At midnight, the full moon was hanging in the middle of the sky, and the grand Moon-Chasing Banquet was coming to an end. Naturally, there would be no more extra events this time.

Mo Ran was called by Zhongli, who was free, to take a walk in Liyue Harbor. Also accompanying him were the God of Dust Guizhong and the True Lord of Gechenlang City Ping Laolao.

Walking and looking along the way, taking in the scenery of this grand festival, compared to the Liyue Harbor in my memory, it is actually a little different.

Gui Zhong walked out in a white dress as white as snow, with a face as beautiful as a painting. She was as bright as a mirror and smiled sweetly, "Thinking back to the beginning, when I kept Xiao Ran, Grandma Ping's face showed her disapproval."

"Now that so much time has passed, do you regret the decision you made back then?"

"Regret is of course impossible." Grandma Ping said earnestly: "Anyone who sees a family leaving an unknown person at home will probably do the same as me."

"But I am a little scared. If you had listened to me and chased this guy away, I would not have found anyone to fight with me!"

Mo Ran said angrily: "Then I really thank you for your kindness!"

"Hey, it's just a small matter, it's not worth it." Grandma Ping waved her hand, a gleam in her eyes, and said: "Mr. Zhongli, why don't you also tell us about your first impression of Xiao Ran'er?"

Zhongli stared at a figure coming from afar, smiled slightly, and said, "You three have great magical powers. I am just an idler and dare not interfere."

Grandma Ping chuckled twice and was about to make a joke, but then she heard a "lu" sound. To the four people, it was a greeting from long-time friends, "After a thousand years, the four of you are finally together again. It's really rare!"

"That's not the case. When we got together before, you were lying in the Wanmin Hall, with Xiangling's legs as a pillow, and nibbling on Jueyun pepper in your mouth. You looked so comfortable." Mo Ran's slightly closed eyes flashed with a hint of cunning, but mostly with teasing and joking.

"You, how did you know that!" Guoba's eyes widened with a look of astonishment.

Mo Ran smiled, put his hands together, and said slowly: "Of course your Xiangling told me, and there is more than one. Do you still want to listen?"

"Stop, stop right here. I'm not interested in your story at all!" Guoba raised his chubby palm, very alert.

Gui Zhong and Grandma Ping looked at each other and both burst into laughter at the appearance of the Kitchen God.

Zhongli's eyes were sharp, and he sighed, "Long time no see, old friend..."

"You should shut up too. We just met in the Qun Yu Pavilion. What's the point of looking so compassionate now?" Guoba knew that he was no match for the man in black, so he immediately targeted Emperor Yanwang, who had the worst language ability.

Anyway, if they fight, Morax will definitely not hit him, and he has several old friends to protect him, so he should be invincible and fearless.

Zhongli laughed in silence and let Marcosius casually recount all the past events. The other three also laughed. It seemed that the five of them gathered together like this after the Demon War began.

Morax often went out to fight and was rarely seen in Liyue Harbor.

Gui Zhong locked himself in the cave every day, studying mechanical techniques and improving Liyue's systems.

True Lord Gechenlangshi and the immortals guarded Liyue Harbor day and night and never left without permission.

As a logistician, Marcosius is also very busy.

As for Mo Ran, he was either sleeping or leading the Yakshas to fight all over the world. He was not often in Liyue.

Until today, they finally got together again, but the hardships of these years still left some marks on each of them.

"Oh my, are you going out for a walk too?" Grandma Ping's kind and gentle face still had a smile on it.

"Anyway, I was free and just happened to see you guys, so I came here." Guoba put his hands behind his back, acting like a master who had seen through the mundane world.

Zhongli spread his hands and said, "The season is just right, it's time to go out for a walk, prepare a table of delicious food, invite friends to come, and drink together. It's also a blessing."

"It seems like we just had our fill not long ago, right?"

"Besides, I drank quite a lot at the banquet just now!"

The brother and sister, one dressed in black and the other in white, were very sincere.

Zhongli was not embarrassed by the revelation. He pondered for a moment, looked at the bright moon in the sky, and said with emotion: "Looking up at the bright moon, all my feelings are in it. This feeling and this scene are like the stars shining on me. I wish to follow the moonlight."

"To feel the kindness of old friends, to carry on the affection of old friends, to pursue the meaning of the past, to circle the city of the past, to reunite with relatives and friends, to gather together at this time, all of the above are called chasing the moon."

Grandma Ping looked at the children running by with smiles on their faces, full of energy, and said with a chuckle, "I'm old now, and everything I see makes me sad, but these children are the only ones that seem so beautiful to me."

"The luxuriant vitality seems to be surging out from the land opened up by the rock. The ancient land that has existed for thousands and thousands of years is still so dazzling."

Mo Ran smiled faintly, feeling quite touched, and said: "This is Liyue. Even though we are far apart and haven't seen each other for a long time, when we look back on the day of reunion, the person we miss seems to be right in front of us, as if he or she has never gone away."

"Yes, I have never left and have always been here." Grandma Ping's eyes sparkled and she echoed softly.

Gui Zhong glanced at his old friend and brother, smiling to ease the atmosphere, and said, "Moracus, those four sentences you just wrote that were quite well written seem to have appeared last time, right? Why are you using them again to explain the meaning of Chasing the Moon?"

Zhong Li remained calm and said, "Poetry and songs should be written to suit the occasion. If the mood is right, anything is fine. Besides, the lyrics were written by me, so they can be used as a foundation wherever needed!"

Guoba immediately clapped his hands and praised him loudly, "As expected of Morax, even if he cut corners and pretended to build a plank road while secretly attacking Chencang, he can still express it so confidently. I admire you."

"Thank you very much. My literary talent is still not as good as Mr. Mo Ran's. How about asking you to write a poem on the spot?" Zhong Li shifted the blame without changing his expression.

Mo Ran chuckled twice, shrugged at the idler who was gossiping a lot, and said, "Mr. Zhongli's erudition is like a surging river, endless. I am just an ordinary person, so I can't compare to him!"

Grandma Ping closed her eyes, revealing only a slit, and smiled, "Let's go to Wanmin Hall and sit down. Let Xiangling make a pot of tea. Let's drink the tea slowly and chat slowly."

A group of five people, three demon gods, an immortal, and a mortal, walked towards the Hall of All Peoples.

Xiangling arranged a quiet private room for them. After making tea, she greeted everyone and left the room.

Inside the room, five people were drinking tea and talking about interesting things that happened over the years. Although everyone's experiences were similar, there were differences. Appreciating this was the greatest pleasure for these old guys.

Mo Ran held a teacup in his hand and brought it to his mouth when suddenly the voice of the system came from his head.

[Host, do you need to check the sudden ecstasy yesterday afternoon? ]

Mo Ran thought to himself: "If you didn't tell me, I would have almost forgotten it. Tell me now."

Although only one day had passed, Mo Ran felt that it was a very fulfilling day. After all, as people get older, their memory becomes worse and they tend to forget things easily.

[According to the results of the system search, it is the strongest existence in Teyvat at present. It is natural that it will bring down supreme wear and tear to bombard the host, trying to make the host's soul fly away and become a soulless body. ]

"Sure enough, the only thing that can do this is justice. However, I recovered in just a moment. It should be that you, the system, helped me, right?"

【Yes. 】

Mo Ran smiled in his heart and said, "Thank you, system!"

He was very grateful to this system that had always been with him. Although he was not sure what kind of existence it was, he was grateful to it. Even though it was because of the system that separated him and Eula, he did not have too many complaints.

[Serving the host is the responsibility of the system. The host does not need to do so. The host's current strength is far inferior to that of the heaven. Please practice diligently. ]

"Got it. I will." Mo Ran drank the tea that was handed to his mouth, remained calm, and continued chatting and laughing with the others.

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