aircannonsinc Chapter 191 Meaning
Chapter 191 Meaning
To the north of the abyss is a natural barrier, with a canyon embankment that is so steep that it is almost vertical, as if it was created by the power of nature, like a knife or an axe.
The group walked along the edge of the canyon, heading north and approaching the Nantianmen.
Zhongli remained silent throughout, his eyes often moving back and forth between the canyon and Kunjun, his eyes filled with loneliness and reminiscence. He still remembered how and why this natural barrier was formed.
Paimon and Sora looked at the bottom of the valley, where the azure water reflected the sky and was quite dazzling under the sunlight.
Mo Ran was dressed in black, his long hair swaying in the breeze, his clothes fluttering slightly, and as he walked, his back would have attracted attention if he had been placed in a crowd.
Kunjun pondered, his eyes wandering around the roadside, as if looking for something. Suddenly, a gleam of light appeared in his eyes, and he walked to the side of the road and squatted down.
There, there is a stone amber that has not yet been mined. Although this kind of ore is rarer than ordinary iron ore and marcasite, it is only a part. Moreover, the quality of the one in front of you is not very good. It is not pure and reveals mixed colors.
Kunjun moved his body, put his big hand on the amber, closed his eyes slightly, his expression seemed to be touched, there was an indescribable weirdness, as if he was talking to the stone.
Paimon glanced at the blond boy, hands spread out, confused.
Mo Ran and Zhong Li understood what he had done, but did not reveal it. They just stood there, looking at the figure calmly.
Kunjun withdrew his hand, stood up and faced the crowd, his eyes thoughtful, and said: "I saw four adults following a... child-like figure, walking to the north."
"Child? How could there be a child here..." Paimon was puzzled at first, and then said in shock: "No, no, what does it mean to see?!"
There was a look of disbelief in Kong's eyes. This was the first time he had seen such a magical and strange thing.
"It means what it says." Kunjun said mysteriously, "I think this is very strange, so I haven't mentioned it to anyone. You must not tell anyone!"
"I can actually see the memories inside the ore!"
Zhongli's calm amber eyes trembled slightly, and it seemed as if a huge wave was rising in his heart. His heart, which had been silent for a long time, began to pound again, echoing throughout his body.
He knew that the last glimmer of hope and the last glimmer of possibility of a turnaround in his heart were completely shattered.
Paimon then asked, "Can I just put my hand on the stone like I did just now?"
Kunjun nodded, hummed, and said, "For me, minerals also have memories. They occasionally record everything around them. As long as I touch them and feel them with my heart, I can see those memories."
Paimon's floating body jumped, and he opened his mouth and said, "So amazing! Then you know everything!"
"It depends on the specific stone. Different ores have different memories. Ordinary ores like iron and tin are basically useless. The memories they carry are very vague."
"Like crystal, amber, or night-time stone, after all, higher-grade minerals will make the memory clearer." Kunjun explained without leaving out anything.
Obviously, he had a lot of trust in this group of people whom he had just met, but he himself didn't know why and where that inexplicable trust came from.
Mo Ran said meaningfully: "Just like people, some people will always remember even the smallest details that are insignificant in the eyes of others."
"On the other hand, there are some people who can forget even the most important things. This is very similar to the memory of ore, right?"
Kunjun smiled faintly and said, "Yes, Mr. Mo Ran's explanation is very insightful. In fact, it is indeed the case."
A trace of bitterness flashed in Zhongli's eyes, and he sighed slightly, saying: "Using stones as eyes, this ability is really rare. This time I traveled with Brother Kun, and I saw a lot."
Kunjun laughed and said, "Mr. Zhongli, thank you for the compliment. I'm glad I could help you. They're heading north. Judging from my memory, they haven't been gone for long. Let's catch up."
The natural danger of the canyon moved backwards, and the road became much flatter. When approaching the Nantianmen, the peaks on both sides were towering, as if they rose from the ground and were cut directly out of the ground.
Not far away on the ground, there was a man dressed as a miner lying. His body was twisted and he didn't notice the people approaching. His eyes were closed.
Seeing this, Paimon called out, "Hey! What's wrong with you? Can you hear me?"
Zhongli hesitated for a moment, frowned and said, "Looking at his appearance, he must have fainted here due to exhaustion."
"Should we wake him up?" Paimon was a little uncertain. After all, this matter was so weird and strange. There was someone who could see the memories of ore, and the miners who ran away inexplicably. It was unsettling no matter how he looked at it.
Before they could answer, the miners on the ground whispered, "I can still... dig more..."
Zhongli sighed and said, "Such persistence is very abnormal. Let's take him to a nearby camp and settle him down, and then continue to hunt for the rest of them."
Mo Ran nodded slightly and waved his hand. A gentle force of wind element swept the unconscious person on the ground and sent him to a camp dozens of steps away, which was left by an unknown adventurer.
Kunjun looked towards the north, thoughtful.
Paimon was a little worried and asked, "He shouldn't be dead, right?"
This "he" naturally refers to the miners who were sent to the camp.
Zhongli said slowly: "No, he just overworked and fell into a coma. His life is not in danger, but... I don't know what happened to the others."
Paimon's eyes narrowed slightly, and he thought: "Just now he seemed to be mumbling about digging something. Could it be that he was so tired from digging?"
“It’s possible.” Zhongli glanced at Kunjun. At this moment, Kunjun was looking towards the north in a daze, as if something was pulling him.
Mo Ran's black sleeves fluttered in the mountain breeze. He looked at Kun Jun and said, "Let's keep going. The truth should be not far away from us."
After being silent for a long time, Kong nodded and tried to call Kunjun back, but there was no response after calling him several times, as if the person standing there was not a person but a statue.
“Kunjun…Kunjun!”
"Ah! Haha... I was distracted just now, sorry." Kunjun came back to his senses, smiled apologetically, and said, "What were you talking about just now?"
Paimon played his role as a communicator and explained the next plan. Kunjun nodded and said, "Okay, let's go."
He turned around slowly, suddenly remembered something, and said again: "Oh, right! I just remembered that I have something to give you!"
Zhongli's eyes moved slightly, and he asked softly, "Why are you giving us something?"
Mo Ran had not intended to say anything, but the pair of amber pupils kept coming into his sight again, leaving Mo Ran with no other choice but to say, "No merit without reward, giving us something for no reason, this..."
Kunjun smiled gently and waved his hand, saying, "It's okay. There's a saying that goes, obedience is worse than respect! To be honest, after meeting you all, my mind has become much clearer, just like..."
"It's like what the people of Liyue often say, I feel my mind is clearer now. Before this, my memories were just like the ones I saw in the ore, sporadic and without a beginning or an end."
"So, it's not in vain. Anyway, thank you for letting me know the real me. This is what I am like!"
Paimon covered her face with her hands, a slight blush on her porcelain doll-like cheeks, and said shyly: "I feel embarrassed for being so cheesy all of a sudden! Um~"
Sora rolled his eyes at his travel companion, twitched the corners of his mouth, and ignored her sudden attack.
Kunjun took out a few crystals of strange colors from his bag and said, "These are the crystals I bought from the market. They are extremely rare. Give each of you one as a souvenir."
Paimon looked through the gaps between his fingers and saw several purple crystals with blue light shining through. They sparkled brightly under the sunlight, changing color from time to time, like a dream.
"What a beautiful crystal! It feels different when you look at it this way or that way!"
Sora looked at the very valuable crystal and asked, "Can you really give it to me?"
"You're welcome, take it!" Kunjun stuffed two crystals as bright as stars into the two people's hands, turned to look at the other two, and said: "These two are for Mr. Zhongli and Mr. Mo Ran."
The man in black took it, said thank you, then put it into his wide sleeves and put it into the storage space.
Zhongli stared at the crystal in a daze, thinking back to the past, he never gave himself anything, but now a thousand years have passed, and things have changed a little.
Seeing that he didn't move, Kunjun hesitated and asked, "What's wrong? Mr. Zhongli doesn't like this kind? I have other..."
"No, how could that be? I just never thought that I would receive such a precious gift at this moment." Zhongli took the crystal gently and said seriously, "Thank you, I will keep it properly."
Kunjun laughed and said, "Mr. Zhongli, you are too kind. Good things should be given to those who know them. This is the only way to make sense!"
The group set out on their journey again...