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Chapter 201
The Moon-Chasing Festival is drawing to a close.
The strong festive atmosphere of Liyue Harbor is also becoming calmer.
After spending a wonderful holiday with Mu Yang, Ying received a letter from the Coral Palace Xinhai.
Then she said goodbye to Mu Yang and sailed with Beidou and Xinyan to Inazuma.
After parting with Ying, Mu Yang went to Aozang Mountain.
The immortals had been waiting there for a long time.
After the lively gathering, Mu Yang returned to Chenyu Valley.
Lingyuan never celebrated these festivals.
To her, these human festivals were meaningless.
She would remember the Toulong Ceremony only because it was a festival hosted by Fu Jin.
She would remember the Sea Lantern Festival only because Mu Yang...
But now it was different. She obviously liked this Moon-Chasing Festival very much.
To be more specific, she liked the snacks that Mu Yang had just made.
Mu Yang had just returned to the small house in Yilong Port when Lingyuan arrived right after him.
Mu Yang thought there was an emergency and he needed to solve it.
As a result, Ling Yuan opened her mouth and said, "Mooncakes, are there any more?"
Mu Yang was a little amused, "You finished them so quickly? Do you want me to teach you how to make them?"
He gave Ling Yuan a lot.
Ling Yuan shook her head, "You make them delicious."
She never beats around the bush.
If it's about making tea, Fu Jin might come out to compete.
Just talking about cooking skills, Mu Yang is the undisputed number one among the few.
Mu Yang told her, "Even if you praise me so much, I can't make it tonight."
"Then I'll come to get it in a few days."
Ling Yuan left Mu Yang's house and returned to the mountains.
Mu Yang smiled and shook his head.
The Moon Festival event has ended, and Mu Yang can finally take some time to count his gains.
He called up the system panel and gained a lot of popularity points.
The number of draws obtained by consuming popularity points at the beginning of the event is, as Mu Yang thought, low investment and high return.
If anyone uses those 20 draws to draw the character they want, Mu Yang's popularity will definitely increase.
This is a sure win business.
As for the memory fragment at the end of the event, it is also one of Mu Yang's plans.
It has been with the players for a long time now.
During this time, they have lived a comfortable life and always felt full of security.
So, it's time to plant the seeds.
People believe in what they see.
So, instead of Mu Yang saying it himself.
It's better to let them see it for themselves, analyze it for themselves, and finally convince themselves.
Mu Yang flipped through the forum of Parallel Blue Star. Obviously, there are many people who convince themselves.
He looked at two of the hottest ones.
One is the inference about [? ? ? ] picked up in the snow mountain.
Mu Yang himself didn't know what this thing was.
The more he looked at it, the more mysterious it became, and in the end he even began to think that the player's inference made sense.
Could it really be related to him?
"It seems that we need to find an opportunity to investigate the origin of this setting."
Another hot topic is the handwriting "Memories of the Sinking Jade" which has exceeded 20 million views.
This is a plot inferred by an artist based on the exit of the statue in the "Yujingtai Asking Sword" event.
After reading this handwriting, it is not an exaggeration to say that Mu Yang is a great prophet.
It depicts the way Mu Yang and his friends get along with each other on a daily basis, and then it is the knife...
However, the artist has never seen the transformation of Fu Jin and Ling Yuan, so there is a gap in the image.
They don't know the real reason for the exit, but just mention it in passing.
Even so, this handwriting is still a good work.
Especially after the players determined that Mu Yang would have a knife later, the popularity soared.
The system couldn't help but say, "To be honest, this system really didn't expect you to accumulate popularity at such a fast speed."
"However, you really didn't forget your original intention and still insisted on the original plan of the knife man."
Mu Yang: "Tong, stop talking nonsense, and invest all your efforts to improve your strength."
The system obeyed and did as it was told.
Mu Yang entered a meditative state and didn't feel much improvement.
It really fulfilled the old saying in the world of immortal cultivation, that every step behind is as difficult as ascending to heaven.
In the next few days, Mu Yang made mooncakes for Slowpoke.
Looking at the full house, "This should be enough to eat for a while."
After settling Lingyuan, Mu Yang began to prepare for his next move.
According to the version arrangement of the original god, 2.2 is the rice wife activity.
Ying will learn from the son that "the scattered soldiers ran away with the heart of God".
And the 2.3 version is Mondstadt, the story about Albedo.
It was not until the eve of the 2.4 Lantern Festival that the plot returned to Liyue.
Mu Yang would not wait idly, after all, in the 2.4 version, his apprentice Shen He would be
He wants to organize a grand event before the Lantern Festival.
Let Lingyuan show up as well.
After all, the barefoot Yaojun in plain white dress has already appeared.
It's time to meet the plump queen with big blue waves.
The purpose of this event is not only to gain popularity, but also to give Shen He, who has entered the world, a sense of belonging.
In the future, you don't have to work in Wanmin Hall, you can work directly for the master!
Mu Yang's professionalism is really beyond words, Tongzi was moved to tears.
"Ayang, you are thinking about popularity again, can you take a break?"
Muyang: "Come on, be normal."
The system returned to normal, "This activity is a very good idea, it makes this system rotate, but can you really invite the wind god?"
"The words about your dragon slaying are still circulating in Mondstadt."
Muyang smiled, "It is more difficult to invite Ying, after all, she is the thunder and lightning general of Inazuma."
"And Wendy is just a bard who loves to drink."
The wind rises.
Wendy, leaning against the tree, took out the harp and gently plucked the strings.
The corners of her mouth could no longer be suppressed.
"I always feel like there should be free good wine to drink, hey."