"Things change all the time, things change all the time..."

"Grandma Ping, what are you doing?"

"Oh, it's Xun, are you here to enjoy the flowers as well? What a pity, you came at the wrong time, the glass lilies are almost all withered."

"Why are all these flowers withered?"

"I know. Ganyu told me that Glazed Lilies understand human nature. If they hear good sounds, such as laughter, singing, etc., they will be very happy and will grow well. But if they hear too many bad sounds, they will wither quickly."

"Is that so? Heng, how much have you learned without telling me?"

"It's not much, it just seems like a lot when you don't know anything."

“…”

"...So, these flowers have also sensed the current situation in Liyue Harbor."

"Yes, the rumors about the death of Emperor Yan are no small matter. There are all kinds of rumors in the streets and alleys.

Some people say it is a conspiracy of the Fatui, some say it is because the things in the sea can no longer be suppressed, and some people say it is all directed and acted by the Seven Stars of Liyue..."

"I think the Emperor is faking his death."

“Who knows… This port is like a pile of firewood. If there is a spark, the fire will be unstoppable.

Well, let's stop here. I'm old now and I like to chat the most... Young people, what do you want to talk to me about?"

"Grandma Ping, we want to borrow the Dust-Clearing Bell."

"Oh, that old thing, I remember it. It is indeed with me, but where exactly... my wife can't remember.

It was a little gadget that an old friend of mine had when I was young. He saw me staring at it eagerly, so he gave me the bell.

But he told me that if someone comes to borrow this bell in the future, I must not be reluctant to give it away. Over the years, I don’t know how many times this bell has been borrowed. But I don’t know when it started, and no one has come to borrow this bell for a long time...

Alas, my old body is slow in finding things, I’m afraid you can’t wait...”

"It's okay, Grandma Ping, she will help you find it."

As he spoke, he pushed Ying forward.

"Hey, why do you want us here again?"

"Isn't this an exercise for you?"

"Well, kids, the bell isn't far away, so don't worry too much."

"Eh? Grandma, is your house nearby? Wow... This is Yujingtai, so rich..."

"Haha, I can't afford a house in the city. Look at this pot. All my belongings are placed in it."

“All my belongings…”

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

"I can't get in. No matter how hard I try, I can't get in!"

"I think Paimon can give it a try, too. This kettlebell can even go in!"

"Hey! You two!"

"Hehehe... kids, anyway, the bell is in this pot. If you want to find the bell, just go and look for yourself."

"Okay, okay, you two, come in!"

"Hey! Wait, you guys really aren't coming together!"

"We have something important to ask Grandma Ping, you guys go quickly!"

As he spoke, he pushed Paimeng and Ying to the side of the pot, and they were quickly sucked in.

"Yes, a fairy treasure. I knew that Grandma Ping was also a fairy."

"Then my guess makes sense...Grandma Ping, do you know..."

"I know, the Emperor is not dead."

"It seems I guessed it right."

"When I found out you wanted to borrow the bell, I knew the Emperor was fine."

"Then do you know where the Emperor is now, or who is his current incarnation in the world?"

"I think you already have the answer to this question in your mind."

"That must be Zhongli..."

"I didn't expect that you would be right this time! Now we just need to ask the emperor why he faked his death."

"Then let's go first. Anyway, the preparations for the Immortal Sending Ceremony are almost done, so we can leave the rest to the two of them."

"Okay, let's go." Heng took Heng's hand and ran out. Before leaving, he turned back and waved to Grandma Ping, "Grandma Ping, we're leaving first. We'll come to see you next time!"

After saying that, Xun took Heng away to find his friend.

“Young people are just impatient…”

......

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