Having promised to teach, Shen Qianluo began to teach seriously.

"I'm not very clear about the development of the alchemists. If you don't mind, try to attack me with all your strength."

"Attack with all your strength?" Chongyun seemed hesitant, "What if I hurt you, Qianluo..."

The night had already become cold, and a large and a small man stood facing each other. The cool breeze swept through their swaying hair, and their intertwined gazes gathered in the air, as if they were the only living thing in the darkness.

For some reason, Shen Qianluo restrained his lively temperament, changing his old attitude. His face was indifferent and he showed no emotion. His strong aura overwhelmed the plants and trees around him bit by bit, making him look restrained and indifferent.

His attitude was completely different from the disdainful one he had just shown towards Xiangling and Guoba.

Chongyun was so surprised that he didn't dare to talk to him.

It wasn't directed at any particular citizen of Liyue. The boy gave others the feeling that he was trying to figure out how to get along with others, or trying to figure out his own personality.

Whether it was facing Zhongli's obedience and scheming, or the naughty excitement he showed towards Xiangling, or the indifference he now showed after being scolded by Guoba for being hypocritical.

"Don't be afraid. Even though I don't have the Eye of God hanging outside my body, I can still use elemental power."

“In that case…” Hearing this, his eyes gradually became sharp, and Chongyun’s figure moved instantly, with the talismans on his fingertips shivering in the cold wind, “I won’t be polite either! Sword, out!”

With his eyes slightly focused, Shen Qianluo said no more and dodged to the side to avoid the sharp cold. His slim white clothes fluttered in the cold wind, his waist was flexible, dots of starlight transformed on his fingertips, and in a flash, magic flew out of his hands.

As soon as the spell was cast, the air around the boy seemed to become hotter, with a faint fire element burning in the air. As Shen Qianluo suddenly turned over and sprinted, silver hair flashed, and dark and dim eyes followed closely in front of him.

So fast!

Just as Chongyun's heart was tense and he was about to change his strategy, the boy's fingertips had instantly passed through the gap in the talisman's attack range and touched his chest with an extremely precise and powerful gesture.

"Good kung fu, but you need to continue your actual combat training."

“Wow, so awesome…” Although the kid was standing on a rock to maintain his height, Chongyun, who took a step back, still had a trace of cold sweat on his face, his face full of surprise and admiration, “Qianluo, you are so good at martial arts, where did you learn it from? Although I was defeated by you in this battle, I also lost with all my heart.”

Shen Qianluo calmly withdrew his hand, and thought for a moment as he jumped off the stone: "For the time being, just treat me as... a disciple of Mr. Zhongli."

The man mentioned in his mouth seemed to have made the boy calm down a little. The child sighed silently and looked at the young Taoist thoughtfully, "I roughly understand your situation. I heard that you have a pure Yang body that is rare in a thousand years. Are you worried that your physique is too strong and you can't see ghosts?"

"That's right. Qianluo, you are proficient in magic, do you have a solution?"

Facing the boy's years of distress, Shen Qianluo raised his eyebrows slightly and suddenly asked, "You've heard of...communication?"

"Communication?" Chongyun was stunned for a moment, and then he saw the child nodded after thinking about it. He quickly formed seals with his hands and outlined a strange spherical object in the air. The next second, it fell into his hand.

"This is the technique that can communicate with ghosts. If you want to see ghosts, it may not be easy, but... communicating with them and asking them to come out and fight is possible."

Chongyun was stunned.

·

So the young man could never have imagined that things would turn out like this.

He and the boy squatted in the bushes together. The former held a round communication ball in his hand, nervously watching the communication signal spread out like ripples, waiting for the ghost to connect, and the latter...

The latter was too short to squat, so he leaned against a nearby tree trunk like a master with his eyes lowered, his mood perhaps even lower than he let on.

However, Chongyun's mind was mostly focused on communicating with the ghosts, and he did not notice Shen Qianluo's abnormality for a while.

This is... the first time in his life that he might have the chance to talk to a ghost!

Although, this kind of conversation might be something he could never imagine in his lifetime...

Maybe Xingqiu still has a chance?

The young man was just daydreaming when the communication ball in his hand suddenly made a ding-dong sound and was connected.

"Huh? What is this? Such a strange power fluctuation..."

“Hello, um…?”

"Ah!? The air is talking! Mom, I saw a ghost! ! "

"You are a ghost yourself, so how can you say you have encountered a ghost?" Chongyun seemed righteous and awe-inspiring, yet secretly nervous and happy.

'? Yes, that makes sense...'

The man and the ghost soon started chatting. Just when Chongyun had calmed down his excitement of talking to a ghost for the first time and was trying to find out the ghost's location by asking various questions indirectly, Shen Qianluo on the side suddenly spoke.

"From what you said, you can't let go of the woman you love, so you wander around the world, transforming into the appearance of the man she likes, and often have secret meetings with her?"

"Huh? My friend, there is someone else beside you?" The ghost seemed surprised for a moment, then agreed, "Yes, that's a very accurate summary. I know that too much contact with her will affect her life. Maybe when I am satisfied, I can safely devote myself to reincarnation..."

"Transform yourself into someone else's appearance to meet the girl you like?" Chongyun grasped the key point and said in a puzzled tone, "It is indeed wrong to meet an old friend privately. But why don't you meet her in your own identity? She must miss you very much after your death."

"Well, isn't this a simple reason?" The ghost was particularly dissatisfied and started to yell.

"Since I really cherish her, I will of course act the most perfect in front of her. The real me is so unbearable, I'd rather die than disturb her peace."

Shen Qianluo, who was standing aside, froze for a moment.

"Should I say you are open-minded or not..." Chongyun's helpless voice still echoed in his ears. Every word he said touched the boy's heart, burning his soul. "Fraud is only a temporary disguise. Do you want to put on a perfect mask and deceive her for the rest of her life?"

Shen Qianluo's eyes, which had always been calm, finally showed a slight wave of emotion: "...Is it not possible?"

This time it was Chongyun who was stunned.

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