Yuanshin: The Eye of God Lights Up Again

"Inazuma's god cherry tree, or Sumeru seeks the great auspicious grass king."

Zhong Li said: "Since you are old with some of Dao's wife, maybe it's better to go to Dao's wife."

Zhong Li's words made Mu Xian fall into silence. In his memory, the experience of Dao Wife in those five years was not good.

"My power can also temporarily suppress the pollution of the abyss."

Seeing through Mu Xian's hesitation, Zhong Li said, "You can spend some time thinking about it."

"No need." Mu Xian got up: "Anyway, Dao Wife and Li Yue are the same to me, just go to Dao Wife."

After saying that, he turned around and left, leaving only a small figure behind Zhongli.

Zhong Li looked away, he knew that Mu Xian would go to Dao's wife.

However, I'm afraid it will take a long time.

I have to find a way...

"Mr. Zhongli."

The voice brought Zhongli back to his thoughts.

Turning around, a man looked at Zhongli respectfully: "Mr. Yun, she wants to chat with you."

Mr. Yun?

The girl on the stage who secretly stared at Mu Xian?

Zhongli's expression remained unchanged. He glanced at the empty space next to him, then looked beyond the empty space and along the railing to the street below.

Not long after, Zhongli stood up from his seat and said calmly: "I understand."

Above the attic, a certain emperor who had escaped from death followed the instructions and left the stage.

Under the attic, a short-haired girl was carrying a food box. Even though the opera was over, she still didn't come back to her senses.

"?!?!"

The yellow bear's voice brought Xiangling back to his senses, his expression was gloomy for a while, and he said, "I know the rice cake, I'll go there soon."

"???"

"No way, how could I..."

Speaking of this, Xiangling's tone became low: "Cauba, we haven't seen brother Mu Xian for a long time..."

"?!"

"Thank you, rice dumpling."

Xiangling seemed to be able to understand Guoba's words. With a hum, Xiangling's depressed mood disappeared a lot: "But let's go see Hutao first."

"I'll make some delicious food later, how about going to Yunlaihai to see Brother Muxian?"

"??,?!"

"I knew that the crispy rice would definitely be with me. I'll cook something delicious for you later. How about fried slime with clear heart?"

"!!!"

"Huh? Wait for me, rice cracker."

The girl's voice gradually faded away, and the boy leaning on the edge of the street put down the book covering his face.

"Big Brother..."

The familiar address made Mu Xian look behind him, but what he saw was people coming and going, not the people he was familiar with in the past.

But forget it, the former Guhua has fallen, and Mu Xian has no idea of ​​revitalizing Guhua in five years.

Withdrawing his gaze, Mu Xian did not choose to return to the Xiangsheng Hall.

Zhongli's words before made Mu Xian think about Dao's wife's life.

For Mu Xian, the memory of that time is not worth mentioning, after all, the self at that time...is not worth mentioning either.

"We're about to sail, of course we need to drink a few more glasses."

"How about it, do you want to have a few drinks too?"

"Don't worry, your eldest sister, I won't get drunk, even if I'm drunk, it's not like... and you...

"Tch, it's really... boring..."

...

A hearty laugh came from the tavern, which brought Mu Xian back from his memory, only to find that he had arrived at the tavern next to the pier inexplicably.

A sense of courage suddenly appeared in his rather confused heart. When he walked into the tavern, a waiter stopped Mu Xian.

"Little brother, this place is not for you to play."

The bartender squatted down and coaxed Mu Xian like a child.

Mu Xian didn't answer, looking past the waiter and looking into the depths of the tavern.

Perhaps because of his short stature, Mu Xian didn't meet the person he wanted to meet.

The courage he felt suddenly dissipated, and he returned his gaze to the man in front of him. He looked at him silently for a few times, then turned and left.

In the tavern, a sliver of clarity flashed through the mind of Beidou, who had been completely drunk, and looked out of the tavern as if feeling something in his heart.

A waiter turned around and returned to the tavern. Several birds flew over the pier in the distance, and the sound of the tide came in from outside the door.

"Sister Beidou, someone from the General Affairs Department wants to take a ride on our boat to Liyue." The voice made Beidou look away.

"General Affairs Department?" Beidou drank the wine in his hand like venting his anger: "I don't like those guys who follow the rules, so I asked that person to take another ship."

The sound of the empty wine glass being smashed on the table was extremely obvious in the tavern.

The tavern owner looked at the source of the sound with some displeasure, but looked at the person who stood up, and silently shifted his gaze away.

"Let's go boys, let's sail."

The hearty voice lost the slightest hint of drunkenness before, and Beidou walked towards the pier: "It's still the same, let's go to Guyun Pavilion for a few laps first."

...

The white clouds are like pastures, and the sun is shining brightly. Following Buyun's guidance, Keqing stepped into Qunyu Pavilion.

To be honest, if it weren't for yesterday's unusual movement in the layered rock abyss, Ke Qing wouldn't have thought of going to see Ning Guang.

Although the two are both seven stars, but because of their respective philosophies, there are always many things that cannot be discussed, not to mention the incident five years ago, the relationship between the two is at most a colleague.

"Miss Yuheng, Master Ningguang is talking about something, you can wait here." Baishi respectfully handed over a bowl of hot tea.

Ke Qing finished the hot tea and nodded: "I understand."

Yuhengxing's seriousness is obvious to all in Liyue, and Baishi also knows that Keqing will not wander around in Qunyu Pavilion.

He nodded politely and smiled at Yu Hengxing, then exited the room, giving Keqing enough privacy.

The room became extremely quiet at this moment, but Keqing, who had always been used to it, didn't think much of it.

The tea fragrance wafted out from the opened tea cover, Ke Qing who smelled the smell frowned slightly, and covered the teacup.

Faint conversations came from the next room behind him, and Ke Qing could hear the condensed voices in it.

Perhaps thinking that what was discussed might be a secret, Keqing decided to stay away from the room this time.

A secret is a secret, Ke Qing will not choose to eavesdrop because of curiosity.

But just as her body moved away from her position, Ke Qing accidentally heard some words.

For example, Mu Xian.

The steps he took suddenly stopped, and he turned his head, staring at the wall that separated the next room with his pink-purple pupils.

Chapter 24 The Price of the Door Latch of Qunyu Pavilion is...

Should I go there?

Reason told Keqing not to go there.

But when Ke Qing came back to his senses, the wall was only one person away from him.

With a clearer conversation than before, Ke Qing recognized that the other person who spoke was Ye Lan.

"As a friend, let me give you a piece of advice. It's not suitable to go to Dao Wife now."

"No matter what, I must go to Dao Wife!"

"If you are so stubborn, I won't be able to stop you. I will hand over your work to others after you leave."

"In the past few years, you finally did something that made me happy."

"It's too early to be happy. Maybe you won't find what you want in Inazuma."

"So what if I can't find him? I should have gone to see him long ago."

"Then, Mu Xian might have forgiven you five years ago, but after five years, do you think he will still forgive you?"

Mu Xian, Dao Wife still forgives you?

These few words can make Keqing guess many things, and after that, she can't believe it.

But so what, the disbelief was quickly replaced by the joy in my heart, and the stagnation accumulated in the past five years was rushed away.

The disappointed eyes and the figure falling into the sea gradually faded away in the memory prison of the past, and other memories hidden behind them kept emerging.

The lost self was protected by Mu Xian when he was a child, and he met the kind-looking but gloomy eyes in front of him...

The wound on his knee was wrapped in medicine and it was a little cold, his face was so cold, but his movements were so gentle...

Yaoyao, who misses her father, pushes Mu Xian, obviously he is the one who is scolded by Yaoyao the most, but turns around to comfort herself who was also angered...

"Obviously I have worked very hard in the past five years to get used to life without him, obviously..."

Habit?But how can you get used to it! !

Keqing grabbed her right hand, but it was not just her right hand that was shaking, but her entire body.

Pulling the door open, Bai Shi who was standing outside was startled.

"Lord Yu Heng?" Baizhi asked tentatively, looking at Ke Qing who was obviously not right.