Genshin Impact: Liyue's Strongest Thousand Rock Army

Nan Zhangsheng scratched his head. Being questioned twice, he couldn't stand it even if he was as thick-skinned as a wall. He immediately said unconvincedly: "I haven't even tried it, how does Sister Beidou know?"

Beidou slapped him on the head, then gently stroked him and said softly, "Because you are a little medicine jar."

Nan Zhangsheng snorted, his face puffed up, "Sister Beidou!"

Beidou immediately raised his hands in surrender and said with a helpless smile: "Okay, let's not talk about this. The little medicine pot is very powerful and great. I am so scared."

"So perfunctory." Nan Zhangsheng muttered quietly, then shook his head and said, "Sister Beidou, you don't have to be like this. I'm not really angry. Is it that serious?"

Beidou held her chin with one hand, her expression gentle, not like a big sister, but like a close sister next door, and said very gently: "I dare not gamble, what if she is really angry?"

Don’t dare, what if?

Such words, from escaping danger of death to sailing across the sea, now sailors, except for the old giants, need to respectfully call her "big sister", but they also have such doubts.

If outsiders knew about this, it would probably cause another huge storm.

Nan Zhangsheng chuckled and said, "Coming from Sister Beidou's mouth, this doesn't seem to fit her image. Shouldn't she be tougher and more domineering?"

Beidou said unhappily, "I was thinking that since we haven't seen each other for a long time, I should accommodate Xiaoyaoguan a little. It seems that you are not used to it. So let's recover!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Nan Zhangsheng left his seat and was picked up, with his head buried in the soft part of Beidou's Yunfeng, unable to struggle free.

"Well, Sister Beidou... let me go quickly, I can't... breathe!" Nan Zhangsheng was not greedy for such softness, but he was ill and could not even do anything.

This is the case even when facing ordinary people, let alone Beidou, a terrifying existence that can face off against a sea monster the size of a mountain with just his physical strength and has a 50-50 chance of winning.

Beidou put one hand around the boy's waist and the other hand on his head, and said with a heroic smile: "Really? But you are quite happy, little medicine pot, it seems that you are still unsatisfied and want to go further!"

Nan Zhangsheng said righteously: "I really can't breathe. I can only push hard to squeeze out some space to breathe, otherwise I will die in Sister Beidou's arms. Although this is not bad, I don't want to die so soon!"

Seeing this, Beidou also let go of the hand that was pressing on his head.

Nan Zhangsheng quickly raised his head, breathing in the air that carried the scent of the other person, and then, with no intention of moving away, he rested his chin on that soft spot, as if smiling.

Beidou laughed and scolded, "You little pervert, you're always like this."

Hearing this, Nan Zhangsheng quickly retorted, "Men are lustful, and this is the nature of heroes. Besides, when we first met, I didn't touch you, so how can you say that I did it every time?"

Beidou laughed angrily and said, "You have more truth than courage, and your tongue is stronger than your lust. If I hadn't taken you in, I really don't know how many women you would have ruined with this little medicine bottle."

"I promise, there won't be even a single one!" Nan Zhangsheng's tone was as strong as iron, powerful and domineering.

Beidou smiled. Doesn't that mean that he is only like this to her? What a silent declaration of love. It catches people off guard, yet it seems natural.

Thinking about it carefully, their initial meeting started from a misunderstanding, and then Nan Zhang's persistence, or perhaps his perseverance, finally moved the big sister and she decided to give it a try.

After this test, she was hooked. From then on, Beidou, who was carefree and more heroic than some men, had a gentle and sisterly side, which only belonged to Nan Zhangsheng and was only shown to him.

There is also the affectionate nickname, which is due to Nan Zhangsheng's physical condition. Also, because calling him "sickly boy" or "medicine jar" is not nice and unlucky, Beidou gave him the nickname "little medicine jar".

dong dong dong.

A sudden knock on the door broke the charming scene in the room. Beidou quickly let go and straightened his clothes, while Nan Zhangsheng wiped his mouth to avoid leaving any evidence.

Such a huge difference in reaction is obviously a skill acquired through many times of practice, which makes people speechless.

"Please come in." Nan Zhangsheng spoke only after he saw that everything was ready.

The door opened and a man and a woman walked in. The man had a handsome appearance and the woman had a beautiful face. The two of them came together, like a perfect match made in heaven.

Nan Zhangsheng smiled and said, "Brother Su, sister-in-law!"

Beidou closed her eyes slightly, with a gleam of light in them, and stared at her opponent with a fierce look, not willing to let him go for even a moment.

Su Ping responded and nodded slightly.

Ningguang also noticed that someone was looking at her from head to toe with a burning gaze, unscrupulously and wildly.

"Captain Beidou, the sea is too bumpy, so your eyes haven't adapted yet. Do you need to adjust up and down on your own?" Ningguang asked a very targeted question.

Beidou replied unyieldingly: "You can't see such a delicate and tender girl on the sea, so of course I have to look at her more. I just wonder what you will become after staying on the sea for a few days?"

Ningguang closed her eyes slightly. "Captain Beidou, please don't worry about this. I will never enjoy the scenery on the sea in this life. I'll just stay on land and be down-to-earth."

Beidou made a snorting sound, full of provocation.

Seeing that the two women were about to start a new round of fighting, the two men were helpless and could only sit there, raising their glasses, clinking them, and putting them down again, over and over again.

While Nan Zhangsheng was feeling helpless, he noticed that the man opposite him was wearing slightly different clothes, so he asked, "Brother Su, your outfit today is rather unusual."

Su Ping was wearing a Confucian shirt at this time, looking very heroic. He said calmly: "You can't always wear the same few clothes, otherwise it will seem like you are just doing things perfunctorily."

Nan Zhangsheng smiled slightly and said, "Congratulations, I wish Brother Su and sister-in-law a long and happy marriage!"

"I appreciate your good words, and they will become true." Su Ping said with a smile.

It was harmonious and joyful, but the words of the two women next to them were completely different.

Beidou said: "A girl three years older than you is a gold brick. Ningguang, you are indeed a master at planning."

Ningguang knew the teasing behind his words and countered, "I've always heard that a woman three years older than a man will bring him wealth, but I don't know what the auspicious saying is for a woman six years older than a man?"

Beidou chuckled and glanced at the blue-clothed boy without any concern, "Master Zhang, explain it to her."

Nan Zhangsheng cleared his throat and explained in a serious manner, "The word six has always been known as auspicious and auspicious since ancient times. Many idioms such as "six sixes are very smooth" are enough to illustrate its excellent meaning."

Beidou was very satisfied. He looked at the white-haired woman with bright eyes and white teeth, and waved his hand as a gesture of invitation, as if to say, come here.

Ningguang remained unmoved and said calmly: "In terms of talent and learning, Su Ping, as a student of the saint, is also not inferior. Eighty percent of my knowledge comes from him. I think it will be clearer if he explains the meaning!"

"That's not necessary." Beidou looked at her. Although it was a question, when he spoke it, there was a courage in his voice that left no room for doubt.

Ningguang smiled, her beauty outshining all other flowers, and she was peerless in her elegance and grace. “Whether it is necessary or not, you will know after you hear it.”

Su Ping did not hide his incompetence when he received the order. He discussed the Dao with Nan Zhangsheng based on the facts. His discussion ranged from ancient meanings to modern interpretations to the mysteries of heaven and earth, and then crossed over to the incomprehensible universe.

In the end, they didn't even know what they were talking about. They were only concerned with conveying their own ideas, but forgot that in the beginning they were just explaining the meaning of words.

However, it seems that the four of them are very happy, smiling from ear to ear. It is estimated that the rivalry between Ningguang and Beidou is just talk.

……

The area south of Tianheng Mountain is extremely empty, with hills and plains. There is no sign that there was ever a village here, and no one knows what the local customs and culture were like here.

Su Ping set out on the journey in a wet shirt, carrying a basket in his hand, accompanied by a beautiful woman. He was dressed very formally, as if he wanted to wear the same long sleeves as on his wedding day.

"We're almost there." Su Ping stepped onto this very familiar muddy road. He felt extremely light, but in fact, he felt a little heavy in his heart, and he didn't know why.

Ningguang was very perceptive. She could detect it accurately even if there was just a ripple in the eyes of the young man in Confucian robes. Of course, there was also a very familiar element in it.

She did not try to persuade him because she knew it was useless. Although the little brother listened to her very much, some things in his heart were difficult to change, not to mention that she was also sad.

“Sister Ningguang, how about I carry you on my back?” Su Ping suddenly felt something and glanced at the white-haired woman’s skirt.

Ningguang lowered her head and leaned forward slightly to see the hem of her skirt. As expected, it was covered with a lot of mud from the journey. She would have to wash it when she got back to completely remove it, but she didn't care about that.

"Okay." Ningguang agreed, because she could see that the young man in the scholar's robe's words were different. They were a kind of yearning and concern that was like remembrance.

Su Ping grinned, leaned down immediately, then stood up, carrying the woman he loved on his back, and strode forward, full of vigor and energy, as if he had endless energy.

On the way, Su Ping opened his mouth and talked about some past events.

"I've heard Dad say before that he and Mom often played in that woods, and that incident probably went like this..."

Ningguang's eyes were gentle as she listened to his words. She stroked his head with her delicate hands and said softly, "Our father and mother are very loving."

Su Ping smiled slightly, "I will follow my parents' example, and even surpass them!"

"Wait and see."

"Yes."

Su Ping walked over the long slope and stepped into the forest. He was very careful and did not run into any unlucky things. He arrived at the two graves smoothly.

Su Ping put the beauty on his back, walked over and bent over to pull out the weeds. The weeds around the stone tablet were lush and green, while those around the wooden tablet were lifeless and grew up as soon as they were pulled out.

Seven years later, he finally returned here again. He was no longer the unknown young merchant, but a person in a very high position. Many people spent huge sums of money just to meet him.

Su Ping is the Ping who lived a peaceful life, and now he is also the Ping who is rising rapidly.

"Dad, Mom, I've brought my wife to see you."

He knelt on the ground with his scholar's robe lifted up, smiling. Beside him, the white-haired woman did the same, kneeling on the ground for a long time, calling softly for her parents.

She is a beauty and also a family member.