Genshin Impact, I'm Slime

Chapter 344 Fake and inferior balm, it hurts people a lot!
The sky was twilight, almost Buddha dawn.

Jinglun wind banners on Yujing Terrace trembled sadly in the rain curtain, fallen leaves mixed with dead branches slapped on the door panel of Chihuyan's shop, and the strong wind passed through the street, making a frightening whine.

Only in the dark brown shop in the corner of Feiyunpo, the downpour could not extinguish the faint bamboo fragrance mixed in the moist air, and the smell of burning incense candles drifted upwards along the cornices.

In the bamboo cage hanging from the eaves, the finch was chirping, completely unaffected by the so-called coercion of the demon god.

The rubble and tiles swept by the gust of wind smashed towards this humble shop, but they seemed to have encountered some kind of insurmountable barrier. They stopped abruptly when they approached the entrance of the hall, and then fell to the ground.

All this stems from the person sitting opposite the window on the second floor of the hall, Zhong Li.

Mr. Zhong held up the teacup on the table with both hands, pursed his mouth and blew away the foam floating on the water, and tasted it lightly.

Qiaoyingzhuang's top-quality Buxus tea leaves are paired with the sweet-scented osmanthus cake that Walnut bought from Wanmintang yesterday.

Life should be so leisurely and comfortable.

The entire rock port was hit by a tsunami-like attack, all the exquisitely constructed buildings were shaking endlessly, and the sound of shouting and killing came from the port, but Zhongli, who was the god of rock, was sitting in the Hall of Rebirth, sipping tea and eating cakes calmly.

Those golden amber-like eyes are like an ancient well without waves like a thousand-foot deep pool, as if the demon god's reappearance of this earth-shattering event is just an occasional ripple on the calm pool.

When Liyue Port was in a catastrophe, it became the emperor's most leisure time.

However, just when Zhongli was experiencing the beauty and tranquility in life, bursts of strange neon flowers suddenly poured into his nostrils, causing Zhongli to cover his face and cough lightly.

The hall of death is lingering with the aroma of sandalwood and the burnt smell of burning paper all day long.

The craft of making sandalwood is handed down from the generation of the ancestors of the Hall of Death, and it is a secret recipe passed down by word of mouth from the hall masters of the past dynasties.

Even Zhongli, who is a guest official, does not know its formula and production process.

When Hu Tao was young, he would hold the table and watch the old Hall Master Hu making incense. Whenever at this time, the old hall master was afraid that she would knock over the incense cup, so he would always drive her to play elsewhere, saying that he would wait for her to grow up a bit , and pass this craft on to her.

But before Hu Tao grew up and formally took over the business of Past Life Hall, Hall Master Hu passed away because his lifespan was exhausted.

Naturally, the craft of making incense was also lost, but with the help of Zhong Li, Hu Tao insisted on trying the ratio of various spices over and over again, and restored the long-lasting sandalwood incense that lingered in Xiangshengtang.

It's just that in the originally gloomy sandalwood, there is a little more ethereal plum blossom.

Logically speaking, there should be no scent of neon clothes in the hall, let alone this moment when the rain is about to come.

Zhong Li frowned, his nostrils fluttered, and suddenly he smelled something incredible, his golden pupils shrank suddenly, and just as he was about to get up, a petite figure bumped into his arms.

The girl's white arms were wrapped around Zhongli's neck, and her red face was buried in the man's neck.

Due to the obstruction of the seat, Zhong Li had no choice but to hug the little girl's waist with one hand, like holding a kitten clinging to a tree and unwilling to come down.

"Master Hu?"

Zhong Li's surprised voice sounded, he lowered his head to see the face of the other party clearly, but saw a large snow-white area.

At this time, Hu Tao was only wearing a bellyband embroidered with plum blossoms, and the tie rope on the back waist had long been loosened, only the red rope around the neck was barely supported.

The girl hugged Zhongli tightly, as if she wanted to rub herself into the other person's body, her fair and delicate thighs straddled Zhongli's waist contentedly, her toes painted in black Kodan slightly opened.

At this moment, Dijun was completely shocked by Hu Tao's abnormal behavior. He just wanted to stand up on the chair, but he was afraid that the hot tea would scald her, so he obediently stepped back on the wooden chair.

"Walnut, wake up!"

Zhong Li struggled to pull the girl's arm away, raised his hand to pinch Hu Tao's cheek to prevent her from kissing him suddenly, then hurriedly grabbed the little girl's ankle, and moved away the legs that were wrapped around him.

"Mr. Zhongli...I'm so hot..."

In the chaos, Hu Tao kicked over the wooden table on which the teacup was placed, and the scalding hot tea was poured towards the unaware girl. Zhong Li had to turn around with Hu Tao in his arms, blocking the steaming teacup with his arm.

"Crack!"

The antique teacup bought from Xiguju fell to pieces, and the pain in his arm seemed to finally remind Zhong Li of his identity as a god. The black rock-colored divine power surged out and spread around like ripples, shaking the walls, The calligraphy and painting on the bookshelf fell to the ground.

When the dust settled, the flushed Hu Tao also fainted in Zhongli's arms.

The originally tidy room was already a mess, and the only thing that could be said to be complete was the chair Zhong Li was sitting on, and the walnut that fell asleep in his arms.

Zhongli breathed a sigh of relief, and pressed his fingers on the smooth back of the walnut, using his divine power to guide the medicinal effect of the sea beast's glands in the opponent's body.

He already guessed why Walnut made such an abnormal move.

Thinking of Famas and the traveler handing him the balm, Zhongli couldn't help shaking his head while supporting his head.

But the remaining two boxes of... the special ointment were hidden in the cabinet in the room by myself, and sealed tightly with divine power?

Although Hu Tao would occasionally enter Zhongli's room without asking, and fumble here and there, but he would not randomly flip through his wardrobe and bed.

Could it be that the seal is loose?

The golden glow in Zhongli's palm gradually became stronger, and the medicinal effect mixed with light powder was proposed, and then disappeared.

Hu Tao's breathing finally calmed down, and her complexion was not as rosy as before.

Holding the sleeping Hall Master Hu in his arms, Zhong Li took off his mortal uniform robe, put it on the girl's shoulders, got up and went back to Hu Tao's boudoir.

After setting up the little girl, Zhongli paced and pondered, his eyes glanced at the broken chessboard and chess pieces on the ground, and seemed to realize something.

The seal arranged with divine power will not loosen for no reason.

Presumably, after taking out the heart of God, his strength is not as good as before, and even the divine power on the original seals has also weakened.

Although the mighty power comes from itself, the seal of the demon god arranged in the ancient times still used a lot of the power accumulated in the heart of the god.

Zhongli returned to the messy room, waved his hands to clean up the scattered objects on the ground, but looked through the row upon row of buildings in Liyue, looking at the Fulong tree near the Nantianmen and the rocky abyss in the west of Liyue.

After this battle, Liyue entered the age of humans.

In the future, the problem of the loosening of the seal will be left to Seven Star to deal with it.

Zhong Li used a broom to sweep away the broken teacups and food residues, and quietly looked at the stormy Osere outside the port.

At the same time, on the top of Tianheng Mountain to the west of Liyue, Famas with an indifferent expression looked down at the Qianyan Army who had set up traps and obstacles at the foot of the mountain.

"The whole army is in formation!"

The evil spirit surged, and the dead soldiers in the army were already ready to go.

"charge!"

(End of this chapter)