tea towel.

"Let's get down to business!"

"The little thief panicked and kicked down the candles in the Wanmin Hall. There were flammable incense trees all around him, and the fire blew up in an instant."

"Cook Liu hurriedly carried water to water it, but unexpectedly, this little thief was so vicious that he hugged the burning wood and threw it to a nearby room... This is a bit of a straw house, and the fire started up in no time!"

"While the cook was shouting for water, water, and putting out the fire in a panic, the thief ran away quietly."

"He fled to a house and saw a woman hugging a crying child and coaxing him. Of course he was not looking at the child, but the golden thing on the table in front of the woman!"

"The thief didn't leave the room. He didn't steal the recipe, but he could steal property. It just so happened that the fire was raging, and the woman had already reached this side, and the woman raised her head in a panic. She quickly put on her robe, and wanted to rush out with the child in her arms."

"The little thief leaned over to pick up this shiny golden thing. As soon as the woman walked to the door, the wood of the beam collapsed!"

A teacup of a customer fell to the ground, but no one took care of it.

"At such a critical moment, it turned out that this little thief carried the burning wood on his shoulders, pushed the mother and son out, and died in the sea of ​​fire."

"If it were in the past, I would definitely say: This is retribution, or in other words, this is the last conscience discovery of this person."

Mr. Liu shook his head and said with a sigh: "The news just came that the thief's body was dug up. The whole body was burned like charcoal. There was only one thing in his hand, which was tightly held by him..."

"A flower made of gold leaf, tough and shining, showing no sign of melting in the fire."

Everyone was silent for a long time.

While speaking, Mr. Storyteller turned over the folding fan.

The letter: Thousand rocks are solid, heavy peaks will not move, thousands of cities are full of armor, calm and evil!

……

"—Chiayi!"

The woman who called him stood under the tree, saw him coming, and hurriedly patted the dust on his body.

"Jiayi, don't go outside Liyue, it's very dangerous outside." The woman said.

The young man was panting, holding a handful of Qingxin in his hand, this kind of flower that has been rooted in high mountains all year round, the nearest place is Tianheng Mountain.There are several ugly marks on his face, which were burned when he was a child.

"Mother, it's okay, here you are, you take it," he quickly added, "I didn't pick this, it was given to me by my uncle, isn't he on duty at Tianheng this week?"

Jiayi paused, and then said: "My uncle said, Tianheng hasn't been hit yet, Liyue is safe, don't be afraid."

The woman bent down, and was still patting the willow catkins off the bottom of his clothes for him, and responded: "Even if Liyue is safe, she is not allowed to go out, who knows what else is in the mountains... last time You saw that man next door, he sneaked up the mountain and got half of his body pecked off by a strange bird."

"That's because he ran across the boundary and reached Tianheng!" Jiayi said a little louder, "Liyue is surrounded by immortals, Lord Yan personally ordered an immortal to guard him!"

He happened to witness the scene of General Yaksha subduing the strange bird last time, and he could turn that scene over and over again for three days and three nights!

"The immortal subdues the demons, don't disturb the generation of three religions and nine streams!" Chiayi jumped up and shouted anxiously, but he didn't even have the slightest resemblance to that immortal.

"Don't talk too much." A voice came from behind him coldly.

Chiayi stayed for a while, but saw a young man wearing a Nuo mask walking past him, with a magic pestle hanging around his neck and a small incense burner around his waist. He was full of blood and green. , a drop of black blood was condensed on the tip of the gun, and it was about to fall.It just came down from Tianheng Mountain.

"Immortal... Immortal!" When I looked again, the emerald green shadow had jumped away, and there was only a drop of black blood left on the ground, and it disappeared into the sky and earth in an instant when the wind blew.

If it is said that the woman is in awe and gratitude, Chiayi at this moment feels utterly annoyed—he actually lost a chance to talk to the immortal.

He was young and didn't know how to be afraid, but gradually became happy again. How close is he to the immortal today!

"Look, I just said that Liyue will not be in danger, Lord Yan bless you!" He mentioned it to his mother again, and rushed out with oil on his feet.

A boy's voice came, "I went to play with Hongyu..."

"Oh...is this really happening?" Hong Yu clapped his hands and looked at him expectantly.

Chiayi nodded, nodding fiercely.

"It's true, the immortal was so-close to me at that time!" He raised his hands, waved them up and down, and made a distance.

"I'm so envious," Hongyu covered his face and said sadly, "I said to find you this morning, but unfortunately I overslept, I knew it earlier, hey... I knew it earlier!"

Chiayi looked around, lowered his voice, and said, "Don't worry, I heard from my uncle that when we grow up and join the Qianyan Group, we will often see immortals."

"Qianyan Tuan..." Hongyu murmured, "This is actually..."

"But do you have anything else you want to do?" the companion asked lightly.

Chiayi tilted his head and thought, "Other things? What other things...?"

He said: "If you don't join the Qianyan Group, you will have nothing to eat. Don't you all join the Qianyan Group?" The young man said this in a flat tone.

"You don't want...for example, to find a girl you like, or...to play around?"

Hongyu's question made him more confused, he said: "Why do you have such an idea, isn't it what we want to do with Lord Yan to conquer the wilderness?"

"You idiot," Hong Yu poked his forehead, "following Lord Yan is of course something we all want to do. I'm asking about your wish! Your wish!"

"My wish...hasn't been decided yet!" Chiayi laughed, and the old wound on his cheek moved, "Let's talk about it later."

The young man raised his head and said slowly, "Maybe I just want to see what the sky looks like."

Liyue's sky was full of dark clouds, since he was born, he hadn't seen the sun and the moon.

He only listened to the old Mr. Liu when he was listening to the book.

Mr. Liu said that he met once when he followed Dijun on the expedition, and Chiayi was not born at that time.At that time, Dijun shot it himself, using rocks as a dart, and threw it on Liyue, and the dagger flew to nowhere.

But that day... a hole was broken in the dark cloud in the sky, and the light just came down like this.

What a beautiful morning sun, Mr. Liu sighed. I have never seen the sun rise, but I knew it at that moment. It is the sunrise. I have been telling books for so many years, but I can’t describe it.

……

After some years, Chiayi grew up.

When Tianheng Hongfeng was all red, he joined the Qianyan group, making this decision like many Liyue people.

Before leaving, Chef Liu who ate Huyan made three days of flowing water banquets, all of which were his specialties.It's right at the entrance of Liyue Town.

Chef Liu supported his waist and said that he can still cook, while pushing away the hand of apprentice Tim Chai, "You know what, you don't know how to heat, let go!"

The people who went to the battlefield ate the banquet for three days in such a noisy way. At the last meal, the old man who could talk a little raised his glass and said, "everyone be quiet."

"When our Qianyan Army was first established, Liyue was not as big and peaceful as it is now! At that time, the elders of the towns, villages and tribes swore to each other with the Golden Jue, as a loyalty to the Emperor Yan, and a responsibility to the fellow citizens... ..."

"Spontaneously, choose brave men from each of them to form an army, and the name is: Qianyan!"

The old man raised his glass to the young people present and said: "Today, I respect you, the future Qianyan army... I only hope that Qianyan will be strong..."

Chef Liu also picked up the glass. He used so much force that half of the wine in the glass was spilled, but he didn't care.

"Thousands of rocks are firm, and the mountains will not move. Thousands of cities are armored, and the demons are quiet and evil!" He shouted.

Someone responded, and a wave of sound was formed, resounding at the entrance of Liyue Town, and at the foot of Tianheng Mountain.

"Qianyan is firm...!"

"Qianyan is firm...!"

Under the red maple at the entrance of the town, there was an immortal standing. He heard the voice from Liyue, leaned against the tree and snorted coldly, raised his hand and picked a butterfly from the fallen maple leaf.

That red butterfly fluttered and fluttered, one floated into Liyue, and into the farewell wine.

"Drink," Hong Yu patted his best friend on the shoulder, "This is the beginning!"

Chiayi went to drink, saw a red leaf floating on the wine, blinked and looked again, but it was gone.

"Oh..." He responded, picked up the cup to drink like others, and coughed again due to choking.

The men around laughed and said, "Come and see, there is a baby who can't drink."

Chiayi stood up suddenly and shouted: "I can drink, I can...cough cough cough..."

Everyone laughed.

……

Tianheng Red Maple has been red for a long time. It is not known whether it is the blood of immortals and demons that makes its flowers and leaves last longer, or the blood of mortals that makes it more bright red.

The coach of the Chiayi team is an extremely irritable middle-aged man. Unlike many Qianyan troops, he is good at using bows and arrows, but not good at using guns.A middle-aged man wears a thumb wrench.

Regarding this, the coach said: "At the end of the day, you use □□ just to imitate Lord Yan! As long as I can hold the line of Tianheng and protect Liyue, I can use anything!"

He jumped up and said, "I even shot the monster with a spatula!"

The recruits only thought he was joking, and they all gave a friendly laugh.

"That's all, let me tell you, you don't understand," the instructor rolled his eyes, and suddenly stared at Chiayi, "You little brat, what are you laughing at?!"

Chiayi touched his cheek, and quickly said, "Coach, I didn't smile, this is my previous burn."

The middle-aged man took a closer look, "Really, your burn is strange."

Only then did Jiayi laugh, he had dimples when he laughed, just like many ordinary Liyue boys.

He talked about the previous fire, the thief, and the golden flower.

The instructor's usually serious expression softened, and he said, "Your father is a hero."

"But my mother said, he is a miner." Jiayi was puzzled.

The instructor raised a finger and poked the dimple on his face so hard that he covered his cheek and cried out in pain.

"Our Qianyan Army guards not only Liyue, but also the world..."

"You know what to do, you brat. When the abyss came out before, the Qianyan army and some miners broke up and escorted the people to evacuate. Those people, together with General Yasha..."

He didn't go on, and wiped the corner of his eye with his thumb.

"Even if the mountains and rivers change with the years, and the names of mortals and immortals are forgotten, their merits will never fade away, just as tenacious and shining as this flower of gold leaf."

When Jiayi was moved, Hongyu suddenly said: "Isn't this the content of Mr. Liu's storytelling?"

The instructor's face darkened, pointing at the group of recruits, he said sharply: "Get out of here and run around!"

……

In Liyue, the recruits were bid farewell. After a while, Mr. Liu began to tell a story about a craftsman. He told for a long time, but he was getting old, so he would stop after a while.

"It is said that the craftsman Kunwu made only three pieces in his life, and they are all sharp weapons that are difficult to put in the box." Today's story is a bit longer.

"But in fact, there is another one that Kunwu made, but it is not considered a weapon anymore. It can only be said to be a sword-shaped sacrificial weapon, a jade sword that cannot kill people."

"Before he died, the craftsman laughed loudly and said: This life is enough, I have seen the great way of heaven, and I have made the most merciful weapon... Then he passed away forever."

The number of people who came to listen to Mr. Liu's storytelling has decreased a lot. Some have already gone to the battlefield, and some have died of old age.

He is old, his voice is low, and he can't touch Xingmu anymore.

The audience waited for Mr. Liu's next words, but they saw that Mr. Liu remained motionless.

The waiter who was looking at the tea went up lightly, ready to change the tea for the husband.

"No need," said the gentleman suddenly, with a louder voice, "Although there are many shortcomings in life, I am also satisfied. I have followed the emperor to see the sun rise, and I have seen mountains and rocks bombard the earth for thousands of miles. I have seen immortals cast down demons, the demons retreated, blood rained all day and all night..."

"Although the heaven and earth have not yet come, I am satisfied..." He sighed again, but it turned out to be a flash of light, and at this moment he was exhausted and died suddenly.The folding fan in his hand fell to the ground.

Half of the fan surface is exposed: ... Qianyan is firm, and the peaks will not move

In today's story, there is no verdict about the craftsman.

He just said: In this life, I am satisfied.The storyteller turned his back to the sky, as if he was asleep.

……

"What are you looking at?" Someone asked him with an extremely cold voice.

Chiayi suddenly jumped out of the spot and found that it was General Yasha who was speaking.

"Uh..." He hesitated for a moment, and said what he had just seen, "I seem to have just seen that someone walked to the side of the rock, and then...then merged with the rock."

After speaking, he pointed to the rock over there.

"What's rare is what's strange, don't worry about it." Yasha was still wearing his Nuo mask, and he talked a little too much, but his tone was exactly the same as it was more than ten years ago.

Just as Chiayi was about to say something, Hongyu's voice came from afar: "Chiayi—! Your letter from home!"

He subconsciously turned his head back, and when he turned his head, General Yaksha was no longer in sight, only the red maple leaves were slowly floating under the rock.

"Unexpectedly, unexpectedly, I am the last single dog," Hongyu said with Chiayi's family letter in his hand, "After Ruxing, Zizhi was born as a woman, so I don't know When will you return, I miss you so much."

Hong Yu returned the family letter to his friend, saw that the other party cherished it, smoothed it and folded it, then put it in the innermost part of his clothes, and even patted on the clothes.

"You bastard..." Hongyu cursed.

Chiayi ignored her and murmured, "I have a daughter..."

"Hey, you, don't even think about who brought you two together." Hongyu shouted loudly.

"I have a daughter!" Chiayi raised his arms high, picked up his best friend by the waist, and threw them up and down.

"I... I'm stupid, you let me down," Hongyu struggled hard, "Hurry up and go home and hug your daughter, why are you hugging me!!"

The coach was still drinking outside the tent, but he didn't go in after hearing the commotion inside.

After Chiayi came out, the instructor patted him on the shoulder, "The kid who couldn't even drink the farewell wine back then has grown up. I'm going to leave now, go back soon."

The instructor looked at the soldier with emotion.

The guns of the Qianyan Army are also divided into types, one of which is the "Qianyan gun" handed down from an earlier war. This gun is distributed for exceptionally strong soldiers and is fabricated by Lord Yan. A piece of rock on a certain mountain is said to be able to penetrate even dragon scales.In his team, only this bastard from Chiayi can move forward.

His tone slowed down, and he said, "I originally wanted to wait until you were able to lead a team by yourself, and I would give this to you."

Chiayi looked down, and saw that it was the finger wrench worn by the coach all the year round.

"That's not..." He wanted to refuse.

"It's not mine," the coach said lightly, took off the wrench, and handed it to him. "It was left to me by my coach. Before him, there may be many others."

Chiayi was taken aback, and he rubbed the wrench with his hands.

There seems to be words in the wrench.

"Generation after generation of our Qianyan Army, we follow Lord Yan and swear to protect the line of Tianheng to the death. All wars will stop outside Tianheng."

After a long silence, the middle-aged man sighed: "There are difficulties in the world, and all living beings are suffering."

"The person who gave me the finger said that one day I want to see Liyue bright and bright. If I die one day and I can't see it, I will leave it to you." The instructor grabbed his finger and buckled it in hard, letting He formed a fist with his wrench.

The force was so great that even the knuckles turned white.

……

The evil chinchillas entrenched in the mountains are very invincible.

The Qianyan army fought hard, and those who could hold the "Qianyan gun" were pulled out alone.

At this time, Chiayi realized that his instructor was also inside, still standing at the front.

The irascible middle-aged man with a messy stubble, holding a gun, said: "Hey, I shouldn't be leading the team, but who told me to be the oldest and live the longest... The people with me are all died."

"Pick up your guns," the middle-aged man roared, his blood surged, and he changed his usual lazy appearance, "The strength of a thousand rocks can easily penetrate the rocks. Thousands of people join me in the battle to kill the enemy, and we can go forward indomitable!"

The sound echoed in the valley and could not stop for a long time.

The general with a lonely mouth held his gun up, he touched the ground three times with the butt of his gun, and shouted: "Qianyan is firm..."

There is no need to say more about the following words, and the rest of the people spontaneously responded.

The voice of the people made the earth tremble, and the sound waves spread like a tide.

"Thousands of rocks are firm, and the mountains will not move. Thousands of cities are armored, and the demons are quiet and evil!"

The hearts of the people can shake the sky!

In the distant sky, a man in a hooded white robe stood among thousands of monsters and was about to raise his hand. But when the soldiers shouted in unison, his movements froze and he glanced down suddenly.

Those golden eyes blinked slowly.

The coach died in that war.

"Chiayi, think about it..." He pointed to the finger ring hanging around the young man's neck.

"Since you have accepted this ring, you have to worry about the common people in this world, carry on my wish of Jingshi, and protect Liyue's peace in all directions... You have to think about it..."

Every time he said a word, blood flowed from his mouth.

When the light came back, he held Chiayi's wrist tightly and tightly.

"You have to think about it!" He yelled violently, opened his eyes wide, and then died, his other hand was still on the nipple.

Chiayi closed his eyes with his hands.

The last time the instructor saw this world, Liyue's sky was still the same, with thick dark clouds, and the sun could not be seen.Like the depths of a human pupil.

……

A leader dies, and the next leader comes up.

Chiayi is here.

The boy became a young man, Hongyu died, and many people died.

He only wears the trigger occasionally. He uses it for guns, and it's not easy to hold the gun with it.

One day, on the battlefield, Chiayi finally saw the emperor they were following, and General Yaksha was beside him, with the Nuo mask taken off, talking in a low voice.

Standing high in the sky, the rock king Dijun with a long emerald green sword hanging from his waist seemed to be gazing at the crowd below.

The colleagues around were still talking about the drinks of the previous few days, but no one paid attention.

Jiayi took a closer look, only to find that it was the man who had merged with the rock at the beginning, and he was quite surprised.

Suddenly, someone shouted: "Tianheng! Tianheng!"

A huge dragon came from there and rushed straight to Tianheng Mountain.

"Alas..." came the sigh.

High above the sky, a man in a white robe with a hood slashed across with his sword, and the light of Cui Bi's sword did not dissipate for a long time.

The emerald green blade that had been washed by the dragon's blood shone like new, and it began to rain, but the blood on the blade could not be washed away.

The man pressed down with his hands, and the mountain rocks burst, forming a huge pit, and the dragon fell down screaming.

In an instant, everything was back to normal.

Although General Yasha tried his best to protect the people, this time it was another disaster, but there was an extra Chiayi among the dead.

"Was that General Yasha's attack just now?" someone asked.

"It should be, such a dark green breath, it should be..." Someone guessed.

Chiayi looked at the high sky, the dark clouds, and the rainstorm.His comrades held his shoulders.

"Dijun...!" Among the crowd, he shouted to the sky with all his strength.

"The world is full of difficulties, and all living beings are suffering. When will we see a clear world?" He asked.

The rock king who had already turned around stopped his movements.

"Although I have no intention of competing, I know the sufferings of the common people. I only wish to cleanse all directions and protect a corner of the floating world."

The words of the gods fell from the sky, accompanied by the huge star.

The earth trembled.

However, Chiayi could no longer hear these words.

The rain fell on his body and he couldn't feel the cold anymore. His eyes were blurred, as if someone was there, so he took off the finger and handed it to the other party.

"The person who gave me the ring said that since you have accepted this ring, you must worry about the common people in this world, carry on my wish of Jingshi, and protect Liyue's peace in all directions..."

Jiayi murmured: "A person's life is too short, I just feel a little regretful, my life's wish... I can't see the day when the morning sun breaks through the dark clouds."

The young man Xu Xu said: "I think of my daughter, when I picked her up last time...it wasn't as heavy as the one in my hand."

No one dared to go forward.

Because the Emperor Yanwang came down from the sky.

He took the ring and saw the other party die with a smile.

"Okay." Yan's god said, and there was light flickering in his golden eyes.

He put that wrench on his hand, and on another finger, a similar wrench appeared.

"This is the proof of the contract." The person who made the contract is dead, but the god said so.

He made a contract with himself, and the present time made a contract with the past time.

……

The man in the white robe pulled back his hood to reveal his eyes.

"All wars and chaos in the world originate from the hearts of the people."

"Today, set up nine pillars to calm the world, the town is fighting here, and I hope there will be no more swordsmen..."

He raised his hands and pushed up.Mountains and rocks tremble, mountains and rivers move.

He sternly said: "Today I set up the Nine Pillars of Jingshi, in order to make the heavens, earth, seas and rivers clear!"

Countless peaks were raised, forming huge stone pillars in the air.

The Rock King Dijun waved his hands downward, and nine huge long pillars entered the surrounding area of ​​the valley with a bang.

"If someone from later generations breaks the Nine Pillars of Jingshi and enters, the world will surely rise again."

The god took down the long emerald green sword from his waist, raised his hand, and a high gate emerged from the mountain wall, the gate opened, he sent the long sword in, and the gate closed.

The god whispered, "The most merciful sword... is still cutting..."

He didn't say anything more about it.

……

The guest of the Pastoral Hall asked me, "What did you see?"

Standing on the cliff of Cuijue Slope, I replied, "I saw two taller pillars facing each other far away."

Zhong Li shook his head lightly, and took off a ring.

"Let's go," he said.

We turn and leave.

Ten seconds later, there was a loud shattering sound behind him.

I looked back in surprise, only to see that one of the stone pillars was broken in the middle.

It shattered and dwindled inch by inch.

Before I asked, Zhong Li suddenly laughed out loud, his brows raised.

Those winds swept in, and quietly turned into a breeze when they rushed behind Zhong Li, leaving Ke Qing's clothes fluttering forward.

I'll look again.

There was light in the eternally dim Nine Pillars, and the light shone on the Jingshi Nine Pillars, as if... the sky had cracked.

The author has something to say:

The storyteller who told Dijun pv "There is a big demon invading in the sea", in Liyue, was very jealous of the tea doctor Liu Su, so the storyteller in this article is surnamed Liu

The "Chiayi" that appeared in the article is the real Liyue NPC. When talking to him, he would say "I picked up my daughter last time, and it was not as heavy as the one in my hand." This sentence gave me inspiration

"Hongyu" in the article is also a real Liyue NPC, a chatterbox who likes to tell you stories

The Yaksha in the article is mandrill, and the inspiration for folding the red maple butterfly is the sentence in his voice "I will fold you a butterfly with a sycamore leaf to keep you safe"

Why are Dijun's fingers two? I made this up