Original God Zhongli BG Xiao Qinglong traveled through time

Watching Boyang and his family turn around and go into the house, closing the door... Lin Huan disappeared from the spot. He left this bustling area, like a fleeting shadow, disappearing beyond people's sight.

First, Lin Huan went to Bubulu and bought some incense from the pharmacy. Then, he flew away from the blind spot of pedestrians and landed on the top of the cliff in the next moment. He picked a fresh and dewy Qingxin flower from the top of the cliff. Yes, at least, Qingxin must be unstained by blood and dust when it reaches the top of the cliff. This is a simple and soft blessing. She sincerely wished him that if he was lucky enough to have another life, she wished that his next life would be ordinary and smooth, without any war or filth.

After doing all this, Lin Huan set out on the road back home. On her other side, in the Yiyan Palace, Emperor Jun and Gan Yu stood aside and watched, watching Xiao respectfully place the Fushe relics brought up from the Layered Rock Palace on a high place. Down below, outside the palace, the incense burner was ready, and all that was left was to light the long-burning incense, which would be a simple and grand funeral scene for the immortals...

“Emperor, this…this thing…” Xiao looked at the object enshrined in the main seat with some hesitation…feeling a little sad.

"Use a piece of red cloth to cover it..." Mr. Zhongli said slowly, "She is not in good condition. We can't let her be reminded of the past when she comes back..."

"This thing is indeed stimulating to her." Ganyu said slowly, "Xiao, you said she doesn't remember what she lost...but when she sees this thing, she will have all sorts of crazy thoughts."

"Yes, so, cover it up. I would rather she forget what she lost forever, and if possible, she doesn't have to remember it anymore." Mr. Zhongli sighed, "This is a bit too cruel for her."

"It is Fushe's deep love for her... But at this moment, this love... is still a little too heavy." Mr. Zhongli closed his eyes and said softly, "She, for the time being, can no longer bear more..."

"Emperor." Xiao suddenly knelt on one knee. "In the future, if there is a chance, I would like to go to the Layered Rock Palace again... accompany her, and go together again. I hope... the Emperor will allow it."

"Why?" Mr. Zhongli's expression was a little serious. "Xiao, give me a reason why you choose to go again?"

"For Ah Huan." Xiao's eyes were heavy. "After the funeral, I will find a chance to put this thing back. Since she can't see it, then that place is still the most appropriate place to put it. She has a shadow over that place, so naturally she won't go there again. She needs time to heal her heartache, so give her enough time... Wait until the day in the future when that opportunity comes, and then slowly take her, accompany her, and go together to resolve this knot in her heart... Although it will be a little dangerous... But, for this matter... I think it is worth the risk."

Mr. Zhongli concentrated and pondered for a moment, then nodded, "Well, if that's the case, I'll allow you one more time, just this once... But before you go, you need to report to me."

"I will obey the Emperor's orders." Xiao bowed his head.

"Well, Ah Huan will be back soon..." Immortal Ping's voice came from outside the palace, "You two gentlemen who are talking about something that she cannot know, you can relax a little."

Xiao stood up, and his depressed expression gradually calmed down. The Emperor beside him also relaxed a little, not so tense.