Yuanshin: Forces come true system

Qu Xiangbang leaned over excitedly, and saw... a child with horns emerged from the broken eggshell?

The child's hair is black, with a little light brown at the end. He crawled out of the eggshell, not human legs, but similar to a snake but not a snake, with a little auspicious cloud on the tail.

Qu Xiangbang's eyes widened suddenly, the child's tail and horns gave Qu Xiangbang a very familiar feeling, very much like...a dragon?

Dragon is the belief of the Chinese nation, how could Qu Xiangbang not be excited when he saw such a child.

The child stared at the top of the stone wall for a while, then suddenly raised his hand, a golden light flew out from his palm, and lightly landed on the child's dragon tail.

Bathed in golden light, the dragon's tail gradually transformed into human legs. Although the child had no clothes when the shell first broke out, the moment it turned into human legs, a dark brown ancient costume was put on the child. .

Beautiful, exquisite, looks like a doll, and his appearance is familiar to Qu Xiangbang.

Isn't this...the controller of Liyue?

Qu Xiangbang finally remembered, he hurriedly looked up and down, and the result was that the more he looked, the more he looked like him.

Qu Xiangbang: ...

Did he go straight to the childhood of a god?

The child raised his hand again, and his palm was once again filled with golden light. The stone wall in front of him quickly separated as if he had sensed something, and an upward passage appeared.

"I can finally go out." Qu Xiangbang said with emotion, he followed the child, watching the child walk from staggering against the wall to standing and walking very smoothly, the god's learning ability is really strong.

But when this child grows up, he will be the ruler of a country. Maybe he wants to establish a country now?Is that what... Destiny's?

But it was beyond Qu Xiangbang's expectation. From childhood to youth, the period of time was unexpectedly long. The child never went out in the mountains. He just sat on the boulder and looked at the sun in the sky every day. No hair, every day.

There is no time in the mountains. At the beginning, Qu Xiangbang still counted the time by the sun rising and the moon setting, but after a long time, he didn't bother to count. He didn't remember whether it was hundreds of years or thousands of years. He only knew that he had been here all the time. You can't leave the surroundings of children.

The long time together also let Qu Xiangbang know his name.

—Morax.

The clothes on the young man grew bigger as he grew up. Morax stood facing the morning sun, the wind gently blowing the hem of his clothes, the scattered long hair added a touch of fairy to the young man, his handsome face showed no expression .

Qu Xiangbang felt that the Morax in front of her was very different from the Morax she had seen before. The divinity of the man in front of her was incomparable to the one she saw later. There was no need to know his identity at all, as long as he saw him , would never consider him a human being.

And that's what other people know too.

Just like now, the refugees who fled here.

Their clothes were ragged, their faces were yellow and thin, and they came to the mountain forest with a wooden stick supporting each other, hoping to find a resting place.

The refugees fell to their knees at the sight of Morax.

The leaders were cautious. This was the only place they found without the infestation of demon gods after searching for a long time. If it was not necessary, they would not give up here.

In troubled times, living is extremely difficult, who cares about other things?

Qu Xiangbang was stunned when he saw them.

He has been living with Morax in the mountains and forests from the very beginning, and has never been out at all, but looking at the huge number of refugees and their faces behind him, Qu Xiangbang can't imagine how chaotic Teyvat is now.

"...Master Demon God, I don't know, I wonder if you can let me live here? We will treat you as king, as long as, just a little bit." The refugees put their stance very low, they This is a broken-down person who was infested by the demon god. The refugees have very few demands, they just ask for a shelter, and they just want to live.

Morax just looked at the rising sun quietly, the golden sunlight sprinkled on the young man and gilded the young man with a layer of gold.

After a long time, he looked at the ragged refugee: "I am not the owner of this place."

The refugees became excited in an instant, and the Demon God didn't directly refuse, it was equivalent to agreeing.

They built houses near the rocks of Morax, reclaimed the farmland, and started to take root here. Morax didn't disturb them, but just sat on the boulder and looked at the sky year after year.

"So, what are you looking at?" Qu Xiangbang couldn't leave, he sighed, he had watched the sunrise and sunset with Morax for so long, no matter what he was tired of.

The people who turned from refugees to farmers respected Morax who gave them a place to live. They built statues and shrines for Morax and enshrined him.

***

"Brother Demon God..." A girl who was only eight or nine years old hid behind a big tree, only showing a pair of eyes to look at Morax.

Morax turned his head slightly, and there was no emotion in his golden and platinum eyes, calm and indifferent, like a lake of stagnant water without waves.

The girl flinched, but remembering the conversation she heard from her parents before sneaking out, she mustered up the courage to walk out of the big tree and walk up to Morax step by step.

"Brother, I... I am very grateful that you can keep us... So, so this is for you..." The girl stretched out the hand that had been behind her back When it came out, there were only a few yellow wild flowers and a steamed bun inside.

Looking at the things she offered to the Demon God, the girl also knew that she was a bit shabby, and hurriedly added: "I, I will go to the mountains to find wild fruits... This is my lunch, I have no food for now. you."

Morax looked at the cold steamed bun and the joke in the girl's sweaty hand, and after a moment of silence, he raised his hand and took the flower from the girl's hand.

The hand of the god is very warm, like the sun.

This is the first time that Morax's human offerings were made. His golden and platinum pupils looked quietly at the shy girl who lowered her head and said, "I accept your offering. What do you want?"

After a moment of hesitation, the girl knelt down: "I, I want you to be our king...I will find more food and give it to you first..."

Before the girl could finish speaking, Morax interrupted the girl.

"What you ask, I grant."