Original God Zhongli BG Xiao Qinglong traveled through time

Chapter 268 Nightfall

The night was dark, like thick ink quietly staining Liyue Harbor. Inside the Baiju Inn, the faint lights swayed gently in the darkness, just like the twinkling stars in the night sky, emitting a warm and soft glow. Lin Huan dragged her extremely tired body and slowly stepped into the inn. Her footsteps were as light as falling wild geese feathers, and she took every step carefully, as if she was afraid of disturbing the peace of this quiet night, and she had a deep respect for this tranquility.

She returned home late, her inner thoughts surging like a raging tide. It was a complex interweaving of emotions, with deep nostalgia for the past, deep fear for the future, and confusion about the current situation. Recalling the gathering in Jueyunjian during the day, the worries and confusions of the immortals seemed to be still clearly presented in front of her eyes. The "unexpected encounter" of the Emperor of Rock King was like a huge rock suddenly thrown into a mirror-like lake, instantly stirring up thousands of waves. The whole Liyue was shrouded in an uneasy atmosphere, and the air was filled with tension and anxiety. The immortals gathered together to discuss the future of Liyue, and their faces were full of deep worries. As one of them, Lin Huan deeply felt this uneasiness. She knew that the departure of the Emperor was a heavy blow to Liyue, and the future of Liyue was full of endless uncertainties.

She stepped gently onto the stairs, and the wooden steps made a slight creaking sound under her feet. This sound was particularly clear in the silent night, as if it was the whisper of time. Each creaking sound seemed to be telling a story of the past, evoking endless memories in her heart.

She returned to her room and lit an oil lamp. The dim light instantly filled the entire space, dispelling the darkness and bringing a little warmth. She sat quietly on a chair in front of the window, staring at the quiet and deserted street outside the window. The street was empty, with only the dim light pouring on the stone road, which seemed particularly deserted and lonely. Her eyes were full of contemplation, and her thoughts seemed to drift into the vast night in the distance.

Lin Huan sighed softly. She knew very well that at this critical moment, she had the trust of the immortals and must have a deep understanding of the current complex situation and must not slack off in the slightest.

The night passed quietly, I was sleepless but nothing happened.

The next morning, the lobby of the Baiju Inn was filled with the aroma of food. Lin Huan sat quietly at the table to eat, but her thoughts had already drifted to the preparations for an important ceremony and the instructions of the immortals. She secretly wondered how the young master would get in touch with the Wangsheng Hall and how he would advance to the next stage. She couldn't help but wonder, with the tacit understanding between the two of them, would they tacitly think of the same thing at this moment?

At this moment, steady footsteps came closer from afar. Lin Huan raised her eyes slightly and saw Tartaglia sitting down elegantly opposite her with a smile on her face.

"Good morning, Miss Lin Huan." Tartaglia's voice was like a ray of bright sunshine, appearing particularly light and energetic in this quiet morning.

Lin Huan nodded slightly, a faint smile blooming on his lips: "Good morning, Mr. Tartaglia."

Tartaglia's gaze fell on Lin Huan, with a hint of curiosity in her eyes: "Ms. Lin Huan got up very early today."

Lin Huan smiled softly, like a spring breeze blowing across his face: "Some matters need to be dealt with urgently, and I dare not slack off in the slightest."

Tartaglia nodded slightly, looking out the window at the gradually bustling streets of Liyue Harbor, and said with emotion: "This morning in Liyue Harbor really has a unique charm."

Lin Huan looked out the window and said softly, "Yes, a storm is coming, and everything is proceeding in an orderly manner. I wonder why Mr. Tartaglia came to see me at this moment?"

The corners of Tartaglia's mouth turned up, revealing an interested smile: "The little girl who came to play with you that day, was she the young master of the Wangsheng Hall?"

Lin Huan was slightly stunned, then nodded and replied, "That's right, her name is Hu Tao, and she is the head of the Wangsheng Hall. She is lively and full of vitality."

"I see." A glimmer of curiosity flashed across Tartaglia's eyes, and after a moment of hesitation, he said, "Miss Lin Huan, you are very familiar with the young master of the Wangsheng Hall, right? To be honest, I am Tartaglia, the last of the eleven executive officers of the Fatui. Now the entire Liyue Harbor is wondering who assassinated the Emperor, and at this critical juncture, only the Wangsheng Hall is actively preparing for the Immortal Sending Ceremony. At this moment, the Seven Stars do not allow the public to see the Emperor's immortal body, so the Immortal Sending Ceremony becomes the only opportunity to come into contact with the Immortal Ancestor's Dharma Transmutation. I am very interested in what the Wangsheng Hall is concerned about, and I wonder if Miss Lin Huan can introduce me to one or two?"

Lin Huan frowned slightly, his expression becoming serious: "Mr. Tadalia, this matter is of great importance. The affairs of the Hall of Rebirth have always been serious, especially the Emperor's ceremony of sending off the immortals, which must be extremely solemn and involve many rules. It must not be neglected. I will try to make some connections for you, but it is hard to predict what the final result will be."

Tartaglia nodded slightly, with a look of gratitude in her eyes: "Thank you Miss Lin Huan. I also know that this is not an easy task. If you succeed, I will definitely thank you generously."

Lin Huan shook his head gently: "No need for a generous thank you, I just hope that Mr. Tartaglia will respect their traditions and rules when he comes into contact with the Wangsheng Hall."

Half a day later, in the back garden of Wangsheng Hall, the ancient osmanthus tree stretched out its lush branches and leaves, casting a peaceful green shade. The breeze blew gently, and the leaves rustled, as if telling the story of the years.

The moment she stepped into the backyard, her eyes were naturally attracted by the figure under the old tree. Mr. Zhongli stood there quietly, with his back to her, his figure as straight as a pine tree. There seemed to be a calm and peaceful atmosphere around him, making people feel his depth and wisdom inadvertently. Lin Huan approached gently, with extremely light steps, as if afraid to break the tranquility.

Only when he reached his side did Lin Huan call out softly.

"Sir, I'm back. The immortals... are waiting for my news. When they heard about the change in the Emperor of the Immortal Invitation Ceremony, they were filled with worries and had no idea what to do next. They were all waiting for the news I would bring back to the city, but they did not make any rash moves."

Mr. Zhongli turned his head slightly, his eyes as calm as a lake of water fell on Lin Huan. He nodded gently, his expression still as calm as a mountain, and his voice was full of reassuring power.

"Okay, I understand. That's great. You've been so busy all this time."

"It's fine on my end." Lin Huan shook his head and said softly, "It's just that the elders were quite uneasy at first, but they were able to suppress their anxiety and uneasiness, just waiting for a safe response plan. This mentality is really precious. They know very well that any rash action at this time may bring more serious turmoil to Liyue, so they are trying their best to control their emotions and actions, and quietly wait for further instructions."

Mr. Zhongli narrowed his eyes slightly and looked into the distance thoughtfully. After a moment, he retracted his gaze and said calmly, "You all did a great job. Ah Huan, you can go and calm the emotions of the immortals first. Liyue's foundation is still there. At present, we should focus on stability and must not be impatient. We need to take a long-term view."

Lin Huan lowered her eyes slightly and said softly: "Sir, the immortals are all waiting, can you give them some more guidance? Although they tried their best to restrain themselves, they couldn't help feeling uneasy. I am also worried that I might not do it perfectly enough." She raised her head and looked at Mr. Zhongli earnestly, with a hint of imperceptible dependence and naivety in her tone.

Mr. Zhongli looked at Lin Huan, a hint of gentleness flashed in his eyes. He pondered for a moment, and then said: "Ah Huan, this is a test I gave to Liyue. Whether it is the living beings of Liyue, the Seven Stars or the immortals, they are all part of this test. If I provide too much guidance to the immortals, the original meaning and fairness of this test will be lost. The immortals have accumulated profound heritage and extraordinary wisdom over a long period of time. The Rock King has already returned to heaven. They must not rely on the guidance of the Rock King in this complex and ever-changing situation, but abide by their own duties and explore the way forward alone. Ah Huan, you should understand that relying on your own thinking and decision-making to deal with difficulties is far more important than relying on the instructions of others.

You should first convey my words to the immortals to calm their hearts. As for the subsequent matters, we should observe the changes in the situation and then make a decision. "

He paused, and then said, "I feel very relieved to have you here to watch over me. Ah Huan, trust your own judgment in such a turbulent situation. This is also what I expect of you in this experiment."

Hearing this, Lin Huan nodded and said softly, "Sir... I understand. I will convey your words to the elders."

After a pause, Lin Huan whispered, "There is one more thing now. This morning, Dadalia mentioned the matter of the Wangsheng Hall to me and asked me if I was familiar with the young hall master. He wanted to use my relationship to get in touch with the Wangsheng Hall."

After hearing what Lin Huan said, Mr. Zhongli frowned slightly, and after thinking for a moment, he said, "Okay, I understand. It is indeed not appropriate for the Hall Master to be too involved in the affairs of the Fatui. Next, I will contact him on behalf of the Wangsheng Hall. After you complete the matchmaking, you don't need to worry about the city anymore. Just wait for the result."

When Lin Huan heard this, he was startled at first, then he nodded slightly, with a look of relief in his eyes, and responded softly:

"Sir, you are right. I was worried about this as well. Since you are the one who is personally contacting the Fatui, I feel relieved."