Genshin Impact: Liyue's Strongest Thousand Rock Army

"I dare not" was Su Ping's answer, but it was definitely not an answer that Ningguang was satisfied with, because it was too ambiguous to judge.

Ningguang's eyes were filled with affection. She pursed her lips and said in a deep voice, "If you like it, you like it. If you don't like it, you don't like it. Don't talk about other things. It has nothing to do with this!

Do you think I would believe that fate can bring death to those around me?"

Su Ping looked at his nose and his heart. He could only see a small piece of land in front of him and the woman's toes. He said in a trembling voice: "Whether you believe it or not, I have lived like this since I was a child...

Ningguang, you are a very good woman and I like you, but before that, can you give me some time to try to change my fate?

I don’t want to lose someone important again after getting them!”

Ningguang smiled slightly, her beauty surpassing the flowers under the scorching sun and the lanterns under the moonlight. She was so beautiful that it was beyond description. She said slowly, "Why didn't you say it earlier? Why did you make me test you so many times?"

It was obvious that she didn't hear anything except the word "I like you". Come to think of it, when someone suddenly said that you have a bad fate, it just sounded like a made-up reason for rejection.

Su Ping looked up and saw that she was still smiling. He advised her earnestly, "What I said is true. Don't act so nonchalant!"

"I know, there is always a way. As the saying goes, there is always a way when you reach the mountain, and you can always find a way when you reach the bridge. I believe in you. If it doesn't work, we can find a solution together." Ningguang crossed her arms and smiled.

"If you like someone, you don't need to think about other things. Anyway, I have decided that you are the only one I can have in my life, so... little brother, for our future happy life, let's work hard together?"

Su Ping hesitated to speak. Looking at the other person's face, he wanted to refuse but was unwilling to do so. He could only accept the suggestion, "Okay, I'll go and take a look tomorrow."

“Remember, don’t be fooled by some charlatans.” Ningguang warned with a concerned look on her face.

Su Ping raised his eyebrows and said, "Am I really that stupid in your eyes?"

"It depends on the situation. Sometimes I can be smart, sometimes I can be stupid. The needs are different. Everything is fine!"

"It sounds like I'm losing my mind."

"No? When a girl confessed her love to you, you acted like you were drunk and said things that could be misunderstood. If I didn't know you better, I would have turned around and left!"

"If you don't understand, you probably won't confess, right?"

"That's not necessarily true. Things are different now than they used to be. If someone falls in love with someone on the street, they can express their love right away... But you're obviously younger than me, so why are you the one who talks less?"

"I...I don't know what to say!"

Ningguang was stunned for a moment, and then her smile widened, she couldn't even straighten her back because of laughing. If the shop wasn't well soundproofed, no one would have been able to sleep well.

This is the fact. Su Ping, who has lived two lives and is very eloquent when it comes to business, doesn't know where to start.

His heart was beating very fast, pounding as if it was going to jump out of his body and dance wildly in the world, but he was not nervous. Instead, he was happy and joyful, and laughed continuously.

The night is almost over, and before I know it, it is time to get up as usual.

Su Ping stood up from the tea table and said slowly, "I'll go get ready and leave."

"Drive slowly." Ningguang watched him leave. After making sure that she could no longer see him, she heaved a sigh of relief and chuckled with her hands covering her mouth.

She breathed a sigh of relief because she was also extremely restless inside, and she laughed because the other party was a younger brother after all, and his feelings were more obvious than hers.

Then Su Ping went out and took his gun to Tianheng Mountain.

The cool mountain breeze calmed his heart a little. He stood in his usual position, facing the vast sky and earth, the boundless ocean, and began the day's training.

But every time he handed over the gun, he was hesitant and could not express its true swiftness and sharpness, and it was not even as good as the first day of shooting practice.

Su Ping wanted to control it, but found that he was helpless. No matter how he adjusted it, the gun in his hand could no longer deliver a decent parry.

"It seems that I should find a master first, and then practice."

Su Ping put away his Baotou gun, turned around and left. When he turned his back to the vast world, the sun had not yet risen completely, so the purple-haired girl was not there yet.

Outside Yujing Terrace, at the very edge of the flower bed.

The small tea stall remained the same, with a few teapots, a few teacups, a bell, a can of tea leaves, and an old woman lying on a recliner, that was all.

Grandma Ping was lying on this chair, which had also been used for who knows how many years, with her back to the bustling Liyue Harbor and facing the busy road.

A young man came hurriedly, looking worried but determined, as if he had made up his mind to get things done.

"Disciple, what's the matter?"

"Disciple has a question that needs to be answered by Master." Su Ping squatted beside the recliner, moved a little closer, and spoke in a low voice.

"Some people say that I am destined to die. I will definitely kill the people around me and then die alone. Master, do you have any solution to this problem?"

Grandma Ping didn't say anything. She opened her squinting eyes, full of vicissitudes but kindness. She looked at her disciple quietly, as if she was thinking.

Su Ping did not say anything, but waited silently. His palms were sweaty enough that he could almost use them to wash his face.

Faced with this moment, it would be self-deception to say that you are not nervous. After all, it concerns the life and death of people around you, as well as your own future. How can you not be nervous?

"Kesheng will hug me to death." Grandma Ping uttered the words one by one, then slowly sat up and said lightly: "It is said that you, my disciple, are a person with such a fate. You do have some ability, but he is only half right.

Although your fate is that of loneliness, you are also unyielding and tenacious, and you can survive in desperate situations. So your fate should be that you can overcome life and embrace death, and you cannot stand up without breaking!"

Su Ping listened to the explanation and asked in a trembling voice: "In other words, there is still room for maneuver?"

"Yes, think about it carefully. Have you ever experienced good and bad things? Are they inseparable?" Granny Ping explained, "Because of this, there is no creation without destruction. So after every hardship, your situation will improve."

Su Ping asked again: "Then Master, do you have any way to remove the curse in my fate so that it will no longer affect the people around me?"

"I can't do it." Grandma Ping shook her head and sighed slightly.

Su Ping's expression dimmed, but he was so obsessed with beauty that he didn't want to stop there. He asked, "Master, is there really no way to solve it?"

"It's impossible. The influence of fate on a person and the people around him is something that even immortals cannot directly interfere with. The most we can do is to lock up the person's life with a red rope, and from then on, we can live in seclusion in the mountains and forests and not care about worldly affairs to avoid unnecessary troubles!"

Grandma Ping's words exploded in Su Ping's mind like thunder, almost causing him to fall to the ground. He looked unwilling but helpless.

Even the immortals could not interfere, so he could only escape. How could a mortal like him who had just started practicing do it?

All the tragedies that had happened around him since he was a child appeared in Su Ping's mind at this moment, causing him to struggle in pain and unable to extricate himself.

It killed my parents, Uncle Zhang, and Jiang Lao's family. It destroyed the entire village, leaving everyone homeless...

No matter what happened, big or small, Su Ping felt that he might have caused the tragedy, and he never thought about the connection between them because he couldn't do it.

"Everything is because of me. Am I a...disaster star?" Su Ping's face was as pale as paper, and his squatting body was stiff and motionless.

In just a short moment, he thought about his future path and ran into the mountains alone, becoming an unknown hermit, never to come out again in this life to harm others.

As for those who might come looking for him, he planned to ask his master to help resist them and protect them.

"Master..."

"Why, are you so shocked?"

Before Su Ping could tell her what he wanted, Granny Ping spoke first in a gentle voice.

"Don't think too much, you are a good child, and no one can change your fate, but you must not regard yourself as a disaster in your heart!

Let me be frank with you. Your destiny is at a critical period of changing its trajectory. This kind of thing only happens once in a thousand years. It is a great opportunity that only one in ten thousand people can encounter.

If the fate trajectory is changed successfully, then the original effect will also change accordingly, and the fate of restraining life and holding death will become some other unknown fate, so you must seize the opportunity and make a good change! "

“Change…” Su Ping murmured, and a new light appeared in his gloomy expression, as if the broken rocks turned into dust and became the soil for new flower seeds to take root.

"Can we change our fate just by changing it?"

Grandma Ping thought for a moment and said affirmatively, "That's true."

Su Ping was overjoyed. He hadn't experienced such a life full of twists and turns for a long time. He just hoped that he would never have to experience it again in the future because it was really tiring.

As long as he makes a change, his fate will also change. Since he is no longer in danger of death, of course everything will be fine. He can also hug the people he cares about, and everything will remain unchanged forever.

The young man is gone. When he came, I was sad and at a loss. When he left, I was happy and at a loss. There have been changes, but not much and difficult to measure.

Over at the small tea stall, Grandma Ping was alone and lay down again.

"Is there really a fate in this world that can be changed?"

Before seeing the person, you can hear his voice first. This is the immortal power that only exists between immortals.

Grandma Ping didn't say anything, but her voice was transmitted, affirmative and confident.

"Fate is unpredictable, and immortals cannot predict it accurately. There may be many things we don't know, but I see clearly that Su Ping's fate can be changed.

I believe in my disciple and believe he can make a difference."

The immortal spirit in the Chen Ge pot did not send a message again, but secretly sighed: "That child's drive and perseverance are really similar to you, and also to them..."

The immortals were feeling extremely emotional that they could change their fate, but the young man, who did not ask how to change it, strode back to the grocery store.

He doesn't know how to change it, but he knows how to change it.