I write novels in Liyue

"Sir, you are joking. I am just an idle person, how could I possibly shoulder such an important task?"

Zhong Li's face stiffened, and his expression became slightly strange.

Even he was momentarily at a loss for words, finding it both funny and exasperating...

So he politely declined.

Uncle Tian had no choice but to give up.

Although he hadn't explicitly said it, it was quite clear that Mr. Zhongli was a smart man and wouldn't fail to understand his identity and meaning.

However, Mr. Zhongli still refused.

In other words, his heart is not in this matter, so there is no need to persuade him further.

"Thank you for your understanding, sir."

Zhongli smiled faintly, picked up his teacup, took a small sip, and then turned his gaze to the pavilion not far away.

Four people stood on the pavilion.

Three men and one woman, three tall and one short.

On his way back to Dihua Island, Xiao encountered three immortals and heard about Fang Qiu's new play.

He wasn't in the mood.

But when I heard it was a play about the Thousand Rock Army, I thought of the soldiers who died with Fushe. Although they were not strong, and even very weak, they were still heroes.

So he came with the three immortals.

"It is the Emperor."

"It is said by the True Lord Liuyun Borrowing the Wind."

Sensing Zhongli's gaze, Xiao also turned to look.

Speechless.

it is more than words.

Zhong Li nodded slightly and turned to look downstairs.

"here we go."

Beside him, True Lord Liuyun also shifted his gaze from Fang Qiu, who was sitting at the table by the sea, to the stage.

As a light and ethereal sound rang out, the crowd gradually fell silent.

Fang Qiu and the others also stopped chatting and looked up at the stage.

"They're here, they're here."

Paimon looked excited.

Yun Jin has made her appearance.

Under her operatic singing, the story unfolds from the family of Liyue five hundred years ago.

The couple lived in perfect harmony, and their child, though still young and innocent, was well-behaved and sensible.

happy.

But then, disaster struck.

Countless monsters surged out of the towering cliffs and headed straight for Liyue Harbor.

With the Emperor absent from Liyue, the responsibility of protecting the people falls on the Thousand Rock Army.

So, the husband, a soldier of the Qianyan Army, bid farewell to his wife and children, donned his military uniform, took his spear, and turned to walk into the wind and rain.

His wife waited anxiously at home.

Finally, the soldiers of the Thousand Rock Army returned.

However, when the wife went to greet him with the children, her husband was nowhere to be seen.

Upon hearing this, everyone's hearts tightened.

However, all that returned to his wife was a tattered helmet.

The husband died in the deep abyss of rock...

The sound of the child crying kept coming, and the wife knelt on the ground, her eyes lifeless...

The Lantern Festival has arrived.

The wife and children released lanterns, guiding her husband's spirit back to his hometown.

Under his wife's guidance, the child grew up and followed in his father's footsteps, becoming a soldier in Qianyan Army.

He came to the deep abyss where his father had died in battle and quietly looked up at the starry sky.

His figure overlapped with that of his father, who looked up at the sky before the decisive battle that day.

Time changes, and five hundred years pass in the blink of an eye.

Over the past five hundred years, people have come to the Abyss of Layered Rocks to gaze at the stars. Although they look and are different, they all share the same identity.

That was the Thousand Rock Army.

Ultimately, time stood still five hundred years later.

Under the starry sky.

Clad in velvet armor and wielding long spears, they looked up, just like the soldiers who sacrificed their lives five hundred years ago.

The song "Misplaced Time and Space" started playing at just the right moment.

The young soldier seemed to see the man who had shed tears five hundred years ago.

I heard his words from five hundred years ago, words that were sorrowful yet exceptionally firm.

"Forgive me, for I have already dedicated my life to the country, and can no longer dedicate it to my family."

After saying this, he wiped away his tears and, together with the equally young soldiers of the Thousand Rock Army beside him, shouted "Thousand Rock is firm, its peaks are unyielding!" and charged into the battlefield.

They bravely faced death, one after another.

The young Thousand Rocks soldier, holding his spear, thanked the Rock Abyss and began his patrol.

Behind him, the lights of Liyue Harbor shone brightly.

As the song "Misplaced Time and Space" ended, the story also came to a close.

Quiet.

Quiet.

The huge hall was completely silent. After a long while, accompanied by sobs, thunderous applause erupted.

"Great! Well sung! What a wonderful rendition of 'Misplaced Time and Space'!"

"At first I was thinking, what good stories could the Thousand Rock Army have? Now it seems I was too stupid. This land beneath my feet was bought with the blood and flesh of these Thousand Rock Army soldiers. Without them, the people of Liyue Harbor would have been slaughtered before the Emperor could return to Liyue, and there would be no Liyue as we know it today."

"I have already dedicated my life to the country, and it is difficult to dedicate it to my family... This is the most romantic sentence I have heard this year."

"Although it's a bit out of place, just a few days ago you said that 'dedicating oneself to the cause until death' was the most romantic thing I've heard all year."

"What can we do? Because that old rascal Fang Qiu has changed his most romantic words four or five times this year."

"That's true. Hearing that made me tear up... But I'm a little curious, if this is the most romantic thing I've heard this year, what is the most romantic thing you've ever heard in your life?"

"It's Qiang, you love me, and I want to marry you."

Upon hearing this answer, the person who asked the question fell silent, tears streaming down their face.

Besides them, everyone present was also moved to tears, each sobbing uncontrollably.

Even Fang Qiu was crying her eyes out, not to mention Xiang Ling and the others who had always lived in Liyue Harbor.

Yun Jin's performance far exceeded her expectations.

As expected of a famous Liyue performer!

However, Fang Qiu was a little surprised that not only was Xiang Ling crying very sadly, but even Guoba looked sad...

Could it understand the story Yun Jin sang?

“The Traveler… I thought of Fushe… him and Boyang… and those soldiers… these are all things that happened in Liyue. If Xiao saw this…”

Paimon spoke haltingly as he cried.

"Yes."

Ying nodded, looked up at the sky, and clear tears streamed down her cheeks.

The night sky is filled with twinkling stars.

Five hundred years ago, Fushe led the Thousand Rock Army in a fierce battle against the Layered Rocks. In the end, together with Boyang, they sealed the demon in the Layered Rock Abyss at the cost of their own lives.

The weight of stories carried by history is self-evident...

Even Hu Tao had tears glistening in her eyes.

In the past, during the war between demons and gods, countless lives were lost and plagues spread.

A world where death constantly devours the living.

The Hall of Rebirth was born.

Those at the Hall of Rebirth, one after another, risked their lives to defend the boundary between life and death, and finally drove death back.

This is the magnificence of facing death.

In a person's life, there will always be a limit that they are unwilling to regress from, even if it means death.

The Thousand Rock Army fights to protect the people of Liyue.

The ancestors of the Hall of Rebirth also fought to protect the boundary between life and death, preventing death from engulfing the land of Liyue.

They are all heroes.

This is what it means to have sturdy cliffs and unyielding peaks.

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