Genshin Impact: The Liyuemen of Tivat

Chapter 228 Herbal Tea and Hot Tea
Shi Lan pushed the door and entered with the box in her arms.

The room was empty, the same as before.

"Papa! Papa?"

He stood in the room for a while, but the expected response did not come.

"Well, you're not at home every time you come back..."

There was no one at home, so Shi Lan didn't delay. After taking a cold shower and changing into clean clothes, there were still some bruises on her face, which looked normal.

At this moment, he thought of the box that Keqing asked him to bring back, walked over and easily lifted the tightly sealed lid of the box, a golden light in the gap pierced his eyes.

"I'm super! Mo... eh, isn't it?"

Shi Lan was stunned for a moment, and after opening the lid, she realized that these sides were actually polished stones...

"So many stones?" Shi Lan looked at the stones for a while, but found that the stones seemed to be different from ordinary stones, and some strange power fluctuations were released from them...

It's not elemental power, but an ancient and bloody smell.

Shi Lan immediately realized that this matter might not be as simple as he imagined.

He collected Shi Po and went to Yujing Terrace with doubts.

Keqing is not as mysterious as the other seven stars, and can be said to be the easiest seven star to see besides Uncle Tian.She was strict with herself and moved her office to Yuehai Pavilion. The closer she was to the common people, the more convenient it would be to do things, which was in line with her temperament.

Although Yuhengxing is only responsible for the land and construction of Liyue, she will also be responsible for some trivial matters, so compared to other seven stars, her work will be a bit busier.

When Shi Lan came to Yuehai Pavilion, she didn't go directly to Keqing, but walked to the corner next to her.

There is nothing special here, only a tea table, behind which sits an elderly woman.

Her clothes and appearance are very simple, although she is old, she has a pair of bright and clear pupils, she is making tea by herself, looking at the world.

Seeing Shi Lan walking over, a smile appeared on his wrinkled face.

"teacher."

Shi Lan smiled and sat cross-legged in front of the tea table.

Being able to be respectfully called a teacher by Shi Lan, the identity of the old woman is obvious.

Without him, it is Gechen Lang City's True Lord, the ordinary Grandma Ping in the eyes of ordinary people.

Grandma Ping flicked the handle of the teapot with her fingers, and a cushion appeared out of nowhere under Shi Lan, allowing Shi Lan to sit on it.

She picked up the teapot and poured a cup of tea for Shi Lan.

"I'm home?"

These pots look unusual, and the hot tea that has just been brewed is cold when it is poured out.

"I know you like cold tea and not hot tea."

"The teacher still knows me so well."

Shi Lan was careless, picked up the tea bowl and drank it all down, if Zhong Li saw it, he would definitely hit someone.

"Drink slowly, it will be bad if you choke."

Grandma Ping just shook her head with a smile, and asked with concern: "How are you doing these days?"

Shi Lan smiled: "Well, after staying in Mond for a while, I still feel like home."

"Wait, I seem to have heard Senior Brother's voice..." A cute little head appeared from behind the tea table, rubbing his eyes, sleepy, and his ignorant look was lovely, it looked like it was lying on Grandma Ping's lap Sleep soundly.

When she saw Shi Lan sitting in front of her, she opened her small mouth in surprise, rubbed her eyes again, and suddenly stood up: "It's really Senior Brother!!"

Seeing her, Shi Lan's mood became even better: "Long time no see, Junior Sister~"

"Oh! Yaoyao really misses Senior Brother!"

Yaoyao trotted around the table, hugged Shi Lan's arm and shook it, the bell on her head jingled.

"Does senior brother miss Yaoyao? Yaoyao has been thinking about senior brother~"

Grandma Ping couldn't help laughing: "Yaoyao usually looks like a little adult, but when she sees you, she turns back to a naive child."

"That's not true." Shi Lan rubbed Yaoyao's hair, "Little Junior Sister is just like my Junior Sister~"

Yaoyao put her mouth on her hips: "Senior brother is talking nonsense again."

"Ha ha ha ha……"

Yaoyao blinked and said in a low voice: "Senior brother, just now I heard that someone was bullied by Changsheng under the stage of Yujing..."

Shi Lan's expression froze: "It's not me."

Yaoyao suddenly laughed: "Aha, senior brother is so stupid! Don't tell yourself!"

Shi Lan shook his head and smiled, in his opinion, to make the junior sister happy, his little things are nothing.

Grandma Ping couldn't help shaking her head and smiling when she saw the two brothers and sisters fighting.

"Okay, Yaoyao, senior brother Ni hasn't returned to Liyue for a long time, and the journey has been full of dust and dust, let him rest for a while."

Yaoyao obediently let go of Shi Lan, but did not walk away, blinking her big shiny eyes, looking at Shi Lan as if expecting something: "That, that, that..."

Shi Lan immediately understood, took out seven small bottles from the empty belt, and lined them up on the tea table.

The small bottle is filled with colorful little butterflies, lying on the wall of the bottle, their crystal clear wings fluttering slightly, like life carved out of jade.

This is the gift that Shi Lan brought back for Yaoyao after traveling all over the Seven Kingdoms——Seven Elemental Crystal Butterflies.

Yaoyao's eyes were immediately attracted, and she put her chubby face on the table, she got closer to observe them, the happier she looked from afar.

"Why bottle it?" she asked.

"If you don't use the bottle, Jingdie will run away."

"No way!"

Yaoyao blinked suspiciously, then opened the bottle.

Shi Lan didn't stop him, he watched those crystal butterflies slowly float out of the bottle in shock, and then flew around Yaoyao's fingertips.

The little girl turned around happily, and those Jingdie who usually run away in panic when they meet people seem to be attracted by Yaoyao, flying around her, showing no fear of people at all.

The seven kinds of crystal butterflies emitted their own elemental light, lingering around Yaoyao, and the little girl giggled like a little fairy descended from the earth.

"This……"

Shi Lan was once again shocked by Yaoyao's astonishing affinity.

A blond boy who almost broke his leg after running for five miles chasing a crystal butterfly suddenly appeared in his mind...

"Tell me, kid, you seem to have something on your mind." Taking advantage of the time when Yaoyao and Jingdie were playing around, Grandma Ping suddenly asked.

Shi Lan froze while drinking tea, then sighed.

"Sure enough, I still can't escape the teacher's eyes..."

He pursed his lips, explaining that he met a strange guy at Shimen that day.

"He said that Liyue will be in great trouble... If I come back, I will almost die." Shi Lan showed distress, "Although I answered him very handsomely at the time...but...as soon as I return to Liyue..."

Grandma Ping didn't speak, but just kept looking at Shi Lan, listening quietly.

Shi Lan looked at Yaoyao who was chasing the butterfly, her eyes were full of reluctance, "If I die, I won't be able to see everyone...I will lose everything. My friends will be sad, my family will be in pain...but I can't put them in danger and ignore them, and put everything in the words of the fortune teller..."

Grandma Ping didn't answer his question directly, but instead asked, "Speaking of which, do you trust that fortune teller?"

"I don't trust him...but I have to think about this option."Shi Lan's expression was a little depressed, "During the few days in Bubulu, I often dreamed of the picture that person painted... I chose to leave Liyue and be alone. But when I came back... blood was everywhere, and relatives and friends died unexpectedly , the mountains collapsed and the sea collapsed, the city was destroyed and all was silent. Or, Liyue was safe and sound, and the disaster was just a joke.

Teacher, what should I do? "

There was confusion in his eyes.

Grandma Ping shook her head, didn't speak, just poured a cup of tea, then put the lid on, and said, "Guess, is this cup of tea cold or hot?"

Shi Lan didn't know what Grandma Ping meant, so she shook her head in doubt.

Grandma Ping said in a peaceful tone: "It may be hot or cold. You don't know until you drink it. It's like you don't know whether what the person said is true or not, and you have scruples about it.

If you are thirsty and want to drink now, you want to drink this tea.At this time, whether it is cold or hot, can it be drunk as usual?Shi Lan, don't care if it burns your mouth, you just need to quench your thirst. "

Shi Lan stared fixedly at the teacup.

Grandma Ping poured two more cups of tea.

"This glass is cold water. On the contrary, the other glass is hot water. Drink hot or cold, it's up to you to choose."

Shi Lan was stunned.

Grandma Ping pushed two glasses of water in front of Shi Lan, saying:

"Fate is like these two glasses of water, Shi Lan, no one can interfere with your choice. Whether it is cold or hot, whether to go or stay, it is all up to you to choose. Don't get lost in the choice of fate, listen to your inner voice , firm your own direction.”

Shi Lan lowered her eyes, "Teacher...you often sit alone in Yuehai Pavilion and look at the prosperity of Liyue...I want to ask, what did you see?"

"What I saw was everyone, the whole Liyue." Grandma Ping stood up, looked at Yun Laihai and stood with her hands behind her back. "Thousands of years of prosperity, hundreds of generations of long-standing inheritance. Liyue is not A world defined by a land..."

Shi Lan was silent for a while, and her confused eyes became clear.

"It turns out that I have been caught in a misunderstanding..."

Shi Lan got up, picked up the herbal tea on the table and drank it down, and bowed deeply to Grandma Ping.

"The disciple is taught."

friends, relatives.

In the final analysis, it's all Liyue.

That being the case, what is there to linger about?

Standing in front of him, whether it is a crowd of scheming fools or a disaster that is both real and fake.

He looked firmly at the road ahead, determined the direction he was heading, and walked on this road for no reason.

(End of this chapter)