aircannonsinc Chapter 219 Riddles on the Wall
Chapter 219 Riddles on the Wall
"Hey, uncle, wait a minute!" Paimon shouted loudly, but to no avail. Dvorak's figure quickly shrank in sight until it disappeared.
Paimon looked at the blond boy and spread his hands, saying, "You run really fast. I haven't finished what I want to say yet."
Kong nodded and tightened his hand around his sister's. He remembered the music in the song "A Man in Black", which seemed like the confused young man who couldn't find a way out. Wasn't he in the same state when he couldn't find his sister before?
Ying could naturally sense her brother's mood at the moment, and she secretly said in her heart: "I will never leave alone again, absolutely not!"
Paimon put his hands on his waist, which was not fat no matter how much he ate, and said, "He asked us about the meaning of music to people before. I think we have gained a lot from this trip."
"If you have any new insights, you must speak them out." Keqing is a person who is tough on the outside but gentle on the inside. Although she appears to be decisive and resolute on the surface, she is actually a bit sentimental in her heart and is quite curious about things.
Paimon thought for a moment and said, "We found that music can be used for good or bad things. When people hear music, they feel happy, moved, sad, and nostalgic."
“Music is a memory in people’s hearts that transcends time and space and connects four years… That’s about it.”
Sora couldn't help but say, "What a sweeping generalization."
Ying nodded and said, "It is indeed very similar to the starry sky of Teyvat."
"It seems that a lot of stories have happened." Keqing smiled, as pure as a girl next door, and said: "Don't tell me yet, just let Ganyu tell me later."
"It sounds like Keqing will continue to be busy?" Paimeng asked.
Keqing nodded and said, "There is still some finishing work to do, which is not too heavy. As long as everyone likes the Lantern Festival, my efforts will be meaningful!"
Sora smiled at this dutiful one of the Seven Stars and said, "Happy Lantern Festival."
"Well, Happy Lantern Festival. I'll be leaving now." Keqing turned around and was about to leave. In her opinion, she couldn't be careless or lazy even when it was the most trivial work.
After a long silence, Mo Ran spoke up and tried to persuade her to stay: "It's not a heavy job, so it's not difficult either. In that case, Miss Yu Heng, why don't you stop and enjoy this Lantern Festival that you planned and arranged!"
"But as one of the Seven Stars, how can I slack off? Thank you for your kindness, Mr. Mo Ran, but this is my job after all, and I have the responsibility to complete it!" Keqing said seriously.
Mo Ran sighed, and then said: "There are 365 days in Teyvat in a year, but you have been busy and tired for at least 464 days. On this last day of national celebration, let yourself have a good rest."
Keqing's eyes were slightly moved, but she suppressed it and declined politely: "Ganyu treats every job very seriously and responsibly. I have to learn from her!"
Mo Ran's mouth twitched. The people of Liyue were really polarized. The lazy ones were like rocks under the ground, motionless, while the hardworking ones were like farmers facing the loess and back to the sky, working in the fields every day.
"Ganyu has just stopped working for a full half day. Since you take her as your learning role, you should follow her example. So, have a good rest!" Mo Ran said slowly.
"Yeah, everyone is celebrating the festival, how can we let Keqing be busy alone?" Paimon tried to persuade her to stay.
"Stay." Kong Ye advised.
Ying held her purple-dressed and purple-haired daughter with one hand and said playfully, "They have said so much, I can't let you run away!"
Keqing felt the warmth on her wrist, finally nodded, and said, "Thank you all for your kind invitation. I will be honored to decline."
"Great!" Paimon was delighted to be able to keep this busy man. He raised his body a little higher, looked for interesting activities around him, and said with a grin, "Anyway, we're done, so let's go have some fun."
Kong narrowed his eyes and said, "You're not eating a lot of snacks just for this, so you don't have time later, right?"
"Hehe, Kong actually guessed it right, he really knows me well!"
Mo Ran said dimly: "Anyone can see this."
Ying looked at the man in black, rolled her eyes at him, and showed a look of dissatisfaction on her face.
Mo Ran seemed not to see it, and continued: "And Paimon, what are you looking for? Isn't there a lantern riddle guessing activity next to it? Could it be that Paimon, who is known as the best guide in Teyvat, has poor eyesight!"
Kong was about to nod when he felt a cold murderous aura beside him. He knew who it came from without thinking. The blond boy was very familiar with this.
Ying's beautiful eyes were full of resentment, her nose was slightly wrinkled, and her cheeks were puffed up, which looked a bit cute, but as her brother, the blond boy understood why she looked like that.
Even though Paimeng was so shameless, he couldn't hold on any longer and quickly lowered himself. Ying then held him in her arms, rubbing her head hard to dissipate her anger.
At Mo Ran's suggestion, several people walked to the wall with riddles reflected on it. This group of people, who were either rich or handsome, instantly became the most eye-catching in the crowd.
"Hey, look! Lord Yuheng is here!"
"Yes, I actually have the chance to meet Lord Yuheng. And the blond boy next to him should be the famous traveler!"
"Won't these two...hehehe."
"I advise you not to talk nonsense. Didn't you see there was someone next to them?"
"Who is it?"
"Boss Mo, there is an unwritten legend in Liyue Harbor that anyone who travels with Boss Mo will never be a couple, and even if they do, their relationship will end here!"
"Oh, yes, there is also this legend. It seems there is no hope."
The noisy discussions reached Mo Ran's ears, making him laugh and cry. It would have been fine if there were so many names, but they also made up a legend. He said that every time he went out on the street, he only saw people alone. It turned out that they were avoiding him to avoid being implicated.
The thin-faced host and receptionist came forward and said respectfully, "Mr. Mo, I am sorry for not welcoming you from afar. There are too many people guessing riddles. I really can't leave. Please forgive me!"
Mo Ran was stunned for a moment, and then he saw the two iconic words "Glass Reflecting Flowers" and "New Moon Building a Wall" on the two corners of the lantern wall.
Strolling around casually is an activity under the name of the family business. Only a few people in Liyue Harbor have such opportunities.
The receptionist saw that Mo Ran was silent and did not dare to disturb him. Although he did not know that he was his biggest boss, his reputation had a great influence in Liyue Port and even in the surrounding countries.
Mo Ran smiled slightly and said, "Show the riddles. I'm going out with my friends today, and I think I'll have a great time!"
"Okay, I'll do it right away." The man walked to the wall and pressed a few places lightly. Then several riddles appeared in front of everyone.
Paimon looked at one of the riddles and muttered: "Morning dew reflects the setting sun. Solution: The next sentence should be well-written and in line with the mood."
Kong also recited another line, "The iron horses and weapons remain the same, and the soldiers have no way back. Please add the next line to turn the tragic and solemn into a joyful one."
Ying couldn't help smacking her lips and said, "How is this possible?"
"Brother, there is also this saying: It is difficult to repay the kindness of one's parents. I am asking for more. I want you to be filial to the people of Liyue, and the objects can be ancestors, parents, brothers and sisters."
Keqing looked at Ying as she recited that sentence, as if she was lost in thought. Her heart was filled with longing for her grandfather, and she was thinking about the lyrics as she did so.
Mo Ran put his hands in his sleeves, looking very relaxed. When he saw these riddles, he couldn't help but ask, "Is this a riddle or a poem?"
"Riddles have three elements: the riddle, the clue, and the answer. And guessing riddles is based on the words. How did it become like this?"
The man quickly replied: "We have actually thought about this, but no one is interested in guessing the traditional lantern riddles, so we can only change it to this."
Mo Ran smiled and said, "It's not bad to change it like this. It's time to say goodbye to the old and welcome the new. Liyue Harbor should have some new changes. I mentioned the traditional lantern riddles just now because I hope everyone will not forget them."
Paimeng covered his head, and then he could only look at the man in black, with a look of help, and said: "Mo Ran, help me check, does this match?"
"The morning dew reflects the setting sun?" Mo Ran murmured, explaining, "The morning dew is the dew in the early morning, which usually disappears at noon. The setting sun should be the afterglow of the setting sun."
"According to the requirements of the word, in this case..."
Mo Ran looked at the receptionist and said, "My answer is: The cold moon shines on the rising sun."
"The cold moon shines on the rising sun? The cold moon... shines on the rising sun. Wonderful, extremely wonderful!" shouted a scholar who had some knowledge of Liyue ancient texts.
Several people around him also started talking.
"The morning dew reflects the sunset glow, which means the day is about to pass, and Boss Mo's response is that the morning moon will set and the sun will rise again."
"Is this saying that day after day, no matter how the world changes, the sun and the moon will last forever? Boss Mo's state of mind and philosophy are indeed beyond the reach of ordinary people!"
Paimeng listened to the answer given by the man in black and muttered to himself, "Although I don't quite understand it, but anyway, Mo Ran answered it, and it's not bad, right!"
"It's more than good. It's a poem that can be called shocking and unprecedented. It will be recorded in the history of Liyue and will be passed down through the ages!" shouted a man who squeezed to the front and had a chance encounter with Boss Mo.
Paimeng was surprised and said, "Mo Ran, is he so strong in literature?"
"Of course. Looking at the entire Liyue Harbor, who can compare to Boss Mo? Haha." The person who was determined to squeeze in even if he had to break his head laughed.
Mo Ran listened to these words and put down his hand that was originally planning to choose a riddle. He looked at the man and said calmly: "There are many people in Liyue Harbor who are more talented than me in writing. Not to mention the Seven Stars of Liyue, even the General Affairs Department of the Eight Gates is as powerful as a Tianheng Mountain."
"You flatter me so recklessly, do you want me to go to jail, or do you see the Lord Yuhengxing next to me and want to frame me to win credit?"
His tone was calm, without even any ripples, but to the flatterers' ears, it was like a heavy hammer hitting the chest.
The flatterer turned pale and quickly excused himself, walking away in disgrace. A few people originally wanted to approach him and try to make a date with him, but they had to give up and dared not make any further move.