Yuanshin: I’m really not the rock king

Boundaries, just listening to this name, is enough to make human beings diverge their minds and fantasize about all kinds of landscapes that are different from the ordinary.

However, under the leadership of Hu Tao, Wang Xuan bypassed the border ghost wall, only to find that this place was like a paradise, not at all as miserable and pitiful as described by the folk Huangquan Road.

The sky on the border is very novel, different from the rotation of the sun and moon outside, and different from the eternal night and ignorance of the delusional slope, the sky here seems to be eternal dusk.

The clouds in the sky were dyed gold, and they couldn’t stop dying with the wind, but the golden dusk was motionless and stayed in the public opinion.

Around the border, there are small bridges and flowing water, green mountains and green vines, and the scenery is no less beautiful than any scenic spot, and there are several ghosts visible with naked eyes, lingering here.

There were also several ghosts, satisfied, and as soon as they entered the border, they floated towards the front with a smile and embarked on the road of no return.

Hu Tao regarded Wang Xu as a new confidant, and while leading the way, he did not forget to help introduce: “Here, there were originally two middle-aged people and a young man, one had already left, and the remaining two, said to stay and watch the sunset more.” ”

“The girl under the big tree over there has been waiting for more than ten years, saying that she will wait for someone, and even forgot the appearance of that person, and is still waiting here.”

Listening to the walnut, Wang Xuan subconsciously recalled a touching story: “Wait for someone? This reminds me of a story. ”

“After the death of the same woman, she turned into a ghost, under the agreed peach tree, waiting for 500 lang, waiting for many years, but did not wait, and accompanied the woman, only the peach blossoms that fell from the peach tree.”

“Finally, after …” Wang Xuan thought of this, but still adapted: “Through the help of a kind god, the woman learned. ”

“It turns out that the lover gave up everything, even if he couldn’t speak or hear, he would turn into a peach tree and accompany the woman forever.”

Hu Tao listened fascinated, never imagined that in terms of ghost stories, there is actually someone who can know more than her, and it is such a touching story.

When Zhong Li heard this, he couldn’t help nodding: “Very sad story, Mr. Wang Xuan, really well-informed.” ”

This is all from the front of the crossing, Wang Xu did not say much, and directly gestured forward: “Grandpa over there, isn’t it?” ”

Reminded by him, Hu Tao had no intention of immersing himself in the story, and hurriedly looked and found that it was indeed a pair of ghost grandchildren, and the grandfather was holding his grandson and crying bitterly.

But at this moment, the old man is not like the monster skeleton that is more than ten meters tall outside, it is a normal image of an old man.

“Grandson, grandpa, grandpa still thinks that he will never see you again.”

“Grandpa, don’t cry, I, I’m fine, you see, I’m fine now!”

A few seconds after speaking, the grandfather saw Hu Tao’s group, and was immediately shocked, how can the living people come to this place?

Then reacted and hurriedly protected his grandson behind him: “You! Don’t come here! ”

Hu Tao, who was originally hippie and smiling, looked quite serious at the moment, and first solemnly apologized: “Grandpa, I’m really sorry, in order to let you sleep for a long time before, I shot a little heavier.” ”

“Secondly, I hope you can understand, because if you continue like that, neither you nor your grandchildren will lose all memories, be affected by the power of the demon god, and it is easy to become a harmful evil spirit…”

“Nonsense.” The old grandfather ghostly blew his beard and glared, and remembered the anger of his grandson being forced to sleep by walnut before: “After so many years, my grandson and I have nothing to do!” “。”

“Grandpa is for me, it’s like this.”

The old grandfather’s face changed suddenly, and he was surprised, although he wanted to change into a gentle expression, he couldn’t do it for a while, so he could only look at his little grandson stunned.

The grandson did not look at his grandfather, but took the initiative to bow to Hu Tao: “I’m sorry, Mom and Dad said that if you do something wrong, you have to say sorry.” ”

“Actually, in fact, grandpa, I don’t remember anything, I, when I just woke up, I was scared, it was grandpa who comforted me.”

“Later, a very terrible black fog appeared, as if, as if he wanted to swallow me, grandpa desperately swallowed those black fogs in order to protect me, and then became what it was later.”

Children have limited thinking ability, and their speaking logic is slightly chaotic (adef), but Wang Xuan and his group can still hear a rough idea.

That is, this grandfather and the child are not biological grandchildren, at best, two lonely newborn ghosts, warming each other.

But the old grandfather really loves the child as his own grandson, even in the face of the remnants of the demon god, he must fight hard to protect this grandson.

Even, Wang Xu could faintly imagine that the ghost of the old grandfather was not enough to save his grandson, so he returned to the bones with a great willpower, and with great willpower, he manipulated the bones that had long decayed and dug up his burial place.

With that skeleton, he protected his grandson, and it was precisely because the bones were too contaminated that the entire corpse would turn into a monster more than ten meters tall.

The child’s narration became more and more urgent, for fear that Wang Xu and others would not have the patience to listen to it: “Also, grandpa is in pain, swallowing black fog, grandpa is very, very painful, very painful, painful.” ”

While speaking, the child also imitated it, his expression slowly twisted viciously, trying his best to show the pain when he was tortured by the black fog.

“Grandchildren, grandchildren.” Grandpa grabbed the child, and the old tears ran rampant: “It doesn’t hurt, grandpa doesn’t hurt at all!” ”

Even if he was hugged by his grandfather, the child did not stop and continued to look at Hu Tao: “So, so, I, thank you sister, don’t let grandpa hurt anymore!” ”

Finally thanked him, the child snuggled up to his grandfather again: “Grandpa lied!” It obviously hurts, and now, it won’t hurt anymore. “Grandpa. (Read violent novels, just go to Feilu Fiction Network!) ）

On the way back, Wang Xu did not say anything for a long time, but strangers can become grandfathers and grandchildren, how is this scene in this corner not a historical epitome of Liyue?

When he was in Mond, through Wendy’s lecture on the Dragon’s Back Snow Mountain, Wang Xuan understood that Wendy was worried that Mond City would be hit by a sky island nail before secretly cooperating with the Empress of Winter.

On Liyue’s side, I recalled Zhong Li’s story of ancient and undelusional demon gods, the story of the grandfather and grandson in front of him, and the root of all grief came from the demon god war thousands of years ago.

And the Demon God War is exactly the order of Sky Island, if Sky Island does not give an order, how can many Demon Gods, who were originally safe and sound, fight to this point, fight to the great Liyue, many Demon Gods.

In the end, the dead and sleepy, who could move freely, was left alone with Zhongli.

The more he watched, the more Wang Xu understood why the seven ruling of the earthly world secretly laid out the overall situation, and once he had such an experience, he definitely didn’t want it to happen again.

Wang Xu’s mentality seems to have been baptized, and he originally just thought that he would set up a stall every day and live a small life.

Now, he hopes to get more, master more, and even control the sky and the abyss, so that this experience will not be repeated in front of him.