Original God Zhongli BG Xiao Qinglong traveled through time

Chapter 259: The Long River

That night, the weather suddenly changed. The strong wind rushed towards the hotel windows like a mad beast, and the window frames were trembling. The sound was terrifying. At the same time, heavy rain was pouring outside the window. The raindrops hit the eaves with a crackling sound, just like a series of chaotic notes, which made people upset.

Lin Huan held the sword in her arms, leaning against the bed. She didn't need to sleep, but at this moment, she heard the howling wind outside the window, and her heart was like the turmoil of the sea, unable to calm down. She knew that she couldn't fall asleep even if she wanted to.

It was indeed a storm brewing, and the world was about to change. She felt a little reluctant, but she also understood that the trend of the times would not stagnate because of personal emotions. Liyue had been lingering on the edge of change for a long time, and the intervention of the Fatui was just an undercurrent in the wave of change.

The next morning, the outside world was wet from the rain, like a landscape painting soaked in tears, with wet sorrow everywhere. Lin Huan got up early, wanting to go out for a walk, perhaps to ease his troubled mood.

When Lin Huan arrived at the port, the rain was still falling, like a fine bead curtain between heaven and earth, covering the whole world with a hazy veil. The people at the port were still busy, and the rain soaked their clothes, but their steps did not hesitate at all, as if busyness and rain were the inherent melody of life and inseparable. Lin Huan searched the crowd and soon saw Mr. Zhongli. He stood beside a merchant ship, quietly gazing at the noisy scene of the port, his posture was as tall as a mountain towering in the hustle and bustle of the world, isolated from the world, and gave people an inexplicable sense of peace of mind.

Lin Huan stepped forward, bowed, and said softly, "Morning, sir."

Mr. Zhongli turned around slowly upon hearing the voice. Seeing that it was Lin Huan, he nodded slightly and said, "Good morning, Ah Huan. The rain came very suddenly."

“Yes, Liyue Harbor was blessed by Mr. Zhongli’s divine power in the past, and there were rarely such sudden rains.” Lin Huan responded softly, and at the same time gently held Mr. Zhongli’s slightly cold hands. Those hands seemed to carry endless stories and the accumulation of years.

Mr. Zhongli raised the corners of his mouth slightly, revealing a faint smile. He moved his gaze away from Lin Huan and looked back at the busy scene at the port. He said slowly: "Everything in the world has its own laws. Even if there is the influence of divine power, it is just following the general trend. Yesterday's rain may be a sign of some subtle changes between heaven and earth. Ah Huan, you are walking in such a hurry, as if you are worried about something?" His voice was low and mellow, like the sound of an ancient bell echoing in Lin Huan's heart, revealing the wisdom of seeing through everything.

"Sir, I have been staying at the inn recently and have had some interactions with the young master. Although I have tried my best to deal with it, I am always a little uneasy. I am not sure whether my behavior is appropriate when interacting with him, and whether I have inadvertently exposed my identity. You also know that Liyue seems calm now, but in fact there are undercurrents. You know that I am now walking in an incarnation. Although I can use the elemental power of the Eye of God, I am no different from an ordinary person, except that I can perform some magic. In this case, should I move out of the inn where I am currently living?" Lin Huan said no more and let Zhongli She held the master's hand, slightly tightened it, and walked slowly forward, while performing the magic of sound transmission, and whispered: "I am now like on the edge of a whirlpool, too close to the center. The master is extremely meticulous, and I am afraid that I will expose myself if I am not careful..." She was also worried that if she was exposed, the attention of the fools would be drawn to Master Zhongli of the Wangsheng Hall, causing the master's identity to be exposed in advance before the important node arrived... The consequences of that would be disastrous. She dared not take risks, nor did she dare to act rashly. She was treading on thin ice, for fear of disrupting the master's layout.

Mr. Zhongli raised his eyes slightly, tightened Lin Huan's hand in his hand, and kept walking. His expression was calm as always. He responded with the sound transmission magic: "Ah Huan, you are so calm and cautious, it is rare. Dealing with people like the young master of the Fatui is like walking on a sharp edge. Every step needs to be cautious. But according to the current situation, moving out of the inn is not a wise move." Mr. Zhongli looked into the distance and continued: "The White Horse Inn is where you usually live. If you move away suddenly, it may cause unwarranted suspicion. When you come into contact with Tartaglia, just interact with him as usual, maintain a calm and composed attitude, and don't show excessive concern or vigilance towards his temptations, and you should be safe. After all, you are now incarnated. Although you can perform magic, as long as you act low-key and don't attract extra attention from others, it will be difficult for the young master to find out. Moreover, although the situation is unclear, all forces are also making plans. If you rashly change your daily state, it will be more likely to attract the attention of those who are interested."

After a pause, Mr. Zhongli gently patted the back of her hand and said, "Don't be too vigilant. Focus on your own responsibilities and the current pace of life, and deal with them as they come."

After that, Mr. Zhongli walked forward steadily, his steps were steady and rhythmic, and Lin Huan followed him quietly. At this moment, the voice of a merchant floated from a stall not far away. The merchant stood in front of the stall full of goods, with a satisfied smile on his face. He said to his subordinates who looked a little tired but proud: "Okay, you have fulfilled your duties. Now, go and rest." These words spread clearly on the streets where drizzling rain and pedestrians were thronging, as if every word was magnified by the rain, carrying a strong force that penetrated the noisy voices and the dense rain curtain, and directly into the ears of Mr. Zhongli and Lin Huan. In an instant, Mr. Zhongli stopped suddenly as if he had been cast into a spell.

Mr. Zhongli held Lin Huan's hand and stood quietly in the middle of the street. Pedestrians were walking around, some were in a hurry, as if chasing the trace of time; some were walking leisurely, immersed in the tranquility of the rain. And the two of them seemed to be sealed in this small world. The raindrops fell quietly like soft silk threads, gradually wetting their hair, smudged with small patches of dark color, and then slowly flowed down along the hair, soaking the corners of their clothes. Lin Huan clearly felt that Mr. Zhongli was still holding his hand tightly, without any slack. He seemed to be immersed in extremely deep thoughts, his eyes looking straight into the distance, as if he had penetrated the Liyue Port full of fireworks, crossed the mountains, and stretched to the distant sky; he seemed to be staring at a memory buried by time, and he couldn't come back to his senses for a long time.

After a long time, Mr. Zhongli seemed to wake up from his distant thoughts and let out a long breath. The breath seemed to carry countless past years, just like the ancient wind blowing through the quiet and deep valley, filled with endless vicissitudes and solemnity. He spoke slowly, his tone was slow and low, with a hint of imperceptible melancholy, as if the imprisoned emotions in his heart were struggling to break free from the cage.

She heard his voice, softly entering her ears, yet extremely heavy, like the soft sigh of a bell or drum.

"I have protected Liyue for a long time, and now... I have decided to make a change. Over the years, I have always been on the right path and have a clear conscience. Ah Huan... in your opinion, have I done anything satisfactory over the years?"