I write novels in Liyue

Upon seeing them come out, they immediately turned their gazes towards them.

Fang Qiu couldn't help but smile.

To be honest, long sea voyages can be quite tedious, so they certainly wouldn't refuse a card game to pass the time.

Chapter 405 Liyue Arrives (Part 2)

"Don't say anything, I don't want to understand, at least I still have a beautiful dream..."

Accompanied by melodious and gentle singing, under the deep night sky, the Death Star, carrying the Southern Cross fleet, sailed through the waves.

As the ship sailed by, waves rippled across the deep blue sea.

time flies.

Twenty days passed in the blink of an eye.

It was afternoon, and the rain was drizzling down. As far as the eye could see, there were only dark, gloomy clouds.

The Death Star, carrying the Southern Cross fleet, sailed through the torrential rain.

"Fang Qiu, have a cup of hot water and rest for a bit. You're not completely recovered yet."

Ying placed a cup of hot water on Fang Qiu's desk and said.

"Thank you."

Fang Qiu smiled faintly, put down the quill pen in her hand, picked up the hot water cup and took a small sip. Her previously sickly face showed some improvement.

"Fang Qiu, don't push yourself so hard. We're almost in Liyue today, so take a rest."

Paimon looked at the densely written manuscript by Fang Qiu with a worried expression and said.

"Don't worry, I know what I'm doing."

Fang Qiu chuckled and looked out the window, a hint of anticipation flashing in her eyes, and said, "I can't wait, it's finally time to go to Liyue."

"Yes, yes, we can finally eat Xiangling's cooking. I wonder what new dishes she has this time."

Paimon looked on expectantly.

"Yes, we can eat while telling Hu Tao about our journey. She'll definitely want to join in the fun."

Fang Qiu said with a smile.

Unlike the smooth journey to Inazuma, the return trip was incredibly difficult.

Two days ago, they encountered a major storm, and sea monsters attacked the Southern Cross fleet in the waves.

As a result, some crew members were injured.

They were attacked by a giant octopus.

Like the Kraken.

More precisely, like the Kraken in a horror movie called "Deep Rising" that she and her sister watched in their previous life.

She fell seriously ill after that incident.

However, it wasn't because I was scared, nor because I was attacked by a giant octopus.

On the contrary, she performed exceptionally well in that battle, severing three of the octopus's large tentacles and even poking two large holes in the octopus's body.

Finally, the giant octopus was cleaved in two by Beidou's Dragon Ascension Sword, which descended from the sky.

That slash, accompanied by surging lightning, descended from the sky.

No strike could be more devastating than this.

"You can still laugh? I was so worried about you."

Paimon stamped his foot and said, "The Traveller clearly told us to go back to the cabin and hide."

"I'm not injured, am I?"

Fang Qiu smiled.

She didn't want to join the fight, but she saw a young woman being grabbed by tentacles.

By the time she came to her senses, she had already rushed into the rain.

A massive frost sword shot out, cleaving the bucket-thick tentacle in two before plunging it deep into the sea.

The young lady was also very agile and landed smoothly on the boat.

"And then you got caught in the rain and fell seriously ill..."

Paimon put his hands on his hips and said with a helpless expression.

Fang Qiu smiled awkwardly, unable to refute.

She was not injured in the battle, but she fell ill from being caught in the rain and chilled, and was bedridden for two days due to excessive physical exertion.

She wasn't feeling much better until this morning.

"Alright, take a rest, so that when you get to Liyue you won't still look sickly when you see Hu Tao and Shen He."

Ying walked up to Fang Qiu, lifted the white hair on Fang Qiu's forehead with her hand, and then pressed her forehead against Fang Qiu's forehead.

A delicate, warm sensation immediately followed.

Fang Qiu's pupils contracted, and before she could react, Ying stepped back and said, "It's getting a bit hot again. You can't overexert yourself. You need to rest."

"Ok."

Fang Qiu reluctantly put away the manuscript, stretched, and lay down on the bed.

The story is already halfway done. After returning to Liyue, I should be able to finish it in another half month.

Thinking this way, a wave of sleepiness washed over me.

When she woke up again, candles were lit in the room, and rain was still falling outside the window.

However, unlike the usual pitch-black sea, the water's surface reflected bright lights.

Moreover, the ship appears to have stopped sailing.

"Fang Qiu, you're awake? We were just about to wake you up."

Paimon and Ying were packing their luggage, while Xin Yan and the girl she had saved were helping.

"This is?"

Fang Qiu was somewhat puzzled.

"We've arrived in Liyue."

Paimon exclaimed excitedly, "Get up and get ready! I'm so hungry, I want a big meal!"

"Have we arrived in Liyue?"

Fang Qiu opened the window, and the sound of pattering rain immediately filled his ears. Before him was a bustling dock, but perhaps because of the rain, there weren't many people on the dock. Then came the prosperous Liyue Harbor.

Fang Qiu quickly got out of bed and tidied up her clothes, which were a little messy from sleeping.

She had offered to help with the luggage, but the travelers refused, saying she was a patient.

So she became the one who held the umbrella for others.

They walked through the streets of Liyue, holding oil-paper umbrellas. The pattering rain pattered on the umbrellas, making a "drip-drip-drip" sound.

Although Liyue Harbor was shrouded in rain, the streets of Liyue Harbor were still bustling with activity.

On the roadside, under the lamplight, next to a flag that reads "One hundred to five thousand," a leisurely old man is whistling and playing chess with a young man, his legs crossed.

The young man opposite him turned red in the face, seemingly trapped in a dead end. In the end, he handed over one hundred Mora and admitted defeat with a pained expression.

Fang Qiu, who was passing by, shook his head.

Sure enough, most young people can't face the formidable presence of the old man on the street.

Of course, this excludes young people with smartphones.

Back when smartphones were just becoming popular, people with nothing better to do would often take their smartphones, turn on extremely difficult AI to play chess with old men, and then completely defeat the old men.

Shortly after they left, a tall, upright young man dressed in the robes of the Wangsheng Hall came down from the teahouse upstairs. He glanced at the chessboard and sat down opposite the old man.

Fang Qiu and the travelers returned to Fang Qiu's home. Shen He seemed to be on a mission and was not at home.

After putting down their luggage and tidying up, they thought about it and decided to go to Wangshengtang and invite Hu Tao to have a good meal at Wanmintang.

Let's bring Tingyu along too.

It had been so long since they last met. She wondered if the silly cat still recognized her. Holding an umbrella, they walked towards the Hall of Rebirth.

However, as I passed by the chessboard run by the old man, I noticed that the old man, who had been full of vigor at the beginning, had become someone who looked like he was questioning the meaning of life.

I don't know what happened.

Fang Qiu naturally didn't ask, and they walked towards the Hall of Rebirth.

As they got closer to the Hall of Rebirth, Fang Qiu couldn't help but feel excited, and his pace quickened.

Finally, she, the traveler, and Paimon, holding umbrellas, arrived at the Hall of Rebirth.

The shrine to the deceased was as deserted as ever, with no passersby around.

They arrived outside the Hall of Rebirth, whose doors were not closed. They could see that Hu Tao was having a meeting with the young female attendant.

"That guy Zhongli actually said he had something to do and wouldn't listen to my brilliant ideas. Humph, what could he possibly have to do? He's probably just gone to listen to music again."

Walnut patted Sanmi with dissatisfaction, while Tingyu lay beside her.

"Master..."

"That's what the young lady said."

"Don't interrupt, I have another plan, which is an ice coffin. After a person dies, the body is prone to decomposition during the vigil. So, we can recruit a person with an ice-type God's Eye to help condense an ice coffin to hold the body."

Walnut continued her sermon.

"Miss Fang Qiu, she..."

"That's what the young lady said."

"Fang Qiu? She is indeed the owner of the Ice-type God's Eye, but she's not very good at it. Let's find someone else."