Genshin Impact: Liyue's Strongest Thousand Rock Army

On the fifteenth day of the seventh month of the next year, Su Ping went to bed early without writing or meditating, because he had to see his family.

This day of this year was also a little different from the usual meetings between the two.

In the void, the young man stood upright, and opposite him, a middle-aged man with a slightly hunched back and a woman with her face covered by blank space came side by side.

Su Ping stood five or six steps away from them, with his arms open as if he was hugging them. Because of his righteous spirit, no evil spirits could get close to him.

This was also the case in dreams. Su Ping had known the reason three years ago.

Looking at each other from a distance, Su Ping shouted, "Dad, Mom, I will join the Qianyan Army this year!"

He was talking about entry, not anything else, because as a disciple of the immortal family, he did not think that he could lose to others in terms of martial arts.

"That's great. Remember to show that military uniform to Dad when the time comes!" Su Yue smiled happily. He was happy when he thought of his son wearing a military uniform.

Li Ying didn't care about these things and turned the topic to her daughter-in-law, "Ping'er, how are you doing with the girl you like?"

"It's still the same. We have a good relationship, just like mom and dad." Su Ping thought of the white-haired woman, and the tenderness in his eyes became even stronger.

Li Ying gave him a thumbs up, "Okay, son, you are awesome. You must treat me well in the future and not have any thoughts about other girls!"

"I know. I'm sure I will."

After getting an affirmative answer from their son, the two elders looked at each other, then looked at the young man and spoke slowly.

"Ping'er, this is the last year we will come to see you. It is our turn to be reincarnated."

Su Ping was stunned and said nothing.

Li Ying continued, saying slowly: "Even if we become ghosts, we can't stay in the world for long. We need to reincarnate as soon as possible when there is a vacancy... So this year is the last year for us to see you."

Su Ping smiled, but reluctantly. "It's good to be reincarnated. This way, my parents won't have to stay in Wuwangpo every day. They can walk in the sun and continue to live a good life!"

The family of three stopped talking after that, because the child had grown up and they no longer needed to worry about anything. They also couldn't teach him anything more, so it was fine.

In the dream of that night, they looked at each other quietly, as if they wanted to engrave each other's faces in their hearts and remember them forever.

Finally, dawn arrived.

After his parents left, Su Ping woke up with two dried tear marks on his face, which reflected his true feelings when he laughed in his dream.

This may not be right, because life and death are determined by fate, as is reincarnation. However, for the ghosts in Teyvat, after reincarnation, the next life and the previous life are truly severed and no longer connected.

Su Ping was in a state of confusion at this moment, and he couldn't describe his feelings.

His thoughts were in a mess, so he got out of bed, changed his travel clothes, put on his shoes, and hurried out without eating breakfast.

The sun is about to rise and not many people are out on the streets. Only those who do business at night will go home at this time.

Under a tree, there was a white-haired old man with a straight back. He was wearing the hat of a hall master and a black robe. The old man was staring at the tree in a daze.

When the young man arrived, as soon as he approached, the old man raised his head. His wrinkles were deeper than the last, like ravines recording the years. His eyes were weathered but not cloudy, and they were poetic, gentle and kind.

Without waiting for the young man who had not yet fully recovered to speak, the old man sighed slightly and said first: "People live in this life, whether it is bitter or happy, but it has nothing to do with the next life. Child, if you come to ask about the afterlife of the deceased, please go back."

Su Ping was slightly surprised. He remembered that the current hall master was a young man, but he didn't know how he became a white-haired old man. But this did not prevent him from asking what he wanted to ask.

"I understand this principle, and I also know that after reincarnation, there will be no connection in this life. I came here to ask, is there a chance that I can still be my parents' child in a future life after I die?"

The old man raised his head slightly, and saw the handsome face of the young man, which was full of determination, as if he would never give up unless he agreed or gave an answer.

The old man asked, "Are you a student of Confucianism?"

Su Ping said truthfully: "Yes."

The old man said slowly: "You also said before that there will be no connection after this life, so why are you still obsessed with whether you can be your parents' child again after death? At that time, you will not have the memories you have now, and you will not recognize each other!"

Su Ping said: "That is indeed the case, but whether I have the memories I have now or not, whether my parents will remember me at that time or not, these are things in this life, but in that life I will still be their child, and that is enough!"

The old man sighed, "Does it make sense?"

Su Ping did not answer.

"Are you thinking that you can't accomplish anything in this life, such as meeting expectations, or that some of the vows you made have not been fulfilled, so you want to save them for the next life.

I think this will make you feel better and make your life with your parents better in the future. Am I right, old man?"

What the old man said was indeed what Su Ping was thinking. He had not been able to give his parents a good life in this life, so he would work hard in his next life to make up for the regrets of this life.

"Master Hu is right. This is what I think. Can I do it?"

The old man snorted twice, with a look of disappointment on his face, "You are such a good child, with good things in you, and you are still a long way from death, why are you thinking about reincarnation in the future?

Why not just take your wife in this life, your future children, and that child's children with you to every life after you, so that you can save yourself the trouble of coming to the Hall of the Dead every time."

Su Ping thought it was a bit far-fetched, but he still asked, "Is it possible?"

"Maybe, why not? You go back now and cover yourself with a blanket or knock yourself out on the spot. What else can you do?" The old man said with his neck stiffened. He was obviously very kind and gentle, but he had to speak and act in a ferocious manner.

Su Ping lowered his head. He was usually eloquent, but he was speechless when faced with special circumstances, such as when he met another young man, or faced the owner of his own shop, and also this old man who was full of words.

Seeing that the young man didn't say anything, the old man gently twisted his neck and advised earnestly, "Young man, don't always think about sad things. Although I am old, I can see that you are quite skilled. It is not easy to do anything you want.

Don't say anything. Anyway, the person in your heart is gone. You are all alone, helpless and homeless, so it is useless to have this skill. You are wrong, very wrong!"

As the old man was talking, he felt his mouth dry, so he walked to the door of the Hall of Rebirth alone, pushed open the half-closed door, turned around and waved, "If you want to listen, come in with me, if you don't want to, go back early!"

After saying that, the old man walked into the room, leaving the young man standing there. After a moment's pause, he also stepped into the room.

The scene behind the door had an indescribable meaning. Various coffins were placed horizontally against the wall, with introductions and prices posted on the wall. It seemed that they were in line with the current market.

After the old man came in, he sat at the tea table next to the counter, gulped down two cups of cold tea, and then poured a cup for the young man sitting opposite him.

"The tea was brewed before dawn and is now cold. If you can drink it, drink it. If you can't, forget it. Don't force yourself." After the old man said this, he poured himself another cup of tea.

Su Pingqian took a sip. After the tea cooled down, it tasted bitter. However, he could drink it. After all, he had tasted much worse tea in the past.

The old man took a breath and then spoke at length, "Have you ever thought that after reincarnation, there are still many unfinished matters from the previous life. What is this behavior?

In the eyes of an old man like me who is used to separations of life and death and who protects the order of yin and yang, to put it nicely, it's called a lingering relationship, and to put it bluntly, it's just a bunch of mess and mud!

What if you didn't accomplish anything in this life? What if that thing is important and must be done? Why do you have to impose the things of this life on your next life? Aren't you exhausted?

Besides, how can everything in life go as planned? If there are things in your previous life that you have not completed, then do you have to complete them one by one in the past few lives before you can do what you really want to do in this life?

Do you know what this looks like? A shadow puppet being led by someone. Who is that person being led? It is not you. You should know that although you are still you after reincarnation, you are only you. You have become two completely different people.

If that's the case, then why should I impose my own wishful thinking on your next life when I don't even know whether you're willing or not?

There is a saying in Confucianism: Do not do to others what you do not want others to do to you. Do you understand?"

Su Ping nodded slightly and said in a deep voice: "Thank you for your advice."

"It's okay as long as you can understand it. It's much better than those who can't even understand it and keep pestering and making trouble, and almost smashing things up." The old man breathed a long sigh of relief and then gulped down his tea.

Su Ping finished the cup of tea at his seat, then stood up, bowed with both hands, and saluted to the ground, "Old sir, I have benefited a lot from your words today!"

"I'm not teaching you, old man. It's just that it's rare that I see someone closing their eyes, so just tell them what's on your mind, so you don't have to hold it in to make yourself sick. It's not worth it." The old man turned his head and waved his hands, but he didn't say that he didn't want to accept the gift.

After Su Ping bowed, he turned around and walked away with big strides without stopping.

The old man turned around, looked at the back of the person who was about to leave, and said, "You also have a problem of hiding things in your heart. You should correct it while you are still young, so as not to regret it in the future. Cherish the present!"

"remember!"

The old man smiled with relief. Sometimes being happy is so simple, just because he persuaded one more young man and the other person came to the right path and turned back, that was enough to make people smile.

In addition, the old man also noticed that a small figure had just stepped out of the threshold and disappeared in a flash.

The old man did not try to stop him. Instead, he shook his head and muttered to himself, "If it weren't for the kid just now who had a personality a bit like yours, I wouldn't bother to say so much!"

"Oh, I'm so thirsty. Go boil some more water."

At that time, the old man was in his prime, and the boy he was talking about was only a few years old, but the latter asked a question that the old man, who was still a young man at that time, had no answer to.

"Dad, can we still be a family with Mom in our next life?"