"This is……"
The story begins at the moment when Jiang Mu is about to die for the first time...
"That's... Gan Yu!"
Hu Tao stared in shock at the woman embracing the man on the screen. Although she was somewhat blurry, her silhouette, or rather the horns on her head, clearly identified her.
Now look at Gan Yu...
"Little...Little Mu..." Gan Yu's eyes were already glazed over as she looked at the unconscious Jiang Mu. The longing that had accumulated over thousands of years was about to pour out all at once today...
"Wait a minute..." Hu Tao said, both amused and exasperated.
"Gan Yu... Sister, calm down. How do you know the image on this split screen is real?"
yes……
Hu Tao's words were like a bucket of ice water poured over Gan Yu from head to toe, instantly calming her down...
"yes……"
Gan Yu calmed herself down a bit, looked at the old woman, and said.
"that……"
"If I remember correctly..." the old woman interrupted Gan Yu directly, and smiled slightly.
"You... must be a descendant of the Qilin that followed the Emperor back then. It's been so long! Her offspring has grown so much..."
“You are…” Gan Yu was stunned.
"My name?" The old woman chuckled. "It's been so long, I can't remember my name anymore..."
“But…” The old woman frowned slightly.
“I remember, my companions... once called me... Huihuan... Shumen Zhenjun…”
"It's you!"
Gan Yu suddenly became excited.
"What's wrong?"
Hu Tao asked in confusion.
"It is said that during the War of the Demon Gods," Gan Yu explained to Hu Tao with great excitement.
"There is a special immortal who, although not in charge of the battles on the front lines, is still respected by the people of Liyue and many immortals."
"Her title is the Dreamweaver, the Painter of Illusions. Although she doesn't appear on the battlefield, she can soothe the wounds of soldiers and the people in their dreams. It can be said that without her, Liyue would not have been able to sustain the Demon God War for so long..."
"Then why haven't we heard of this immortal's name..." Hu Tao wondered.
“This is because…” Gan Yu sighed.
"After the First World War, the army was resting and reorganizing when a demon god from a neighboring country launched a surprise attack. At that time, the only one capable of taking action was this True Lord of Illusionary Dreams."
"She used her own abilities to trap millions of enemy soldiers in a dream for several hours, but she herself suffered excessive losses. Her vital essence was damaged, and she perished..."
As she spoke, a look of sorrow crept onto Gan Yu's face...
"Hehe..." the old woman... no, it should be the True Lord of the Illusory Dream Book said with a smile.
"I never thought that anyone in Liyue would still remember me."
"Your contributions to Liyue are something no one can forget," Gan Yu said earnestly.
"Without your contributions, there would be no Liyue today. Although I also participated in the Demon God War, I did not get to meet you. It is truly an honor to meet you here today..."
"Your words are so sweet..." Master Huihuan Shumen said with a smile, "I only did what I was supposed to do. Thanks to the Emperor, I am able to serve Liyue here again..."
Only then did Hu Tao realize that the old woman in front of her was a truly powerful person, and she quickly bowed in respect.
"No need for that..." said the True Lord of the Illusionary Dream Book with a cheerful smile.
"I'm just an old woman now, there's no need for me to be so serious."
“Then…” Gan Yu looked at the Dream-Painting True Monarch and asked nervously.
"Is Jiang Mu really... my little dream...?"
"Don't you already know the answer to the question?"
"The True Lord of the Illusory Book of Dreams said with a smile."
"Thank you... thank you..."
Tears of emotion welled up in Gan Yu's eyes as she looked at Jiang Mu, who was still fast asleep, her face gentle and tender.
"Xiao Mu... my dearest Xiao Mu..."
Just like the rage of the Naga King Ratna after being suppressed by Morax for a thousand years, any emotion, after a thousand years of accumulation, will become exceptionally profound...
However, Gan Yu also knew that this was not the time to vent her emotions, so she simply and carefully placed Jiang Mu's head on her lap and quietly looked at the person she loved most.
“Sister Gan Yu…” Hu Tao’s expression was complicated. Through the light screen, she already knew the feelings between the two, but…
"This was just a past life's emotion. This time, I met him first, and I... will not let go!"
"well--"
Seeing the two women's reactions, how could the True Monarch of the Illusory Dream Book not understand what they were thinking? While finding it amusing, she also glanced at the unconscious Jiang Mu and thought to herself.
"What a lucky guy, to have two such wonderful female confidantes who would do so much for him..."
"never mind……"
Shaking off his thoughts, the True Lord of Illusory Dreams waved his sleeve, and the scene on the light screen changed once again...
In the magnificent, golden hall, a petite figure sat quietly on the throne. Before her, a large crystal slowly rotated, occasionally emitting a faint glow...
"Oh?" At a certain moment, the "girl" opened her eyes, gently waved her slender hand, and the crystal suddenly shone brightly...
"She has an interesting soul..."
The girl murmured as she peeled the illusory human figure from the crystal and had it float in front of her.
"What!"
Gan Yu and Hu Tao were both incredulous upon seeing this.
Because the figure that appeared at this moment was none other than "Jiang Mu," who had "just died not long ago"...
"How could this be..." Gan Yu's slender hands were already clenched into fists, and her teeth were grinding together...
"How could you treat a dead person like this..." Hu Tao's expression was extremely hostile.
The rules of the ancestral hall dictate that the deceased should be laid to rest in peace, but such desecration of the dead... crosses a line for her...
"It seems there's a strong sense of resentment and longing..." the "girl" in the light screen murmured.
"Then let me lend you a hand." Suddenly laughing, the "girl" flicked her fingers, and strands of black matter were continuously peeled away from "Jiang Mu's" soul, which gradually became transparent and sacred...
"Alright!" As if she had exerted a lot of effort, the "girl" rubbed her temples slightly.
"Although we've cleared away the impurities from your body, we've also erased your memories of your previous life. Sorry."
As she spoke, the "girl" seemed to be deliberately trying to be cute, and made a face.
“As compensation…” the “girl” thought for a moment, then suddenly clapped her hands.
"Then I'll give you one of my clones as a gift, so she can protect you subconsciously. That'll be fine!"
As she spoke, a series of small orbs of light appeared in front of the "girl," slowly rotating around her. After choosing, the "girl" finally made her decision.
"Cloning number 284, name... let's call you Yan Tu, it's chosen!"
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