Original God: The Eternal Lord of Bliss

The four fairies and one demon god began to boil water and make tea, and Zhu Yuncheng left with their permission and took little Ganyu to travel around in Chenyu Valley.

Now it is the autumn harvest season in Chenyu Valley. There are basically not many people in the city, and everyone is harvesting grain and tea.

That's right, the tea picking in Chenyu Valley is just like picking grains, which takes place in autumn. It is recorded that summer tea tastes bitter, and summer tea is astringent. If you want to taste good, you need Autumn White Dew. The Autumn White Dew here refers to autumn tea.

Before we knew it, it was afternoon and the sun was setting in the west. The town at the foot of the mountain under the setting sun was quite wonderful.

Admiring the scenery, Zhu Yuncheng couldn't help but sigh. This place is good, but in the past 30 years, why haven't the people of Chenyu Valley learned their advanced culture at all? It seems that those who come here to trade are just trading, and they don't change the business of Guili at all, and bring back these excellent policies of more births?

Hearing footsteps behind him, Zhu Yuncheng turned around and saw a gray-haired old couple walking towards them holding hands. Both old people had kind smiles on their faces and were whispering something as they passed by Zhu Yuncheng.

The moment he saw the two men, little Ganyu in his arms seemed to have sensed something. As soon as he opened his mouth, Zhu Yuncheng blocked its mouth with licorice he had picked. Only after the two old men walked away did Zhu Yuncheng let little Ganyu speak.

"Mom." Little Ganyu said, "Why did she become like this?"

The older woman from the couple who just passed by Zhu Yuncheng was Gan Yu's mother, Gan Xin.

After she entrusted Ganyu to Master Liuyun, she would visit Ganyu every once in a while for the first twenty years. However, in the past ten years, she came less and less frequently to see Ganyu, and in the past year she had not come at all, until today.

Zhu Yuncheng gently stroked Gan Yu's little head. He naturally knew the reason. Gan Xin's husband was just an ordinary human being. As a human being, he would have the day of birth, aging, sickness and death. In order to prevent her husband from feeling that she was extraordinary, Gan Xin changed her appearance and grew old with her husband.

As they get older, their children will take better care of the two elderly people. If Gan Xin continues to disappear at any time like before, the children will notice that something is wrong.

So Gan Xin planned to wait until her husband died of old age, fake her own death and escape before coming back to find Gan Yu.

Another point is that thirty years is a long time for humans, but to the immortal Qilin clan, it is just a blink of an eye.

The only thing that surprised Zhu Yuncheng was that Gan Xin’s husband was not from Guili, but from Chen Yugu.

However, this was still too difficult for little Ganyu to understand, so Zhu Yuncheng just comforted her: "Ganyu, it's okay, in a few years, your mother will come to find you."

"Oh." Little Ganyu nodded, not quite understanding.

Seeing that Xiao Ganyu was not sad, Zhu Yuncheng breathed a sigh of relief and took Xiao Ganyu towards the direction of Chizhang City.

In the small town at the foot of the mountain, the two old people returned to their courtyard to rest. Their children had not returned yet.

"Sister, that young man just now seemed to know you." Gan Xin's husband said gently, holding his wife's hand.

Gan Xin shook his head: "He is a young man, how could he possibly know me?"

"Haha." The old man laughed softly, then leaned against the wall, letting the autumn sun shine on him. He lowered his head to look at his hands covered with age spots, and sighed, "Sister, I'm old."

"Look at what you said. We are old." Gan Xin said this while leaning on her husband's arms.

"No, you are not old." The old man said, "Sister, you have been with me for so many years, why do you still hide some things from me?"

Gan Xin panicked for no reason and forced a smile, "Peng Yi, I don't understand what you are saying."

The old man held Gan Xin's hand tightly and said, "Have you forgotten? I once went to Guili with a caravan. I met the Human King that time and described him to you. The Human King was very tall, wearing a yellow robe embroidered with various patterns. His eyes were frighteningly cold. Even though he was far away at the time, he still felt the oppressive force from the Human King."

Gan Xin stared at her husband in a daze. The latter said, "When we passed by that young man just now, I clearly felt that he exuded the same aura that I felt from King Guili back then. That person was King Guili."

Gan Xin was a little puzzled: "Peng Yi, since you recognized the Human King, why did you ask me to keep it a secret from you?"

The old man looked at his wife, his lifeless eyes now frighteningly bright. He said, "This is where the problem lies. He is obviously the King Guili, but why do I feel a familiar aura from him? This aura makes me throb, just like when I was facing a newborn baby."

Gan Xin fell silent. Her husband had obviously misunderstood. He mistakenly thought that King Gui Li Ren was her child before they got married.

And since he was able to give birth to an immortal human king like Xia Guili Renwang, he must not be human.

Gan Xin could only smile bitterly when he thought of this. Peng Yi guessed right that he was indeed not a human being, but that was the only thing. The reason why he felt familiar was not Zhu Yuncheng, but Gan Yu in Zhu Yuncheng's arms.

"Am I right?" Peng Yi looked at Gan Xin expectantly.

After much hesitation, Gan Xin realized that he could no longer hide it, so he told the truth, including his own background.

The old man's eyes widened, obviously shocked, but he soon calmed down: "So that's how it is, the Qilin clan."

Gan Xin looked at her husband at a loss, not knowing how he would face her.

"That's great." The old man looked up at the blue sky. "My wife is actually a Qilin. If I tell others, who would believe it?"

Gan Xin held her husband's hand in return: "Now that you know my identity, do you need me to do anything for you?"

"No need." The old man looked at his wife with a gentle smile on his face. "Perhaps when I knew your true identity more than ten years ago, I would ask you to find a way to make me live longer, but now, I am very satisfied to spend my life with you. Let's just let it go naturally. Living too long is not necessarily a good thing."

Gan Xin burst into tears and was speechless for a moment. She could only throw herself into her husband's arms and hug him tightly.

The old man also opened his arms and hugged his wife. He had been doing this for thirty years, even his entire life.

"Go see your daughter." After the two hugged each other for a long time, the old man patted Gan Xin's shoulder and said, "It's getting late now. After you see her, we will go home."

Gan Xin raised her head and said, "Why don't you come with me to see him?"

The old man shook his head and said, "When I saw those old friends passed away, their children cried very sadly. I don't want that to happen to my daughter."

Gan Xin listened and just shed tears. She liked her husband's gentle and considerate character, but when she heard his words at this moment, she just felt sad.

"Go ahead, let me sit for a while." The old man urged softly. Gan Xin nodded slightly, got up and left.

The old man sat leisurely on the bench, basking in the sun and falling asleep quietly.