[Original God_Zhong Li's personal orientation] Changhe

Speaking of the swordsman practicing sword at sunset, talking about the voice in the fire.

"What is the purest thing in the world...?" the blacksmith muttered to himself.He didn't expect to get an answer, anyway, after finishing this basket of words, he still wanted to move on.Probably the people living in this land also have some characteristics of rock, some are stubborn, some are unwavering.

"Go to a high place, you will get that pure thing." Ke Qing replied suddenly.

The man with pure golden eyes bid him farewell with the God's Eye dangling from his waist.

Han's blacksmith turned around and climbed to a high place, crawling, suddenly thinking:

Did Ke Qing hear my complaint just now, or did she not hear it?

If you hear me and ignore me again, is this...?

The mountain road was steep and difficult, so he had to put aside these doubts and concentrate on going up the mountain.

When he reached the top of the mountain, the top of the mountain was different from what he had imagined.Echoing the forgotten dream, his heart ached, but he couldn't remember anything about that dream.

The top of the mountain was extremely flat, just like the Yujing Terrace he had seen before.There is a vermilion archway around it, and a few birds that are out of season are sitting on it.

The owner of the top of the mountain is a young man who once wore a long white robe. He is burying his head in carving... a long dragon.Quite carefully.

With each engraving, the boy asks himself a question, about contract or fairness, about the past or the future.

He asked himself: "What is the injustice in the world?"

He replied: "The loyal betray, the honest lie, the lovers part, the blind date kills, all kinds of things."

He asked himself, "What is fair in the world?"

He replied: "Those who are separated will definitely gather and return; those who break the contract must be punished. Those who lose their loved ones, those who lose treasures, and those who suffer injustice will be compensated."

At the end, the dragon only has eyes without carvings.

The boy turned his head back, he had eyes like gold and stones, like golden amber without impurities in the world.

"What are you doing here?" the boy asked.

"Come to ask for the purest thing in the world," the blacksmith added. "The fairy he met before, he said, is here."

Seeing that the boy seemed about to hand something over, the blacksmith quickly said, "Please wait, I have something to say."

The young man fixed a glance at him, and then said, "I can listen to what you have to say, but as a contract, you have to do one thing for me."

According to the contract, the blacksmith took over the masonry work from the boy.

Put some eyes on that stone dragon.

"What do you want to say?" The young man stroked the stone dragon with his hand, and then slowly raised his head to look at the sky.

"I want to ask Shan, the injustices in this world, do haters reconcile, do liars trust, and the emperor has always been doing unfair protection?" Many images flashed in front of the blacksmith's eyes. The barefoot man in white robe standing under the tree, the woman in black robe combing her hair by the pond, the man in black robe sitting behind the desk and cutting paper.The gust of wind passed by slowly, blowing the lime left by the craftsman's hands.

And this boy in front of him.

They all have the same eyes, and they will gaze into Liyue's eyes forever.

But the boy didn't answer.He has been looking at the sky.

Later, the blacksmith knew why he was looking at the sky.

After the dotted stone dragon wagged its tail, it suddenly fell straight down from the top of the mountain and the sea of ​​clouds in the sky.

The climbers were at the end, and heard a voice from below: ——! !

The climber turned his head and saw the young man looking up at the sky, with tears streaming down his face.His face was full of golden tears like smelting gold.

He saw a kind of unhappiness in the young man, the young man seemed very relieved, but also seemed a little sad, but this kind of sadness was an undercurrent in the water, and it was difficult to see another kind of current in the river, and it soon merged into one.Then, the boy looked down at the clouds and said to the craftsman: It's time for you to go back.

In the end, the boy didn't pay attention to his words.

Han's craftsmen woke up from their dreams.

When he opened his eyes, his father was standing by the iron furnace watching the fire, and the goma stick entrusted by Hall Master Hu seemed to have been recast.

"Why are you crying?" His father turned his head and asked in surprise.

"I... I don't know, I seem to have had a very long dream..." The craftsman had a terrible headache.

Before he finished speaking, he saw his father patting his thigh, also crying, and said: "Cry, cry, everyone in Liyue is crying this day."

"What's the matter?" The craftsman tried to wipe away his tears, but he couldn't wipe them away, and after a lot of wiping, new ones flowed out.

I heard the other party say: "Dijun... Rock King Dijun... It's gone...!"

Someone saw: it was a long dragon falling from the top of the cloud.

Someone said: That is the end of a contract.

The craftsman was speechless, and looked down at his hands.He rubbed his thumb and forefinger, bringing out a few traces of gravel powder.

"Clear Water River, is it already clear...?" He asked silently.I don't know who I'm asking.

He wiped his face again this time, and finally wiped away the tears.