I write novels in Liyue

"Oh, I see."

Shen He nodded.

She went back to the house with Shen He. Tingyu was lying in the blanket nest on the sofa, peeking out her little head and looking at her with a resentful expression.

Fang Qiu then realized that she seemed to have forgotten to prepare cat food for Tingyu...

Fang Qiu rushed into the kitchen and soon brought the fragrant cat food to Tingyu.

Seeing Fang Qiu's ingratiating manner, Tingyu finally withdrew her resentful gaze and began to eat her cat food.

"Well, Shen He, I'm going back to sleep now. Goodnight."

Watching Tingyu finish her cat food and go into her room, Fang Qiu smiled and said goodnight to Shen He.

Then he stretched and went back to his room.

Tingyu had already nestled into the cat bed, her head resting against the edge, quietly gazing out the window.

The snow is still falling outside the window.

Fang Qiu quickly took off her clothes, changed into her pajamas, and crawled into bed.

She fell asleep peacefully.

The snow outside the window was falling heavier and heavier, and the wind and snow were howling.

The streets of Liyue Harbor were nearly deserted.

Zhongli walked down the street, his feet crunching on the snow-covered cobblestones.

"As expected, no matter what I do, I can't taste the same flavor as I did back then."

Zhongli stopped, looked up at the night sky filled with falling snow, and a sense of loneliness appeared on his face.

The heavens move with all things, mountains and seas take on new forms, and stars rise from barren lands, shining as brightly as the sun.

This is something Ruotuo often says.

Just like Yang Jian in Fang Qiu's "Splitting the Mountain to Save Mother".

When he first suppressed Ruotuo, wasn't he doing so with the same intention that Yang Jian would have used to suppress the Third Holy Mother?

He dotted Ruotuo's eyes, and Ruotuo followed him in his battles, their bond was like that of brothers.

However, after Ruotuo was worn down, it caused havoc in the area, and he had no choice but to suppress it despite his reluctance.

He doesn't regret doing it.

However, seeing the play written by Fang Qiu inevitably reminded him of Ruotuo.

He remembered the expression on Ruotuo's face when he willingly sealed her underground, and the trembling voice in Ruotuo's voice when she called his name after her consciousness disappeared.

"If only I could meet you face to face one day and have another drink with you."

Zhongli sighed, withdrew her gaze, and continued walking forward.

He drank one of the two jars of wine and left the other jar for Ruotuo.

Just then, a voice came from the wind and snow.

"Ten Hilichurls, running around for food, one choked to death and there was no saving him, so only nine remained. Nine Hilichurls, exhausted from sleepless nights, fell asleep and died, so only eight remained..."

As Hu Tao walked toward the entrance of the Hall of Rebirth, she hummed the dark nursery rhyme that Fang Qiu had improvised for her a couple of days ago.

She really liked the nursery rhyme Fang Qiu created for her called "Ten Hittites".

It can be said to be comparable to her "Qiuqiu Ballad".

Just as she continued singing, she saw Zhongli standing on the snowy street, watching her.

"Zhongli, good evening! Have you eaten?"

Hu Tao waved her hand.

"Greetings, Master. In response to your question, not yet."

Zhongli shook his head and said.

"You haven't eaten?"

Hu Tao smiled triumphantly and said, "I've already eaten, and I had a grand meal at Wanmin Hall."

Looking at Hu Tao, who was standing with his hands on his hips and grinning at him, Zhong Li couldn't help but smile faintly.

"Master, the snow is getting heavy. Let's go back to the Hall of Rebirth first."

Zhongli said.

"Row."

Hu Tao nodded, followed Zhong Li, and said, "By the way, where have you been so late?"

"I went to visit an old friend."

Zhongli said.

"An old friend? Does that refer to someone who has passed away? Did they pass by our ancestral hall?"

Hu Tao turned her head, blinked, and asked.

"It refers to an old friend."

Zhongli glanced helplessly at the hall master, whose thoughts were constantly shifting, and said...

"An old friend? Did he order the service offered by our Rebirth Hall? You know, the one that includes corpse collection throughout Liyue."

Hu Tao was speaking when she suddenly seemed to remember something and asked, "By the way, have you ever read any of Fang Qiu's plays?"

"You mean 'Splitting the Mountain to Save Mother'?"

Zhongli asked.

"Ah, yes, yes, that's it."

Walnut nodded.

"I've seen it."

Zhongli nodded.

"That's good. Today, Yu Tea House sang 'Splitting the Mountain to Save Mother II,' and it should be shown at Yingyinglou in a few days. You can go and watch it; it's very good and healing."

A malicious smirk crept onto Hu Tao's lips.

No sooner had he finished speaking than Zhongli said, "I've also read 'Splitting the Mountain to Save Mother II'."

"Huh? So you were here too? Then why didn't I see you?"

Hu Tao was somewhat puzzled.

"Perhaps the hall master didn't notice."

Zhong Li said calmly.

"Is that right?"

Hu Tao raised an eyebrow and then said, "So? What's your opinion?"

"It's a good show."

Zhong Li said calmly.

Upon reaching the Hall of Rebirth, the door creaked open, and the wind and snow immediately swept into the hall.

Hu Tao quickly walked into the gate of the Hall of Rebirth and then closed the door.

As soon as she entered, Sanmi ran up to Hu Tao and then jumped into Hu Tao's arms.

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P.S.: My grandma came over when I was sleeping yesterday, and I only slept for a little over three hours. I'm so tired, I'll take a nap... I'll definitely update when I wake up.

I'm referring to a book: "I Play the Villain in Genshin Impact!"

Chapter 278 Release Date (3,000 words)

early morning.

The sky remained overcast.

Fortunately, after three days of heavy snow, the snow finally subsided considerably, with only sporadic flakes falling.

For a time, the streets and alleys of Liyue Harbor were bustling with activity, especially outside the Wanwen Collection, where novel enthusiasts lined up in long queues with umbrellas.

"Boss lady, give me a copy of 'Weathering With You' and another copy of 'The Temptation of the Wild Boar'."

"Hiss... Bro, what the heck is 'The Temptation of the Wild Boar'? Even though you're from Mondstadt, the wind god who believes in freedom, but... isn't this a bit too much of a stretch...? We have a very famous doctor in Liyue named Bai Shu, I suggest you take some time to see him..."

"Why see a doctor? 'The Temptation of Wild Boar' is just a wild boar recipe book, is there anything strange about it?"

"Uh... so it's a recipe book, hahaha, never mind then, ma'am, I'd like a copy of 'Weathering With You,' a copy of 'Reborn as a Slime and Gaining the Skill of Devouring,' and a copy of 'My Tentacles Are Invincible.'"

The proprietress, Ji Fang, exhaled a puff of white breath onto her hands, rubbed them together, found three books, handed them to the novel enthusiast, and received sixty Mora.

"Ugh, it's so cold. When will the weather clear up?"

Looking at the gloomy sky outside the window, Ji Fang sighed.

It's been snowing for so many days now, and it shows no signs of stopping.

Just as she was lamenting the weather, the people queuing outside Wanwenji were shivering in the cold wind.

"My goodness...it's so cold...it's so cold I feel like writing a poem..."

"I didn't expect someone who looks like a roughneck to be able to compose poetry?"

"That must mean your crotch is on fire, of course."

"Oh ho? You're spouting rhymes all the time, why don't you recite one?"

"The snow is falling heavily, passersby are watching, and the snowflakes are enjoying themselves."