Create a rice trick at the beginning to heal players around the world

Paimon nodded and said excitedly: “It went well, very well!”

“We will also help you find out who uncle wants to know.”

“Really, really?!”

The good news came so suddenly that Dvoshak couldn’t believe it for a while.

Later, Ying and Paimon told Keqing and Dvoshak the story about the “fairy”.

“It turns out that the melody heard by our ancestors was an immortal remembering his old friend…”

“Maybe that’s why it sounds so beautiful…”

“Oh!” Paimon said in surprise: “Uncle’s first reaction is so special. Is it really the thinking that only musicians have?”

“…But it’s still hard for me to believe that the former fairy has turned into an old woman…”

Dvořák is a little hard to understand.

“Hehe…” Paimeng said with a smile: “I can answer the question now. It is said that many Liyue Immortals do not age!”

“The True Lord of Gechenlang City, the ‘Grandma Ping’ we have met, should be the one who wants to grow old.”

The water friends immediately started chatting in the barrage.

“Quick! I want to watch A Ping model!”

“Zhongli: Why haven’t my bamboo shoots arrived yet?”

“Don’t worry about the front, Zhongli will definitely be hungry anyway, hahaha~”

Keqing also nodded and said: “Grandma Ping is well-educated and has a keen eye. No matter what appearance and identity she chooses, her transparent heart will not change.”

Paimeng nodded repeatedly and said: “Keqing still knows what to say! Hey, that’s what I mean too.”

“I have to…well…I have to say thank you in person.”

Dvorak said seriously.

“Just wait until after the concert is over. I want to devote all my mood at this moment and my best state to this performance——”

“Oh, by the way, Grandma Ping also wishes your concert a complete success.” Paimon added with a smile: “She should be at her usual place, listening to the performance from a distance!”

“…is this real?”

Dvoshak was suddenly looking forward to it, but he was a little nervous, “Well… no, I’m starting to get nervous.”

“No! I have to rehearse again. I’ll excuse you guys.”

With that said, Dvorak left in a hurry.

“Uncle!” Paimon shouted, but Dvoshak had already walked away. She could only shake her head and said: “Oh, he walked so fast, and there are still things he hasn’t finished talking about.”

“He asked us before about the meaning of music to people. After this trip, we have gained something, right?”

Keqing smiled and said, “If you have new insights, you have to tell them and listen.”

“Uh…” Paimon thought for a moment and said, “We found that music can be used for good things and bad things.”

“People are happy and moved when they hear music, but sometimes they are also sad and nostalgic…”

“Music is the memory in people’s hearts, it can connect thoughts across time and space…that’s pretty much it.”

Ying shook his head and said: “What a general summary.”

“Thoughts traveling through time and space (”

“Classroom quiz hahaha~”

“Full marks for the composition!”

Keqing thought about it and said: “It seems that a lot of stories happened… It doesn’t matter, I believe Gan Yu will tell me later.”

“Do you want to continue to be busy at Keqing?”

Paimon asked curiously.

“Yes.” Keqing nodded, “There are still some finishing touches, so it’s not too heavy anymore.”

“As long as everyone likes it, all the efforts are meaningful.”

“Happy Lantern Festival.”

When they were about to separate, Ying looked at Keqing and said.

“Well, happy Lantern Festival.”

Keqing responded, turned around and left.

“call–”

Paimon breathed a long sigh of relief, “Now everything is done! Uh, wait…”

“I always feel like I’ve forgotten something…what it is…let me think about it from the beginning.”

Paimon suddenly thought of something at this moment.

All water friends are living in Bengbu.

“Zhongli: 6.”

“Ha ha ha ha!”

“Cute! Tiller! Bamboo! Bamboo shoot!”

“I finally remembered.”

It took a while before Paimon finally remembered.

“Ah! It’s that ‘cute’ bamboo shoot!”

Ying nodded and said: “Cute bamboo shoots!”

Paimon hesitated and said, “Zhongli said he wasn’t in a hurry. Now… he should… be able to catch up, right?”

“”Cute Bamboo Shoots”!”

“You finally remembered. It’s been a few days.”

“”Old Uncle’s Bamboo Shoots”.”

Paimon shook his head helplessly, “It’s not our fault that we can’t catch up! Who told him not to pick it up himself…”

“Don’t think about this anymore, let’s set off to the Hall of Purity now.”

Hall of Rebirth.

When Ying and Paimon arrived, they happened to see Hu Tao, Xin Yan and Yun Jin singing and dancing together.

Hutao: “Oh, da da da da, da da da da.

~”

“Okay – come here first.”

Yun Jin signaled them to stop.

“Sing, dance, rap, miusic!”

“So embarrassing hahaha~”

“A new generation of singers.”

At this time, Hutao also saw Ying and Paimon.

“Oh, what a rare visitor! Are you here to play with our hall master?”

“Why are you practicing rapping at the entrance of the Hall of Purity in broad daylight…”

Ying nodded and said, “I was a little scared.”

“Hehe.” Hu Tao said with a smile: “You haven’t seen your friends for a while, why have you become less courageous?”

“This place is backed by mountains and water, the terrain is open, and there are invisible audiences who come to support and watch. It is the most suitable for rehearsals.”

“Invisible…audience…”

Paimon suddenly shivered in fright.

Xin Yan smiled and interjected: “After a few days, I finally got used to Hall Master Hu’s speaking style.”

Yun Jin also said: “Isn’t Xin Yan very frightened at first? It was like seeing a huge frog.”

“Okay, please don’t expose me.”

Xin Yan waved his hand.

“What’s wrong? Look at your confused look.” Hu Tao looked at Ying, “Well! I’ll let my considerate leader explain it to you.”

“I heard that the ‘Rainbow Tour’ wants to recruit artistic talents, how could I, a limerick poet of the alley style, miss it?”

“The master of this hall splashes ink, Xin Yan is at the helm, Yun Jin is carving…”

“Let this opening performance turn into the grandest prairie fire!”

Ying applauded: “Okay!”

“Wildfire starts a prairie fire!”

“No, no, no, does a single bet count as a bet?”

“It smells like the Night Crow Drama Club.”

“so cute!”

Paimon also became interested and praised: “The rhyme is good!”

“Bah, I’ll follow you. But won’t you create any safety hazards like this?”

Xin Yan said seriously: “Don’t worry, I have stage experience, and I have reported to Yuhengxing in advance what kind of firepower I will use.”

“Xin Yan said that… okay…”

Paimon felt relieved.

At this time, Ying asked: “Has the hall master seen Zhongli?”

“He prepared a box of delicious food and went up the mountain. He said he wanted to meet an old friend.”

Hu Tao replied.