After Ganyu left.

Xiangling's voice sounded: "Everyone, I just thought of something, and I just remembered it when I saw that true monarch." Could this stove god also be an immortal? ”

Keqing pondered: "It's possible, I don't dare to assert yes or no, but the possibility is indeed very large. ”

"Then we should go to the immortals and inquire, I think the master may be able to help."

"Master means, your teacher is an immortal?"

Xiangling nodded: "She's in Yujingtai, I'll take you to find him." ”

Yujingtai.

Xiangling shouted loudly: "Master——! ”

They walked up to a kind old woman.

At this moment, Guoba also jumped to say hello to Grandma Ping, obviously, Guoba was very happy to see familiar people.

Grandma Ping smiled kindly: "Xiangling is here." ”

"Xiangling's master is Grandma Ping?!"

"I didn't expect that"

For a moment, Paimon and Keqing were a little surprised.

didn't care about everyone's reaction, Xiangling smiled:

"Master, how are you doing at home?"

"Yes, very. Ladies and gentlemen, you actually have time to visit my old wife today. Madame Ping smiled kindly, her eyes skimmed over Wang Daoyi, and seeing that he didn't seem to be ready to speak, she didn't say hello.

Then, Xiangling asked, "Hello! Master, we have something to ask you, do you know the god of the stove? ”

"Of course I know, so it's been the Moon Festival lately. So so, do you want to inquire about the god of the hearth? ”

"Yes, something has happened recently. We're looking for it. Keqing nodded, and told the old man in front of him about the recent investigation 1510.

After listening, Grandma Ping sighed with emotion,

"Well, the boulder appeared, so you started to investigate. You're right, I do know what you call the god of the hearth. But it was a long, long time ago. The Moon Festival is a ritual of immortals, and the people of Liyue do not practice immortal deeds, but they also follow this ritual and evolve into a number of festivals in the name of the moon. ”

"On a beautiful moonlit day, everyone gathers together to drink good wine and tea. Taste the delicious food and celebrate the joy of reunion. Later, Emperor Iwawang would commemorate a friend and combine these various festivals with the term month. Borrowing the sky and the earth, taking the moon as the oath, remembering the past and thinking about the present, and reuniting and joyful, is for the moon festival. ”

"Emperor. Ay. Hearing this, Keqing shook her head.

"The emperor has always paid attention to tradition, but it is a pity that from now on, the inheritance of tradition can only be done by us descendants."

Keqing: The twisted Imperial Kitchen.

I don't worship the gods, but I have the figures of the gods at home.

Madame Ping smiled kindly, "The Stove God has contributed a lot to Liyue, and the Emperor has always valued it, so it is also a matter of affection to remember the deceased during this season. I guess one of those festivals is the Vesta Festival, which once existed. ”

"Keqing, don't look down on yourself, there are thoughtful people in the future who care about these traditional ceremonies, if the emperor knows, he must be very grateful."

Keqing was silent for a long time before he spit out a paragraph: "Thank you." ”

At this time, a Millelith came over and informed Keqing that Ningguang had something to look for her, so he said goodbye and left here.

After Keqing left, Grandma Ping smiled and said:

"Do you want to know who the emperor's friend is?"

"Friends? Could it be the god of the hearth? Ying asked.

Grandma Ping smiled and nodded, "Well, it's still so sharp." There are not so many coincidental lost festivals in the world, and former friends, of course, are one thing. The god of the stove is also my friend, but unfortunately for some reason, the god of the stove is long gone, and at the same time, it has also disappeared from people's memory. ”

"How so"

Wang Daoyi hugged the pot and said softly: "The demon god is immortal, and when the land is restored to life, the stove god may return to the world in some way." ”

Grandma Ping looked at this person's serious appearance, and then looked at the pot he was holding, and also showed a smile: "That's right, when the earth is restored to life and the fire is raised in ten thousand homes, he will come back." ”

Xiangling: "Really? Then the master must miss the stove god very much. I think you say that the god of the stove sounds like you're talking about a very good friend. ”

"Yes, the old days are really nostalgic. Speaking of which, this matter is actually being investigated by Keqing, the child is very persistent, and will go all out for what he believes in, and everyone is in good spirits, and he really wants to help her. ”

"It's a pity that I can't say the answer directly, because this process is very important to her. Keqing's grandfather also studied the god of the stove, and Keqing is his granddaughter in these stories, let Keqing, who inherited the puzzle, pursue it himself. ”

"Grandma Ping actually knows Keqing's grandfather?"

"Of course, everyone in Liyue is an old friend of mine. At that time, her grandfather was as old as she was, and he was still a young man. ”

Grandma Ping seemed to recall the beginning, "Their ancestors and grandchildren are like carved out of a mold, they are serious in everything, and they have the courage to practice." ”

To Grandma Ping, everything about Liyue is like her most precious bonsai, watching the country grow more and more beautiful, prosperous, and watch generations grow up and pass away.

The cycle of life and death, but that's the case.

"That's great!" At this time, Madame Ping sighed, and then smiled at everyone, "Your idea of using the stone as a clue to investigate is completely correct, it is indeed related to the Stove God, and the secret of the Stove God is hidden in it." ”

"I want to see that stone too, please take me over and see it. Maybe it's just a shame to look at. With a little emotion in her tone, Grandma Ping casually glanced at the pot that was playing with Wang Daoyi, and continued.

So they went to the stone statue again.

And Keqing, who left before, had been waiting here for a long time.

"Guys, just thinking about sending someone to invite you, you came over."

Madame Ping asked, "Keqing, what has changed in the boulder?" ”

"There was a crack in the corner of the stone, but I couldn't tell what was inside."

"Did someone smash it secretly?" Paimon bewildered.

Keqing clasped her hands together and thought, "It should be naturally generated, and our knives and guns won't work against it." ”

Madame Ping smiled slightly: "This is because all kinds of folk are the source of the power of the Stove God." The heat of cooking, the joy of reunion, haha, all of you work hard, I believe it will soon come to light. ”

Paimon looked confused: "The god of the stove, the god of the stove, read the book and say that it is the god in charge of eating. Is it because someone is desperately cooking? ”

Keqing frowned and thought, "The idol will draw on the power of the people. If the god of the stove is in charge of the fire and cooking, it is possible that the efforts of people when cooking will be passed on to the statue of the god of the hearth. ”

Then his eyes lit up: "The theme of this year's Moon Festival is the food and mountains and rivers designated by me and Ningguang. Recently, all the chefs who are planning to participate in the competition have been preparing in earnest, and Paimon's guess is not out of the question. ”

Xiangling was also excited: "Moreover, during the Moon Festival, many people go home for reunion dinners, and recently it has been very lively everywhere, and when there are many people, the festive atmosphere will be more vigorous." ”

Paimon laughed, "Liyue is so lively that it can crack the stones." Isn't that when it gets so lively, the stones will explode completely? ”

Xiangling also smiled: "It can't be wrong, right, master." ”

"Hahahaha, you might as well give it a try."

On the other side, Wang Daoyi continued to play with Guoba, listened to everyone's conversation, and said to Guoba: "Guoba, everyone admires you very much!" ”

Guoba's head tilted, revealing a puzzled little expression: "Grunt~"

(End of chapter)