aircannonsinc Chapter 216 1 The Song Raises the Clouds
Chapter 216 1 The Song Raises the Clouds
Mo Ran put his hands together in his sleeves and said, "That is the tune composed by Grandma Ping. During that trip, we were a fairy and a demon god, and we rescued a Fengdan person in the south of Qingce Manor today."
"That person looked at us and thought we were three immortals. He said that anyone who could play such beautiful music must be an immortal. Thanks to her, my sister and I also became immortals, haha."
His eyes were full of nostalgia. Looking back on his experience in Teyvat, he did not have many friends, just those immortals and a few knights of Mond. But that was why they were all the more precious.
"Now that we've found him, let's quickly tie up Mo Ran... Oh no, take him back and report back!" Paimeng smiled, revealing his bright white teeth.
Kong Yi held his forehead, speechless. He rolled his eyes at her and said, "Do you think all the people here combined can beat him?"
Paimeng said naively: "Just catch Shen He in your hands, won't it be fine!"
Shen He showed a very serious look and said slowly: "Based on the current strength, Paimon is not my opponent, and before that, you should first consider whether my father will let me fall into the hands of the enemy."
Paimon's smile was inexplicably cold, and he said, "There will always be a day when he is gone. We must seize the best opportunity to strike, and get it right the first time, in one step!"
Shen He chuckled and said, "Then let's give it a try."
Paimon nodded, looking eager to fight, and Ying also smiled, as if agreeing.
Sora rubbed his head and said, "Speaking of which, how did we go from talking to someone about this?"
"Because there is an uncontrollable factor here." Mo Ran looked at Pai Meng and said softly.
Paimon snorted twice, looking very arrogant and extremely proud.
Mo Ran added, "Wait a little longer. Mr. Zhongli is hosting a bamboo shoot soup banquet at noon. It won't be too late to go back after we finish eating."
"It's rare for Mo Ran to say something that makes him happy." Paimeng nodded, then closed his eyes slightly, took a sip of sour taste, and said: "This situation and this scene are very... well, this is wonderful!"
"Since Mo Ran is well versed in music, could you please play a song for us to liven up the upcoming bamboo shoot soup banquet?"
Mo Ran looked at the rolling sea of clouds in the sky and said, "You want the one-stop service in the most upscale box of Liuli Pavilion and Xinyuexuan, right?"
Paimeng was not embarrassed when his obvious thoughts were exposed. He coughed twice casually, and his voice revealed a sense of vicissitudes of life. He said: "Mr. Mo, your words are deeply rooted in my heart. Please start quickly!"
Ying smiled with her hands covering her mouth, showing the youthful beauty that only a young girl can have. Kong held his forehead with his hand again, with a look of helplessness and a bit of a desire to distance himself from the matter.
Shen He looked at the black dress with fluttering sleeves, and his eyes as pure as snow revealed a hint of reminiscence. He hadn't heard that song for a long time.
Mo Ran stood on the edge of the cliff, countless rivers and mountains were reflected in his black pupils. His left eye was bidding farewell to the place where he had lived for thousands of years, while his right eye was filled with joy as he was one step closer to home.
He was silent, without saying a word. He reached his big hand into his sleeve and took out a flute from the storage space. It was the flute that Ah Ping had made when she taught him music.
Over the years, Mo Ran has stayed by his side, and because of the immortal power in his body, this flute has also taken on a fairy-like feeling, or as the people of Liyue call it, it's imbued with immortal energy.
Mo Ran put the flute to his lips, placed his fingers in the positions he remembered, and started to play a tune.
The flute sounds melodious, like a spirited young man traveling among mountains and rivers, witnessing the depth and vastness of his country and territory, and experiencing the steep mountains and surging rivers and lakes.
The mountain path seemed to be winding, appearing and disappearing under the shade of trees and among the weeds and green grass.
There is a gurgling stream, flowing through fine sand and gravel, making an ethereal sound, mixed with a few pleasant bird calls and insect chirps, which further highlights the natural beauty.
After that, the sound of the flute began to change, as if while walking, there was a downpour of rain from the sky, a fog that slightly blocked the eyes, and the road was muddy, and every step made a heavy and sticky sound.
As the music became heavier, Mo Ran's fingers moved faster and faster, and the sound of the flute changed from light and cheerful to low and dull, but with a sense of high spirits mixed in, like the last burst of glory at dusk.
Then the music dropped rapidly in an instant, as plain as clear water, but occasionally there were a few highlights, like the sparse stars in the night sky, weak but the finishing touch.
Until the end of the song, Mo Ran put down the flute, sighed slightly, turned around and looked at everyone. Several people and Gan Yu, who had just returned and was listening on the side, only then realized that the music was over.
"Everyone, how do you feel?" Mo Ran put away his flute, his voice slow and gentle, like the falling moonlight.
Kong pondered for a moment, and then came back to his senses. He said, "It's a very beautiful song. I feel like my mood is changing with it."
"It sounds good." Ying chuckled and said, "It's similar to the changes in a person's experience, from being carefree to shouldering a mission, or even having no choice. I like it very much."
When Kong heard this, his eyes and heart trembled, because although his sister spoke lightly, there was a faint but existent melancholy. There was some bitterness in his eyes, and he blamed himself in his heart, constantly asking himself, why didn't he protect her?
Paimon didn't notice the changes in his two companions and thought, "It feels like eating some lotus cakes first, then a bunch of Central Plains offal, and finally drinking mint water. This is a lot of changes."
Shen He nodded slightly and said, "From what I heard before, there didn't seem to be so many changes. Did father change it?"
Mo Ran hummed and said, "That's true. Except for the relaxing part at the beginning of the song, the rest are the result of my free play."
"Grandma Ping originally composed this song to praise the beauty of the mountains and to sing about the steadfast friendship with friends. Now that I have changed it into this, I wonder if she will be so angry that she will gasp for breath."
Shen He smiled and said, "When we return to Liyue Harbor, I will go and apologize on behalf of my father."
"That's not necessary. If you go there, I'm afraid Grandma Ping will detain you again and you'll never come back! Forget it, let's not bother with her." Mo Ran waved his hand.
Shen He smiled and nodded, said "OK" softly, and said no more. She looked at Gan Yu who was silent beside her, took her hand, and wanted to go for a walk together.
Gan Yu also wanted to chat with this fellow disciple, and because the extremely majestic Lord Mo Ran was still here in his heart, he naturally chose the former.
Mo Ran left his child to make friends and had no intention of following them. After telling them that they would arrive at Hulao Mountain soon, he turned around and left.
Ying thought for a while and said, "Brother, I want to go over first. Can you continue shopping with Paimeng?"
"Okay, I'll come find you later," Sora promised with a nod.
Paimon smiled and said, "Have fun!"
"Okay, see you later." Ying tore open the space crack and left in an instant.
After Paimon saw the yellow-haired girl leave, he followed the blond-haired boy to the side of two women who looked like fairies. He could hear their conversation from a distance.
Shen He held the arm of the Half-Immortal Beast and said in a gentle voice: "Sister Ganyu, according to seniority, we should be sisters, right?"
When Gan Yu heard the word "sister", her pretty face turned red, but she did not stop him. Instead, she said softly, "Lord Mo Ran and True Lord Liu Yun are of the same generation. Although we are not from the same school, we can still call each other that."
"Okay, then, nice to meet Senior Sister Ganyu!" Shen He clasped his hands together and bowed slightly.
"Oh, no... no need to be so polite, just treat Shen He as usual. This way, it feels too... grand." Gan Yu said hurriedly.
"Okay then." Shen He smiled and said, "How about coming to my house next time? I've planted a lot of flowers in my garden recently, there should be some you like."
"I'm so sorry to bother you so much." Ganyu said shyly. She was just like that. She would rather handle things by herself than trouble others.
"It's okay. There's no need to be polite between sisters. Besides, I heard that Senior Sister Ganyu is very skilled in growing flowers. You can come and test it. I will definitely grow better next time."
"Okay, then just keep the ones that are for viewing. I can eat the rest directly, so there won't be any waste."
"Is that the decision?"
"Well, thank you in advance. Wait, shouldn't we say that obedience is worse than respect?"
"Yes, that's exactly how it's used."
"That's good."
The two sisters were talking, and Paimon didn't stop talking either, "It's obviously a party for girls, but Ganyu actually wanted to meet us to eat flowers. Should I say she is worthy of being the disciple of that fairy bird?"
Before he finished speaking, he heard a whistling sound of the wind and a scolding voice, "Humph! How dare you be so bold as to call me a fairy bird instead of a fairy name?!"
Everyone looked up and saw a crane with azure feathers landing on a huge rock. The moment the crane appeared, Ganyu's face looked a little unnatural, because that crane was not any other fairy, but her master, Master Liuyunjiefeng.
Shen He did not move, because her father had said that she could pay her respects while waiting for the immortals, so she just called out softly, "Greetings, Master."
Gan Yu murmured, "The True Lord is here."
"It appears! This is the big fairy bird that descended from the sky during the last Moon-Chasing Festival!" Paimeng pretended to see this fairy for the first time, which was very annoying.
True Lord Liuyun Jiefeng said leisurely: "You even dare to say this one instead of this one. I haven't seen you for a while, but you are getting more and more arrogant. Well, I am too lazy to teach you a lesson, you ignorant child!"
"If Mo Ran were here, he would probably say that you are not lazy at all, but you are just lazy!" Paimeng used the tiger's skin as a banner and said with the power of the tiger.
Master Liuyun Jiefeng snorted and said, "I won't bother with you!"
Kong smiled and said, "Happy Lantern Festival, Master Liuyunjifeng."
"Well, you three are the only ones who know etiquette. You are much better than Paimeng!" Master Liuyun Jiefeng flapped his wings and flew down from the boulder, standing with the others.
"By the way, I went there just now. In addition to the mechanisms made by Mo Ran that Shen He brought, I also saw Gan Yu's message. I have an idea of the immortal you are looking for."