[Yuanshen] After full favorability, the dimension wall is broken

Mandrill's Invitation to Nuo You Chapter

Seventh, take this as an oath to promise me the next life

When I met him for the first time, it was under the light and shadow cast by a ginkgo.

When standing on the upper floor of the pavilion and looking down, the falling ginkgo leaves pass by the distant scenery that you can see when you look down.The sea of ​​flowers spreading from the bank of Dihuazhou is a burning autumn, looking at the entire Liyue made of rocks.

Circling along the stairs, taking the elevator painted with the pattern of the glass moon and going straight up, passing by black and white cats and dogs, passing through the sea of ​​flowers composed of neon clothes, passing by the fragrant kitchen, crossing the carved ancient paintings, through Layers upon layers of green leaves saw him.

He is the morning light when Liyue just wakes up in the early morning, and the shadow cast when looking at the huge round sun through the clouds between the clouds in the morning; at noon, when the stove is turned on in the kitchen and the smell of food is wafting, he is the hustle and bustle of people. The lingering smoke that rose last was the hazy daylight at 02:30 in the afternoon.At night, the flying sky lanterns will light up the entire Liyue Port.

In the shadow of the passing lake, he turned around, the corners of his dark red eyes slightly raised, and his golden pupils were like a calm and sparkling lake.

He says……

"Traveler?"

Um……?

"Traveler, it's already nine o'clock in the morning."

……Eh?

You suddenly sat up from the bed, staring at a pair of eyes, the whole person was a little dazed.

Ah... so it was a dream.

I don't know if it's because I'm in a foreign country, but I've been dreaming a lot more recently...

"Are you okay?" Mandrill handed you a glass of warm water, looked at you with concern, "You...you don't look well."

You didn't want to worry Mandrill because of the non-existent things, but that endless dream, for some reason, always brings you a huge sense of panic.

In the dream... nothing frightening exists.

Even, it was just some glimpses of memories that were barely spliced ​​together.

but……

Why the great panic?

It seems that the whole person is floating in the air without evidence, and no matter how hard I try to hold it, I still have the fear of not being able to catch anything in the end...

"I..." Your voice even trembled unconsciously, "I had a...very strange dream."

Mandrill frowned.

Dream……?

Are those "resentments" still at work?

But in the past few nights, while she was still sleeping soundly, he had already gone to the venue to clean up and check it. It stands to reason that nothing here would hurt her in the slightest.

Is it...

He couldn't help showing a bit of ruthlessness and murderous intent, but he could see the girl sitting on the bed with her eyes wide open and still trembling slightly, but she subconsciously suppressed the blood that was often poorly controlled after endless killings.

What do humans do when they want to comfort someone important to them?

... What did she do when he felt pain?

So, for the first time, Shangxian Mandrill stretched out his hand a little awkwardly, and held the still trembling hand of the person in front of him.

——You were so shocked that you directly threw the fear brought by those dreams out of the blue.

...No.

...Drill God, he actually held your hand on his own initiative? !

Why did Shangxian make such an action?

Is it... to comfort you?

"Excuse me, I'm sorry." Mandrill saw your eyes suddenly wide open, and immediately turned his head awkwardly, apologized in a low and quick manner, and quickly withdrew his hand——

——Then you stopped him with both hands.

Mandrill does not want to have too much contact with others, most of the time when you are holding his hand and walking, you are also deliberately grabbing the wrist.Only that night when he was in such pain, and the morning after this frightening dream, had really held his hand.

His hands are cold, hard, covered with thick calluses and scars, all of which show his identity as a "Dharma Protector Yaksha" who has experienced battles and killings.

But his pair of clear golden pupils are so cold and clear, like a stream that has just passed through the harsh winter and has not completely melted.

He clearly said, "I made a request but I was ready to be rejected, human communication is really troublesome", but if I really want to reach out, I am also ready to retreat quickly after being rejected...

You couldn't help chuckling, and the fear in the dream disappeared.

No matter what the "Golden Roc" was like in the past, no matter what the "Dharma Protector Yasha" was like, at this moment, he is just a "drill".

... "Go after it", even if only for a moment.

At least we have "this moment".

"Is it 'resentment'? "Drill frowned, and interrupted your chaotic thoughts.

You regained your senses and shook your head: "It's not...it's just a normal dream." It's not scary, it's just the panic that it brings because it seems like a cloud that can't stay...

Seeing that you don't want to talk more, Mandrill just nodded and said: "There is a reason for this, most likely because you have been mentally and mentally exhausted recently. "It's very crowded when it's crowded." Let's go to some places with more people today, it's good for you to relax your body and mind of. "

If there are more people...

You patted your leg excitedly: "Oh, I have an idea!"

Mandrill: "..." He recovered quite quickly...

This was originally just an ordinary wall in the main square of the monastery in Prague, the capital of the Czech Republic. Since the 19s, people have been writing John Lennon-style graffiti and snippets of Beatles lyrics on this wall.

Thus, the "Lennon Wall" was born, and today, it has gradually become a symbolic symbol expressing youth ideals and a famous tourist attraction.

You smiled and waved your hands in the crowd: "Come on, come on!"

Mandrill seems to be very uncomfortable with this environment, carefully avoiding the crowds coming and going, and finally walked to your side.

"Here is it?" Mandrill frowned, looking at the wall that was almost invisible and covered with layers of colorful paint.In particular, a raised red human head is engraved on it, with "JOHNLENNON" and "OCT9.1940" and "DEC8.1980" written next to it.

“This wall is called the Lennon Wall, and people originally copied the singer’s lyrics on it,” you introduce.

"Draw the paint on the wall, write some words, and someone covered it with new symbols?" Mandrill folded his arms, and the corners of his bright red eyes raised doubts, "...the thinking of mortals is really hard to understand."

No wonder Mandrill was so hard to understand.The current changes in Liyue Port make it difficult for the immortals to adapt, not to mention that this kind of art belongs to the category of "avant-garde" in the eyes of many people in your world.

You smiled and explained: "At that time, people wanted to express their emotions and break through the constraints, so gradually, this place has become a place where they can express themselves freely."

There are incomprehensible sweeping scratches on it, as well as impassioned opinions.The thoughts of generations of young people bloom on the wall, anger and gunshots are covered by flowers and poems, and the praise of freedom and ideals breaks through the original wall, which is also a different kind of romance.

"Break through the shackles..."true emotion". "After listening to your explanation, Mandrill stood in front of the wall and stared at the wall steadily.

You walked over curiously and asked, "Drill, did you understand something?"

Mandrill: "...No, as expected, I still can't understand the emotions of mortals. Liyue people's thinking is already puzzling enough, and the thinking of foreigners is even more incomprehensible."

you:"……"

How should I put it, it's expected-after all, you can't fully empathize with people who have experienced the history that belongs to them alone.

"However, if anyone can write about what they believe in, it is also a kind of freedom, then I—"

You grabbed the mandrill: "Shangxian don't write the emperor begging on it."

The winter in a foreign country is also cold, and the sun shines on the small stone road painted in blue, spreading all the way to the depths of the alley.You jump and step on this blue stone path with your hands behind your back, enjoying the tranquility at this moment.

The endless and wasted time, if accompanied by someone, is also a different experience.

I really hope...

I really hope that this road can spread, and the time can stay in this afternoon forever.

You chat and explore on the streets of foreign countries, find novel gadgets together, and recall Liyue's past together.

pity……

Looking down, the blue pebbles stopped abruptly.The road ahead is still going on, but there is no more blue.

"Traveler," Mandrill suddenly said in a low voice, "I... want to say goodbye to you."

The smile on your face froze suddenly.

"Our..." You stopped talking, opened your mouth, and finally said nothing.

You already have a hunch.

what……

Yes.

that dream...

...As expected.

"At that time," Mandrill walked to your side, staring at you with those golden eyes, "... when I came, the situation was urgent. Now, I have to go back."

"...It's like this." You forced a smile, "Then... when exactly?"

Mandrill looked at you steadfastly, and replied, "At sunset, let's go before night."

You looked up at the sun that had passed overhead, and pursed your lips.

Suddenly, I don't know what is driving you, you suddenly raised your head, and grabbed Mandrill's hand.His eyes suddenly widened looking at you, but you just blushed slightly, and said loudly very seriously:

"Then... anyway, please accompany me to another place!"

Mandrill was startled, didn't ask where he was going, and didn't say anything else, just nodded slightly.

The last stop is Golden Lane.Between St. George's Church and the Toy Museum, turn into an alley and arrive at this small alley full of cottages, like a small house in a fairy tale.It is the most poetic and picturesque street in Prague. It was originally the residence of servants and craftsmen, and it was named after many alchemists who gathered for the king.Today, it has become a famous souvenir shop.

Mandrill turned his face to look at you with some worry: "...Traveler..."

"I'm fine!" You patted Shangxian's shoulder vigorously and "disrespecting the immortal master", "The journey always has an end, and I guessed it too! Hmm... Although it started a bit suddenly, but at the end, At least take it easy! It’s rare to come to a foreign country, so why don’t you choose some souvenirs for everyone?”

You popularized the importance of some "souvenirs" for Mandrill, and you took Mandrill in one by one.Looking at the rows of small objects on the shelves, you imagine everyone's expressions when they get the gifts, and sometimes they will show a little smile; but the flow of time that follows every second is a reminder With your parting approaching.

"Sorry, let's leave for a while." When he reached the fourth store, Mandrill paused, whispered to you, and went out first.

"that……"

You opened your mouth, and leaned against the wall in frustration, looking at the setting sun helplessly.

You've imagined this scenario many times since putting Golden Lane on your schedule.In your imagination, you will laugh and look at those small items, and the Immortal Mandrill may carefully compare which one is the most suitable for Mr. Zhongli; you will find out the origin of them in advance, and explain them carefully to Mandrill Alien things.In the evening, you will go to a restaurant not far away for dinner. It is said that there is a dessert that tastes like almond tofu...

But no matter what it is, you never expected that this would be the last stop before parting, the end of this dreamlike journey; nor did you expect that your eyes would always stay on him, reluctant to leave leave.

You know that Mandrill is different from other partners because he doesn't want to leave you suddenly alone on the streets of a foreign country, and told you other facts so long in advance.

but……

This feeling of parting is so real and tormenting.

...I really am, saying something like "at least end it calmly and happily"...

Suddenly, a familiar and unfamiliar aroma attracts you.

When you look up, it is a shop at the end of Golden Lane.

When Mandrill rushed to Golden Lane again, he had already carried out many complicated thoughts and memories in his mind——

What should I do if I suddenly leave for a long time while shopping with others, and the others leave?What to do when others are angry?

He began to try hard to recall the laws he memorized at the beginning——

——Of course, even if Wendy was here, she would probably whistle and shrug her shoulders.

Mandrill went to many battlefields in his life.When he was still young, he was afraid, resisted, and anxious; but later, he was no longer afraid.

At that time, "death"... would be a kind of relief instead.

He only hoped not to die in battle under the command of the Demon God of the Mountain.

If possible, even if he can't fight under the light, he still hopes that at least he is doing it for the "guarding" from the heart, not the "killing" driven by others.

While looking for that figure, Mandrill's heart was full of thoughts.This is a novel experience for him, after all, after a long time, there is nothing that can bother him.

——He is a "Dharma Guardian Yasha", a "tool", as long as he fights.

However, these complicated thoughts, together with the prepared explanations, disappeared when they saw the quietly standing figure at the end of the alley.

"...I..." He walked forward quickly and heard his voice hoarse.

"Hush." ​​The girl in front of her was bathed in the afterglow of dusk, her eyes were warm and moist, and the corners of her mouth were slightly raised, "Shangxian, can you please lower your head?"

——"...Yasha was born for fighting, no matter when, you can't expose your fragile neck to others..."

--"unless……"

He did it.

Even in the most dangerous time, he still bears in mind the arrogance and warning in his blood that belonged to the Golden Winged Yaksha, and he never lowered his head to the enemy,

unless……

Mandrill closed his eyes, lowered his head slightly, and showed his neck to the person in front of him without hesitation.

...no matter what she wants, ...

Suddenly, he felt a slight drop on his neck.

When he opened his eyes again, there was a small sachet dropped beside the Demon Subduing Pestle he was wearing.

"This is to soothe the nerves." She smiled a little embarrassedly, "Well... Although I know that mortals' medicines can't work on immortals, it doesn't mean, "When a person's desire is strong enough, The gods will cast their gaze"..."

"Although I can't stay by Mandrill's side all the time, and I can't do anything for you...but at least, please accept my blessing! This...is a promise, as long as there is a chance, you can...you can find me Come and play!" The girl raised her head, her eyes sparkled with crystal light, "Next time, I will take you to play in the mountains and rivers of Guilin, to Changbai Snow Mountain, to the snow-covered forest, to see many interesting landforms, we can also Go eat a lot of almond tofu!"

Her voice became lower and lower, and finally she just looked up at him: "...but...can you?"

Golden Lane was noisy and noisy, with countless pedestrians coming and going, just like those who came and went in his life during his life span of more than 2000 years.The partners who traveled with him under the same contract, those who hurt him, those who were hurt by him, those who protected him, those who were protected by him...

But Mandrill just didn't hear anything.

He just heard his own heartbeat.

It's different from the violent heartbeat when running with all your strength, and it's also different from the heartbeat when you're on the verge of exhaustion when you're fighting monsters...

This is... what kind of mood is it?

"……it is good."

He said.

"Take this." Mandrill stretched out his left hand, which he had been holding, and handed it to her. Inside was a carefully cared-for bracelet woven with golden feathers.

He originally wanted to finish it when she was resting, but he did a lot while she was sleeping the night before.But just now, he realized that the time was much more urgent than he expected, so he had no choice but to go out in a hurry and found a secluded place to finish it in a hurry.

"...I cast immortality on it. Although the power here is limited, but... I have added several layers one after another. In this way..."

He raised her slender wrist as carefully and gently as possible, and gently tied the golden feather bracelet that was sealed and made sure it would not hurt her to her hand.

In this way... even if he is not by her side, he can still protect her.

You can see the pair of clear golden eyes drooping, and the corners of the dark red eyes are slightly raised, and their masters are a little stiff and clumsy, but they are carefully entwining the golden feathers on your hands with every step. , A bracelet that shimmers brightly in the setting sun.

After finally tying it up, Mandrill raised his head, and you met the pair of clear golden eyes that seemed to be moist after the ice had melted.

I don't know when, the pair of eyes that were indifferent and repelling people thousands of miles away when I first met them, and those eyes that were full of ruthlessness and killing intent during the battle, which kept burning until they burned themselves, have disappeared.

"...my spear has already slaughtered endless resentful souls. Even myself, I can't help but be swallowed by darkness."

"But you... regard me as a "companion" and want to redeem me. "

It's too late.

There are already too many connections with her.Even if she wanted to give up, it was too late.

but……

"Then make this a promise," the girl showed a big smile amidst the tears that were not shed, "The next time we meet again, we will travel together!"

……

--"no need to worry."

——"One day, when you use your power not for "contract" or "anger", but out of the will to "want to protect someone"..."

——"At that time, you will..."

"Shangxian, by then, I must have learned how to make almond tofu! When the time comes, let's create a "sweet dream", guaranteed to be delicious..."

The girl in front of her was still talking excitedly, but the sunset had already begun, and both of them knew that the time of parting... was coming soon.

"No need."

You froze for a moment, then raised your head subconsciously, only to see Mandrill in front of you suddenly relax, showing a gentle smile in the afterglow.

"I already……"

——"At that time, you will..."

——"There is no need to rely on "beautiful dreams" anymore. "

"...I have found something more precious than "beautiful dreams". ",

The golden-winged roc eats poisonous dragons every day.Flying up and down, burning himself up, leaving only a glazed heart.

But if one day, it wants to spread its wings, it is not out of anger, but to "send someone to fly to the sky"; one day, it eats the poisonous dragon, not because of meaningless instinct, but out of " The will to protect someone"; one day, until it burns itself and has nowhere to go, there is a place to go back to, and someone to see...

From then on, fighting is no longer meaningless "killing", but out of the will to "guard".

From then on, every road to see her is a "return journey".

From then on, every place where she is is a "home".

"Then take this as an oath..."

"Agreed..."

Even if you are not by my side, I will wait for you and protect you until the clouds of Guiliyuan are gone, until Dihuazhou turns from barrenness to a sea of ​​flowers and then to barrenness.

This is his "contract", his "promise".

...is also his "oath".

The author says:

References:

①Golden Lane and Lennon Wall refer to relevant information on the Internet.

②Relevant background refers to the design idea of ​​Zidrill.

③The sachet part belongs to creation.

The chapter of Nuoyou is over! !Thank you for your support, bow! !

To be honest, the serialization of this chapter also has a feeling of "burning out", but it is quite a sense of accomplishment.In my opinion, the theme of Nuoyou's chapter is "salvation", which is the mutual salvation between everyone and the immortal, and it is also the starting point of the plot arrangement of the whole story.

In response to the opinions of some angels who told me "I hope that B is a little bit", I have completed this chapter based on my understanding of the voice data, background story, and design ideas of Mandrill.

I don't know how everyone feels?If you like it, the next son, Abedo, Manyo, Di Luke, Kaiya, etc., probably have similar styles and second degrees to this chapter; if you have any comments, you are very welcome to point them out in the comment area, everyone The idea is very important to me.

Thank you for your support, here is a preview of the next chapter: Xiangling Invitation·Cooking Dream Chapter!

Traveler:

Zhanxinjia!

Speaking of the last time everyone went to see you, I heard that the mandrill at the Moon Festival, because he rushed out at that time, almost destroyed half of the tunnel, and made Mr. Abedo of Mond very angry.But Shangxian Mandrill wanted to save you, so he didn't say anything.However, when I came back, I saw him drawing a... um... very simple painting, one was tall and the other was short, I don't know what it meant.

Let's not talk about it!The casserole has been making a lot of noise recently.I guess, rice crust misses you too!I heard from Mr. Zhongli that there is an important festival called Chun...chun...Spring Festival in your place, and there are a lot of delicious food recently!Hehe, it just so happens that I want to find you too.Go back and do something...it's up to you, we've got a long time anyway! —— Xiang Ling

Thanks for the support! !

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