When he first arrived at Guiliji, Yingying took the initiative to lead him around and familiarize himself with the environment. He said to everyone he met: "This is my fifth brother. Anyone who dares to bully him will be forgiven by me!" He also teased him in front of Morax and all the immortals: "Fifth brother, if you can't find a wife in the future, third sister will marry you." His face suddenly became hot and he fled in despair. The laughter of everyone came from behind. The fourth sister fights against difficulties, has a quiet personality, and is as gentle as water. When he came to Guiliji, he gradually began to be accepted by everyone, and everyone liked him very much. However, because of the murders he committed in the past, he always felt that he was not worthy of standing with everyone, and deliberately kept a distance from everyone. The fourth sister, who was thoughtful and thoughtful, saw through his loneliness and reticence. That day, he sat alone on the roof, looking up at the stars. Fourth sister Fanan appeared at some point and sat next to him, watching the stars with him.
"Fifth brother, you can't criticize the past, but you can still pursue the coming." "Everyone has accepted you, so you should also open your mind and embrace everyone." "Believe me, sister, you will eventually meet someone who understands all your efforts and is willing to light the way for you in the dark night." That night, he leaned on his fourth sister's shoulder and cried heartily, venting all the grievances and worries in his heart. Later, the Rock Demon God Morax defeated the other demon gods, was crowned the Rock King Emperor, and began to practice his concept of contract governance. Liyue Port's trade developed rapidly, and business gradually flourished. Once, a "Hundred Ghosts Night Parade" broke out in the city. He tried his best to hold off the monsters and evil spirits, and successfully waited for reinforcements from the immortals. Exhausted, he fell asleep and was taken back to his residence by the four yakshas. While he was sleeping, his eldest brother Fushe used a brush to paint on his face, turning him into a cat with a painted face. When he woke up, his two brothers and two sisters were laughing. Only then did he realize a prank and felt an unprecedented warmth. "Fifth brother, this is your reward." "From now on, everyone must work together and work hard to protect Liyue's safety." Later, four people passed away one after another. Their voices and smiles always echoed in his ears. Today, after Mandrill met Prince Zhidong, he regained his original intention of protecting Liyue. The people of Liyue need him to protect them. Even if he is the last Yaksha left, the mission on his shoulders cannot be interrupted. He carries the entrustments of his two eldest brothers and two sisters. "Ugh."
Mandrill sighed. "My eldest brother Fushe, second brother Minu, third sister responded, and fourth sister fought against the problem. If they had studied the Heart Sutra taught by His Highness and resolved the 'karma' in their bodies, they would not have died tragically that year." "It's a pity that things have changed and people have changed." Mandrill is infinitely disappointed. "Since I miss them so much, why not go see them?" Suddenly, the voice of Prince Solstice interrupted his melancholy. Chapter 118 Mora "Can I still... see them?" Mandrill's eyes were full of surprise. At this time, the eyes looking at Su Yu became extremely hot. A big man like Prince Winter would not talk about such a thing. "There is a way, maybe you can try it." "I will let you know when I have everything ready." "Mandrill, Morax's power to suppress the earth is weakening, and the night in Liyue is not peaceful. You will have to fight high-intensity battles at night, so go back and rest during the day." Su ordered him to retreat and return to Wangshu Inn to rest and recharge his batteries. Yaksha will spend a lot of energy and physical strength to deal with ghosts. If it is not replenished in time, he will easily be in danger at night. "Here." Mandrill's tone was a little more high-spirited. For Mandrill, Prince Zhi Dong promised him that he would definitely not break his promise, so he accepted the order and left. "Your Highness, I would like to thank you on behalf of the emperor and the people." After Mandrill left, Grandma Ping said gratefully. "Your Highness, you are right. The people of Liyue need Mandrill. If you take him away, Liyue will lose its peace." Grandma Ping spoke her heart. These words are actually the aspirations of the Liyue Immortals. If Mandrill were not in Liyue, the other immortals would not be able to eliminate the demons and monsters at night. "The people of Zhidong are the people, and the people of Liyue are also the people. I resist the laws of nature for the sake of the people." "Since it's all for the people, Mandrill's meaning of protecting them is the same as my meaning of resisting the law of heaven." Su Yu put his hands behind his back and looked at the towering mountain peaks and sea of clouds in the distance.
"His Highness's structure is so big that I feel ashamed." Grandma Ping said in shame. Su Yu turned around and scanned the immortals. "What you covet is the art of alchemy, weapon refining, and talisman refining. What Mandrill wants is a new world." "Don't you admit that Mandrill's pattern is bigger than yours? Next time you compliment me, bring Mandrill with you." "Mandrill alone has raised the status of you Liyue Immortals in my heart." Su Yu said bluntly. He doesn't mind using some sarcastic words to talk to the Liyue Immortals. "Your Highness taught me." What else could Grandma Ping say? She hurriedly led the five immortals to bow their heads. "That's all, there is only a transaction between us." Su Yu waved his hand and did not want to say any more. "If you really want to thank me, you might as well lend me the dust-cleaning bell." The Dust Bell is ultimately made using mechanism techniques and can be both arranged and played. After Gui Shi's death, the Dichen Bell was kept by Zhongli, and was later given to Grandma Ping for safekeeping today. Grandma Ping was also unambiguous and immediately took out the dust-cleaning bell from a broken teapot covered with spider webs—— Who would have thought that she would hide such a valuable treasure in a place like this. Although he didn't know the purpose of Prince Zhidong, if he asked it in person, it must be lent to him. The dust ring seemed to have spirituality and flew towards Su Yu on its own initiative. The dust-cleansing bell seems to be able to cleanse away the mundane world. Finally, Su Yu put away the dust-cleansing bell and looked at Yixiao Director Tian Tianjun with a deep look. "It is said that during a battle, you used antlers to support the Tianheng Mountain that was about to overturn, and protected the people of Liyue." "All the blood shed on the body formed the clear water river today." "I saw in some information that you were dead." Yixiao Guide Tian Tianjun answered truthfully: "Your Highness's information is wrong. There is no such thing. Where did Your Highness get the information?" "Just asking casually." Su Yu said casually. However, the pressure suddenly increased.
In the original plot of the game, Tian Tianjun, the guide to Yixiao, died to protect the people, but now he is alive. This further confirmed one of his previous guesses. In other words, after he travels through time, Teyvat's original history may change due to the butterfly effect. Uncertainty about the future has further increased. "Your Highness, I would like to give you a gift." "You continue to practice, and Yaoyao can send me off." Yaoyao jumped up and down to see Su Yu off. The lady with hidden mirror followed behind, and the three of them gradually disappeared into the mist-shrouded mountain road. After the Winter Prince left, there was silence in the Dust Song Pot. Liuyun Jiefeng Zhenjun said: "It cost 500 billion molas to buy the Bagua furnace, and it took 100 billion molas for His Royal Highness to refine the 'laurel'. In addition to our own experiments, a lot of molas were wasted. We have There are only 300 billion molas left. With 300 billion molas, each person can only share 60 billion molas equally, which is far from enough for training and refining weapons." To refine a low-level elixir, a low-level spell, or a low-level magic weapon at will, at least hundreds of millions of molas must be put into the Bagua furnace. Since there is a very high probability of failure in refining these things, after careful calculation, 300 billion mola may only be enough to train one person. To ensure that five people reach extremely high proficiency, it will cost at least 200 billion molas. There are currently 300 billion in the hands of the immortals, which means that there is still a gap of 900 billion mola. Lord Lishui Dieshan asked: "What should we do? It is impossible for the five of us to give up on studying the art of true immortal assistance." For the first time in thousands of years, the immortals in Liyue were worried about Mora. Liuyun Jiefeng Zhenjun Zhenjun thought: "In the Yunzhongxianju on Qingyunding, there is a batch of small return machines that I copied in my spare time, which look like bows and crossbows. If I entrust it to Wanwenji She for auction, I am expected to make hundreds of dollars. Imora." Lord Lishui Dieshan said: "I have some precious books in Hulao Mountain, all of which are unique and worth billions of molads." Seeing several people looking at him, Zhenyue Zhuyang Zhenjun shook his head and said: "You all look at what I do. Although I have saved a little private money, it is only a few billion molas." Several people were discussing, and Yaoyao came back happily holding "Yuegui". The eyes of several immortals focused on Yaoyao again. "Masters, Yaoyao is going back to study. Don't take my chances. His Highness the Prince's guess was really accurate. He said that you should come to me and ask His Highness the Prince for help in getting a loan from Beiguo Bank through my relationship. That way It won’t work.” "Yuegui" repeated the words of her master Yaoyao: "It won't work, it won't work!" The five immortals blushed and turned their eyes elsewhere. "Why don't the masters ask Sister Gan Yu." "She has worked at Yuehai Pavilion for so long, so she must have saved a lot of mora. Even if she doesn't have enough mora, she can always think of a good way for you." After Yaoyao finished speaking, she suggested going back to the room. After locking the door, Yaoyao and "Yuegui" had a happy conversation.
"Hee hee, that's great, Laurel Rabbit can finally talk." "Little master, little master." "Uh-huh." Yaoyao rubbed "Yuegui"'s cheek affectionately. "My young master, will Master and the others discover that it was His Highness the Prince's idea to ask Sister Gan Yu for help?" "Idiot, as long as you don't tell or I don't tell, no one will know. Let the adults have a headache and let's continue playing games."
