Genshin Impact: Report to the Emperor! Xiao Shen is creating people again

"Qianluo? How could you have such an idea..." The worries in his heart lingered in his stomach for several circles, and Chongyun finally said it bluntly, "Pretending is wrong. Even if you really pretend to be someone else's favorite, that is not yourself, it is a deception."

"But that would get him everything he wants." Shen Qianluo shook his head, leaning against the tree trunk and said calmly, "After all, no one in this world can accept the real him. What's wrong with pretending for a lifetime to get what he wants?"

Clearly seeing the nonchalant yet paranoid expression on the other's pretty face, the young Taoist couldn't help but feel anxious and worried: "How could there be no one who can accept him? Qianluo, you are denying the meaning of his existence as a living individual. I, I beg you to disagree."

Shen Qianluo seemed to be smiling.

This was the first time the boy smiled when he was alone with the boy. There was a lonely light in his eyes that no one could understand: "His true form is in a state of disgrace and filth. If disguise is the best way, I think he will definitely choose this."

"…Hey, my friend, although I am not that good, you can't insult me ​​in front of me like this, right?"

The ghost, who should have been happy that someone agreed with his point of view, kept silent for a long time. When he heard the unspeakable meaning in the boy's voice, he finally couldn't help but began to refute him indignantly.

Shen Qianluo's long eyelashes drooped like crow feathers, and he seemed to be thinking about something. He paused for a moment and spoke again. The feeling that he had to disguise himself was much lighter: "It's just that I see that the ghost has strange ideas, and I feel something in my heart. Don't take it too seriously."

Chongyun looked at him who was so unpredictable, and was hesitant to speak for a moment, not knowing what to do.

Do all the children of Liyue today have such heavy emotions suppressed in their hearts?

…This is really hard to ignore.

"Have you learned the technique to communicate with ghosts?"

"Ah... yeah." Chongyun's heart skipped a beat when he met the boy's gaze. He nodded hastily, "You demonstrated it to me before. I learned it."

Shen Qianluo still looked calm and stood up straight: "Okay, it's time to challenge that ghost in a duel."

The ghost on the other end of the communication ball was chatting excitedly: ???

After finding out the location where the ghost was lingering, Chongyun's journey of catching ghosts became particularly smooth. Shen Qianluo finally took on the duties of the director and watched the young man's back as he practiced hard and skillfully exorcised evil spirits.

Of course, it cannot be denied that the ghost was frightened by the pure yang body.

But the boy closed his eyes in a rare moment of anxiety.

…He doesn’t understand.

I also felt extremely bored and didn't want to understand it anymore.

The ghost he was evaluating actually refers to himself to a greater extent.

Isn't it good to continue pretending? Play a heartless, smart and sensible companion in the eyes of everyone, blending in with everyone and protecting the so-called human beings.

Obviously, this is enough to comfort the gods.

…camouflage.

Do we really have to keep pretending forever?

Gritting his teeth, the boy turned his gaze away from Chongyun, who was talking humbly to the thanking woman, and suddenly stepped back, his figure quickly disappearing in the lonely moonlight.

All that was left was the bustling sound of flowing water under a small bridge, with light piecing together fragments of the sea surface and whispering shadows flowing down the grass and trees.

"Eh? Where did Qianluo go? Did he go to find his next competitor? I haven't thanked him properly yet... He taught me how to talk to ghosts."

Chongyun turned his head inadvertently during the conversation and was stunned for a moment. He looked around with a sense of loss, and finally sighed helplessly, "However, with his strength, even if he ran around in the woods..."

"Don't worry about any accidents..."

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The woods are especially eerie and scary at night.

Shen Qianluo panted for breath, and finally stopped in a deserted place. He supported himself on a tree trunk with one hand, unable to suppress the surging emotions in his eyes. He sneered and whispered.

"Why won't you see me?"

The rolling wind whistled through the boy's soft hair, carrying the leaves that whispered strangely after colliding with each other, and there was deathly silence all around.

He slowly stood up, his chest rising and falling slightly with burning sensation, and the darkness in his eyes gradually trembled from the deepest part of his pupils: "...Are you laughing at me like this?"

"I carefully and cautiously observed everyone's attitude, pretending to imitate the once lovable Shen Qianluo, but was surprised to find that..."

"I am not the same as him now. I still can't become that person?"

The boy's childish voice trembled almost brokenly, and the fingertips hanging by his side also closed up hesitantly little by little.

"ha."

At the most unexpected moment, he finally heard the young man's contemptuous smile in his heart, and his body suddenly froze at this moment.

"you…!"

"Want to recreate in front of him the old friend he misses the most? I admit that I am a fake myself." The boy's voice was always so pleasant and clear, like the cool mountain spring flowing through the rocks, but underneath the playful frivolity, there was a hint of complete indifference and contempt.

"What on earth are you..."

"Then, have you ever thought that no matter where he is, he is actually wearing a disguise?"

The countless words that he wanted to question, which were suppressed in his heart, were stuck in the boy's throat at this moment: "...What?"

In that moment of shock, he even thought he had heard it wrong.

The voice in his heart seemed to reveal its excitement and malice more and more undisguisedly as he was surprised.

"There's nothing wrong with your imitation. You can't become him, and you'll never be him. His setting is false, so you should just be a false existence as well."

"Now that you've had a mental breakdown, don't just leave him. Isn't it better to stay by his side and be a good kid?"

"I…"

Witnessing the boy's distraction, the voice laughed even more happily.

"You have enough advantages, but you still want this. Let me think about it, what kind of ambition do you have that makes you want to... get more understanding and communication from him?"

"I...didn't..." Standing stiffly in the biting cold wind, the boy tried to open his mouth to refute something countless times, but his fragmented struggle was completely drowned out by the boy's frivolous and cruel words.

"…Really? Are you trying to trick me into taking back my body?"

The boy laughed vaguely anyway, his voice full of provocation and tinged with hypocritical consolation.

"Well, you should head to the Golden House. Someone is on his way there to stop the Fatui's son from taking the Heart of God."

"Helping him protect Liyue and witnessing the growth of humanity is the ending everyone wants to see, isn't it?"

In the end, the boy maintained the light tone of his smile, and hid himself once again without mercy, dissolving into his almost collapsed consciousness.

"Live the way everyone wants you to—"

"This is the truest Kamiya."

"Don't..."

"You are being willful."