Days and nights of pursuit of Dottore

After squeezing through the narrow path, the road under our feet was finally wide enough for two people to walk side by side.

Cheng Yan put his arms behind his head and walked briskly and happily.

"You are a student? Shouldn't you be studying in the classroom? Why are you running out into the wild?"

"The research of the Shenglun School is not just theoretical knowledge. The teacher said that we should connect the content of the book with reality. Otherwise, we will only talk about it on paper and will not be a qualified scholar."

The boy's occasional concern and inquiries along the way had already made Sohelei relax her guard and she was not at all prepared against Cheng Yan.

After answering Cheng Yan's questions honestly, there was a moment of silence between the two.

Sohelei took a deep breath and said, "You just said that you are from Liyue. Do you study in the 'classroom' you mentioned in Liyue?"

Chatting with people around her made Sohlei feel very happy and she couldn't help but take the initiative to find topics to talk about.

"Uh..." Of course not. The "classroom" he was talking about was something from his previous world.

"No, I also read it in a book. I never went to school in Liyue and I don't have a teacher... But I do have a master."

Thinking of Gui Zhong, Cheng Yan's eyes immediately curved with happiness, and he couldn't hide the pride on his face.

Sohelei was stunned, distracted by the boy's beautiful face, "You, your master must be very good to you."

"That's right! Master is the best person to me in this world!"

Cheng Yan nodded confidently. His past experiences had never allowed him to say anything with certainty, but when it came to Guizhong, the important hub that tied him to this place, the love and sense of security that Guizhong gave him made Cheng Yan confident to say so.

"So, are your studies usually taught by your master?"

Cheng Yan nodded, "Most of them are. Master is a mechanical wizard, the most powerful mechanical wizard in the world!"

Cheng Yan pointed his finger firmly and looked into Sohelei's eyes to emphasize it again.

As if she had finally found a topic to talk about with the boy, Sohelei's eyes lit up, "There is a school in the Order Academy whose research scope includes mechanical engineering. You will definitely be able to talk to the students there."

Isn’t classmate Zandik from the Miaolun School? She will take Cheng Yan to meet him later.

The face of the person with sky-blue curly hair appeared in her mind, and Sohlei's heart beat slightly faster.

She actually had some feelings for classmate Zandik, but the Shenglun School and the Miaolun School were really incompatible, and classmate Zandik didn't like to communicate with others very much, so the faint feelings in her heart could never be expressed.

Now she actually had this feeling towards the young man she met for the first time...Sohlei couldn't help but condemn her fickle mind in her heart.

Cheng Yan had no idea what Sohelei was thinking. The two of them had already walked to the edge of a pool of light green water, and Cheng Yan raised his hand and pointed.

"Is this what you're looking for?"

"Ah, um... um."

The boy's voice woke Sohlei up from her dream of being surrounded by two handsome men. With a red face, she hurriedly took out the bottle and put it into the water.

Before he could take a closer look to find the tiny crustacean, the bottle slipped out of his hands due to his panic and trembling hands.

"Ah." Sohelei cried softly, watching the bottle drifting farther and farther away with the current.

The area of ​​water was not large, but it was deep and fast. In the blink of an eye, the bottle was washed far away.

Sohelei raised her head abruptly to look at Cheng Yan. She no longer considered whether she could catch more of the creature. She was a little worried that the boy in front of her would have a bad impression of her because of her clumsiness.

The boy didn't look at himself. His dark pupils were fixed on the inconspicuous bottle in the middle of the water, and his thin red lips moved slightly.

"Zhu Feng, go."

When Sohelei was puzzled, she saw a golden long sword appear from behind the young man and rushed into the water at lightning speed. The blade cut through the air, and the extraordinary momentum of the sword could be felt even from a distance.

"Ding——" A crisp collision sound was heard for a moment, and the golden long sword quickly returned. A confident smile appeared on Cheng Yan's lips. When he was about to show off, the bottle... fragments on the sword were revealed.

Cheng Yan choked and closed his eyes tightly. Fortunately, he hadn't said anything to show off, otherwise he would have been very embarrassed.

"Sorry for breaking your bottle."

Cheng Yan touched his nose, lowered his head and did not dare to look into Sohelei's eyes.

Sohelei immediately waved her hands, "No, no, I didn't hold it firmly in the first place. Thank you for getting it back for me."

"Well, I fished it out, but if I hadn't fished it out, it probably wouldn't have broken."

He overestimated the power of the knife. How could a hard knife be used to do the delicate work of fishing out bottles?

The golden sword returned, seemingly unaware of what it had just done, and circled in front of Cheng Yan, which was exactly how Zhuo Feng usually behaved to seek credit.

Cheng Yan tapped the blade twice gently to wipe off the water stains on Zhuo Feng's blade.

Thinking back to how Zhuofeng behaved when Lord Emperor had just given him the sword, he tortured himself by changing temperature all day long. At that time, he was indeed not worthy of being the owner of the sword. But looking at the situation now, Cheng Yan should be satisfied.

Just as he was about to put away the chopping knife, he heard Sohlei's surprised question.

"This knife...can it understand what you say?"

Cheng Yan looked at Suohlei, then at Zhuofeng, "You mean Zhuofeng? It should... not understand, but it can sense what I want it to do."

"Isn't this even more magical? What did you use to make it obey you? Is there any core on the knife?"

Cheng Yan shook his head in confusion. How could he know that Zhuo Feng was already very smart when Lord Emperor gave him this sword.

"You just said that you are from Liyue. Could it be that... you are a fairy from Liyue?"

Only immortals can possess such power. Sohele had read in a book that during the Demon-God War, the Rock King led a group of immortals to quell the chaos in the entire Liyue at the fastest speed and with the least casualties, and took the throne of power with irresistible momentum.

"Of course not, I'm just an ordinary person."

It’s just that he is very familiar with the immortals in Liyue.

Thinking of this, Cheng Yan couldn't help but think about Gui Zhong again. Master should be with Aunt Liu Yun now. He hoped that Master could be happy every day when he was not in Liyue.

Liyue, Aozang Mountain.

Master Liuyun Jiefeng sat on the edge of the bed with his arms folded, glancing sideways at Guizhong who was sleeping uneasily with his eyes closed.

Not long after falling asleep, Gui Zhong frowned, "Xiao Yan..."

"......Alas." Master Liuyun Jiefeng sighed lightly and reached out to tuck the corner of the quilt for Gui Zhong.

"You are so reluctant to let him go, but you still want to..." Hesitantly, True Lord Liuyun Jiefeng thought of how Cheng Yan was always well-behaved and filial in front of Gui Zhong, and how he looked so pitiful when he was reluctant to leave Liyue.

"You are really asking for trouble. One of you is reluctant to leave, and the other is reluctant to let your disciple go. This has caused me to not be able to sleep well."

As soon as Cheng Yan left, Gui Zhong didn't want to go to Guiliyuan at night and squeeze in with him. It was fine during the day, but at night, all kinds of strange fantasies would pop up in Gui Zhong's mind.

"I wonder if Xiaoyan will cry alone at night."

"...He is not a three-year-old child. Besides, doesn't he usually sleep alone in Guiliyuan?" Liu Yun frowned.

"What if Xiaoyan can't eat well when she's out alone?"

"...He will only get better if he eats less of your cooking. Only Cheng Yan can swallow your dark cuisine."

"Why hasn't Xiaoyan sent me a letter yet? Did something happen to him in Xumi?" Gui Zhong said with a worried tone.

"...Don't worry, I stuffed a lot of weapons into his storage bracelet, so he can kill the enemy by throwing them randomly."

But...you little Cheng Yan, when will you remember to send a letter to your beloved master!

Liu Yun cursed in his heart and swore that he would scold Cheng Yan severely if he saw him again.