Be a legal businessman in Liyue!

Grandma Ping looked at Wang Que with relief in her eyes.

just like……

The little wild boar at home has learned to dig up cabbages.

"Haha, so why did you come here...?" Grandma Ping asked again.

Shen He remained calm: "Junior brother said he would take me to see the Kitchen God."

"Hmm?" Grandma Ping looked at Wang Que.

Wang Que smiled and said, "I'm looking at the statue of Marcoticus, not the real Kitchen God."

Wang Que pointed to the large stone beside him and said to Shen He, "Look, Senior Sister, this is the statue of Marcosius."

Shen He stared at it, a hint of doubt in his eyes: "This?"

Isn't this just a big rock?

"Haha, isn't it strange? Actually, the statue of Marcoticus is right inside."

Wang Que spoke in a tone like coaxing a child.

Shen He frowned, looked at the statue, and then looked at Wang Que.

"So, Junior Brother, did you bring me here so that I can smash this stone?"

An idea came to her mind.

Then he looked at Wang Que, who was still talking excitedly about something about Marcosius.

"It seems that Junior Brother really likes the Kitchen God and wants to see his statue in person."

Thinking of this, Shen He's eyes determined, and he nodded to Wang Que: "I understand, Junior Brother, please step back."

Wang Que, who was still introducing Marcosius, was stunned. No, what did you understand?

But he still subconsciously took a few steps back.

When he reacted, he saw Shen He's white knuckles suddenly close together, and the soul-binding red rope trembled around his wrist.

She tapped the green bricks with the tip of her right foot, her waist stretched back like a bowstring, her shoulder blades formed a sharp curve under the gauze, and her entire right arm seemed to have turned into a heavy sword of cold iron that had been tempered for thousands of years.

Punch out.

The moment her fist was about to touch the stone surface, ice-blue fairy light burst out from her fist.

‘Boom! ’

The air was compressed into a visible circular air wave, and when the knuckles collided with the rock, a sound of metal clashing was heard. Spider-web-like cracks spread wildly with the fist mark as the center, and gravel fell like a curtain of rain.

"Huh? So hard."

Wang Que stared in a daze at the dent on the boulder that was almost half a meter in diameter.

The huge rock that Beidou and Qixing couldn't move...

He was almost beaten to pieces by Shen He's punch.

"What kind of girl is this?"

Wang Que finally understood why Shen He was able to fight with demons for several days when he was a child and even killed the demons.

This kind of strength... is too terrifying.

One punch didn't open the stone statue, so Shen He frowned slightly, made a fist, and was about to punch again.

Wang Que quickly stepped forward and grabbed Shen He's clenched fist.

This white wrist that had just broken the green rock was not rough at all, but rather as delicate and cold as mutton-fat jade soaked in snow water.

"Sister, please don't, please don't."

Shen He looked at Wang Que doubtfully: "Hmm? Junior Brother, don't you want to see what the statue inside looks like?"

Wang Que smiled bitterly and shook his head: "The Kitchen God loves the daily life of the human world. Opening it violently is a bit disrespectful."

Shen He frowned, thought about it, and felt that Wang Que was right.

Then he looked at Wang Que and said, "Junior brother, please let go."

Wang Que quickly let go of his hand, and the delicate touch disappeared.

Shen He flexed his wrists, then bowed slightly to the boulder: "My disciple has offended me, please forgive me, Kitchen God."

"Haha, Marcosius is a gentle god, He won't care."

At this time, Grandma Ping stepped forward and took a look at the dents on the boulder and the gravel on the ground.

He took another look at Shen He's right hand which had no marks at all.

Finally, he looked at Wang Que, with a strange look in his eyes.

Wang Que felt a little cold and was about to say something.

Then I heard a sound coming from not far away.

"Master~~!"

The three of them turned around and looked.

It’s Xiangling with Guoba, Keqing, Ying, and Paimeng.

After getting closer, Guoba jumped and greeted Grandma Ping. Obviously, Guoba was very happy to see someone familiar.

Grandma Ping smiled kindly and said, "Xiangling is here."

"Xiangling's master is Grandma Ping?!"

“I really didn’t expect this.”

For a moment, Paimeng and Keqing were both a little surprised.

Ying, on the other hand, glanced at Wang Que and Shen He, as if to say that it was just as she expected.

Yesterday, Wang Que said that he was also learning skills from his grandmother, and Ying had already made some guesses.

Without paying attention to everyone's reaction, Xiangling smiled and said:

"Master, are you doing well at home lately?"

"Very good. Everyone, you actually have time to visit me, an old woman, today." Grandma Ping smiled kindly.

Xiangling smiled a little sheepishly: "Hey, Master Chef, we have something to ask you. Do you know the Kitchen God?"

"Of course I know. So, it's the Moon Festival recently. So, are you here to ask about the Kitchen God?"

"Yes, something happened recently. We are investigating and found that this huge rock seems to be related to the Kitchen God."

Keqing nodded and told the old man in front of her everything about her recent investigation.

As she spoke, she also looked at the boulder, and then was stunned.

"Wait, why is this stone broken?"

Everyone looked over when they heard this.

"Yeah, there really is a hole." Paimon looked surprised.

They had tried various methods before, but they couldn't open it.

Now there is a hole.

How could they not be surprised?

Keqing looked around, her gaze finally resting on Wang Que: "Boss Wang, do you know anything?"

Wang Que smiled and said, "I don't know. It's been like this since I got here."

He can't say that it was Shen He who beat him, right?

What if everyone asked Shen He to smash the stone directly?

After hearing Wang Que's words, Shen He was stunned for a moment, looked at Wang Que, but did not say anything.

Say different things in different situations.

She remembered everything Wang Que taught her.

Keqing was a little confused: "Really?"

Her intuition told her that there must be something wrong with Wang Que.

Beside her, Grandma Ping shook her head and said, "It's because of the mundane world that it cracked."

Her voice attracted everyone's attention.

Grandma Ping continued, "You all guessed correctly, I do know the Kitchen God you are talking about.

But that was a long, long time ago.

The Moon-Chasing Festival is a ritual of the immortals. Although the people of Liyue do not practice immortal things, they imitate this ritual and have evolved several festivals in the name of the Moon-Chasing Festival.

“On a beautiful moonlit day, everyone gathers together to drink fine wine and tea.

Enjoy delicious food and celebrate the joy of reunion.

Later, Yanwang Emperor would commemorate a friend and integrate these various festivals into the word "Zhu Yue".

Observing the earth with the help of the sky, taking an oath with the moon, recalling the past and thinking about the present, reuniting and rejoicing, this is the Moon-Chasing Festival.

"Emperor. Alas." Hearing this word, Keqing shook her head.

"The Emperor has always valued tradition. Unfortunately, from now on, the task of carrying on tradition can only be accomplished by us, his descendants."

Although Keqing has questioned the Emperor and even repeatedly said that she wants to establish a Liyue ruled by people.

But in fact, Keqing is a well-deserved fan of the Emperor.

Grandma Ping smiled kindly and said, "The Kitchen God has made great contributions to Liyue. The Emperor has always valued his kindness. It is a gesture of affection to remember him during this time."

As she spoke, Grandma Ping looked at Keqing, her eyes softening slightly. "Keqing, please don't underestimate yourself. If the Emperor knew that there are thoughtful people among the descendants who care about these traditional rituals, he would be very pleased."

Compared to other immortals who are optimistic about Tianquan, Grandma Ping is actually more optimistic about Yuheng.

Therefore, I am willing to offer some encouragement.

Keqing was silent for a long time before she finally uttered, "Thank you."

Watching people talking,

Wang Que couldn't help but interrupt:

"Ahem, you guys are going to track down the Kitchen God, then Shen He and I won't bother you anymore."

He wants to leave.

He probably understood the current plot line.

He already knew that there was a statue of Guoba inside, so there seemed no point in staying.

Grandma Ping smiled and nodded: "Well, you should take Shen He for more walks."

From when Wang Que introduced the Kitchen God to Shen He just now, Grandma Ping could tell that Wang Que was very familiar with the Kitchen God.

Although I don’t know where this familiarity comes from.

But she also knew that it would be boring for Wang Que to stay here.

After a pause, Grandma Ping continued, "Do you remember the instigation of the alchemist family?"

Wang Que was stunned for a moment, then nodded: "Hasn't grandma already taken care of it?"

Previously, Wang Que and Yaoyao met people from the alchemist family in the mountains and were almost tricked into sowing discord between the Seven Stars and the immortals.

However, after Wang Que told Grandma Ping about this matter, he never cared about it again.

"I went to Tianheng Mountain and scolded the alchemist, but there is still one problem that has not been solved." Grandma Ping said with a smile.

Wang Que frowned, then quickly remembered something: "Demon God's remnants?"

He remembered that the people of the Alchemist family said that they had sealed the remnants of the demon, but it was difficult to deal with.

That's why I wanted Yaoyao to help notify the immortal.

In fact, it is just to deceive Qixing and highlight that Qixing is unable to control everything in Liyue.

Grandma Ping nodded and said, "Yes, the remnants of the demon trapped by the alchemist family have not been dealt with yet. Since you two are free, why not go there?"