Genshin Impact, I'm Slime

Chiayi was one of the soldiers of the Qianyan Army who died on the battlefield.

When fighting against the vortex demon Oser, he was pierced through the chest by the top horn of the landed sea beast. Although he narrowly escaped the heart, it still caused irreparable hemorrhage, and finally caused him to die of multiple organ failure.

Even when he was dying, Chiayi still chanted the name of his daughter Xiaoliu.

After a long period of rescue was ineffective, the doctor of the General Affairs Department put his body on the straw mat at the entrance of the Hall of Death, covered his face with a white cloth, and hurried back to the pier to treat the next injured person.

Chiayi only felt that he had a very long dream.

He dreamed that he was fluttering up to the sky of Liyue Port, the terrifying flames blocked his way, the scorching wind was blowing on his face, the weeds and rocks under his body were scorched yellow by the high temperature, even Tianheng Mountain They were all stained a bloody red.

Until the crimson spear blade fell from the sky, setting off scorching dust and air currents, which continued to circulate and spread, and lava spewed out from the cracked veins, rushing towards Liyue Harbor where he was born.

"No! Run!"

Chiayi shouted loudly, trying to dissuade the surviving Qianyan Army colleagues from evacuating, but no one could hear him.

The volcanic debris all over the sky formed high-temperature smoke and dust with flashing thunderstorms, gradually occupying Chiayi's sight.

"Dad, I'm here to find you."

"Xiao Liu, do you have any wish to come true?"

Jiayi held the weeping daughter in his arms, and did not move for a long time.After the daughter's voice gradually weakened, he picked her up and gently stroked the rain-drenched head of the daughter.

Chiayi could hear the weak chants of dead souls from afar, slowly flowing from invisible voices, as light as the red yarn woven by neon flowers, wrapped in blood that could not be washed away by spring water or acacia.

"Captain Romansky?! Captain Yakov, Inspector Daryl... Aren't you dead? I just finished burning..."

"little six……"

His colleagues and superiors died in battle, and he, who was originally just an ordinary soldier, was quickly promoted to captain. If it weren't for the order of the young master, he would not have done such a laborious thing to please the dead.

Jumping into the stove, Zahar, the water gun heavy guard who bowed his head to clean up the ashes of his colleagues, was complaining constantly.

"Father said that Liyue Port is in the south, as long as you go south..."

Chiayi's turbid pupils regained clarity for a short time, turned around without hesitation, and rushed into the blazing flames like a moth to a flame.

"So I'm already dead..."

"Dad...Dad!"

The child walking in the Wuwangpo pine forest is Xiaoliu, Chiayi's longing daughter.

Chiayi, as the patrol guard of Feiyunpo and Feiyun Chamber of Commerce, naturally heard the strange words and strange words spoken by the master of the past life hall when he was selling.

Without caring about the rain-soaked robes and thinking about the truth of the resurrection, the first word Chiayi uttered was her daughter's nickname.

The words of the past are vivid in his memory, but Xiao Liu's body obviously can't stand the short-term strenuous exercise, the rain mixed with tears dripped on the mud, soaking into the extremely deep veins.

"little six!"

Wearing the toga of the Munata style, he rekindled in flames and ashes.

"My queen...what a ghost..."

He was standing in front of a dead tree that stretched to the sky, the sky was golden like the afterglow of the setting sun, surrounded by smoke and clouds, overlapping mountains, several endless cable bridges across the banks of the Yun River, and the banks were full of red clusters colored flowers.

"The Sea Lantern Festival is coming soon. I heard that making a wish to Xiao Lantern will come true."

"This is... the boundary between life and death..."

"I really don't know what your lord is thinking."

He has lost his physicality, becoming a ghostly existence similar to the lingering dead.

But Xiaoliu overheard Uncle Jiangxue mentioning that Liyue Port was invaded by foreign troops and suffered heavy losses. He also saw the crashed Qunyu Pavilion and the fire in the sky in the south of Shimen, so he decided to leave the fleeing team and go to Liyuegang is looking for his father.

And right above the boundary between life and death, a thin figure was returning to Qingcezhuang along the Wuwangpo path.

Chiayi staggered towards the other shore, the shoes ran over the blooming flowers, the border land seemed like a broken bronze mirror, dim and scattered, and there were still many souls who were unwilling to step into the other shore in the narrow cracks of the veins.

The coquettish Chituan flowers bloom at Chiayi's feet, quickly extending the way forward, and at the end of the sea of ​​flowers is a warm gleam that Chiayi has never felt in this life.

Chiayi murmured and raised his transparent hands.

At the end of the road, a flame with a strong atmosphere of war lay on the dead tree, gnawing at its last branches with scorching heat.

"I know, you are waiting for me at Liyue Port..."

Neither the elder nor the younger noticed that in the mist behind them, countless colleagues who had been annihilated in the war slowly walked out.

In the image projected by the flames, it was Xiao Liu running forward in the heavy rain.

The story of the place where life and death meet was once compiled into a ballad by walnuts and sung in the deep alleys where no one lived.

Yan, who was guarding outside the furnace, made the guerrillas hear the noise, and entered the cremation workshop with a scepter in their hands, their eyes widened under the pale mask in disbelief.

A few days ago, Qing Ce Zhuang's neighbor's playmate asked Xiao Liu about it.

The thin figure behind the grass gradually appeared, his face was covered with tears and rain, but his eyes were full of astonishment.

At this time, Jiayi, who was in a daze, felt an inexplicable heartache. A drop of cool rain slid from the end of his brow to the corner of his eye, and then fell down his cheek.

"But we have never been to Liyue Port, and we don't know how to get to Liyue Port."

"It won't come true, and I won't make a wish. No matter how much I wish, Dad won't come back to see me." At that time, Xiao Liu looked at the stars in the sky, as if saying to himself: "I want to go to Liyue Hong Kong to find Dad."

Originally, the people of Qingce Village all evacuated to Shimen under the command of Village Chief Ruoxin.

"If you want me to say that according to Liyue's customs, it's fine to bury it in the ground, and take it back after burning it. It's a waste of Zhidong's resources."

And in a secret factory in the corner of Tianheng Mountain, the vanguard soldiers of the Fools who died in the attack on Qunyu Pavilion will be cremated in the secret underground factory, and will be taken back to the winter country for burial on another day.

Zahar almost lost his grip on the brush in his hand, and the bucket containing the ashes tilted slightly, spilling some on the ground.

At this moment, the little girl was lying beside the mossy rock wall, panting heavily.

He stopped walking forward, stopped on the barren land, raised his head in doubt, and looked up, all he could see was the desolation after dusk.

When he came back to his senses again, he had inexplicably found himself in a place he had never seen before.

It was clear that the sky was still clear outside the stone gate, but after stepping into Wuwangpo, the sky quickly darkened, and the gray mist filled the air, accompanied by the patter of rain.

What occupied the field of vision was endless violent light, and then Chiayi abruptly stepped out of the flames and stepped onto the soft and moist pine needle land of Wuwangpo.

At the end of the sea of ​​flowers is the other shore; when you cross the intersection, you will enter the afterlife.

Everything became blurred and difficult to distinguish, and there was a slight sobbing hidden in the sound of rain hitting the leaves.

Muttering disrespectful words in his mouth, Zahar suddenly felt an abnormal fire flashing above his head, but when he looked up, he was scared back by the people who appeared in front of him.

Xiao Liu flew over, threw himself into Chiayi's arms, and cried loudly, complaining at first, but after a while there was only the sound of sobbing.

Jiayi read out his daughter's name in a trance. At this time, the Bianhua flower blooming behind him suddenly withered, and gradually formed another diametrically opposite path.

The first thing the captain known as Romansky did after rekindling was to grab the collar of Zahar in front of him and roar like an angry lion:

"Zahar, you cowardly and despicable hyena, where did you hide when you attacked the Jade Pavilion!?"

"No no no...Captain, I can explain..."

The sound of slaps colliding with cheeks sounded, accompanied by horrified cries, the research factory established by the doctor has never been so lively.

But in a corner that no one noticed, a debt handler named Javert also rekindled in the ashes, but he just glanced at the noisy crowd, then chose to hide himself and escape through the secret door of the factory.