Genshin Impact: Wherever you go, all wear and tear will be eliminated

Chapter 164 The Story of the Fairy Goddess

The day is noon.

Mo Ran stood on the deck of the Jade Pavilion, looking at the beautiful scenery of Liyue. He murmured to himself, "It's time to go home."

He walked down the Jade Pavilion in black and headed towards his home. On the way, he sent away the immortals who had heard the news and came to express their condolences, and went straight to the place where his body and soul longed for.

In a mansion somewhere in Liyue, a man in black arrived here, put his hand on the door, smiled, and gently pushed it open.

"Father!" "Master!"

Two voices were heard, and two figures were standing behind the door. One had white hair as white as snow and a face as bright as the moon, and the other was delicate and delicate, like a porcelain doll.

Mo Ran's smile did not fade. He sighed and walked into the house which had not changed much. He said softly, "Shen He, Qi Qi, I'm sorry to have worried you these days."

Shen He was about to cry, and just like when he was a child, he threw himself into the arms of the man in black and held on tightly with both hands. Just like then, he was afraid that if he let go, it would be a farewell forever.

Qiqi pulled the trouser legs of the man in black, entangled his limbs, and would not let go.

Mo Ran had no choice but to walk slowly to the soft sofa, comforting her softly for a while before taking down the two exquisite "pendants".

Then he collapsed on the single seat. This man who had fought for thousands of years and never felt tired was actually made to sigh repeatedly by the two little girls.

"You, you are a young girl who is about 22 years old and waiting to be married, and you own the Liuli Pavilion and control one-tenth or one-twelfth of Liyue's economy."

"He is in charge of Du Binglu, practicing medicine to save the world, saving the dying and the wounded. He is at least hundreds of years old, but he is still so clingy! Oh, I don't know whether I should laugh or laugh out loud!"

Mo Ran was leaning his elbows on the armrests, his chin in his big hands. It sounded like he was crying out in sympathy, but in fact he was making remarks that made people clench their fists and want to beat him up.

Shen He held Qiqi in his arms, and the two of them smiled without saying anything. To them, as long as the black dress was in front of them, nothing was a big deal. Although the family was now missing their eldest sister, it was not a big problem.

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In the afternoon, a woman in black clothes and a head full of gray hair sat in the courtyard. As for the little porcelain doll, she should have gone to the Hall of the Dead to announce the good news. From what we knew before, she seemed not to have been there for a long time.

Mo Ran raised his eyes and looked at the open courtyard door. There were three figures outside the door. Two of them were very familiar. They were Kong and Paimon, the inseparable companions. The other one was a girl who was dressed in a slightly opera style, but her clothes were up to date with current affairs.

Paimeng waved and shouted, "Mo Ran, Shen He! You are really at home."

Mo Ran spread his hands and said, "If I'm not at home, where else can I be? I don't usually go out much. But since I met you two, I've been running out every other day without a break!"

Paimon chuckled and said, "It's good to go out more often, so you don't get moldy at home!"

Sora sighed, "Paimon! Don't forget what we are here for."

"Ah, that's right." Paimeng nodded repeatedly and said, "Mo Ran, this is Mr. Yun from Yun Han Society. We came with him to ask you something."

The girl bowed slightly and said politely, "Hello, Mr. Mo Ran. I don't know if you still remember me. My last name is Yun and my given name is Jin. I have been to your restaurant several times with my father."

"It turns out to be Mr. Yun." Mo Ran smiled and said, "I've heard of your great name for a long time, but unfortunately, it's hard to get a seat at the Yun Han Society's theater. I finally get to see your true face today. I'm so lucky!"

Yun Jin smiled and replied, "Mr. Mo Ran, you are too kind."

Paimon rolled his eyes and muttered, "You two just met, but why do you feel like blood relatives and are so polite to each other?"

Mo Ran waved his hand and said, "I am just an unknown businessman. Naturally, I am excited to see the famous figures of Liyue Harbor. I am not like Paimon and Kong, who even know immortals. I cannot compare with such connections."

Hearing this, Paimon leaned close to the blond boy's ear and whispered, "Wow, he's really good at making up stories. He really pretends to be just like an ordinary person."

Kong said calmly, "Nonsense, how else could you have deceived us before? Okay, Paimeng, go and ask Mo Ran if he's willing to help."

"Oh, right!" Paimeng coughed twice, looked at the man in black, and said, "Yun Jin, just ask if you have any questions. Mo Ran will definitely tell you!"

Yun Jin narrowed his eyes slightly and said with a smile: "It's not that I don't believe Paimeng, but how can Paimeng be sure that Mr. Mo Ran will say it?"

Mo Ran also nodded and said, "That's right. Even though we have a close relationship, you can't always ask me to solve problems!"

Kong pulled the corner of his mouth and explained helplessly: "We just passed by Yunhan Society and happened to meet Mr. Yun who wanted to make some additions to his opera, so he thought of you."

"It's not that simple, is it?" Mo Ran took a sip of tea and said nonchalantly, "Maybe he came to me because he met an idler on the way, or maybe he was a guest of the Wangsheng Hall?"

Paimon exclaimed in surprise, "Zhongli just said that you would guess it. Is this a manifestation of the spirit? By the way, Zhongli also said some fancy words just now to prevent you from disagreeing..."

Kong knew that his travel companion's education level was not enough to support those words, so he added: "My old friend, Zhong, is short of money recently and cannot afford the tea party expenses. Fortunately, Mr. Yun is magnanimous. I hope that Mr. Yun will remember our friendship for many years and generously help me this time. Zhong thanks you in advance!"

Mo Ran was not surprised at all, because over the years, Zhongli had asked him to help pay off more than a little debt. The only difference was that this time, he was not using Mora to pay off the debt.

Mo Ran sighed and scolded with a smile: "If you continue like this, I'm afraid you won't have much of Zhongli's old friendship left. Alas, you met the wrong person and made the wrong friends!"

"Oh, forget it. Since it's a request from an old friend, I will help you. If Mr. Yun wants to ask anything, I will tell you everything if I know."

Yun Jin thanked him and continued, "My father once wrote a play based on rumors. It was a legendary story about gods, monsters and fairies. It was called "The Goddess Splits the Temple"!"

"The story depicted in the play takes place in a mountain range in the suburbs of Lisha. Legend has it that this is the mountain where immortals suppressed evil spirits. It fell from the sky five hundred years ago and appeared out of thin air. People all say that the name of the mountain is Demon-Suppressing!"

"It is said that immortals have frequently come here to check the seal, but it is hard to tell the truth from the false, and I don't know much about it. I heard that Mr. Zhongli is very knowledgeable, so I wanted to ask him, but he said he didn't know much either, so he recommended you, Mr. Mo Ran, to me and asked me to come with you two."

"Excuse me, Mr. Mo Ran, is it true that an immortal has descended on that mountain, and is it true that there are evil demons suppressing it?"

Mo Ran pondered for a moment, then asked, "How does this help Mr. Yun's play?"

"Of course." Yun Jin went on to explain: "There is a rumor in Liyue Harbor that actors are heartless, but in fact it is the actors in the play that are heartless. In order to create a fascinating play, it often takes years of hard work before it can be put on stage and presented to the audience."

"This includes the ups and downs of the inherent drama, but the sincerity of the performer is also an important factor. Therefore, I need to truly understand and feel the goddess's thoughts at that time. I want to perform this drama well!"

Mo Ran glanced at his daughter, then said, "That's right. Well, if I just tell it myself, the meaning is not profound enough. How about we go to the origin of the story together?"

Yun Jin smiled and said happily, "I just had the same idea. Maybe I will have some new insights this time."

Paimeng spread her hands and said, "It seems that we need to change places again." She looked at the frost-haired figure who had been silent all the time and asked, "Shen He, why didn't you say anything just now?"

Shen He glanced at the man in black and said softly, "My father is talking to someone, I am a junior, so I won't interrupt."

Paimeng said angrily: "Mo Ran is really, actually teaching a child like this!"

"No, this is just my own idea. It has nothing to do with my father." Shen He shook her head and explained. In fact, there was more to it than that. She really didn't want to talk more about the topic just now.

Kong smiled slightly and said, "Then does Shen He want to go with us?"

Shen He nodded, not because of anything else, but because she was really worried that her father would leave again just after returning home.

Yun Jin turned around, looking guilty, and said, "I'm sorry, I was just talking to Mr. Mo Ran and didn't ask for this lady's name."

"My name is Shen He, nothing to mention."