Genshin Impact: Wherever you go, all wear and tear will be eliminated

At the northernmost stone gate of Liyue, there is a man in black standing on the mountain.

His name is Mo Ran. He gazed at the free city of the neighboring country from afar, trying hard to recall, but he always felt like he had forgotten something. He couldn't remember what was missing.

Mo Ran sat down with his head covered. He couldn’t remember.

Mo Ran smiled bitterly and said, "Is this what it means to be worn out? Come out, Morax, you've been following me all the way."

Not far away, a wisp of rock elemental power suddenly gathered and formed a handsome figure with a majestic presence. On his body, he was wearing that grand golden divine outfit with dark patterns.

Zhongli, or rather, he at this moment, is the late Rock King. Morax comes to bid farewell to his old friend.

Morax asked again in a deep voice: "Really, is there no other way?"

Mo Ran nodded, remained silent, and still looked towards the north.

Soon, Mo Ran sighed and said, "Morax, let me be alone for a while. I have some things to think about on my own."

"Okay, I'll be on another hill. If there is any other way, call me anytime." Morax's figure disappeared in an instant. When he reappeared, he was standing on the eastern hill, standing on the west and east with a man in black, like a soldier guarding the country's border.

At the spot, Mo Ran muttered to himself: "What on earth did I forget?"

He began to sort out his memories from childhood, over and over again. In the warm house, there lived a pair of elves, a mother and a daughter, in red clothes and red hats. They were his mother and sister.

Later, because of a journey, he was stranded in a strange world, where the cold wind was biting and unbearable, and he experienced one killing after another, which seemed to have no end.

With a sudden cold mechanical sound, he returned to this world again, went to the city-state where the wind sang freely, and met many people, but he still couldn't remember who that person was!

Mo Ran covered his head, his face in pain, and murmured, "Why? I just can't remember! Who are you anyway?!"

Mo Ran couldn't remember who became a ray of light in his heart when the world was as dark as ink, allowing him to have a hope and live in the cold room.

Who was it that caused him to be seriously injured in his first real battle after coming to this world, and he limped back to Mondstadt carrying that person on his back?

The oath in Dadau Canyon, the knight assessment, the newspaper turmoil, the rich families colluding with foreign enemies, the betrayal of the old nobles, the invasion of the abyss, and then to his own betrayal from Mondstadt, Mo Ran remembered all the big and small things, and everyone remembered them too, except for one thing that was missing. He couldn't remember it.

Wear and tear, perhaps this is what it means. The more you cherish something, the faster you forget it. Forgetting is like a mountain torrent or an avalanche, and there will be no advance warning.

Gradually, his face in black became dull, and figures kept moving away in his mind: a fairy-like woman with snow-white hair, a wealthy woman with whiter hair than frost, and a little girl whose figure had never changed.

Next, a handsome man in solemn divine attire, a beautiful woman with black hair and green shirt, a beautiful woman in white clothes as white as snow, five Yakshas of different shapes, and a brave flying Yaksha of equally ordinary appearance appeared, leading the countless Yakshas behind them.

A raccoon with smooth fur who said he would cook for him, a benevolent Kirin who was clumsy before but is now slender, a crane with blue feathers, a crane whose whole body is black except for the snow-white neck, a fairy deer with indestructible antlers, a fairy deer who is familiar with formations, and a wild goose who is good at treasure hunting.

There is a half-human, half-fairy girl in the world who loves to read laws, there is a little cooking god with superb cooking skills, there is the eccentric hall master who has only met the couple a few times, there is the Yuheng Star who does not believe in fairies and gods and is swift and decisive, and there is the powerful captain who is a heroine.

There was an intersection with the Ancient Kingdom of Rock, but it has been basically forgotten. Then there is the very ancient City-State of Wind.

The conscientious acting leader, the simple-minded white-haired knight girl, the cavalry captain with a mysterious smile on his face, the popular little nun who prays sincerely, the only scout knight left in his position, and the librarian who thinks about rest day and night.

There was also the alchemist and the elf girl who were as close as brother and sister. They left together. At the very end, the elf traveler in red clothes and red hat turned around, smiled, and then skipped away. Even in my memory, she was still so playful.

Until the end, I still couldn't remember who she was.

There was a look of madness on Mo Ran's face, as if he was not smiling, nor crying. He felt that he was no longer himself, but just a careless shell.

If it were just that, it would be fine, but the powerful force began to get out of control, the breeze around it stopped, and the sky became dark, foreshadowing the coming of a disaster.

However, even if he forgot everything, Mo Ran didn't want to hurt others. He looked around casually and saw a deep pit nearby. He jumped and fell into it.

They mobilized the power they could still control in their bodies to create layer upon layer of powerful seals in order to seal themselves and completely isolate themselves from the outside world. Just like the Dragon King who once protected Liyue, they were doing the same thing.

Finally, Mo Ran became confused in his own seal, and then he fell into a deep sleep. He had no idea how the world would change, and he might never wake up again.

At the moment when the seal was completed, in the memory of the passing away, the handsome man in black and solemn divine clothes came. His name was Morax, and he came to see his old friend off for the last time, because they might never have the chance to meet again.

But Morax will always remember everything between them, no matter how big or small.

Morax sighed slightly, his eyes filled with sorrow, and whispered: "Ruotuo asked me to seal him, and you sealed yourself, one by one, they are gone!"

"Alas, another old friend has passed away. I want to buy some osmanthus flowers and wine. It's a pity that old friend, when will we see each other again?"

Morax stood here for a long time, and all the words in his heart turned into a sigh in helplessness, because even if he said them, it would be useless because he couldn't hear them.

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In Liyue Harbor, everything is still prosperous as usual, and nothing seems to have changed.

In a house, a woman with gray hair was preparing dinner. A smile appeared on her face, as she thought about waiting for her father to come back and reuniting with her family.

But in that instant, she suddenly felt pain in her heart and even found it difficult to breathe. Her emotions gradually disappeared and were rapidly disappearing.

The little girl outside the door noticed something was wrong and hurriedly opened the door, but she only saw a beautiful statue with no expression of joy or sadness, and a pair of eyes without any emotion, flashing with icy light.

The little girl didn't have time to think about it. She used the spiritual power in her body to transform it into a talisman, and slapped it on her sister's forehead, temporarily stopping the disaster.

"What's going on?" Their eldest sister had just returned home and saw this scene which would never happen under normal circumstances.

The youngest child, with a face full of grief, trembled as she responded, "Master, something might have happened!"

The white-haired elder sister froze for a moment, as if her mind was struck by a thunderbolt. She felt indescribable sadness in her heart, and said in astonishment: "No, it won't happen. The old man is so strong, he will be fine, definitely not!"

"Let's not worry. He will definitely come back. He will definitely come back." In fact, she also knew that the possibility of this happening was very small, but she still didn't want to accept it.

How could an old man who was so powerful and able to protect the Qun Yu Pavilion and Liyue Harbor die so easily?

In Yuehai Pavilion, where she toils day and night, Miss Blue-haired Qilin, who has just returned to work today, thinks to herself: "I listened to Master Mo Ran's words last night and came to work today. I should not have disappointed Master Mo Ran, right?"

At Yujing Terrace, there was an old lady in her fifties who was admiring the colored glaze lilies in the flower garden. A breeze blew by, blowing off a withered colored glaze lily and also blowing away the old lady's smile.

Jueyunjian, where all the immortals live, welcomed a rare guest today, he is the ancestor of all the immortals, Morax.

Morax went straight to Mount Ozang without hesitation, and sat at the same table with a crane and a woman in white clothes as beautiful as snow, who looked like she had walked out of a painting.

Under their puzzled gazes, Morax slowly said, "Mo Ran, due to wear and tear, he has sealed himself in the stone gate. I'm afraid we won't see him again in the future."

Gui Zhong, dressed in white, had a gloomy look on his face and remained silent. Even the True Lord Liuyun Jiefeng, who usually treated everything as passing clouds, had reluctance in his eyes and was speechless.

Morax also kept silent and sat in his seat.

There are four lines of small characters engraved on the stone table. Taking the stone table as the center point, they are:

Located in the northwest, where the wine pot is placed, there is an inscription "Here lives the cloud."

Located in the southeast, on the place where the bowls and chopsticks are placed, there is an inscription "Sit here until the end."

Located in the northeast, because the owner of the seat will bring a square cup, there is no object placed there, and it is engraved, "This is borrowed from the emperor."

Located in the southwest, where the teapot and teacups are placed, there is an inscription that reads "Here is my ink."

This last place is empty at this moment. Staying here, you can drink with the King of Rocks in the southeast, and see the neighboring countries far away.

But now this position is empty, and the remaining three can no longer find a mortal who knows their identities and can still drink calmly with them.

Morax looked at the empty seat, and two figures, a dragon and a man, appeared in his amber eyes. The dragon had golden armor and was invincible in the world, while the man was dressed in black and was rare in the world.

Morax drank a large cup of immortal wine, and suddenly he was inspired and said in a deep voice: "I am grateful for the kindness of the old friend, I will inherit the friendship of the old friend, I will pursue the aspirations of the ancient times, and return the city to the ancient times."