Original God, looking for the heart

The second day, Yujingtai

The people of Liyue gathered here in unison.

In order to avoid unnecessary panic, Qixing explained the emperor's death as a failure to overcome the tribulation, rather than an assassination.

The person who presided over the ceremony was also Ningguang.

During the ceremony, everyone bowed their heads and clasped their hands together to mourn the emperor devoutly. It's time for the big man to rest.

Weak fluorescence condensed from everyone's clasped fingertips, and their beliefs turned into small fluorescent balls. Not even the sun can cover them.

Wouldn't it look better if it was placed at night, like stars?

As Mo Bei saw, these small light balls flew towards Zhongli in unison. At this time, Zhongli had a pair of dragon horns on his head, which were gradually changing from brown to yellow from the root to the tip. There were also a few light scales at the corners of his eyes, and the extra dragon tail behind him was as white as auspicious clouds. Curly hair.

Zhongli accepted it all calmly. He has already given up his status and identity as an emperor. Now he is just an ordinary person named "Zhongli".

The ceremony of sending immortals ended successfully. Kong asked Zhongli about his sister's whereabouts, while Mo Bei went to visit Ningguang.

Ning Guang saw Mo Bei and recognized that he was also a person who participated in the battle with Osel and guarded the formation with Kong, making him a great contributor to Liyue.

Ningguang unfolded the folding fan in his hand to cover half of his face, but then asked with a smile: "I don't know, why did you come to see me?"

"It's nothing, I just want to get to know Miss Ningguang." As soon as he finished speaking, Mo Bei felt panicked. He is not good at communicating with others, and there is something strange about what he said. Oops, how could I be so stupid!

Ningguang understood Mo Bei's thoughts: "Are you telling a story?"

"That's right, that's right."

"Fang Qian heard that you like to collect stories, and that's true." Ningguang smiled, "If you want to know my stories, you have to exchange them for equal value."

Should I be called a businessman? Ning Guang will not let himself suffer a loss no matter what.

When Mo Bei was thinking about what he had in exchange for Ning Guang's story, he only smiled.

"You saved Liyue, it's enough in exchange for my story."

Mo Bei invited Ning Guang to move to the teahouse and order a pot of famous tea recommended by Zhong Li.

Low-key but luxurious food is Ningguang's favorite, such as old chicken and pork bones simmered for several hours and then topped with boiling water and only the heart of the cabbage.

Such a pot of good tea not only satisfies Ningguang's preferences, but also conforms to Liyue's way of hospitality. Ningguang is naturally happy.

"My story is nothing special."

“When I was young, my family was poor and I didn’t even have the opportunity to receive a good education.”

"As you can see, all my wealth started from a box of fish."

"At that time, after the work was completed, I had to run a stall with my family in the evening. If I didn't make any money in the morning, I would have no food at noon."

Mo Bei has some experience with this kind of thing. In the original world, he could only survive by relying on charity. The disaster took away his close relatives. During that period of powerlessness, he only relied on a monthly subsidy of a few hundred yuan. It’s just steamed buns every day, just mess around.

Ningguang raised the tea cup and took a leisurely sip: "When I was about to leave home to do business, my mother still felt that I should continue to help the family, why take risks."

"Then you might see me pushing a cart selling grilled tiger fish next to Wanmin Hall, haha."

"Although it was a difficult time, I had clear goals and plenty of motivation every day."

"My obsession with Mora was probably formed at that time."

A powerful female voice broke through the chatter in the teahouse and passed directly into the ears of Ning Guang and Mo Bei.

I saw a woman with long black hair, bangs covering her left eye, red eyes, wearing a cheongsam and high-heeled over-the-knee boots, looking high-spirited. She walked straight to Mo Bei and Ning Guang's table.

"Long time no see, Ning Guang! And this is the one who guarded the formation with the traveler during the fight against Ossel. I am Beidou, the leader of the sea team during the fight against Ossel."

"Hello, my name is Mo Bei. Nice to meet you." Mo Bei shook hands with Beidou and invited her to sit down with him.

Beidou moved on to a stool and naturally sat next to Ningguang.

Why does it seem like Ningguang and Beidou have a good relationship?

"Then, let's continue the topic we just talked about." Ningguang signaled Beidou to be quiet. "My childhood memories have a profound impact on me, and my feelings for fish are also quite special."

"They are limited by water, but they are free. They swim around and never stop."

"Remembering the hard work in the past, I am not afraid of the challenges ahead."

Beidou knows Ningguang better than Mo Bei, and she understands that Ningguang is telling her past.

There are not many people like Ning Guang who dare to face their past and talk about it calmly.

"Excuse me, can I ask another question? It may be a bit sensitive."

"But it doesn't matter."

"But in the battle with Osel, Ningguang, you destroyed the Jade Pavilion... don't you feel bad? That was all your hard work."

Beidou was the first to speak: "Hahahaha! Brother, you made Ningguang narrow-minded. She likes Mora, but the people of Liyue Port are more important to her."

"Beidou is right. I will eventually grow old, the seven stars will change, and Liyue Port will still be prosperous."

"I hope that the name Ningguang can live on. It will no longer represent me as a person, but become a symbol. If it is passed down like this, what I do can transcend the limits of time."

"Qunyu Pavilion is the testimony of my journey. It was originally an insignificant corner of the street stalls, but now it has become a major wonder of Liyue Port. One day, I will let the shadow of Qunyu Pavilion spread all over the world. country."

"But if I encounter such a crisis again, I won't be afraid. The big deal -"

"I can smash another Qunyu Pavilion."

Ningguang said these words firmly and forcefully. She has lofty ideals, great aspirations, and is not afraid of the dangers of starting over. Perhaps, this is the strength that allows her to become one of the Seven Stars.

"Those who collect stories will spread them, and Miss Ningguang's wish will surely come true."

"Then let me lend you some good words."

It didn't take long for Ningguang to leave first on the grounds that he was concerned about the rebuilding of Qunyu Pavilion.

"Next time, I will be the host."

"Thank you." Mo Bei bowed to Ning Guang to express his gratitude. In fact, this story is much more valuable than a meal.

"Brother, drink slowly. My fleet also has some important matters. Next time, please go to my fleet and I will take you to enjoy the scenery of the sea!"

"Okay, I will definitely go if I have the chance!"

The three of them left the teahouse.

Mo Bei was curious about how Liyue Port was recovering now, and he wanted to walk back to the inn.

In fact, with the combined efforts of the Seven Stars and the Immortals, Osel did not have much impact on the port.

Just as Ningguang promised, this place has once again returned to its original state of fireworks and folk. And it seemed more lively than before. Many people from neighboring countries heard about what happened in Liyue and wanted to come here to see the traces of the fight against the demon god.

As he walked, Mo Bei had more things in his hands.

A sea lantern seller shouted to Mo Bei: "This handsome guy! Our Sea Lantern Festival in Liyue is coming soon, come and buy a sea lantern. Let's fly the sea lantern with everyone, and you will have good luck - —”

Ah, the Lantern Festival...

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