Genshin Impact: Journey to Teyvat

Chapter 187 Can’t get in! No matter how hard you think, you can't get in!

He said he was going there early the next morning, but actually he was going back with Qiqi and taking a look around Yujing Terrace.

Standing next to the table that I often see is an old man who is looking at the flowers: "Everything in the world is impermanent, everything is impermanent..."

"Hello." Ying walked forward carefully and looked around. Only this one looked like an old man. Ying could only ask tentatively.

"Huh?" Grandma Ping turned around when she heard the voice and saw three girls looking at her obediently: "Young people, are you here to enjoy the flowers?"

Then she sighed: "It's a pity that you came at the wrong time. This glazed lily is almost finished..." Gan Lin blinked and looked at the flowers behind Grandma Ping.

In fact, she really couldn't see that the flowers that were about to wither could still look like this... no different from the ones collected before?

"Why are all these flowers withered?" Pamon blinked and asked, tilting his head.

"In my day, people said that glass lilies understood human nature." Grandma Ping looked at the flowers, then turned her head and patiently explained to them: "If they hear good sounds, such as laughter, singing... they will I’m very happy, it will grow well.”

Grandma Ping's voice changed: "But if on the other hand, you hear too many bad voices...such as messy rumors, they will wither quickly."

"So, these flowers have also felt the current situation in Liyue Port." Paimeng's tone was also a little low.

"Yes, the rumors of Emperor Yanwang's death are not a trivial matter. They are everywhere in the streets and alleys." Grandma Ping nodded, looking a little sad.

"Some people say it's a conspiracy by the fools, some people say it's something in the sea that can't be suppressed, and some people say it was directed and acted by Qixing..." Gan Lin pursed his lips after listening to the rumors told by Grandma Ping. In fact, these statements said There was nothing wrong with that. She was really curious if Foolish People said that on purpose.

"This port is like a firewood pile. As long as there is a spark, the fire will not stop." Grandma Ping sighed.

"Well, let's stop here. My old lady likes to chat as she gets older. Young people, what do you want from me?"

After listening to the gossip for a long time, Ying actually still had some unfinished thoughts: "...I want to borrow your dust-cleaning bell."

Grandma Ping smiled: "Oh, I remember that old thing. It is indeed here with me, but I can't remember where exactly it is placed."

Grandma Ping raised her head, and there seemed to be some emotions in her eyes that she couldn't quite understand: "That was a gadget that a friend had when I was young."

Later, Grandma Ping continued to tell the story of the bell: "He saw that I was always looking at it eagerly, so he gave the bell to me."

"But he told me back then that if someone comes to borrow this bell in the future, I won't be able to part with it." Grandma Ping lowered her eyes with an indiscernible expression.

"Over the years, I don't know how many times this bell has been borrowed." Then Grandma Ping said with a somewhat lonely tone: "But, I don't know since when, no one has come to borrow this bell for a long time..."

"Oh, I am an old person and it takes my time to find things. I'm afraid you won't be able to wait..." Grandma Ping seemed to have a smile in her eyes.

"It doesn't matter, we can just look for it ourselves." Ying shook her head and said.

Paimon also smiled and narrowed his eyes: "Yes, mother-in-law, we will accompany you home, and then we will find it ourselves." After a pause, Paimon emphasized: "It's okay, and I can help you clean up the house."

Grandma Ping nodded and raised the corners of her mouth slightly: "Okay kids, I didn't put the bell very far, so don't worry too much."

Paimeng was a little confused: "Huh? Mother-in-law, is your home near here?" Paimeng looked around: "Wow, this is Yujing Terrace. It's really rich..."

"Hahahaha, my old lady can't afford a house in the city. Look at that pot, all my belongings are placed in it." Listening to Grandma Ping's words, Paimeng showed an even more confused and unbelievable expression.

"All the belongings?!" Not only Paimeng was puzzled, but Ying also didn't know how to explain it. Then Ying looked at the pot, then at Paimeng, and raised the corners of his mouth slightly.

"Pamon go into the pot and take a look."

"I can't get in! No matter how hard I think, I can't get in!" Paimon was really angry when she heard Ying's answer. She crossed her arms and stared at the person who obviously wanted to watch the show with her eyes wide open. fluorescent.

"And why do you want me to go in? For this kind of thing, wouldn't it be better to just lift the lid and see what's inside!?" Pamon crossed his chest, put his hands on his hips, and stamped his feet.

It could be seen that he was really angry at what he said.

"Hahaha, little Paimon is so angry." Gan Lin covered his mouth and said with a smile.

Grandma Ping seemed to like their interaction very much, and couldn't help but smile gently: "Hahaha, kids. In short, this bell is placed in this pot. If you want to find the bell, just go in and take a look for yourself. .”

After Grandma Ping finished speaking, she motioned for them to touch the pot. Paimeng lowered his voice: "This mother-in-law is really weird. She said that all the belongings are in the pot. She must be teasing us."

Ying shook her head: "Since Zhongli asked us to find her, there must be a reason... Wow ah ah ah..."

Before he finished speaking, when he touched the pot, he felt like he was being put into a washing machine. He subconsciously grabbed Gan Lin. Little Paimon looked up in confusion, and his hand was already on the pot.

So, like Ying, I experienced the feeling of spinning into darkness.

Gan Lin looked at them and blinked in confusion: "What's wrong with you?"

"Why don't you feel anything..." Ying held Gan Lin's arm and looked up in condemnation at the only friend who had not experienced this feeling.

Gan Lin: I can’t come either…

Grandma Ping became interested when she saw Gan Lin, and there was a god protecting her.

"The scenery inside this pot is really nice." Gan Lin looked around and tried to change the subject.

Ying stared helplessly, and little Paimon flew up covering his dizzy head: "Huh? Where is this, what just... what happened just now?"

Ying touched her chin and fell into deep thought as she looked at the road in front of her that was no different from the one in Liuyun Borrowing Wind Zhenjun's Cave.

"Okay, kids, this is the pot where my old lady puts things. Go find the bell." Grandma Ping's voice suddenly came to her ears, and Paimon silently flew to the two of them.

"It's the voice of the mother-in-law. She said this is her pot..." Paimeng touched his head: "What on earth is going on..."