Yuanshin: The Eye of God Lights Up Again

The dark yellow dress of the figure does not look old-fashioned, but it is a bit heavy and luxurious. The coat is worn on the body, but the coat is not loose. It is fastened with two small buttons at the waist, which has the feeling of "cutting out the sword and restraining the front". taste.

The guest Qing Zhongli of the Hall of Rebirth is also the man who signed a contract with Mu Xian to bring Mu Xian back from the earth.

"You're here." Zhongli clasped his hands behind his back and said in a very calm tone: "I've been waiting for a long time."

"How long you wait is your own business."

Even though he knew that Zhong Li was a powerful guy, but out of complaints about not being able to be peaceful in the land, Mu Xian still spoke rudely: "Obviously he is just a guest, and he has become a shopkeeper."

Zhongli was not angry, and reached out to take the walnut on Mu Xian's back, only to find that walnut's little hand was tightly clutching Mu Xian's clothes.

Zhongli glanced at Mu Xian, who had turned into a child, and saw Mu Xian turned his head and put the coat on Hu Tao.

There was a rare fluctuation in the eyes of the listener, Fu Jing Muha, but his right hand was leaning on Hu Tao's back.

"It seems that you and Hall Master Hu get along well."

Zhongli's right hand glowed with a yellowish light, and while walking towards Liyuegang, he looked at Mu Xian: "I don't know how to deal with this child."

"Indeed." Mu Xian thought about those things in the mining area, and rarely taunted Zhongli: "She always said some inappropriate things."

"Can't say annoying..."

Watching the purple veins on Hu Tao's face gradually fade away, he accidentally caught a glimpse of the building in the sky, and then looked away in disgust.

"But it always makes me a little uncomfortable."

Chapter 22

When he reached the door of the room, Zhongli stopped and handed the walnuts on his back to Mu Xian.

"Send her into the room." Zhongli said.

Mu Xian reluctantly hugged the girl, feeling a little puzzled, he could feel the strange tone in Zhongli's tone.

illusion?

Mu Xian shook his head, then pushed open the door and entered.

Afterwards, it was fragrant, and the furnishings in the room were a bit rich, with some oddly shaped gadgets on one side, and a messy tabletop on the other.

There are still a few sheets of paper pressed on the table, and there seems to be something written on the paper.

This is Hu Tao's room. This is Mu Xian's first time entering this place. The room fits Hu Tao's personality quite well, and he seems to be interested in everything.

Putting the girl beside the bed, she didn't murmur in pain at this time, and even the black and purple veins on her face faded a lot.

This is Zhongli's handwriting. If Hu Tao always shows unexpected interests, then Zhongli shows some unexpected abilities from time to time.

Just like the rumors in the market, it seems that there is nothing that this guest of the past life hall can't do.

But for these, Zhong Li did not explain, and Mu Xian did not ask.

Mu Xian knew that his relationship with him, or with other people, was not that good.

Thinking of this, Mu Xian looked at the girl lying on the bed. At this time, she huddled up and had a comfortable expression on her face.

Looking at the robe that had been covering Hu Tao's body, Mu Xian hesitated for a moment, but took a chair and sat beside him.

Mu Xian didn't leave, because the hall master was injured himself, Mu Xian at least had to wait for her to wake up.

Fortunately, for others, waiting may be boring, but Mu Xian enjoys the tranquility while waiting.

Putting his mind to rest, Mu Xian fell into a drowsy sleep, and seemed to feel some movement coming from beside him in a haze.

Opening his eyes again, the pair of plum blossom pupils were looking at him, and he seemed to be frightened the next moment.

Before Mu Xian could continue to speak, his eyes closed suddenly, and then he lay down on the bed again with a plop.

Mu Xian was taken aback by the inexplicable movement, but since he was awake, he should leave.

"I'll go out for a while." Mu Xian said.

Hutao, who was pretending to be asleep, quickly opened his eyes, still lying on the bed, but looking directly at Mu Xian.

The girl seemed a little bit reluctant, but finally turned her back to Mu Xian.

Mu Xian agreed as if he was a walnut, and got up and left.

After a long time, the girl stood up from the bed, touching her hot cheeks with both hands, her face was inexplicably angry.

She looked at the closed door angrily, and then lost her breath again, replaced by a loneliness that had never appeared on the girl's face...

Yesterday's abnormal situation in the Strata Abyss did not affect Liyue Port. On the contrary, because this incident became a topic of conversation, the streets were much livelier than usual.

It's obviously a taboo business, but the Hall of Rebirth is located in a downtown area. Although it's not the location with the largest flow of people, it's still pretty close.

Mu Xian didn't know where Zhongli had gone, but he was somewhat easy to find.

According to this Ke Qing's idle personality, he felt that wherever the excitement was, he would join in wherever it was, and knowing that Mu Xian would come to him, his location might not be far away.

Squeezing into the crowd, the vermilion attic is lined up row upon row, and the wooden arch bridge connects the attic at one end to the other. There is a sea of ​​people below, and there are people coming and going above.

The sound of shouting, the singing of performers, the sound of glasses clashing, the sound of spilled drinks, the laughter and curses of colleagues...

The sound reached my ears, but I ignored it.

He knew that Zhongli didn't like to look up at others, so he went straight up the stairs of a certain pavilion.

The thin streets cannot contain the prosperity of Liyue Port, so there is another heavy street above the pavilions.

Not long after, Muxian found the densest crowd.

It was a stage, and there was no one on the wide stage, and the melody with Zhengqin as the main theme had just arrived at the prelude.

Even the prelude made the noisy surroundings much quieter. The silent spectators gave the scene full respect.

Mu Xian saw Zhongli at a glance, this well-behaved guy was holding a cup, listening to the middle-aged man next door chatting, and occasionally interjecting a few words when the middle-aged man was about to stop, the middle-aged man's eyes widened Shine a light on it.

Just a few seconds after Mu Xian looked at Zhongli, Zhongli also looked away from the middle-aged man and looked at Mu Xian who was walking over.

The middle-aged man noticed Zhongli's gaze, followed his gaze to see Mu Xian, nodded towards Zhongli, turned and left.

Mu Xian knew what the middle-aged man meant and sat down unceremoniously on the seat vacated by the middle-aged man's departure.

"The play has begun."

Knowing why Mu Xian came here, Zhong Li put down his teacup and opened his mouth before Mu Xian.

"What you want to say, wait until the scene is over."

There is a hint of undoubtedness in the plain words, Mu Xian is a little uncomfortable being blocked by this undeniable, but he also knows that Zhongli seldom changes his words, so he just closes his eyes and listens to the music in his ear quietly.

The melodious sound of the piano, accompanied by the sound of the guzheng from time to time, calms the mind.

But the melodious sound of the zither didn't last long, it's just that the accompaniment of the zither became more frequent, replacing the sound of the zither without everyone realizing it.

The slow change of the music makes the music rush, and the original melodiousness is gone.

It was like rain falling bit by bit, but it became dense in a short period of time.

Dense but urgent, continuous and continuous, constantly pulling the listener's emotions.

Zheng!

There are extremely dissonant tones in the melody, the pitch is extremely high, and it is especially harsh in the low melody.

Mispronunciation?

Mu Xian opened his eyes and wanted to look at the musician, but he couldn't find the musician under the stage at all.

He couldn't help but turn his head to look at Zhongli beside him, but Zhongli still looked calm and calm.

Zheng!

There was another wrong sound, and the original perfect melody was completely destroyed in an instant.

Mu Xian frowned, but found that as he went to the back, there were more and more wrong notes, completely destroying the previous melody.

The play ended, and just when Mu Xian thought the scene was screwed up, he found that everyone in the audience was applauding.

ah this...

Are all Liyue people so polite?

"This play is called "Nong Hai""

Zhongli's voice sounded from the side: "The ending of the play is a tragedy."

"It's quite tragic." Mu Xian said decisively: "If my ears could shed tears, I would definitely cry for a while."

"The wrong note is really harsh. The wrong note ruins this supposedly perfect piece of music..." A wrong note represents an injury suffered by a person in the play, and the injury also kills people who should be alive.

Zhong Li did not say the second half of the sentence. Looking at the figure on the stage, he could feel that the figure was staring blankly at the person next to him.

"What do you think of this scene?" Zhong Li asked.

"I didn't see it." Mu Xian replied bluntly: "But the music is so ugly, the play must be ugly too."

Zhong Li took a sip of tea and covered the expression on his face, but he didn't cover the weird emotion in his eyes.

"You are from Mond, it's normal that you don't understand this scene, even if you think about it..." The person in the play is yourself.

Chapter 23 Yellow Bear Chacha

Everyone has a wish, and powerful wishes are gathered into the Eye of God, but who can guarantee that the wish will always remain the same?

The so-called wear and tear is the grinding of the years. Under the catalysis of time, one forgets the sublime and distorts one's own wishes.

That's why there is death, which destroys distorted desires and gives birth to new sublime in new life.

Life is short, and for the common man, the threat of death far outweighs wear and tear.

And for the almost immortal demon god, wear and tear is the complete enemy, making him no longer like the original self.

As the oldest of the Seven Consuls, Morax has suffered more wear and tear on his body than the other six gods, so he naturally has a deeper understanding of wear and tear.

Sometimes Zhongli thinks about what would happen to an ordinary person if he suffered the same wear and tear as a demon god?

Later, Zhongli had the answer: that ordinary person would lose his desire for life.

Looking at Mu Xian, Zhong Li finally changed the topic from the stage: "I can suppress the abyss erosion in the hall main body, but I can't completely eradicate the erosion."

Zhong Li's words made Mu Xian look up, and the perfunctory look on his face disappeared: "Just tell me what you want me to do."