Genshin Impact: Liyue's Strongest Thousand Rock Army

The fifteenth day of July is the Zhongyuan Festival of the Liyue people, also commonly known as the "Ghost Festival".

According to legend, on this day, the gate to the underworld will open, and the souls of the dead will return to the human world to take a look at the prosperous world and perform unfinished tasks in their lifetime.

So there is an unwritten rule, which is that you should try not to go out at night. If you have to go out, don't look back if you hear someone calling your name.

From the perspective of good luck with gods and ghosts, this means that the top of a person's head and both shoulders carry the three yang fires of the human body respectively. If one turns his head, one of them will be extinguished, thus breaking the only obstacle to ghosts and making it easy to encounter unexpected events.

However, a more realistic view is that there may be criminals who take advantage of the special occasion to commit crimes, so people should try not to go out and run away if they hear any noise.

There are two explanations, but it is hard to say which one is true and which one is false.

If it were in the world of his previous life, Su Ping would definitely believe the second possibility without hesitation. After all, he had never encountered any ghosts or gods there.

But the continent of Teyvat is obviously different from the world over there.

There are gods, fairies, and monsters in this world, so it is not difficult for people to accept the existence of ghosts, but they are generally not seen.

That night, Su Ping was packing up his stall. Although the lights were on in the street, there was no one in sight. After all, this was not a very auspicious day.

There are probably not many people who are willing to open their doors for business so late, except Su Ping.

But just when he was halfway through packing, something strange happened. A voice floated in from a distance, gentle yet urgent, as if it was about to miss something.

"Boss Su, don't pack up yet! I still need to buy something!"

Su Ping stopped what he was doing upon hearing this, but as the rumors said, he did not turn around and waited quietly for the other party to speak.

A man in black clothes appeared in the sight. It was the style of Liyue's traditional long gown with narrow cuffs. The man was also wearing a strange black hat on his head. In the middle of the hat, there was an incomprehensible hexagram embedded.

The people who dare to go out at this time and dress like this, except for those from the Wangsheng Hall, it would be difficult to find people from other organizations in Liyue.

The person in front of Su Ping was none other than the current head of the Wangsheng Hall. Needless to say, there was a reason for his coming here. After all, who wouldn't buy snacks at a snack street?

Su Ping asked calmly, "Same as before, what do you want?"

"Of course the ones we have are the best. If they are out of stock, don't force it. Just buy some that are available." The hall master smiled gently. His handsome face made people feel like they were in a spring breeze, but his outfit made people feel like they were falling into an ice cellar.

Su Ping packed up the types he had asked for and handed them to him. After the payment and goods were settled, he started to pack up his stall.

The hall master bought something and before he left, he started talking right away, as if he was about to start a long conversation, "There's still some left today!"

Su Ping had a bitter look on his face. The business had suffered a backlash in the past two days. The prosperity not long ago was gone and it would be difficult to return. In the final analysis, without a store, there would be no way to develop in the future.

The main reason for this was that a few days ago, a boss wanted to buy the name of Su Ping's stall. Since he couldn't get it, he ordered other stalls to lower their prices to compete with him.

If Su Ping lowered the price, it would certainly satisfy the other party's wishes. But if he didn't, even if his pastries were delicious, they would not be able to compete with the mid-range products next door that were nearly half the price.

After all, if the taste is not perfect, the price is also a way to please people. Besides, Su Ping is not the world's cooking god, and his cooking skills are not so perfect that people can't live without him, which is why there are surplus cakes.

After Su Ping packed up his stall, he turned around and prepared to leave. The two star snails on his left wrist had accompanied him for many years and they were still jingling loudly.

The hall master said gently, "Boss Su, these two star snails don't look new. They should be at least six years old, right?"

Su Ping didn't know why he suddenly asked this, so he nodded and said, "It has been six years. What do you think, Hall Master?"

"I can't say I have any opinion, I'm just a little curious all of a sudden." The hall master waved his hand, as if he was just speaking casually.

After Su Ping said goodbye, the hall master still did not leave. He put the cakes he bought on the stall, crossed his arms around his chest, and looked at the empty space beside him.

"Madam, I am also a parent. I understand that you are worried about your child's safety and want to do something for him, but the yin and yang are in order. The souls of the deceased can come back to ask others to fulfill their wishes and see the prosperity of the world, but they must not disrupt the original order of the living world.

If Madam insists on having her own way, I will have no choice but to offend her!"

There was no one around the hall master, but he was talking to someone, or should I say, not a person, but a spirit.

There seemed to be a reply from the other side, which made the hall master feel a little relieved, and he chatted a few more words with them.

"It's good that you understand this, Madam. But you must remember one thing. Boss Su has a strong sense of righteousness. People like you can only leave Wuwangpo on the day when the gates of hell open this year. You must not show up in front of him, otherwise... your soul will be scattered!"

"It's too much to say thank you. Wangsheng Hall is responsible for maintaining the order of yin and yang. This is my responsibility and has nothing to do with anything else."

"Well, if Madam wants to meet Boss Su in the future, you can send him a dream. If you meet in a dream, you won't be harmed by Haoran Zhengqi. But before sunrise, you must return to Wuwangpo, to that side, otherwise you will end up in a miserable state!"

"The reason for this is that when Madam returned to the abyss five years ago, she was already extremely weak, so her recovery was very slow. She was only able to return to life a few days ago this year, and will be able to return to life approximately once every three years. So you can say whatever you want to say slowly, there is still a long way to go!"

After saying that, the hall master smiled again and waved his hand, saying, "I already said no need to thank you, you are really... Go quickly, the night is already halfway through."

After saying that, the hall master picked up the cakes on the stall and walked towards home. Fortunately, there were no other people on the street, otherwise he would probably be regarded as a lunatic.

……

Outside Liyue Harbor, the moon was hidden behind the clouds, the stars were not visible, and the dirt road was dark. For those who didn't walk there often, falling a few times was considered a minor event.

Su Ping had walked this road so many times that he couldn't even remember how many times he had walked it. Even on a dark and windy night when one could hardly see one's fingers, it was not difficult for him to ensure that he would not fall.

The cool evening breeze brushed across his cheeks, and the two star conches swayed and collided with each other as he walked, making a crisp sound, tinkling, in his ears.

Suddenly, Su Ping felt something was wrong. The tip of his nose wrinkled slightly, and then he closed and opened his eyes, and he could see the truth and falsehood in everything.

Although his vision did not change, he could clearly see that there was something wrong with the surrounding environment. It was too quiet, and even the flying birds had disappeared.

And because of the blessing of righteousness, his hearing is better than that of ordinary people. In this place where you can hear a pin drop, he can hear the extremely faint breathing sound, the nearest one is less than five meters away from him.

In this situation, the only possibility is that he encountered a group of bandits stealing treasures. Otherwise, if it were monsters, they would have rushed over and eaten him up long ago, and would not have ambushed him for such a long time.

Just as Su Ping vaguely heard the sound of swords being drawn, he tensed his whole body and prepared to take a few blows and break out of the encirclement, but something strange happened again.

Those people who were lying in ambush suddenly turned around and ran away for some unknown reason, as if... they had seen a ghost.

Su Ping didn't know what was going on, but he ran away immediately. After all, who knew if they were putting on a show or not. It was more important for him to get home as soon as possible.

Su Ping ran as fast as the wind, without stopping, until he ran into the village. Then he stopped and turned around to see if anyone was chasing him.

The result, of course, was nothing. No human figures were seen, and the souls of the deceased, which were said to appear on this day, did not suddenly appear to scare him.

Everything is normal.

Shaking his head secretly, Su Ping turned around and was about to go home, but he seemed to be moved. He reached out and patted his left shoulder, but no one noticed.

He patted his right shoulder again, but still found nothing. After this commotion, Su Ping finally confirmed that there was nothing. He laughed at himself and said, "How could it be possible? If there really was something, it wouldn't be hiding from me!"

After he left, a shadow gradually emerged. Its feet were not touching the ground and its figure was floating in the air, appearing and disappearing. Its long hair fluttered and covered its face, as if it didn't want people to see it.

The shadowy figure raised one hand slightly and uttered a few strange and terrifying laughs. If anyone heard it, they would surely be horrified and shocked.

After waiting for a moment, the shadow disappeared and moved to the front of a house. Looking at this place which was almost the same as when she was alive, but relatively new, she nodded slightly.

Then, her figure disappeared again and she entered a dreamlike space, or rather a dream, except that it was pitch black and no light could be seen.

After her figure appeared, everything became very bright, as if the light was brought by her and the surrounding trees were born because of her.

"Xiaoying, I know what the words you carved here mean." A man said with a smile, facing the huge stone with the words carved on it.

The figure of a beautiful woman beside the man asked curiously, "Really? Tell me about it."

"Okay!" The man answered subconsciously, then he was stunned. He hurriedly grabbed the woman's arms, turned around and looked at her straight, unable to speak for a while.

The woman smiled a smile that was very familiar to him, like the gentle caress of a spring breeze that brought all the flowers to life, a smile that was more beautiful than any scholarly words he could not pronounce, and more beautiful than any scenery he had ever seen.

Then the woman sighed softly and said helplessly, "He woke up so quickly. I'd better go check on my son first!"

The moment the woman finished speaking, Su Yue woke up, looking at his home and his son who had just fallen asleep next to him, in a daze.

The dream of the son of the family of three was originally filled with blood, broken swords, mountains of corpses and seas of blood, but the moment the woman appeared, everything disappeared and the surroundings became nothingness.

There were two figures standing in the void, looking at each other.