Genshin Impact: We have to find a way to abduct people.

When it was time to leave Yujingtai.

Keqing had some finishing work to do, so she said goodbye first. Xiangling also made appointments with everyone before leaving, remembering to come to Wanmin Hall for dinner in the evening.

Grandma Ping, as usual, happily wanted to walk slowly and take a look at the prosperous Liyue along the way.

He turned around and wanted to chat with the three people who were still here.

Under the slightly dark sky, I happened to see Wutong standing under the statue of the Kitchen God, with his hands clasped piously.

The hair was tied up, with a southern red hairpin that was brighter than the sunset on the horizon, and a few finely chopped ginkgo leaves as decoration were buried in the hair. The white outer robe, contrary to its previous function as an outer covering, was properly tied and buttoned. It was in a regular pattern from head to toe, and even the sleeves were neatly folded.

The other party stood in front of the stage where few people came, closed his eyes and waited, then put his hands on his forehead.

Different prayer movements have different meanings, either kneeling or standing. Either placed on the chest or placed in the throat. As an immortal, Grandma Ping knew the gesture Wutong was doing now.

It means prayer and thanksgiving.

Zhuyue Festival has the meaning of commemorating the Kitchen God. The devil Marcusius mentioned that eating and drinking were originally important events in the world, because eating requires the best spiritual energy, and drinking requires drinking the essence of heaven and earth... This is the most important thing. In life, you must have a full belly before you can go on. Eating and drinking can be small or big. To put it in a small way, you can taste it with a handful of corns and drink sweet spring water from a rock. To put it in a big way, you can take a pot of stars and moon to drink and walk on the road of the world for thousands of years.

Since coming to Teyvat, she has never worshiped the immortals of Liyue, nor has she believed in the seven gods of Teyvat.

Maybe it's disrespectful, but presumably, if possible, Guo Ba would also like Mr. Yuan and get on well with him.

Through this, she worshiped the unparalleled national scholar and benefactor who saved the world.

The wind blows the rice waves, the rice awns streak across the palms, and the straw is piled up on the field. The millet beeped in the sunshine, and the paddy field glowed orange.

As the saying goes, fullness and warmth equal peace.

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The three of them followed Grandma Ping for a walk to the vicinity of Wanmin Hall. I could still vaguely hear the noisy argument between Xiang Ling and Master Mao, such as: Oh, Dad, what are you doing again? Let me do this. Or: How can you do this? I will do it.

Chopping vegetables and spooning, stove fire and laughter...

Just listening to it can't help but bring a slight smile to the corners of your mouth.

As soon as Kong turned into the street, he first saw a pot of rice the size of a child, jumping out of the door and running away. Following Paimon's exclamation, he looked over: "Mr. Zhongli?"

"..." Zhongli looked at the old acquaintance who hurriedly ran to him and circled around him, with expressions of shock and confusion, and chuckled: "...It's you. It's been a long time, Old friend."

"Oh my, are you taking a walk here too?" Grandma Ping greeted her knowingly.

"The season is just right, it's time to go out for a walk and wait for a table of delicious food."

"Let's take a walk, let's have a chance to meet you. Although Guoba doesn't recognize you, he is very happy every time he sees you."

Walking straight past Wanmin Hall, Paimeng looked at Guo Ba, who was dancing and purring with joy, then looked at Grandma Ping, and said hesitantly: "Guo Ba... I don't remember many things, but I can still feel familiar things..." .”

Zhongli answered first, then asked a new question: "Friendship can withstand time. What do you think of the word "empty, month by month"?

Kong: "The artistic conception is very beautiful and the season is good."

"Looking up at the bright moon, all kinds of feelings are in it. This feeling and this scene are like the stars shining on me, and I want to chase the moonlight. I feel the kindness of my old friends, carry on the love of old friends, pursue the eternal meaning, and surround the eternal city. All of the above, It’s called chasing the moon.”

Grandma Ping shook her head, "The Emperor, you are always so literate, and it's hard to understand for a few young people: "Old man, I feel sad when I see everything. When I see the children, I feel very beautiful. The lush vitality, I want to Rushing out from the bottom of the earth...it is clearly an ancient land that has existed for tens of millions of years, and it is still so dazzling."

Wutong raised his head to look at the full moon that gradually appeared behind the clouds, and grabbed the belt hanging from the hem of his clothes: "Maybe, this is Liyue."

It should be said that they are indeed a family. What kind of adults and what kind of children are you can tell at a glance.

Zhongli recalled the seemingly contradictory gentleman he had noticed in Guiliyuan before and went to see him. The other party has gone through the erosion of the years, neither humble nor arrogant, but also numb and indifferent. There is the shrewdness of a businessman, but also the dullness of the mountains.

But since they are relatives, they should meet each other after all.

"Speaking of which, Wutong. The rivers in the mountains are either surging or calm."

"...What?"

It’s like hearing a secret sigh hidden in the city tide, and hearing the sound of butterflies flapping their wings. There were people in the sea of ​​people who called her softly for no reason, and there were people in the sea of ​​people who watched her silently.

who is it?

Wutong's heart beat twice rapidly and she turned around suddenly.

But fate may be such a drama. The sight that fell on her was too scorching to ignore, but when she turned around, it quickly disappeared. Let her think it was just an illusion.

"Ah Yu?" Kong subconsciously raised his hand to grab the man who was about to turn away without saying anything, and called out in confusion.

Being pulled and jerked, Wutong looked at the familiar figure disappearing into the sea of ​​people. She began to feel anxious in her heart. No matter whether it was true or not, whether it was wishful thinking or not, she had to confirm it carefully: "Sorry, Sora."

The feeling of having five fingers spread apart one by one was not a good one, although he did not resist the other party's hurried departure, nor did he have the compulsive desire to have the other party accompany him 24 hours a day. But at this moment, Kong felt an inexplicable feeling of being severely shaken off, which was not very comfortable.

Actually, you can wait for me to let go.

It didn't take long for the warm wrist to leave. Kong stood there, watching the other party's conspicuousness at the beginning, becoming unclear, and finally disappearing.

Don't open my hand like you are throwing away all my retentions. Ah Yu.

......

Pushing aside the crowd, Wutong kept saying to others: Sorry, I borrowed it... while trying to catch up.

Please, just turn around, just let her recognize that face, just let her take a look.

"Please, please wait! Hello? Please wait! Ah, I'm so sorry..." The more Wutong looked at her, the more she felt that this was her awkward father Jin.

What the other party is best at is playing hide-and-seek with the children at home every day based on how much skill he has.

Run, just run, run without making a sound.

Anyway, I’m also practicing martial arts. Let’s see who can outrun the other!