Genshin Impact: Liyue's Strongest Thousand Rock Army

The wind and rain are raging outside the window, and the lights are on inside the house.

At home, unless he was chatting with his father, the boy would always sit at the desk, opening a new letter from another country and reading it leisurely.

These two boys and girls, who met each other in childhood, have been communicating since they exchanged letters at the end of last year.

After Su Ping replied at the end of last year, it was already the end of April when he received another envelope. This was not the other party's fault, but because he was still preparing for the exam at that time and could not be disturbed by any information from the outside world.

It doesn't matter if the reply is slow, as long as it is useful information. At least Su Ping saw hope in that letter.

"There are indeed many priests in the church. They seem to know a magical method that can heal people's injuries. I wonder if it will be useful for my uncle's condition."

When Su Ping saw this, he couldn't sleep the whole night.

Yes, Mond has such magical healing techniques. Why didn’t he learn more about it when he went to Mond before? If possible... but there is no if.

Once you have a goal, do your best to achieve it, exert all your strength for it, cut through all obstacles and move forward courageously.

In the days that followed, Su Ping and Rosalia kept exchanging letters. People in Liyue said that writing is like seeing the person, and the former felt that they were just chatting.

It’s just that this “day” chat is a bit troublesome. I need to remember what I asked last time, then look at the other party’s answer, and then express my own opinion on the other party’s answer. It is troublesome, but also very interesting.

Both of them seemed to enjoy it and became pen pals.

If the correspondence between the two were woven into a meeting where they talked about everything, the scene would surely be very harmonious.

"I'm sorry, I was preparing for an exam some time ago, and it was a closed-door exam, so I didn't receive the letter."

"It's okay. It's raining a lot in Liyue recently. How's the weather in Mondstadt?"

"It's pretty good. It's like spring all year round, with warm sunshine."

"You've even used idioms. That seems to be really good."

"You taught me."

“Did I teach this?”

"No teaching is better than education. If I hadn't met you at that time, I would not be interested in those books full of nonsense."

"From what you said, it seems like I did something remarkable!"

"It's amazing. You've taught a little thief who only knows how to survive and have enough food to be like this. You're a great teacher."

"Don't call me that. It depends on the person. A person with a kind nature will consider other factors no matter how evil he is. The saying 'a child cannot be taught' has this explanation."

"I see. By the way, I've read your book. The little boy in it is... so miserable."

"Is it miserable? At least he has someone willing to help him, and he can make so much money on his own, so it's not bad!"

"Anyway... after watching it, I felt a little slow and depressed."

"That means you paid attention to it, thank you."

"Thank me. Shouldn't I be the one thanking you? For letting me see this great book."

"Of course I am the one thanking you. No matter how good a book is, if no one reads it, it is just a piece of paper to support the table. But if someone reads it and someone can empathize with it, it will be very different."

"Is this what they call, judging a person by his books?"

"Yes, accompany the characters in the book and go through their lives. Maybe when you flip the page, they keep changing. Maybe the book is different from reality, but isn't this the meaning of the book's existence?"

That night, a woman with long burgundy hair climbed up to the roof of the church in Mondstadt, holding a book that had just been sent from Liyue.

Although she looked no more than thirteen or fourteen years old, she had a good figure, with a proud figure, long legs, and round waist, which made her look more mature than her actual age.

Sitting on the top floor of the church, the view before her eyes was the entire city of Mondstadt. In the moonlight, she opened the book in her arms, whispering softly, and drifting away in the evening breeze.

"'If I Could Start Over Again'? It's similar to the title of the previous book. I wonder if the content will still involve so many... knives?"

Rosaria was still a little unfamiliar with this new word that also came from Liyue, but using "knife" to summarize those tragic plots was the most appropriate.

"Well, it's begun."

Rosalia opened the first page and read even the introduction and the author's biography, word for word, with great interest.

"My father was pacing anxiously beside the wheat field. There were unusual noises in the house and a woman's cry..."

After each page she finished reading, she would gently hold it with her slender fingers and then turn to the next page. Her movements were very gentle, as if the book was rare in the world.

She is not only like this to this book, but also to all books. She truly practices the principle that books are the golden house and books are the beautiful jade.

"Rosalia! Why are you climbing up there again? Come down quickly!" A nun standing by the wall shouted anxiously.

As for why she could see Rosalia high up on the top floor, it was because the latter was sitting on the edge with her pair of long white legs dangling in the air like willows swaying in the wind.

"Here we go again." Rosalia rolled her eyes. She just wanted to read a book, why was there so much trouble?

Seeing that this guy who always climbed up without caring about his safety showed no sign of moving, the nun below shouted again: "You don't have to come down, but if Mother Victoria finds out, your assessment results this year will be invalid!"

Rosalia didn't say anything, she just hid the book in her arms, then turned over, and nimbly moved back and forth in the corners of the church, and soon landed safely.

Although the nuns on earth had seen that process many times, they still found it shocking and kept repeating: "Be careful" and "Or I'll go get a ladder or something."

She didn't breathe a sigh of relief until Rosalia finally landed.

"You really are such a fool. I tell you every time not to do such dangerous things, but you just don't listen!"

"I know, I know." Rosalia answered nonchalantly.

If she hadn't been afraid that not coming down would result in retaking the exam, which would delay her for another year, she wouldn't have come down so obediently.

The girl's mind gradually left Mondstadt and drifted far away. As for the peer who could be considered her teacher, apart from the admiration she had only gained in recent years, she was just curious.

I am curious about how a person of similar age to me can see so many things clearly and have reasonable solutions.

She was curious, very curious...

Liyue Harbor, snack street, at Su Ping's stall.

"Sister Ganyu, you didn't come until nearly midnight today. Will you have to work overtime tomorrow?"

Su Ping sat on a table behind the stall. Opposite him was the blue-haired beauty Gan Yu, whose beauty was as beautiful as the moon and whose temperament was gentle.

In response to the boy's half-teasing, half-inquiring words, Gan Yu smiled faintly and said, "No, I just finished my work a little faster today and I still have some time to rest, so I wanted to go out for a walk.

I just happened to miss your dim sum, so I came over and brought some back for later."

Su Ping nodded and asked, "What would you like, sir?"

Gan Yu looked at the dazzling array of snacks on the stall, touched her flat belly, and said with a pursed mouth, "Give me two boxes of jujube paste cakes, two boxes of osmanthus cakes, and two boxes of peach blossom cakes."

"Okay, I'll be there soon." Su Ping was about to get up to pack his things. After all, the other party didn't have much time. If he could stay for a while, he should leave soon. That's why he seemed a little anxious.

Unexpectedly, Ganyu stopped him and explained, "Don't worry, I'm really resting tonight. You don't need to go back too soon."

"Okay then." Su Ping sat down, his eyes flashed, and he saw the two curved horns on the other person's head, and he was stunned.

Ganyu's perception was so sharp, not to mention that those were the two horns that she valued the most. Now that she was being stared at like this, it was impossible for her to say that she didn't feel uncomfortable.

Even if it was any other mortal woman, if she was stared at like this by a man, she would probably act in a similar way. If she didn't shout "there's a hooligan" on the spot, she would be magnanimous, but she wouldn't blush and act coquettishly.

As if realizing that he had lost his composure, Su Ping retracted his gaze and bowed his head, saying, "I'm sorry, Sister Ganyu, I was so absorbed in thinking about something just now that I didn't pay attention!"

"No, it's okay." Gan Yu smiled calmly. She believed that the child did not do it on purpose. After all, she had seen his performance over the past few years.

Then, Ganyu saw Su Ping raise his head, his eyes burning and warm, and he said solemnly: "Sister Ganyu, can I ask you for a favor?"

It was a plea, not a request. However, Ganyu was not in the mood to think about the sudden change in wording. Instead, her mind was filled with the thought, "Is he going to touch my horns?"

Gan Yu did not answer immediately, but looked embarrassed, which made Su Ping a little uneasy. After all, whether the other party agreed or not might affect the subsequent development.

After a long time, when most of the customers on the street had left, Gan Yu finally came to his senses and couldn't help but laugh at himself: "What am I thinking? He is still a child, how could he have such thoughts? It's really wrong."

After mumbling to herself for a while, Gan Yu looked at the boy opposite her and asked, "Tell me first, what's the matter?"

"I want to become a disciple of the immortal." Su Ping lowered his voice, trying not to be heard by others.

Gan Yu was stunned for a moment, then her face became serious, "Why?"

"I want to learn some methods that can really save my life. Otherwise, I will always feel uneasy and unsettled."

"But the cultivation of an immortal is very hard and tiring. Don't you still need to run this stall?"

"Then I'll trouble Sister Ganyu to help me find out if there are any immortals in Liyue Harbor, so that I don't have to travel too far every day."

Ganyu was silent for a long time before she said, "I can try, but there is no guarantee that the Immortal will accept you."

"Thank you, Sister Ganyu. It's better to give it a try than to try nothing at all." Su Ping said with a smile.

"That's true, but why did you come to me?"

"Isn't Sister Ganyu also an immortal? The one who is close to the water is the first to see the moon. Please take the trouble to tell the immortals about me!"

"Well, but if you want to learn how to save your life, that is, the magic, why don't you come to me directly?"

"You still have a lot of work to do. How dare I cause you more trouble? I can't do that."

Gan Yu smiled faintly and said, "I understand. I will try my best to help you."