Genshin Impact, I'm Slime

Chapter 270 The Emperor's Memory
When Famas and Hutao were deep in the ground veins, Zhongli and others, who obtained the immortal incense from Bubulu, had already completed the last preparation for the ceremony of sending the fairy.

"Okay, now that the immortal incense is ready, we just need to wait until the right time."

The sound of Zhongli's steady and unwavering words sounded, the sun was sinking to the west, and the sky far away from Yujing Terrace showed a Danxia color, with a layer of golden light glowing slightly on the edge.

In the world, there seemed to be only the man's eyes, shining like golden amber, shining like sparks when forging soldiers.

"Phew... it's finally over!"

Hearing Zhongli's voice, Paimon yawned listlessly.

As Ying's external vocal organ, she helped the girl say a lot along the way.

But when Ying explored alone, Paimon would hide in her backpack to rest, or hide away, euphemistically saying:
"When you're on an adventure, you just need to fight, but when you're communicating with people, Paimon will point you in the right direction at the fork in your life!"

Noticing Paimon's tired look, Ying stretched out her white palm, pulled the emergency food into her arms, and rubbed her head.

"Hey, Ying, why are you touching my head!"

"It's going to be stupid!"

Paimon shook his head, trying to get rid of Ying's touch, and kicked his short legs to slide down. Unexpectedly, his head hit two soft lumps, and his movements suddenly became stiff.

Zhongli supported his chin with his arms, and looked at the prosperous Feiyunpo in the afterglow of the setting sun with gratified eyes.

"How? Traveler, on this journey to bid farewell to the rock god..."

With a pursed smile on his face, Zhong Li was just about to say something to the girl behind him, when he turned his head, he saw Paimon with a brain pad on his head and the traveler overflowing with maternal love.

"Is there... any gain?"

Mr. Zhong's smile instantly settled on his face.

Sure enough, even the trustworthy honorary knight of Mond, the adventurer who defeated the Wind Demon Dragon, and Famas and Wendy would become somewhat unreliable after hanging out with Farmas and Wendy for a long time.

Noticing Zhongli's gaze, Ying blushed and woke up from the state of overflowing maternal love, but she couldn't think of any appropriate words in her empty head, so she could only nod hesitantly.

"In this case, let the traveler chew on the traveler's experience."

Zhongli sighed helplessly, and extended an invitation to the two of them.

"By the way, as a reward for organizing the Xiandian ceremony together, I decided to... treat guests."

"dinner!!?"

Hearing the familiar key words, squinting and lying in Ying's arms to enjoy, Paimeng suddenly opened his eyes, excitedly wanting to break free from Ying's arms, and then retracted resentfully: "It won't be your treat again." , shall we pay?"

"Huh? Oh, don't worry."

Zhongli frowned suspiciously, and after seeing Paimeng's swollen face, he made a clear promise: "Tonight, the three bowls that were praised at the pier will not be in Hong Kong, so we'll see you there."

"This time, I will remember to bring money."

Under the feet of the three of them, the brilliance of the setting sun sprinkled in Liyue Harbor. The ships returning to the port were full of wine barrels and goods. You could see bare-chested sailors leaning on the side of the boat and chatting. There were quite a few fishers, but they all collected their nets and rushed back. Some returned to the port by boat, and some went to unknown villages.

Paimeng was still doubting the authenticity of Zhongli's words, but the person concerned had already waved his sleeves and walked towards Fei Yunpo with his hands behind his back.

"I'm going back to Xiangshengtang to withdraw money, see you tonight."

After saying a word, Zhongli quickly disappeared, leaving behind Paimeng and Ying who were looking at each other.

"Ying, let's go to the wild to complete the commission from the Adventurers Association!"

Paimon flew over and hugged the girl in the white dress, rubbing his head against Ying's neck, while Ying stretched out her hand to hug her back, rubbing her nose against the top of little Paimon's head.

Occasionally, Ying also felt that Paimeng was really delicious, and traveling with her would cost a huge amount of food expenses.

In the free city of Mond, besides the entrustment of the Adventurers Association, Ying can still rely on the support of Master Di Luke and the Zephyr Knights to make a living, but now it is Liyue...

The girl shook the only Mora left in her pocket, and sighed slightly.

If she doesn't make more money, she will really become what Farmas calls a "dirt-eating girl".

Determined to make money, Ying pulled out her dagger from behind, took Paimon's little hand, and rushed towards Guiliyuan.

Besides, back to Zhongli in the Hall of Rebirth, there are tables and chairs at the end of the alley next to Feiyunpo, and several gray-bearded old men are playing chess. When they saw Zhongli passing by, they greeted him very familiarly.

The young and elegant Zhong Li Dan looked out of place in it, but that kind of temperament blended into this peaceful and comfortable atmosphere very naturally.

As he walked, Zhongli's footsteps gradually stopped. He familiarly picked up the tea kettle under the tea table, poured himself a cup of hot tea, moved a wooden chair to sit down, watched the old men play chess, and drank slowly. Tea, and an occasional interjection.

Cheerful air swam in from the other side of the wall, and one could hear the cries of the little sugar sellers and the creaking of bamboo toys.

Evening is the busiest time of Liyue Wharf and the most leisurely time in the market.

Zhong Li, who was holding tea, could hear the faint chirping of walnuts.

Few people know that the gods can hear the people's prayers for the statues. For example, Chang Jiuye, who lives in Qingce Village, would say in his heart every day: "Lord Yan blesses this book to be a big hit." Ms. Dijun's chef Keqing, every time she encounters difficult things, she will think: "If it is Dijun, how would I deal with it?"

But Zhongli only occasionally listened to the wishes of the people. If everything depended on the gods, Liyue would not be able to achieve the current grand occasion.

After deciding to retire, Zhongli seldom used the authority of the gods.

It may be because he has seen many big scenes with his grandfather and Zhongli since he was a child. Hu Tao has never had much fear of the legendary characters. Zhongli, who was sipping tea, happened to see the picture of Hu Tao praying in front of the statue a long time ago. :

"Lord Yan blesses the business of Xiangsheng Hall to be better this month, and I still have a guest to support."

After a while, Hu Tao in front of the statue said silently again: "Lord Yan bless Mr. Zhongli to bring Mo La again."

Hearing Hu Tao's prayer, Zhong Li almost spit out the tea in his mouth.

Sure enough, it was time for me to retire.

The emperor, who was immersed in the comfortable time, was bored and lazily flipping through the prayers of the residents of Liyue, allowing time to slip by under his nose.

It wasn't until the old men at the chess stand dropped their last piece that dusk had risen from the sea level of Liyue, and Zhongli, who was immersed in the wishes of the people, realized that he seemed to have forgotten something important.

"Hmm... you want to treat the traveler to dinner?"

Thinking of what to do, under the urging of the owner of the chess stall, Zhongli got up unsteadily, and walked towards the three bowls on the Tiger Rock.

After Zhong Li left, a young man with orange hair appeared from the shadow of the alley, his whale-blue eyes shone, and there was a smile on his handsome face as expected.

"Mr. Zhongli, you can't invite people to dinner without Mo La..."

(End of this chapter)