Genshin Impact, I'm Slime

Chapter 209 Fenghuoyan

After explaining the invitation to immortals at Beiguo Bank and Ying, and waiting for the blond girl to take Paimeng to leave for Jueyunjian, Dadalia then wandered towards Heyu Teahouse.

Things were going according to plan, and even the matter of helping Zhongli pay the money was not so uncomfortable anymore.

Dadalia floated briskly over the buildings with carved beams and painted buildings, squeezed through the crowded market, and stepped onto the second floor of Heyu Teahouse.

He saw Zhongli drinking tea alone by the window at a glance. There was no storyteller in Heyu Teahouse today, but instead invited a troupe to sing along.

The young people in Zhidong Kingdom really don't know anything about Liyue opera culture, but as long as they are individuals, they will think that the girl in front of the dressing table who is facing the mirror with hairpins is as beautiful as a fairy.

However, the cozy and comfortable atmosphere in the teahouse was a bit messy, probably because of the battle in Yujingtai just now, Qixing had already sent people to search this ordinary teahouse.

Because of the blockade of Qixing's news, these tea drinkers still don't know what happened on Yujing Terrace. They just feel that the weather in Liyue is not normal today, and it seems that a strange fire cloud appeared in the morning.

"Mr. Zhongli, how about some tea?"

During this period of time in Liyue, Dadalia has learned the way of Liyue people to say hello.

That is knowingly asking.

Ask if you have eaten in a restaurant, ask if you are drinking tea in a teahouse, ask if you are shopping when shopping, ask if you are in the toilet...

Oh, this is not a random question.

Every time he sees Zhongli, Dadalia's stupid hair will twitch suddenly, while he himself is smiling like a docile fox, Zhongli blinks his eyes slowly, but his mind is thinking about other things. things.

Dadalia, who usually came to pay the bill at night, came so early today, he should have persuaded a certain traveler to set off to invite immortals in the End of Clouds.

The executive officer of the Winter Kingdom seems to have a natural affection for him, completely unaware that he is also in Zhongli's plan, but seeing Dadalia's high-spirited look, Zhongli put down the teacup and waited for Dada If Leah found out that she was kept in the dark, she might die of anger.

Zhongli nodded, staring at Dadalia sitting in front of him with golden pupils: "I'm in a hurry, let's talk later."

After finishing speaking, Mr. Zhongli directly dropped Dadalia who hadn't reacted yet, walked down the stairs of the teahouse in a few steps, and rushed towards Shengtang.

"Ok?"

Dadalia looked at Zhongli's back in doubt, and subconsciously looked at the tea table.

A cracked teacup, in order to avoid being discovered, the cracked side was turned towards him by Zhongli in a disguised way.

"Mr. Zhongli..."

Dadalia showed a gentle smile, and he tried his best to get close to this mysterious Mr. Zhongli, pay the bills, eat with him, listen to books with him, and go to work with Zhongli at Xiangshengtang... Several times he was almost kicked out by that weird Walnut hall master, but Mr. Zhongli would still defend Dadalia.

Zhongli left in such a hurry, is there a problem with the plan?
Thinking about it, Dadalia picked up the teacup on the table, shaking the unfinished tea in the bowl, the orange-yellow hair on his head shook, and lazily stuck to the top of his head.

The orange-haired youth picked up Zhongli's teacup, put it to his mouth, and took a sip.

There is still the sweet taste in Zhongli's mouth on the porcelain side of the teacup.

When Zhongli returned from the Heyu Teahouse to the front hall of the Tomorrow Hall, there were already several sheets of rice paper scattered on the floor, and the escaped Hallmaster Hu was sitting in front of the table for a rare occasion, not running around the room, and beside him lay a The green-clothed youth in the wine bowl kept exclaiming.

However, Zhong Li was not pleased, instead he felt a dull pain in his head.

Because obviously, what makes Wendy full of praise is not a good thing on the level of universal reason, and Walnut is not a serious writer on the level of universal reason.

There was also the boy staring at his dragon head sculpture and giggling, which made Zhongli feel that he shouldn't be let out at that time.

As one of the Seven Gods, Wendy is full of unscrupulous talents. Wendy knows all kinds of writing methods in Teyvat Continent, and because of her "close relationship" with the God of Rock, she is quite handy with Liyue's pen, ink, paper and inkstone.

In short, in Zhongli's view, Wendy's appearance of holding a wine bowl in one hand and swaying a brush in the other hand can already earn a lot of money in Liyue Port, not to mention that this hand is almost entirely written in the Yanshen style. No matter what kind of antique shop, Zhongli will be puzzled, when did he write these things.

In the Liyue market, among the existing emperor's ink treasures, the largest number and the most fake ones are probably all made by Wendy from the neighboring country.

But fortunately, this guy still has his senses, and he didn't deliberately imitate the ordinary bard's vest on his body. It's just that Zhongli himself taught walnut to write since childhood, and the strokes and movements of walnut symbols are also the same. Hu Tao's eyes lit up and he clicked his tongue in admiration: "It's amazing, Mr. Zhongli was the last one who wrote with such an imperial style."

"Good talk, good talk."

Wendy laughed and drank the little wine left at the bottom of the bowl in one gulp, then turned to Zhongli and waved the brush in his hand: "You came just in time!"

Ink splashed to Famasi's feet. Zhongli had no idea that this guy would come to Liyue, so he walked over to say hello. Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of Hu Tao's manuscript paper, which was shocking: "The Tangshengtang provides the most considerate emperor's coffin-carrying service." !"

Seeing Zhongli's gaze, Wendy opened her eyes wide, obediently hid behind Farmas, and smiled flatteringly.

This expression Zhong Li is really familiar with by heart, as a mature rock king, he will never be fooled easily.So he only raised his eyes slightly, glanced over lightly, and burned incense on his face calmly.

"Mr. Zhongli! These two guests say they are your friends!"

Hu Tao jumped up from the table, as if he didn't see the silence between the three of them, with a big smile on his face, he stood in front of Zhongli.

Wendy recalled the previous experience of being chased back to Mond by Zhongli, hiding behind Famas, looking at the chaotic Hall of Past Death, she wronged Baba and argued: "Look, aren't you also a member of Hall of Past Death now? But I’m helping you make plans to attract business.”

The crisp voice stopped abruptly, Famas stopped him, and the fire element began to fill the air, and the red-clothed boy stared at Zhongli who was wearing a black rock gown with piercing eyes.

Maybe he didn't need to wait until Zhongli's God's Heart was taken away before he would fight Zhongli.

"My main business at the Pastoral Hall is fairy funerals, not ordinary people."

Rao is Lord Yan, but he has to admit that the incarnation of Fengshen is really deceptive. The young poet can play the oldest ballad in the world, and his eyes are telling the true and false emotions of Fengshen, and they are drooping now. Seen from under the crow-feather eyelashes, reflecting the sunlight, it looks like the water surface of Luhua Pool.

Zhongli sighed deeply, the rock element boiled in the veins, suppressing the restless fire element beside Famas, raised his chin slightly, and took the lead to walk to the second floor of the Xiangsheng Hall.

"follow me."

"Master Hu, pour tea."

(End of this chapter)