Genshin Impact: Liyue's Strongest Thousand Rock Army

Listening to the storytelling voice coming again, some people were confused, some were gloating, because the storyteller usually only told a few paragraphs, but it made people feel itchy to listen.

The feeling is like reciting only one or two words of a soul-stirring poem, and you are clearly ready to start, but it comes to an abrupt halt, leaving you with no place to put your energy.

It's very torturous and very outrageous.

Su Ping took a sip of tea and paid more attention to the eloquent child. His experiences in two lives seemed to be hinting at him.

Su Ping did not disbelieve in the matter of born prodigies, but the probability of this happening was too small. One should always be prepared for anything, because what if something unexpected happens?

If such an outrageous thing as a person's soul being reborn as a child and living a new life were to leak out, there would definitely be no peace and quiet.

It might even implicate his family and friends. Su Ping couldn't help but feel a little scared when he thought about it. Could it be that the secret he had been hiding all along had actually been exposed through his words and actions?

With inexplicable worries in my heart, the world became much more gloomy. Even when I just looked down at the tea bowl, it felt as if it would suddenly shatter in the next moment.

It seemed as if there were only bad things in the world. Su Ping suppressed this feeling and continued to listen to the story as if nothing had happened.

Beside him, Ran Ziyou secretly glanced at the young girl in her prime and asked in a low voice: "Brother Zeng, you are well-informed. Do you recognize the girl and the child? What are their identities?"

"What's going on? Could it be that your iron tree has blossomed?" Zeng Xi narrowed his eyes slightly, smiled with a hint of sarcasm.

Yan Ziyuan also became interested and joined in the fun, "Hey, Brother Ziyou, didn't you say you would serve the saints wholeheartedly? Why do you seem to be disloyal?"

"I'm just curious why that girl's words have such a big effect. According to common sense, it shouldn't be like this." Ran Ziyou's seemingly ordinary answer was actually a counterattack.

According to common sense, what he said was just a veiled attack, saying that Zeng Xi and Yan Ziyuan were not serious. Unexpectedly, the usually humble Ran Ziyu became like this.

It is indeed the influence of the overall environment, which cannot be changed by human power.

Zeng Xi laughed and didn't seem to notice it, or maybe he didn't care, and said, "That girl is the boss of Chunxiang Kiln, her name is Ying'er. As for this child, I don't know much."

"Maybe it's just as Ying'er said, it's her child."

Ran Ziyou's mouth twitched, "Brother Zeng, how can you be a parent to someone who is ten years younger than you? This is totally unreasonable."

"What if they are not common sense?" Yan Ziyuan said shockingly, as if he was talking about something extraordinary.

Ran Ziyou remained silent. Regarding this topic, he always followed the rules of etiquette and did not look, listen, speak or do anything that was inappropriate.

Therefore, there is less accumulation, and once there is less accumulation, speech cannot have the upper hand. When you are always at a disadvantage, you can only listen to the other party instilling some unspeakable things, and suffer in your heart.

Fortunately, this happened in public, and Yan Ziyuan was not yet at the point of saying obscene things in public. Besides, there was a child beside him who was mentally mature but not very old, so it was impossible for him to be too indulgent.

Therefore, the words in this regard only remain at the level that can be vaguely understood. Those who know it will understand it immediately, while those who don’t know it will be confused. This is just right.

"Ahem, Ziyuan." Zeng Xi couldn't bear to listen any longer and interrupted, "Just stop when you're done. If you go beyond that, it would be impolite and ungentlemanly."

"Brother Zeng is right. I'll drink a bowl of tea as a punishment." Yan Ziyuan raised the tea bowl high, then put it to his lips and drank it all in one gulp.

Zeng Xi didn't know whether to laugh or cry. After shaking his head, he looked at Ran Ziyou and said slowly: "Ziyou, if you want to know, you can go over and ask."

"Well, you ask about someone's family affairs as soon as you meet them, and she's a young girl. Brother Zeng, please stop joking." Ran Ziyu shook his head repeatedly.

Asking him to inquire about someone he didn't know, especially a girl, was even more difficult than reciting an article.

Zeng Xi shrugged, "Then there's nothing I can do."

Ran Ziyou was speechless and at a loss. He also condemned himself for his sudden curiosity, but unfortunately the more he wanted to forget something, the more impressed he became.

This dilemma, where one cannot advance or retreat, is so awkward that even if one is just watching, one will feel uncomfortable and at ease.

Yan Ziyuan just couldn't stand it, so he suggested: "Okay, okay, I'll tell you what to do. This question is indeed too abrupt, but if there is a common point, it will be different."

"Common points..." Ran Ziyou hesitated. Perhaps it was because he was involved in the matter, he could not see anything in common between him and the girl. Could it be that they were drinking tea together?

Yan Ziyuan said with a dullard, "With a child, she has a child, aren't we waiting for one too?"

Ran Ziyou's eyes lit up and he smiled, "Yes, this is indeed a lot better."

"Is that so?" Yan Ziyuan placed the empty tea bowl on the counter beside him, folded his arms, and smiled happily.

Su Yue, who had been silent for a long time, turned around and said with resentful eyes, "Two seniors, don't you consider my feelings?"

"Let me find you a playmate of the same age. It's not good for you to always stay with us. You must have some friends of the same age, otherwise you will be too lonely in the future." Yan Ziyuan squatted down and kept chattering like an old man.

Su Ping rolled his eyes at him and said, "You are a disrespectful brother!"

In response, Yan Ziyuan just smiled and said nothing.

"Junior brother, for the sake of your senior brother Ziyou, I have to bear with you for a while." Ran Ziyou frowned slightly and was about to open his mouth to persuade him.

It was Su Ping who stopped him first, and then waved his hand and said, "Okay, I can help you, but that kid looks very eloquent, and if he doesn't take the bait, there's nothing I can do."

"Once the words are spoken." Ran Ziyou said with a smile.

Su Ping sighed, "It's hard to catch up with the old man."

"Okay, let's go." Ran Ziyou stretched out his hand. His palm was white and there were a few calluses on the knuckles, probably caused by holding a pen for many years.

Su Ping looked at the hand and suddenly felt a little awkward, but he still stretched out his hand and let him hold it. After all, this was an opportunity to test him.

Test the child to see whether he is born intelligent or is a person who has lived a second life. If he is reborn, is he from Teyvat or another world, or even outside both worlds?

All these mysteries need Su Ping to unravel them bit by bit, until he sees the final true answer.

Zeng Xi and Yan Ziyuan stood there and watched Ran Ziyu leading their younger brother slowly walk to the table.

Ran Ziyou glanced at the empty seats and said, "Miss, I am the youngest brother in this family. I have been standing for a long time. I see there is an empty seat at your table. Can we share a table?"

Ying'er blinked her beautiful eyes, secretly sized up the young man, then looked at the bubbling child, nodded and said, "Of course you can, sit down quickly, don't tire the child out."

"Thank you, young lady." Ran Ziyou bowed and took Su Ping to sit down. Then he felt a little awkward because he didn't know what to say first to get closer to her.

It is obviously inappropriate to talk about family and national affairs, and it seems frivolous to talk about love affairs between men and women. Asking directly is the worst option.

A seemingly small matter made Ran Ziyou, who had read thousands of books, feel conflicted. He was at a loss and beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.

At this time, Su Ping, who was calculating, looked at the child and asked, "Miss, may I ask your name and surname, and how old are you?"

After hearing these words, Ran Ziyou began to sweat.

Fortunately, Ying'er didn't seem to mind and just smiled, "This young man looks like he is also a scholar, right?"

"Yes, my teacher is Confucius." Su Ping admitted it, while observing the changes in the child's expression, but unfortunately to no avail.

"So you are a student of Confucius. Haha, I was disrespectful just now." Ying'er smiled and said, "My name is Ying'er and this is my child, Zhangsheng."

"It's Nan Zhangsheng." The child added faintly, and also glanced at Su Ping, looking him up and down, and asked, "What's your name?"

"My name is Su Ping, and my courtesy name is Zi'an." Su Ping's eyes flashed.

“Su Ping?” Nan Zhangsheng touched his chin and said with a little surprise, “He wrote “Ode to a Thousand Rocks” at the age of seven, which amazed many literati in Liyue. Then, he wrote “Singing Maple” on his study tour, which was a poem about homesickness!”

"It's me." Su Ping nodded and smiled.

"Wow, that's great. I've been thinking about going to the private school to find you, and I end up meeting you here. It seems like we are destined to meet!" Nan Zhangsheng grinned.

"Looking for me?" Su Ping was stunned. He couldn't guess why the person in front of him was looking for him, because he didn't have any outstanding qualities that could be remembered by others.

As for writing poetry, Su Ping felt that it should be impossible, because there were so many literati in Liyue Harbor, and it was not his turn to ask.

"Yes, you are only two years older than me, and you are a student of the saint. You must be better than those who can only play in the mud now. I also want you to teach me how to write poetry!"

As soon as Nan Zhangsheng opened his mouth, Su Ping began to doubt himself. Why did this man say exactly what he had ruled out? Could it be the law of reincarnation?

"This... There are many people who can write poetry, and there are countless who can write better than me. Why do you have to find me?" Su Ping always felt that if he didn't ask clearly, there must be something fishy.

Although it may be useless to ask, at least it can give you peace of mind.

Nan Zhangsheng propped his chin up with both hands, his eyes full of yearning, "Writing a poem can cause a sensation in Liyue Harbor. This is really cool!"

"It's like the protagonist in some books, who can turn the world upside down with just one casual remark. Some of them can't even be named, and can only be referred to as that person."

"This feeling of being in control of the world is really great!"