Inquirer of Teyvat

Chapter 53 Fate is the Ultimate Knowledge

The next day,

Wang Daoyi woke up in the guest room of Wanmin Hall. Yesterday he underestimated Master Mao. Although he was put down, Wang Daoyi was also told a lot. Finally, he accompanied Xiangling to carry Master Mao back to the room. Manmintang fell asleep.

"Brother Daoyi, get up, hurry up and have breakfast!"

Xiangling was still the first to get up, and still made breakfast.

"Lu~"

With rice crust on the side, he sneakily reached out to the steamed stuffed bun on the table.

Master Mao hadn't woken up yet, and had breakfast with Xiangling. Wang Daoyi went back to the teahouse at the pier. He remembered the chance meeting with Zhongli yesterday, and Zhongli asked Wang Daoyi to go to the Hall of Death to find him.

Back in the tea room, I washed up and dressed up, washed away the smell of drunkenness, and I was a handsome young man again.

Bringing a bottle of cider from an unknown wind god, and some gifts that Wang Daoyi was going to give to the officials of the Hall of Rebirth, Wang Daoyi went to the Hall of Rebirth.

Although it was still early in the morning, the Pastoral Hall opened its doors early. In the past, the Pastoral Hall was not only a funeral industry, but also Liyue's department for dealing with plagues and diseases. It was only later that there were more and more medical clinics, and the Pastoral Hall was gradually only responsible for funerals.

Although he is no longer in charge of plague and disease, the habit of opening the medical center early has been maintained by Xiangshengtang.

When we came to the Hall of Rebirth, an unknown lady of the ceremony was already at the door.

"Yo, little brother Dao is here, are you looking for the Hall Master or Keqing Zhongli today?"

In view of Wang Daoyi's previous frequent visits to the Hall of Rebirth, the ceremonial officials are already familiar with him. After all, in Liyue, there are not many people who always come to the Hall of Rebirth.

For the last journey of death, the Hall of Rebirth is always in Liyue, and its status is always special. People respect this place, but they don't like it either. Keeping it at a respectful distance is the best way to express it.

Wang Daoyi is one of the rare people who likes to come and go to the Shengtang.

"Come to see Mr. Zhongli, I have some questions to ask."

Wang Daoyi replied politely, and then handed the gift in his hand to Miss Yiguan, "I just came back from Mond yesterday, this is a gift for everyone, you share a point with everyone."

"Yeah, there's still a present. Brother Dao is so kind, thank you!"

Miss Yiguan was not polite, she took the gift bag with a smile, and then pointed to the backyard, "Mr. Zhongli has already woken up and just returned to the backyard, you can go to the backyard to find him."

Nodding his head, Wang Daoyi walked towards the backyard carrying the cider.He has been to Zhongli's other courtyard many times, and there is no need for an official to lead the way.

After Wang Daoyi left, Miss Yiguan sorted the gifts from Wang Daoyi into categories, calculated the value, and registered them in the register.

As the largest and monopolistic industry in Liyue, Gushengtang has its own rules in every aspect. It does not prohibit customers from giving gifts, but the gifts will be recorded. When customers need Gushengtang, these gifts will be converted Into the corresponding price, used in the customer's ceremony.

Well, this gift can be regarded as the funeral expenses that Wang Daoyi gave to the Hall of Death in advance.

Came to Zhongli's other courtyard, knocked on the door, politeness is still required, especially for this kind of person who can't be beaten.

"come in!"

Zhongli's voice was still so indifferent, as if nothing in the world could move him.

As soon as Wang Dao opened the door and walked into the other courtyard, Zhong Li was drinking tea in the courtyard.After Wang Dao thought about it, Zhongli really liked drinking tea. Basically, out of the ten times he saw him, he drank tea eight times.

Putting the cider in his hand on the stone table, Wang Daoyi was not polite, and sat down on the stool next to Zhongli.

"Little friend, this trip to Mond looks very fruitful!"

Zhong Li looked at the cider on the table and recognized the origin of this bottle of wine.

"Thanks to you, I didn't encounter any danger, and I encountered many interesting things."

Then he roughly told Zhong Li about the trip to Mond.

As Xiangling told Keqing, Wang Daoyi also told Zhongli the same story.

It's just that in Xiangling's story, there is no Barbatos, the god of wind.

In Wang Daoyi's story, he clearly told Zhongli that Mond's wind god has now turned into a bard named Wendy and is a drunkard in Mond's city.

"Is that alcoholic poet? It's true that I haven't seen him for many years,"

Zhong Li didn't interrupt Wang Daoyi's narration, but waited for Wang Dao to finish the story before he said something like a sigh.

"Mr. Zhongli, both Barbatos and Fengmolong once called me the patron of Morax, what's going on?"

As soon as Wang Dao asked his own question, although he knew that it must have something to do with Zhongli, but there are too many people who come into contact with Zhongli every day, so they can't all be patrons.

Zhong Li took a sip of the tea in the cup, pondered for a while, and then replied: "My little friend should have the answer to my identity too!"

"Yes, from the very beginning, I knew you were the God of Rock."

Wang Daoyi did not lie, he did know Zhongli's identity from the very beginning.

Zhongli nodded, he also knew that Wang Daoyi knew his identity, after all, the antique gift before was too abrupt.

"I lighted up your seat of fate, which is a symbol of the fate of Tevat people, so, in the eyes of Barbatos, your fate is full of my breath, and he will naturally think that you are my favor By."

Zhongli gave the answer, "Actually, you are indeed my patron, and you should have noticed that your God's Eye was also awarded to you after I intervened."

Wang Dao didn't care about the attribute of the God's Eye, anyway, it's an external magic organ, it's fine if you have it, the attribute doesn't matter.

What he cared about was a word in Zhongli's words, fate.

"Can God see through a person's fate?"

When Wang Dao asked a question, his eyes were full of desire for unknown knowledge.

However, regarding Wang Daoyi's question, Zhong Li shook his head and denied it.

"Among the seven gods, only Barbatos and I are the oldest. We can identify the general direction of a person's fate, but we still cannot see through a person's entire destiny."

"Fate is the ultimate knowledge. Perhaps only the God of Grass who has fully mastered the World Tree can grasp this knowledge!"

As soon as Wang Dao was silent, he knew what Zhongli said was true, because Zhongli never lied, at least never to people of his level.

"Then are you familiar with the God of Grass?"

"I'm familiar with the former Great Mercy Tree King, but now the Little Auspicious Grass King is in charge of the World Tree. She is a very young god, and I am not familiar with her."

Zhongli is an ancient god, while God Xiaocao is a new god. There is no connection between the two. Of course, there may be, but Zhongli did not admit it.

After all, what Zhongli said was unfamiliarity, not unfamiliarity.

After finishing this question about fate, Wang Daoyi knew that this should not be the knowledge that he can relate to now.

"Do you know the demon god of Gale?"

(End of this chapter)