Original God Zhongli BG Xiao Qinglong traveled through time

The castle tower was filled with the scent of damp sandalwood after the rain had just stopped. Ying's fingertips hovered three inches above Yu Qing's shattered mechanical chest. The roots of the sacred cherry blossoms penetrated the caisson and fell down. What bloomed at the end of the branches were not buds, but the gear fragments that splashed out when "Hina" self-destructed 437 years ago.

"I sealed him away back then because this body could not contain the wailing of millions of people." Ying Zhen swept his sleeves across the suspended black mist of the evil spirit. When those ferocious undercurrents touched Liuli's heart, they suddenly became as gentle as silk. "Now you have refined human hearts into containers."

Yu Qing's mechanical fingers stroked the rock patterns carved by Lin Huan on the colored glass cover. The rhythm of Danyu's heartbeat was synchronized with the falling leaves of the sacred cherry blossoms: "Do you know how the miners in the Layered Rock Abyss survive the long night? They use gangue to carve "go home" all over the rock wall, and when the black mud covers their ankles, they sing the Liyue nursery rhyme-"

Kujo Sara's divine eye suddenly projected an illusion: a ragdoll cat like a snowball curled up in the pile of documents in Kamisato House, its paw pads unconsciously pressing on a map of the evil eye factory. Linghua's hand holding the pen paused, and she pushed the dumpling mold towards the cat, and the place where the powdered sugar fell was exactly the coordinates of the stepping sand.

"Even cats know how to mark suffering." Yu Qing took off the iron flower pendant around her neck, and the micro-return array inside resonated with the roots of the divine cherry blossoms. "General...are you going to continue to pretend that you can't hear it?"

The hem of Ying's uniform suddenly began to scatter lightning patterns, and star sand oozed out of the cracks in the general's body. She picked up a tea-stained letter from the People's Book, and the handwriting reorganized into the crying complaint of the owner of the three-color dumpling shop in the lightning: "The Eye Hunting Order not only confiscated the Eye of God, but also the cherry blossom candy that the child was holding in his last moments."

Liulixin suddenly rose into the air, and the phantom of Niwa walked out of the light. The craftsman held the forging notes and stuffed the last kettle to Ying: "The half kettle of clear water I left for Yuqing that year, it's time to return it to you now."

The storm was strangely still at this moment, and the rice grains in the tea-soaked rice were suspended in the shape of the Inazuma Islands. Ying's naginata turned into cherry blossom petals and dissipated. She stepped barefoot on the stairs woven with star sand, and every step shook off the dust of memories - when Zhen was teaching her to taste tea in the garden of borrowing scenery, the tea stems had been erected to form the two words "people's heart".

"It's not me who repairs you." Ying's fingertips penetrated the glass cover, and the lightning and rock patterns intertwined into new veins. "It's the "Go Home" carved in the mine by the victims of the Talingsha disaster, it's the portrait of the daughter hidden in the armor of the Eyehunting soldiers, it's the sugar powder coordinates under the pads of the ragdoll cat. "

Kujo Takayuki suddenly twitched and pointed out the window: thousands of sky lanterns rose in the direction of Kamisato House, each painted with the face of the evil eye victim. A white cat puppet squatted on Ayato's shoulder, and the silk thread hooked by its claws was connected to the beams of the castle tower - those "accidentally" fallen books of the people were originally falling along the trajectory of the cat toys.

"You see, eternity is never a multiple-choice question." Yu Qing's mechanical skeleton began to reorganize, and Liyue's colorful patterns and Inazuma's lightning veins meshed at the joints. "While the general was meditating in the Pure Land, Xizhi bit his tail and measured the scale of people's suffering."

Ying suddenly clenched a letter soaked in sea breeze. It was a letter written in blood on a shell by an old fisherman on an outlying island: "The lockdown order has closed the sea route, but it cannot block my grandson's questioning of the outside world in his dreams." The blood drop in her palm fell into the glass heart, and the memory of "Puan Chu" before self-destruction four hundred years ago was suddenly unsealed: the puppet used a severed finger dipped in blood to draw a sky full of star ships on a rainy night in the Borrowed Scenery Garden.

"So you've already..." Ying's dark blue sleeves swept across the tea table, and Lin Huan's rock print emerged from the ashes of the gift list of the Kujo family. Hiiragi Shinsuke, who was stealing the crystallized bone marrow contract, suddenly froze, and the mulberry paper in his arms turned into an ordinary account book, and the ink turned into a raccoon cat's graffiti.

When Yu Qing's chest was completely closed, a fireworks picture of Liyue Harbor appeared on the glass cover. He picked up the fragment of the naginata that Jiujo Sala tremblingly handed over and forged it into the shape of a teaspoon: "Next time I report on my work, I will bring Lin Huan's special spicy tea rice - cooked using the ancient method taught by the old miners of the stratum rock."

Ying noticed that Ying's hairpin had been quietly replaced with a thunder cherry branch, and the iron flower pendant at the end was engraved with new patterns: on the left was Niwa's forging sword fire pattern, on the right was Lin Huan's rock element totem, and in the middle was the word "Moment" spelled out in the handwriting of Wanminshu.

When the first rays of morning light pierced through the clouds, real cherry blossoms fell all over Kujo Sara's armor. Ying inserted the branches of the sacred cherry blossoms into the cracks in the ground of the castle tower, and the withered beams instantly sprouted new buds, and the roots spread across the island along the return formation laid by Yu Qing. Every area contaminated by the evil spirits bloomed with glass lilies, and a jade dragon curled up in the stamens.

"Tell that cat." Shadow flicked the cherry blossoms off his sleeves, and the petals floated towards Kamisato's house. "Next time you come to the castle tower, you don't have to dress up as a doll. The eternity of Inazuma... there should be a place for the spicy flavor of Liyue."

When Yu Qing walked to the corridor, the mechanical bird in his arms suddenly spit out a piece of Liyue almond candy. Lin Huan's handwriting was printed on the wrapping paper: "How much is the price of the bright moon and fresh breeze? A bowl of porridge and a meal prove eternity." He looked at the rising sun above the sea level and suddenly remembered the rainy night four hundred years ago - when Niwa pushed him to the road of life, the starry sky was also so clear.