Yuanshin: Holding the Yuanshen system in hand, sweeping across the stars

Ren Yiming was strolling on the streets of Liyue. At this moment, the lights were just on and the moon was shining in the sky.

The sound of sizzling and stir-frying came from the brightly lit Wanmin hall, and the Zhongyuan offal food stall next door was crowded with people who came to try it out.

Liyue's adventurer's guild was crowded with people, and Ashanpo's toy stall was crowded with children.

The fishmonger Lao Gao and Lao Sun gathered together, murmuring, and came up with some crooked idea to deceive people.

When Dr. Cha mentioned the excitement, he slapped the gavel and unfolded the fan, and the whole hall applauded.

Ying'er's slender hands touched the delicate ceramics gently, and she introduced the objects to the guests in a gentle voice, but she didn't know what she said, which made the male guest blush.

Light smoke curls up from the teahouse on Yanshang, precious gas and pearls shine in front of Xie Cui, and the tinkling of cold front ironware.

The Crescent Pavilion welcomes and sees off, the Star Room is magnificent, and the fireworks and lamp makers gather together.

There was only a crisp sound, and a red light and shadow flew straight into the sky, and the fireworks that exploded in the night sky were reflected on everyone's faces.

"Oh!"

A firework exploded, and in the colorful flames, Zhongli's slender figure slowly gathered beside Ren Yiming, his face was also dyed colorful by the firework.

"Fireworks are fleeting, and occasionally, I will come out to take a look. This epitome of the era of rule by man, doesn't it bother you?"

Ren Yiming looked at Zhongli's serious thinking, and shook his head slightly: "It's a great honor to have an emperor... no, it's a great honor to have Mr. Keqing travel with you."

Ren Yiming replied, raised his arms, and wiped off the dust on his forehead with his sleeves.

Ren Yiming turned his head to look at the adventurers and ordinary people who were watching, and saw that they all showed joyful expressions, as if they were watching some wonderful program.

"Isn't today the Sea Lantern Festival?" Ren Yiming asked suspiciously. "Why is it so lively?"

Zhongli replied, "Occasionally there will be celebrations held by the people spontaneously, and it can be done after reporting to the General Affairs Department."

Ren Yiming nodded, and casually surveyed the surrounding environment.The surrounding decorations are indeed very beautiful, with carved beams and painted buildings, resplendent and magnificent, shining with dazzling light, very dazzling.

"Oh~!" A little girl ran in from the door suddenly and almost bumped into Ren Yiming.

Ren Yiming stretched out his hands to support the little girl, picked her up, and placed her firmly on the floor.

The little girl looked sweet and lovely, with two shofar braids, and an apple-like face full of excitement. She took Ren Yiming's arm and said with a shake, "Thank you brother."

Ren Yiming was slightly taken aback, then nodded with a smile, and said, "Well, you're welcome."

"What's your brother's name? Let's get to know each other!" The little girl held Ren Yiming's arm, raised her head, and asked expectantly.

The little girl looked seven or eight years old, immature and delicate, with beautiful features, very cute.

Ren Yiming looked at her clear eyes, couldn't help but smiled and said, "My name is Ren Yiming, what's your name?"

"Hee hee~" The little girl smiled sweetly and said, "My name is Lin Xia."

"Give it to you." Lin Xia handed the windmill in Ren Yiming's hand, "Father is calling me, brother goodbye."

Watching the little girl skipping away and holding onto the palm of the middle-aged man not far away, in his memory, he was also held by his father like this when he was young, walking through the streets and alleys.

Ren Yiming aimed at the windmill and blew lightly, the windmill whirled and turned.

As a result, when he raised his eyes, Ren Yiming met Zhong Li's eyes that seemed to be smiling but not smiling. He suddenly blushed, he was so grown up, he looked like a child playing with a windmill...

Just as Ren Yiming was about to defend himself, he saw Zhong Li move two steps to his side, standing in front of the windmill stall, and in the warm greeting of the boss, he chose a windmill that was exactly the same as Ren Yiming's.

"The wind is like an old friend coming."

There was nostalgia in his eyes, Ren Yiming frowned, his eyes fell on the windmill in his hand, indeed, the wind was like an old friend.

"Traveler." Zhong Li called out to him.

"?" Ren Yiming looked at Zhongli puzzled, and finally saw the other person's gaze, wandering between the windmill and the stall owner.

Oh, I got it.

Ren Yiming resigned to his fate and paid the money, and then accompanied Zhongli to wander around the world.

"What a real world." Ren Yiming sighed.

Hearing Ren Yiming's emotion, Zhongli was silent for a moment.

"What's wrong?" Sensitively aware of Zhong Li's strangeness, Ren Yiming turned his head to look back.

"It's all right, let's go shopping in front again. I don't know if Mr. Yun will perform on stage today."

Zhong Li said lightly.

"Yes." Ren Yiming followed Zhongli, and the two walked towards Yunhan Club.

Outside Yunhanshe, there are several pots of strangely shaped plants, with strong and straight branches, lush and dense leaves, thick and tough veins, showing a kind of bronze color, the crown of the tree is like a giant umbrella, covering the entire eaves of the restaurant, and the top of the crown is a layer The layers of green vines are like a large pothos covering the restaurant, which is breathtaking.

Ren Yiming approached the door and saw a plaque standing outside the door, with the words "Yunhan Society" written on it.

There was a lot of people inside the door, the gongs and drums were loud, and the clear opera voice lingered for three days, accompanied by the sound of applause from the audience. It was a scene of enthusiasm.

Unfortunately, Yun Jin did not perform on stage today, and on the stage at the moment was a handsome young man in white.

He was dressed as a white-faced scholar, holding a volume of books in his hands, his eyes were fixed on the pages in his hands, his lips were slightly parted, and he slowly recited: "After the first watch, everything is silent~"

His eyes were focused and his heart was absorbed in the book.

The audience in the audience immediately burst into applause.

Ren Yiming stood behind the crowd, quietly looking at the scholars on the stage.

Life is like a play.

Ren Yiming has watched many movies and anime, but he never imagined that one day he would actually experience such an unimaginable time-travel in such a way.

His life has been completely changed, and his soul has been taken to another time and space, separated from the world he is familiar with.

"Chong--!"

The sudden knocking sound awakened Ren Yiming who was deep in thought.

"Chong--!"

"Clang clang!"

When the opera was over, the sound of the exit gong sounded. Ren Yiming and Zhong Li silently withdrew from the audience amidst the sound of "Entry" in front of the audience.

The moon is bright and the wind is clear, and the cool breeze blows.

The bustling sounds dissipated, insects sang around, and the night wind blew, and the shadows of the two people were stretched out in the moonlight.

Ren Yiming heard Zhongli's melancholy sigh under the moon.

"Born here, growing up here, the world is naturally real."

Ren Yiming paused when he heard the words, and silently retracted what he wanted to say. So, did he ever doubt it?

"The journey will come to an end one day, there is no need to rush."

"The market is closed, and the noisy pier is asleep. Go and rest."