socalfunplaces Chapter 303: Unchanged, yet difficult to distinguish
Chapter 303: Unchanged, yet difficult to distinguish
On the fifth day of the Rongcai Festival, the collection of Duduku stories submitted by Klee began to be published. Because of the "Travel Guide to Teyvat" co-printed with it, they were jokingly called the mother-daughter duo by Yae Kamiko to attack the novel industry.
On the same day, a Liyue writer named Zhenyu came to the island and held a novel signing event in the venue where he wrote "Use pen to paint the world, splash ink to add clarity, leave knowledge between the lines, and the beginning and the end are life."
It's just that it's not a personal signature, but a seal engraved with the words "Zhen Yu" as a ghostwriter. Others may not know why, but Mo Ran is as clear as a mirror.
This teacher Zhenyu has blue hair, a handsome face, and clothes made of exquisite materials. He has gentle manners and a scholarly air, yet also has the courage of a young man who takes pleasure in avenging his enemies.
With this appearance and temperament, isn't that the second young master of Feiyun Chamber of Commerce, Xingqiu? However, despite his slick appearance, he can't write well, and sometimes he can't even understand what he wrote, but this is probably his only shortcoming.
After all, although his novel "The Record of the Broken Halberd in the Autumn" received a mediocre response in Liyue, it became an instant hit on Inazuma's side, and its popularity spread unstoppably, topping the charts for a full six months.
The definition and classification of Inazuma's martial arts novels are opened, and it is regarded as a milestone work, with smooth writing, exciting fighting scenes, vivid characters and distinct personalities.
Because of the existence of this novel, some of the lesser sects of Inazuma have a way to survive.
With the help of the traveler, Albedo also got to know this novel author, with whom he had always relied on letters to collaborate. He was one of the few people who could directly understand Xingqiu's handwriting.
As they were both teenagers, they had a pleasant conversation and did not part until late at night, when they each went back to their hotel.
Mo Ran did not show up this time, because in Mondstadt, Albedo and Klee would have their memories and records erased when they returned, but Liyue would not. The future war should be not far away, and he did not want to add to the sadness.
After this time jump, he should go to the ancient Sumeru. Mo Ran decided to take the forbidden knowledge and go directly to the Sky Island to make a break with the law of nature.
Everyone is happy. Mo Ran will stay in Teyvat from now on and will never be in any danger. If he fails, he will try to reverse time at the last moment before his death and erase all traces of his existence in Teyvat!
According to his understanding of the system, the date of transmission should be soon. Before that, Mo Ran needs to say a real farewell.
In the darkness of the night, a man in black stood up and headed towards Haizhi Island...
……
Ten days later, the Rongcai Festival came to an end, and Albedo and the others were about to embark on their journey home.
A man dressed in black stood at the dock of the island, looking at Kelly on the boat from afar.
There were no words between them, they just stretched out their hands and waved gently as a silent goodbye.
When the sun rises in the east, it shines behind Mo Ran and in front of Ke Li.
The sunlight tried hard to push the young man's shadow towards his sister, but failed. There was no intersection between their shadows anymore, and they parted and saw each other again.
The waves were surging, and the boat slowly sailed towards the place where the sea and the sky met, fading out of sight little by little. After it had disappeared for a long time, a man in black turned around and walked towards the city.
A panel popped up in his mind, accompanied by a mechanical sound. Mo Ran knew that this was the system that had been silent for many years.
[System notification: After tonight, the host will leave Inazuma and go to the next country. ]
"Go there? Without jumping timelines?"
[It is still unknown, please make all preparations and don't regret it in the future. 】
After saying this, there was no sound from the system, as if it had fallen silent.
"Don't regret it?" Mo Ran said to himself. He walked in the maple leaf forest, and his figure flashed and disappeared.
That night, the moon was high in the sky and the stars were sparse.
He sat in the castle tower dressed in black, prepared a grand banquet and invited his good friends of many years. The hall was packed with guests and every seat was occupied.
He opened a jar of old liquor, announced the start of the banquet, drank the whole jar of liquor by himself, looked at the guests at the tables, and laughed: "Tonight, I won't go home until I'm drunk!"
In the castle tower, there were lights and wine, and the atmosphere was decadent.
The heads of the three major vassal states were also grinning from ear to ear tonight.
Standing in front of the ancestors of the three magistrates and the secret burial place engraved with "Afeng" were Shinsuke Hiiragi, Takayuki Kujo, the old head of the Kamisato family, and their children behind them, Chisato Hiiragi, Renji Kujo, and Ayato Kamisato.
The old head of the Kamisato family stood in the middle, looking at the Hiiragi family and the Kujo family on the left and right, and laughed: "I didn't expect that I could still inherit the aspirations of my ancestors. Look at the relationship between your two families!"
Hiiragi Shinsuke clenched his fists and sent his daughter to the side of Kujo Lianzhi, teaching him: "You kid, if I find out that you treat Qianli badly, I will not let you go even in front of Xiaoxing!"
Hiiragi Chisato helped her future husband and said, "Father, Lian Zhijun won't be like that, don't worry."
"Uncle Hiiragi, I will remain loyal to Qianli. If I break this oath, I will be punished by heaven and earth." Kujo Renji bowed deeply.
Hiiragi Shinsuke snorted coldly, put on a straight face and didn't even look at the blockheaded boy.
Kujo Renji had no choice but to look to his father Kujo Takayuki for help. The latter laughed and scolded: "Silly boy, what are you still standing there for? Call your father-in-law!"
"Oh, father-in-law! I will never betray Qianli!" Kujo Lianzhi said again.
The corner of Hiiragi Shinsuke's mouth twitched, he should have smiled slightly, but he didn't want this kid to notice, so he kept a stern face.
The old head of the Kamisato family narrowed his eyes, and Kamisato Ayato had a similar expression. One can only say that he is worthy of being an old master. Even in terms of watching a play, they seem to be cast in the same mold.
……
After midnight, the castle tower became much quieter. Mo Ran shook his head, slowly walked out of the gate, then jumped up and sat on the roof.
His eyes swept over Inazuma Castle. It was originally just a small village, a very small village. Later, five powerful men emerged in the village. Each of them was brave and could fight against a hundred people alone.
Amidst the flames of war, a city-state emerged. After going through many major events such as city-state, nation-building, legislation, development, etc., we finally have today's Inazuma and today's country.
As a witness of this history, Mo Ran did not feel reluctant to leave. It was just that when one was about to leave a familiar place, one could not help feeling lost. This was human emotion.
The long sleeves of a black robe fluttered, and he was covered with another black robe. His purple hair was scattered. Lei Dianying, who had just changed his clothes, still had a little redness on his face from drinking soju.
Lifting his flawless feet under the moonlight, Lei Dianying crossed the highest ridge of the roof, sat next to his brother, and whispered, "Brother, are you leaving tomorrow?"
Just now, while drunk, Mo Ran announced that he was going to another country. Although many people expressed surprise, no one objected.
Mo Ran nodded slightly and said, "Yes, I'm leaving soon."
"Do I have to go? Can't I stay?" Lei Dianying sobbed and snuggled in his arms. She wished time would stop there and they would no longer be apart.
Mo Ran gently stroked her hair, his voice was very deep and gentle: "Ying is no longer a child, you can't always cry in my arms."
"But I just can't help it." Lei Dianying finally couldn't hold back, tears flowed like rain, streaking across her pretty face and sprinkling on her clothes. It was hard to tell that her black clothes were stained with blood or tears.
Two thousand six hundred years, from the time of birth, when he was ignorant, to the time when he first heard about the world, to the time when he was transformed into a mortal, to the time when he conquered his followers, to the time when he forged weapons, to the time when he established diplomacy, to the time when he unified Inazuma...
Then there was the battle between Mo Ran and the gods in the sky, which was earth-shattering and his life and death were unknown. Lei Dianying traveled to the entire continent of Teyvat and even searched on the edge of the dangerous Dark Sea. After finding nothing, he returned home with a dead heart.
During the 1,300 years, she never laughed, never touched dessert, and never read novels again, because the person was gone, and it seemed that everything had changed and was no longer the familiar feeling as before.
Perhaps Mo Ran would not know what kind of mood Lei Dianying was in when he returned, met him, talked with him, but did not reveal any bitterness or sadness during their separation.
Lei Dianying seems to be carefree and seems to be open-minded about everything, but in fact, the feelings she has in her heart towards her brother and other family members and friends are very heavy and deep.
It is an indescribable family bond, the softest belonging in Lei Dianying's heart, and a feeling that will never be violated.
"Brother...can you comb my hair for the last time?" Lei Dianying asked with a sob.
Mo Ran replied softly: "Of course."
Lei Dianying turned his wrist and held a wooden comb painted with protective paint in his delicate hand. It was a very ordinary comb that had no other function, but it was an old item that witnessed the life of a pair of siblings from their childhood to the present.
Taking the comb in his hand, he combed gently and stopped at the end. Mo Ran's big hands were still so light. The scene changed, the world changed, but they remained unchanged, from ancient times to the present and will remain unchanged in the future.
The combed purple hair is slowly braided together, like two people who are inseparable and reluctant to part. But it is also easy to untie the braid, just gently pull out one of the strands and all the hair will fall apart.
"It's done. Ying, don't cry anymore." Mo Ran's big hands gently wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes and whispered to her.
Lei Yingying hummed, nodded slightly, and asked, "Brother, does this kind of film look good?"
"Good-looking, very good-looking."
"That's fine, that's fine..."
There was a moment of silence, and the brother and sister spent this moment quietly. Lei Dianying lay on the roof, his head resting on his brother's legs, his eyes never leaving his ordinary face.
"Brother, actually, before becoming a general, I once created a puppet. His name was Guo Beng. He was the first puppet I successfully created. He had his own thinking ability and emotions similar to those of living beings."
"After hearing about what I had seen and heard during my travels around the world, this child also embarked on the journey. I was worried about his safety, so I gave him the Heart of God to prevent any accidents."
"But for hundreds of years, there has been no news about him. I have also tried to look for him in other countries, but there is no news. I guess he may have been captured in the Dark Sea. It is so dark there that even lightning cannot illuminate the entire sea area. It is very strange!"
"If my brother can find him during this trip, please tell him I'm sorry. It's because I'm a useless mother that he was forced to wander outside and can't return home..."
After Mo Ran pondered for a moment, he agreed, "Okay."
At this time, behind them, there were two more figures, one was also wearing black clothes and purple hair, gentle as water, and the other was wearing purple clothes and purple hair, clear and innocent.
The sky was about to brighten. A streak of pale sky slowly spread from the east, and a brand new sun rose that seemed to have remained unchanged for thousands of years.
The eternal thunder that roared for a moment stopped at that moment. The journey was not over, and he was not old yet. The fireworks in the world were still there, and the people had not changed, but they were hard to tell apart.