Explorer of Teyvat

Grandma Ping's words shocked everyone. A demon who sacrificed for the people was actually right next to everyone.

Everyone's mood could not be calm for a long time.

Guo Ba was still looking at his statue and didn't move for a long time.

Grandma Ping looked deeply at the rice cake and said calmly:

"You mentioned to us that eating and drinking are important events in the world, because eating requires the best spiritual energy, and drinking requires drinking the essence of heaven and earth."

"You said this is the most important thing. In life, you have to have a full belly to go on the road. Eating and drinking throughout your life can be small or big."

"To say it is small, you can taste it from a pot of corn and drink sweet spring water from the rocks; to say it is big, you can take a pot of stars and moon to drink it and walk on the road of the world for thousands of years."

"Old friend, during the days when you were asleep, Liyue has become so prosperous and beautiful. Are you happy?"

Grandma Ping's kind voice made everyone feel that such a demon was willing to sacrifice himself for the sake of the people.

He is willing to devote all his strength, just to let the people of Li enjoy a peaceful life.

At this time, Xiangling lowered her head and whispered to herself:

"Guoba. Why didn't you tell me such an important thing?"

Guoba tilted his head and narrowed his eyes into a crescent shape.

"Lulie~~"

Guo Ba: I want to say it too, but I can’t speak. Hey!

Pamont next to him explained for Guoba:

"He is no longer what he used to be. Now he can't even speak. He can't tell you."

"Cookba. You. You. Alas."

Xiang Ling wanted to say something else, but she couldn't say anything, so she could only sigh heavily.

She didn't expect that Guo Ba, who had been following her all this time, had such a great origin and was the legendary Kitchen God.

Guo Ba shook his head, as if he thought of something happy, and laughed happily.

"Lulie~~"

Although it was once the demon god of stoves, Marcusius, it is now Xiangling's best friend.

Also her best family member, Guo Ba.

Once upon a time: Guoba, spitting fire!

Now: Mark Hughes, Demon Breath!

Grandma Ping chuckled and said: "Don't be sad, Xiangling. Everything has two sides. Although Guoba is not as intellectual as before, he has put aside his worries and is truly carefree."

"In this world, is there anyone who has no worries? We have knowledge and brains, so we will naturally be confused by all kinds of things. But he has gone further than us. He has both wisdom and courage. He has picked up and learned Let it go. The fact that he is now relaxed is proof that he is resting."

"If you treat him well, you should take more care of him, walk, run, eat, drink and have fun with him."

Grandma Ping's words reached Xiangling's heart. She nodded repeatedly and made up her mind.

"Yeah! I will! I will definitely do it."

Ke Qing on the side also smiled and said: "Xiang Ling, you are a person with immortality. Guoba follows you to recognize you. I just woke up from a long sleep and found a familiar feeling in a spicy pork bun. Even after such a long time, He still remembers the dish he invented and approved the dish you made."

"Yes, when you eat hometown food, you will think of your hometown. Even if you can't remember the past, Guo Ba felt friendly after eating the food you cooked, so he followed you." Grandma Ping also said with a smile.

Keqing said with emotion: "Perhaps it was you who made Kitchen God experience the joy of being a pure eater for the first time. You are really a good cook."

Ying agreed with Keqing: "I also like Xiangling's cooking!"

Everyone's words also made Xiang Ling escape from the initial shock. She smiled and said:

"It would be great if that were the case, because it is the mission of our chefs to bring smiles to diners."

Several people chatted with many emotions.

Who would have thought that such a cute rice cooker could actually be the legendary demon?

No, his eyes narrowed and he looked at a person who had remained silent: "Wang Daoyi!!!"

Ying's voice seemed to be filled with murderous intent: "You must have known Guo Ba's identity from the beginning. You must be laughing when you see us running around these days!"

Ying's voice alarmed Xiang Ling, and the girl looked at Wang Daoyi. After thinking about the fact that Wang Daoyi had been playing with the rice cooker these past few days, a suspicious look appeared in her eyes: "Brother Daoyi, you."

Ke Qing also looked at Wang Daoyi in shock. She didn't expect that there was someone beside her who might have known the truth for a long time.

Grandma Ping also looked at Wang Daoyi with a smile in her eyes. How could this emperor's youngest family member be so tolerant and not reveal any news to Xiang Ling.

"Oh, I've been seen through!" Wang Daoyi stretched out, he was about to fall asleep just now, "I'm doing this for your own good too!"

The girls had murderous looks in their eyes: "You'd better give us an explanation!"

They were very angry. This guy actually knew everything from the beginning, and then just watched them running around investigating like this. It was so abominable.

"Cookba, the demon god of stoves, Marcusius." Wang Daoyi didn't care about the murderous eyes of the girls and started to talk calmly.

"The Kitchen God was born from the sparks struck by the collision of stones. He is in charge of fires and people's livelihood, and is a demon god who loves humans.

Thousands of years ago, in order to expand the city, the people of Liyue left Liyue and established settlements on the plains, named Guiliji.

The Kitchen God cherishes people's livelihood and transforms into a clone to sneak into thousands of households to help light fires, cook meals, and help people reunite.

Hundreds of years later, when disasters and diseases occurred on the land, the Kitchen God no longer appeared frequently, but instead channeled all his power into the land to quell various disasters.

Having exhausted all his strength, the Kitchen God's intelligence has been greatly reduced, and his stature has also become very small. When I finally said goodbye to people, I was no longer taller than a person. He told the emperor the secrets of the dishes and the fire that brought happiness, and then went to the mountains and forests to sleep for a long time.

The Kitchen God bid farewell to this world, and Guoba was born. The day he woke up, he ate the spicy pork steamed bun made by the girl in yellow. Although he couldn't remember the past, he was moved and decided to follow this girl. "

Wang Daoyi slowly told the story of the Kitchen God who turned into a rice cooker and met Xiang Ling.

Everyone was attracted by the story, and Xiang Ling even thought of the joy she felt when she met Guo Ba. The original murderous aura dissipated, and Wang Dao looked a little proud at first sight. Hum, he will also be the talkative king from now on.

Then his eyes changed and he looked at everyone with a very serious expression.

"The reason why I don't tell you is because I want you to search for it, discover it, and make this statue reappear in the world through your own efforts."

"Only in this way will the story of Maxius be remembered by everyone, and it will be a story that you will never forget, rather than an anecdote casually told by a friend."

"Only those who have experienced it will know how to cherish it. He once lost his memory and strength for Liyue, leaving only a weak body. Now, it is our turn to remember his story!"

In Wang Daoyi's voice, everyone recalled their experiences along the way. They had put in too much effort in the investigation these days, and the Kitchen God's story was firmly engraved in their memories with these efforts.

a long time,

"Okay, now that you've convinced me, for Guo Ba's sake, I'll let you go." Keqing showed a smile, and then said to everyone, "Okay, it's getting late, I still have things to do. , I have to say goodbye to you all. Traveler, Paimon, Xiangling, thank you. I will come to see you again when I have time."

Keqing didn't say much, and left the place as before, resolutely and resolutely.

After glaring at Wang Daoyi, Xiang Ling also said: "Although dad may have heard about it, I still have to go home to report the good news."

Then he respectfully extended an invitation to Grandma Ping: "It's been a long time since master master came to our house for dinner. Why don't we go back together? Dad has always missed you, and he always asks me to invite you to my house."

Grandma Ping smiled kindly and said, "Oh, then I'd rather be respectful than obey."

"Let's go, walk this old road slowly, go down the mountain, and see what everyone in the city is busy with."

"Hey, I'll help you!" Master Wang Zui Pao Dao Yi, who had escaped, immediately followed.

Behind her, Ying smiled disdainfully at Wang Daoyi's back. She just deliberately exposed Wang Daoyi's concealment of the truth.

Who asked him and Zhongli to be Riddlers all the time.

The girl who succeeded in revenge is happy.

There will be no large-scale plot chapters after the Moon-by-Moon Festival