Genshin Impact, I'm Slime

Chapter 312 The Great Sage Conquering Demons, Hear the Call!
The breeze from Dihuazhou extinguished the last remaining fire in the kitchen stove of Wangshu Inn, and the busy chef Yanxiao had already returned to the back hall to rest.

The waiter and the waiter picked out the burning wick in the lantern one after another, put the benches on the ground floor on the wooden table, took out the broom and moping cloth to do the final cleaning work.

Looking from a distance, only the supper stalls were still on the ground floor of Wangshu Inn, but after a while, with the evacuation of the people, the lights of the stalls were also extinguished, only the bright moon and the Qunyu Pavilion on that day were illuminated The night at the inn.

"It's dry, be careful with candles..."

Along the curved ladder, the shopkeeper Huai'an raised the broken gong to beat the watch, and his helpless voice spread far away.

Originally, the patrolling of the Qianyan Army belonged to the patrol personnel of the Qianyan Army, and there was no need for him, the shopkeeper, to lower his figure and condescend to do it. Quan Ningguang had already transferred all the soldiers of the Qianyan Army back to Liyue Gongwei.

According to the merchants who delivered the goods in the port, Liyue Port is now monolithic, even if Dao Wife's Tianling Fengxing and Mond's West Wind Knights join forces, they cannot break in.

It's just that Huai'an is poor. While shouldering the responsibility of the shopkeeper, he is also responsible for night shift work.

It's not that he didn't think about asking the inn's buddies to do this, but without the daily patrols of the Qianyan Army, there were more monsters in the wild of Dihuazhou.

The waiters and cooks of the inn are ordinary people, it is really not a wise choice to let them deal with the monsters that may invade in the middle of the night, and the owner Phil Godet doesn't like to stay up late, the god of the mandrill dare not command him, and Jiang Xue is even more satisfied. My mind is only thinking about fishing.

Looking at the entire inn, he is really the only shopkeeper who can do this.

After the broken gong was sounded again, Huai'an had come to the platform under the inn, lit the ever-burning lanterns to welcome guests, hooked them up with long poles, and hung them under the eaves of the inn's facade, reminding travelers returning late at night that this is a place to rest.

It is rumored that the ever-burning lanterns at Wangshu Inn can keep burning for thousands of years. Countless wealthy Liyue merchants have offered to acquire the technology for making ever-burning lanterns.

But Huai'an knew well that the way of making this kind of lantern had long been lost, and the two lanterns hanging on the gate of the inn today were both ancient products from when Liyue was still called Guiliji.

After inspecting all beards and tails, there was nothing abnormal.

Just as Huaian was returning to the top floor of the inn by the water wheel elevator, he was keenly aware of the strange elemental fluctuations in the room on the top floor of the inn. He was about to check it out, but he never thought of bumping into the mandrill looking at the moonlight on the viewing platform.

Mandrill, who was seriously thinking about Zhongli's identity, heard the footsteps behind him, and his unrelenting vigilance for thousands of years led to the murderous aura that soared, and it poured out accompanied by the clang of Puyuan, causing the surrounding temperature to seem to be cold down.

"Who?"

"Shangxian, it's me, Huai'an!"

A familiar voice came, and the harsh aura on Mandrill's body suddenly died down. With the disappearance of the invincible spear, it turned into a burst of brilliant golden light and dissipated in the soft night wind of Liyue.

"The Wangshu Inn is so lively today, only you, Shangxian, can have a moment of peace."

Under the gaze of his gilt golden eyes, Huai'an showed his signature smile as a shopkeeper.

However, Mandrill still remained silent, staring coldly at the smiling middle-aged man.

"Just now I sensed that there seemed to be abnormal elemental fluctuations in the guest room, so I wanted to explore it."

"Now it seems that I am worrying too much."

Huai An was not annoyed at seeing the young immortal with a cold face. He knew Mandrill's temperament was like this, so he explained the cause and effect clearly in a few words, and went back to the second floor of the inn to rest with a gong.

When the lights in Huai'an's room were turned off, the entire inn fell into complete silence.

However, the guest room belonging to Zhongli still had a faint fire.

At this moment, Zhong Li had already taken off the Xuanyan long gown that he wears every day, and replaced it with a white inner lining for bedtime.

The tips of her hair, which gradually changed from black to Danxia orange, still carried a little bit of moisture, as if she had just been washed and bathed. The light red at the corners of her eyes was more vivid, but her slightly wrinkled brows had a unique temperament of calmness and prestige.

"Swish..."

On the right side of Mr. Ke Qing is the pen stand and inkstone. The jade finger on the thumb has been removed, and he is holding the brush to write and draw on the light yellow paper in front of him.

"I have noticed that Wuwangpo's ghosts and ghosts have changed a lot recently. I hope that Qixing will be afraid, and the soldiers will defend themselves, so that Liyue can keep its prosperity as before."

Zhongli's handwriting is warm but slightly sharp at the hidden front, like a sharp knife slicing, and there is a schematic diagram of defense from Wuwangpo to Guiliyuan attached to the letter, which accurately marks the storage locations of various ordnance and the best ambush location , and even intimately estimated the scale and strength of the invading enemy.

But as it was written, Zhong Li's meticulously sketching pen tip suddenly stopped, and with his divine power, he crossed out the word "sneaky" and replaced it with "Heroic Spirit of Earth Vein". After deliberating for a long time, he raised his hand and tore off the map on the upper half of the paper , leaving only the words of warning.

This is the message he is going to convey to Qixing.

Just like inviting immortals every year, the emperor issued an oracle to guide the residents of Liyue in the next year's business development route and avoid possible risks.

It's just like how Morax swept the world thousands of years ago, resisting monsters and floods...

As a rock god, Zhongli has long been used to paving the way for Liyue to move forward. Even when he decides to let Liyue go forward alone, he still has a feeling of worrying about gains and losses.

Can the Seven Stars and Qianyan Army face the simultaneous attacks of the war lord Famas and the vortex demon Oser alone?
Is Liyue really ready for the age of humans?
Zhongli was silent for a long time, and decided to make one last thought for Liyue, to put an end to the thousand-year contract.

He wrote on the bottom of the remaining note that it belonged exclusively to Yasha.

On the bright side, the Emperor Yanwang has passed away, and he is just an ordinary guest of the past life hall. He is very light-hearted. This note is passed through the regular channels step by step, and it may take a long time to be placed on Ningguang's table.

It will be too late.

This matter can only be entrusted to someone who is absolutely trustworthy, preferably one of the three-eyed and five-manifested immortals.

But the truth about his passing cannot be known to too many people, especially now that the conflict between the Immortal and Seven Stars has intensified, it is definitely not a wise decision to rashly let the Immortal enter Liyue Port.

After thinking about it, only the three-eyed and five-display immortal who guards Dihuazhou, the great sage who subdued the demon, can undertake the task of delivering the message.

Mandrill's duty is to guard Liyue Port, fight against monsters, and communicate more with the world. He is closer to Liyue than the ethereal Jueyunjian Immortal, and is more recognized by Seven Stars.

Borrowing his name may be the best choice.

Zhong Li still remembers the scene of the young man fighting bloody battles when he first met Mandrill.

From Zhongli's point of view, the guardian Yasha, as Liyue called him, was the loneliest child among the immortals.

Even Shen He and Qi Qi had companions to accompany them, but apart from endless nightmares and karma, all that remained was suffocating loneliness.

"If you encounter difficulties in the wilderness, when you encounter thieves on the road, in water, fire, knives and soldiers, in ghosts, gods, medicines and poisons, in evil beasts, poisonous insects, in enemies and evil people, call me by my name. Listen to the call and come to guard."

This is the oath that Mandrill made when the contract was drawn up.

Zhong Li got up slowly, folded the note slowly, and in his bright golden eyes flashed a look that belonged only to the ruler of the world, and then said abruptly:
"Drill, come see me."

In an instant, the wind outside the house blew the leaves and rustled, and the strong wind wrapped in a strong black karma blew into the room, and the biting power came over in an instant.

The wind of Xuan Qing dissipated, and the dark green youth who smelled of blood half-kneeled in front of Zhongli.

All things are impermanent, calming demons and subduing demons.

"Immortal with three eyes and five manifestations, Mandrill!"

"Heed the call!"

(End of this chapter)