Arknights, are you a good person?

Halfway through the painting, Qi Yuan changed the location and came to the back of the snow-capped mountains to let Xi continue painting, so as not to let Shelag, who was surrounded by mountains, hear any movement.

"I want to give them a surprise."

Qi Yuan said confidently, right in front of Yelagund.

While Xi was still painting, Qi Yuan pestered Yelagund and asked about some things that concerned him a little.

"What's going on, Ya?"

"Uh um... that's hard to explain."

Yelagund looked embarrassed and used an analogy in a human way: "For example, the residents of Snow Mountain are all my children. Sister Ya... uh, Grandma Ya also has children."

"what?"

Qi Yuan was so shocked that the small stove in his hand was also shaking slightly.

"Well, Ya has a child, and the father is you, Qi Yuan. This is how it should be expressed in human language." Yelagund nodded slightly, making sure that his expression was correct.

pat~

The small stove in Qi Yuan's hand suddenly fell to the ground.

"Don't talk nonsense, I'm only nineteen years old!" Qi Yuan couldn't speak anymore.

"I'm not talking nonsense, I'm telling the truth."

Yelagund said confidently: "Under my repeated requests, Sister Ya took me to see your child, but I only took one look at him before she drove me out of that piece of cut-out spring and autumn."

"..."

Qi Yuan scratched his head.

Xi was painting quietly at the side when suddenly a strong wind blew under her brush. The noodle soup breakfast stall she had just painted became fragmented in an instant. The ink scattered on the white rice paper and turned into dark clouds.

The painter himself stood up suddenly.

"No need to be so alarmed."

Zhong Yue shook his head instead. He seemed to have expected this and waved his hand calmly. “This is not what you think. In the past, it was a great virtue comparable to that of a saint, enough to leave a page of legend in the world.”

"?"

Xi just felt confused.

Her experience and knowledge are really not in line with her status and qualifications.

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Next to the graceful snow-capped mountain, countless peach blossoms gathered on the mountaintop. Ya stood on one leg on the sharp rock at the top, staring at the snow-capped mountain with great resentment.

There, her enemies were.

Forever and forever, this hatred is endless.

At this moment, there were waves of unusual movements in the spring and autumn that she had cut out. She closed her eyes, and the murderous intent and hatred in her pupils increased a little more.

These cut-out pieces of Spring and Autumn carry the past, and every scene is from the Yan State thousands of years ago.

This is the most precious thing to Ya.

Yan State will never be the same as it was a thousand years ago. The cut-out Spring and Autumn Period carries static time. If one is lost, there will be one less, and it can never be made up.

She stared carefully at the inside of the cut-out spring and autumn jacket.

Voices came out from inside, and those voices were full of joy. Ya knew without even looking that those people's strong desire for knowledge had been satisfied.

“I discovered a new world.”

"Is this the sixth one? The elders in the village followed the instructions of the Great Sage Teacher and questioned everything, then verified it with experiments. I wonder if they can construct an ideal world model."

“Is the world going to end?”

"How does the God who created this world view us?"

"..."

Hearing these voices, Ya was so angry that his teeth were itching.

Then, she heard the poem that made the giant beast vomit blood. It seemed that this group of people only knew this sentence, but every time she heard it, Ya's emotions were greatly affected, and she wanted to rush over and fight Qi Yuan to the death.

"God's will has always been difficult to question!"

578: Ya and her children

Within the Spring and Autumn Period cut out by Ya.

The ancestors, dressed in coarse cloth and shabby clothes, walked out of their wooden huts and looked at the dark clouds in the still sky, as if thunder and lightning were brewing.

"The anomaly has appeared again."

The wisest ancestors looked up at the sky.

Once upon a time, they were a group of remnants trapped in a narrow world, living in simple dwellings covered with straw in earth pits, chasing lightning and obtaining fire in extreme fear.

That was in the past.

Since the great saint Qi came into this world, he taught them how to make fire by drilling wood, how to build a place to keep animals, and how to preserve fire...

In a short period of time, he pushed the progress of civilization forward by nearly a thousand years.

And, he taught the most important things.

The spirit of exploration.

Master Qi came and went just as quickly. When he was angrily driven out of this world by Ya, this smartest of the ancestors had already begun to learn the principle of leverage.

Guided by the spirit of exploration, this group of people trapped in a cramped little world began to explore the outside world.

The results were encouraging, but curiosity was not satisfied.

Is there another world outside this world?

Master Qi Yuan, where did they come from? Can they go to that place?

In addition to the leap in lifestyle from primitive people to primitive people who can plant, raise animals, and build houses, their spiritual civilization has also been greatly improved. They yearn for the outside world and even gave birth to the special term "ascension".

"The will of heaven has always been difficult to question."

This ancient man who studied under Qi Yuan raised his head to the sky and asked in a vicissitudes of life: "I would like to ask the vast earth, when will we be able to ascend to heaven?"

"Humph."

A cold snort came from the sky, shaking the entire Spring and Autumn Period.

Ya said angrily: "When I die, all of you will be buried with me. Everything around you will be destroyed in an instant. No one will be able to escape."

"If that's the case, why not just abandon us?" the wise ancestors asked.

Then, an even colder voice came from above.

"Life and death are all my powers. A mere mortal has no right to interfere." After he finished speaking, the sky in this spring and autumn season suddenly sank, and all the dark clouds disappeared.

There was no more voice of Ya between heaven and earth.

The ancestors still did not give up and asked the most crucial question to the heaven: "Where did our most holy teacher, Saint Qi Yuan, go? Has he been killed by you, the Lord God?"

"..."

No response.

The ancestors asked several times without giving up, but the sky in this spring and autumn was still clear and the dark clouds and angry scene were no longer visible.

He was filled with sorrow, raised his head and sang:

"God's will has always been difficult to question!"

"..."

"..."

Ya slowly opened his eyes and saw the familiar Taoshan again. She was standing on one foot on her own broken body.

"Ugh……"

Why he didn't just throw away this piece of Spring and Autumn, Ya himself couldn't explain it.

If it was clear, she would have lost it long ago.

Once upon a time, Ya didn't understand at all why the most powerful among them had to watch these little things struggle from generation to generation, and didn't even show interest in the battles between giant beasts.

Now, after being repeatedly wounded and having only a few hundred years left to live, he has come to Yelagund's side...

She seemed to... start to understand a little bit again.

For some reason, a feeling of sadness surged in her heart. She stared at the snow-capped mountains opposite. Qi Yuan and Yelagund were busy with something she didn't know about.

This life has been wasted, and I just hope I can die happily.

Ya sighed with disappointment.

A strong desire for self-destruction swept through her heart like a storm. She talked to herself facing the snow-capped mountains, but her already low voice was completely blown away by the mountain wind.

"It's not bad to let a monster like you do it, instead of dying at the hands of that bastard Sui."

At this moment, Ya reached the highest level.

She wanted to fight this young human with her strongest posture and then die in his hands. Other than that, Ya never thought of any other possibility.

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The words are divided into two parts.

As for the Great Elder, after returning to Manshu Monastery, he fell into deep doubts.

think.

This pious old man had not thought about these matters related to power and intrigue for a long time. Over the years, he had been thinking about things related to Yelagund.

In the eyes of the Great Elder, this is truly walking with the gods and is an unparalleled honor.

"Great Elder."

Saint Enya walked into the Sutra Library, bowed and greeted him, then prepared to walk around him calmly to take the scriptures she needed.

"and many more."

The Great Elder blocked Enya's way and asked, "Could all this be your brother's plan?"

"You think too highly of him."

Enya shook her head gently: "Although I don't know what you are talking about, he is a brother who abandoned his sister. I have never said a word to him. Even if it is his plan, I don't know anything about it."

She was very low-key and at such a young age, Enya's expression did not change at all when she said these words.

"That's right, I shouldn't ask you..."

The Great Elder turned around and talked to himself. Enya shook the snow leopard's tail and gently covered her mouth.

The Great Elder suddenly turned around again.

Enya's expression froze, and she put her hands down in advance, as if she had never smiled before. Seeing this, the Great Elder could not help but nod repeatedly and say something encouraging:

“Don’t be too burdened when you go up the mountain to serve Yelagund.”

"You are a saint who will serve Yelagund. Above the snow is Yelagund's palace. You will stay there until you die of old age. You will be happier than anyone else on the snowy mountain."

"That's right."

Enya nodded expressionlessly, making it hard to tell her true intention.

The great elder stepped aside, and Enya took the scripture she wanted with an expressionless face, and left the scripture library at a steady pace. Her every move was filled with the solemnity of a saint.

“This is the Saint.”

The Great Elder nodded in praise, then continued with his thoughts.

"Just looking at their expressions, it doesn't seem like the Snow Leopard family leader is acting, but we can't rule out the possibility that they reached some kind of agreement with the sacrifice on the train..."

The Great Elder did not specifically remember Qi Yuan's name.

In his heart, Qi Yuan's value as a sacrifice is far higher than his value as a human being.

Everything in this world is past.

"But it is not ruled out... Could it be that the other two families are expressing their loyalty to Manshu Monastery through such pious means?"