Seeing the hideous black afterimage, Paimon was a little frightened and shrank behind Wang Daoyi.

"Daoyi, what is this, it's so scary."

Wang Daoyi's face was calm, looking at Xiao, with a touch of concern in his eyes: "That is the enemy that Xiao faces, the demon god's resentment." ”

During the Demon God War, countless demon gods died in this land, their bodies were torn apart, and their souls were scattered, but their resentment did not dissipate for thousands of years.

"Is Xiao fighting this kind of thing every day?"

Unlike ordinary monsters, the evil and distorted appearance of the demon god just now really scared Paimon, even if it was Ying, he was a little uncomfortable.

"Ha, this is just the most ordinary demon god grudge, garbage that can't even condense in a complete body, Xiao can solve it with just one shot at will, this kind of thing, and it will be able to send out the wail of the loser before death."

Wang Daoyi smiled disdainfully, and then continued: "Xiao Ke is a Yaksha, the Great Sage of Demon Suppression!" What really threatens Xiao is the kind of existence that can condense the demon god projection after thousands of years of wear and tear, and that kind of thing is not easy to deal with. ”

"It's not that difficult, it's just a matter of desperateness, besides, when this kind of existence appears, other immortals will also help me."

Xiao on the side withdrew Hepu Kite, heard Wang Daoyi's words, and casually answered.

For Wang Daoyi, he is not as indifferent to outsiders.

"Heh, desperately, how long can you fight now?" In Wang Daoyi's eyes, the golden spirit flowed, and he saw the terrifying karma behind Xiao.

These karmic obstacles are like the waves of the raging sea, extremely fierce and endless, and they are like locks that bind immortals, binding Xiao to death.

Xiao was indifferent, paused, and replied, "Keep fighting!" ”

Listening to the conversation between the two, Ying didn't know what to say for a while.

He was silent for a long time before he spoke: "Isn't the problem on Xiao's body that even Zhongli can't solve?" ”

Wang Daoyi shook his head and didn't say anything.

If Morax could solve the karmic problem, then the Yaksha clan would not be left with a Yaksha general.

Wang Dao's eyes flashed with golden gnosis, and he remembered Barbatos.

That guy once used the sound of the flute to save the mad Xiao, and he must have the authority over the soul and purification, so I really want to study it.

In a haze, Wang Daoyi seemed to hear a 'hey' laugh in his ears.

The golden gnosis suddenly dissipated, and Wang Daoyi was shocked into a cold sweat, he actually wanted to peek into Barbatos's authority just now, and restrained his emotions, Wang Daoyi secretly bowed in the direction of Mondstadt.

Xiao saw Wang Daoyi's movements, and there was some thought in his eyes, but he didn't ask too much.

"It's almost time, let's go back to the Shu Inn first, Yanxiao should have prepared a meal."

——

Had a silent lunch with Xiao.

After the meal, Paimon and Ying whispered for a while, and then told Wang Daoyi, "Daoyi, if you have something to do, go back first, Paimon and I are going to stay here for one more day." ”

"Huh? Why. Wang Daoyi was a little curious.

"Hey, hey!" Paimon looked excited, "I discussed with Ying just now, since Xiao can't go to Liyue Harbor to cross the Lantern Festival, then let's move the Lantern Festival here!" ”

"Huh?" Wang Daoyi became even more curious, "What are you going to do?" ”

Naturally, he didn't think that Ying and Paimon had the ability to transfer Liyue Harbor over, so they must have come up with some clever idea.

"Hehe, we think that the Lantern Festival is that everyone dresses up beautifully, eats together, and watches the lanterns together, so Ying and I are going to dress up at the Wangshu Inn, and then cook a meal for Xiao and make him some lanterns."

Paimon looked up proudly, revealing her small chin, and it was clear that she had a credit for the plan.

Wang Daoyi laughed dumbly, such a naïve idea, it was Ying and Paimon who came up with it.

But there is no denying that maybe this seemingly innocent idiot thing can really open Xiao's heart!

"Okay, then I'll go first, do you need me to pick you up when you come back?"

Wang Dao clapped his hands and opened a leyline channel.

Ying shook her head: "No need, Wangshu Inn has an anchor point, I can go back directly when the time comes." ”

Wang Dao nodded and walked directly into the leyline passage, and then the passage closed, leaving Ying and Paimon behind.

Back in Liyue Harbor, Wang Daoyi found that he suddenly seemed to have nothing to do.

Let's go to Xiao City, I have sold almost the statue of Shi Po yesterday, and I have to give away the little bit left, Ningguang, Uncle Tian, and some other friends, all send some.

Go and help Xiangling, there is a pot, he doesn't seem to be able to do anything, and it will affect Xiangling's performance.

The other friends seem to have something to do, and Xingqiu Chongyun also went home and didn't know what he was doing, which is probably related to the immortals.

As for Keqing, I don't know where to go since the last time we met.

"Why don't you go to Yunhan Club to listen to a play?"

As soon as Wang Dao was thinking about it, he heard a burst of cheers from the dock.

Curiously went out to see, hey, don't go to Yunhan Club, I saw Xin Yan set up a stage at the dock and was singing, and the most excited audience in the audience was not Yun Jin.

These two, one of Liyue's most traditional opera performers and the other Liyue's most open-minded rock creator, are supposed to be rivals in the usual story, but the reality is that many people can't believe that they have become good friends who talk about everything.

Originally, Xin Yan thought that Yun Jin, as the inheritor of Yunhan Society, was still the top opera troupe of Heyu Teahouse, and should like what piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, flowers, birds, fish and insects.

As a result, suddenly for a while, Xin Yan found that this person actually appeared at her concert every once in a while, and later, Xin Yan learned that Yun Jin is a very open opera artist, and she not only has no [prejudice] about rock and roll, but likes it very much.

At that time, Xin Yan knew that the other party did not have [prejudices] against him, but because of his [prejudices] he misunderstood the other party's interests and hobbies.

As a result, two of Liyue's most extreme artists naturally became good friends.

Liyue is an ancient country, and this antiquity makes most of the people here like some soothing and soft music, and Xin Yan's music is too noisy for most Liyue people, until Xin Yan finds her own place to perform-—— the workers' docks in Liyue.

Most of the people here are laborers and sailors, they have worked hard all day, most of them will want to vent their suppressed emotions, at this time, the opera will not be able to complete their requirements, and Xin Yan's hot rock can be, they will jump with Xin Yan's rock, shout with Xin Yan's rhythm.

Until the end of the song, the performer and the listener gasped together, vented their frustration, and gained a sense of relief.

Seeing that Xin Yan's performance was very successful, Wang Daoyi didn't bother, just listened quietly on the side.

Unlike most people who vent their emotions in rock, Wang Daoyi intuitively felt the spirit of resistance in Xin Yan's songs.

This resistance is silent, silent, persistent, and unassuming.

But where it is, it's waiting for you to feel it, and it will tell you to persevere, to work hard, to struggle, and not to be defeated by other people's preconceptions about you.

[Resistance] and [Stereotype]

is what Wang Daoyi heard in Xin Yan's rock.

Xin Yan sang one song after another, and the atmosphere of the scene also surged wave after wave.

It wasn't until the sky was getting dark that the management of the General Affairs Department at the pier came to inform them that the time for the performance had expired.

After everyone's unfulfilled stay, Xin Yan still chose to end the performance.

The spirit of resistance she expresses is to rebel against the negation of others, to rebel against the prejudices of others, and to rebel against bad things.

Instead of rebelling against contracts, rebelling against regulations, rebelling against organizations.

When the crowd gradually dispersed, Wang Daoyi approached the two girls.

"It's really good, Xin Yan, your performance is really good." Wang Daoyi praised.

"Hey, it's Daoyi, you're too awarded." A hint of a smile appeared on Xin Yan's swarthy face, and it was obvious that her performance was affirmed, which made her a little happy.

Wang Daoyi shook his head seriously: "It's not that you won the award, the spirit of rebellion in your songs, just like the heroic stories I read in Mondstadt, deserves to be sung." ”

"The heroic story of Mondstadt? Oh, you mean the legend of Vanessa, haha, I also love this story of rebellion. What Wang Daoyi didn't expect was that Xin Yan actually knew the story of Vanessa's legend.

Immediately nodded, with recognition in his eyes: "That's right, whether it is the story of the legend of Vanessa or your rock, I can feel the power of resistance, which shows that your rock, like the legend of Vanessa, is an excellent work and deserves to be sung." ”

Xin Yan covered her face with emotion, cough cough, maybe she was shy.

She has never been rated so highly.

Yun Jin on the side smiled: "Daoyi, you are really good at complimenting people, no wonder you deceived Xiangling." ”

"Haha, Xiangling and I are attracted to each other, and besides, I didn't praise it just now, but told the truth." Wang Daoyi waved his hand indifferently.

"Okay, okay, don't be boasting, Xin Yan is almost afraid to speak." Yun Jin hurriedly stopped the topic, "Tomorrow's Sea Lantern Festival, are there any arrangements?" ”

Wang Daoyi shook his head: "I don't know yet, anyway, I listen to Xiangling, she can do whatever she wants." ”

Yun Jin nodded, understood, another wife is strict.

"Got it, then I'll go to Xiangling, make an appointment, and let's go to the pier under the Scarlet Cloud Slope tomorrow to enjoy the lanterns."

"Of course I don't have a problem, the more people, the more lively."

It's night,

Xiangling finally ended the last day of Xiao City, tomorrow is the Sea Lantern Festival, and she can also have a good rest.

Wang Daoyi helped move a large number of kitchen utensils and supplies from Xiao City back to Wanmintang.

"How will tomorrow be?" Wang Daoyi stretched out his hand and wiped the fine sweat on Xiangling's forehead.

Xiangling blushed, and also reached out to tidy up the folds left on the clothes by Wang Daoyi just now.

"Yun Jin and the others came to me just now, saying that they would watch the sky lantern together tomorrow night."

"That's good, we can also make a wish under the sky lantern when the time comes."

"What does Brother Dao want to make?"

"Haha, whatever wish you want, I want to make any wish."

"Oh, Brother Daoyi, you're bad!"

Xiangling suddenly blushed, and her small fist weakly hammered Wang Dao's body, and then ran into the back hall.

Wang Daoyi: ???

Confused by the shy Xiangling, Wang Daoyi sorted out the affairs of Wanmintang, and then said goodbye to the pot before leaving here.

Early the next morning, Wang Daoyi appeared on time in Wanmin Hall, and early in the morning, Master Mao had already hung up the ribbon and raised the fish lantern.

Not only Wanmin Hall, but also the entire Tiger Eating Rock, and even the entire Liyue were shrouded in color, and the festive atmosphere that had been brewing for days reached its peak on this day.

"Dao Yi is here, have you eaten, if you don't eat, go to the kitchen to eat a little, and then come to help me paste a couplet, this thing, I'm really not good alone, and the pot can't help."

Master Mao pointed to the couplet on the table.

"Haha, then you can leave it alone, and I'll come later."

"You come, that's okay, you remember, this [Heaven and Earth and Shunjia Wealth] is the upper link, [Peace and Ruyi People are blessed] is the lower link, and the horizontal criticism of this [Four Seasons Peace] is crooked."

Master Mao gave a few more words.

Wang Daoyi had already walked to the kitchen door: "Okay, don't worry." ”

"Okay, then I'll go out for a while, be careful when you post it, don't fall."

After saying that, he went out the door

It's the Lantern Festival, but Wanmintang doesn't do business, and there is no problem with leaving only one king.

opened the lid of the pot, took out a few big buns, handed one to the pot casually, and then squatted at the door of Wanmin Hall and gnawed on it: "What did you say Xiangling did, why didn't I take you with me." ”

"Lung~"

"Oh, I'm going to bless Grandma Ping for the Lantern Festival, you didn't have time to get up." Wang Daoyi said thoughtfully.

Guoba: "Fluff?? "How do you understand at this point?

"You're asking me how I understand, I don't know, probably my soul, it's almost deified."

In Wang Daoyi's perception, Zhongli's divine gnosis that remained in his soul continued to emit golden light, and his milky soul was about to turn completely golden.

According to Zhongli, it was his soul that was about to open the door called the Divine Path.

"I didn't even light up the six life stars, and I embarked on the path of God, I must be the most strange person."

However, Wang Daoyi was not worried, and he was also ready to embark on the path of God.

Of course, the deification of the soul, the lighting of all the stars, the acquisition of authority, and the ascension to the throne of the gods were originally the path that Zhongli prepared for him, and now it is also the path he will take.

Stuffing the big bun in his hand into the mouth of the pot, Wang Daoyi stood up and had to work.

Wisps of rock elements turned into fine chains, curling up the couplets on the table and floating behind the royal road.

"Oh, let's stick it first." Stretching out his hand and pointing to the ground, the rock steps like steps rose up, and as soon as Wang Dao walked up, he could just stick the couplet high on the door frame, and there was no need for a ladder or anything like that.

Then paste it as you would like to make a lower link.

Finally standing in front of the door, the rock element surged, and the stone pillar under his feet rose, raising the royal road to a suitable height, and reaching out to paste the horizontal batch.

Coming down from the rock pillar and waving his hand to disperse some of the rich rock elements, Wang Dao looked at the couplet, well, it was perfect.

"Papapa~" There was applause behind him, and Wang Dao turned his head to look, good guy, it was Zhongli.

"Why is Zhongli Keqing still free to wander, and there is no work in the Hall of the Dead?"

"The hall master asked me to come out and sell some spices, and one of the camellia oils has not been found, so I came to Wanmin Hall to have a look."

"Camellia oil?" Wang Dao thought for a while, and then nodded, "Last time Master Mao went to Qiaoyingzhuang, he brought some back, Xiangling shouldn't have been used up yet, I'll find it for you." ”

Zhongli followed him into the kitchen.

Watching Wang Daoyi rummage through the camellia oil, Zhong left his mouth and said, "It seems that your soul has completed the deification. ”

"Thanks to you, it's done." Wang Dao didn't look back, and continued to rummage through the cupboards.

"Oh, it seems that after the Lantern Festival, you will have to embark on a journey to the stars, do you have any ideas?" Zhongli looked at Wang Dao and turned over the cabinets, and stood aside and asked.

He opened another cabinet casually, and Wang Daoyi took a closer look: "I thought, let's go to Sumeru first, if we can find the remnants of the Red King, and then Mondstadt also has some secret places to explore, over there, when the traveler solves the Raiden General, I'll go over again, that knife is too scary." ”

Zhongli shook his head helplessly: "Hehe, General Raiden's martial arts, even if it is me, I don't dare to despise it, you are good, you dare to offend her." ”

Wang Daoyi rolled his eyes and believed you as a ghost: "Hehe, that's not an accident, I can't watch Ying be killed by Thunderbolt General." ”

"Hehe, you, the traveler's journey has just begun, and it will not end, but it is a good thing that you can participate in it instead of staying out of it as before." Zhongli said pointedly.

"Ah???h Wang Daoyi was shocked.

With a slight smile, Zhongli looked at Wang Daoyi's eyes: "Ha, you are also part of her journey, in the future, you don't have to avoid her for anything, let yourself leave precipitation in her eyes." ”

After speaking, he returned to his calm appearance: "How is it, have you found it?" ”

Wang Dao nodded a little and took out a porcelain vase: "I found it, there are still a lot left, you can take them all, no one uses this thing in Wanmin Hall." ”

Xiangling also tried a few times, but unfortunately, it didn't come up with a better recipe, and then she began to be busy with the Lantern Festival, and this camellia oil was temporarily abandoned.

Zhongli got the camellia oil and took his leave, without explaining the meaning of the words just now.

However, although Wang Daoyi is curious, he is not in a hurry, anyway, he also likes to be a riddler, so this time he will be a riddler.

Time passed little by little, and when Wang Dao cleaned up Wanmin Hall, Master Mao and Xiangling also returned.

"Happy Lantern Festival, Brother Dao." Xiangling jumped onto Wang Daoyi's back and put her arms around his neck.

Wang Daoyi hurriedly supported Xiangling's body, and then replied: "Happy Lantern Festival, Xiangling." ”

Master Mao by the door clenched his fists, and finally let go,

[Today's holiday, don't you see it. 】

The old father tearfully pretended not to see it, and went straight into the back hall.

So, the little couple spent a lot of time in Wanmin Hall.

Until he couldn't even stand the pot, he came over and interrupted the two: "Lulu, lulu!" ”

"Huh?" Xiangling looked at the pot suspiciously.

Wang Daoyi smiled: "Guoba said, Master Mao is busy in the back kitchen alone, we should go and help." ”

"Oh-oh, yes, let's go help."

The two walked into the kitchen with the pot.

With everyone's efforts (Chef Mao, Xiangling Wang Daoyi)

A hearty lunch is ready.

During the meal, Master Mao suddenly spoke: "You . . . Wait another two years. ”

Wang Dao was stunned, Xiangling's little face turned red violently, and water vapor came out of his head.

"Ahem, uncle, we. It's not that far. ”

Master Mao nodded, looking like I was from the past, don't try to lie to me.

(End of chapter)