Grandma Ping said so.

At this moment, Ying, who had cleaned up the spiders, also stood up.

The three of them looked at this piece of paradise hidden in the teapot together...

"It's... so big, and there are many layers..." Paimon opened his mouth wide, as if he could stuff a quail egg in his mouth: "It's amazing that there is such a big thing in a teapot..."

"Indeed, it would be very convenient if I could live here..." Ying also muttered.

"Look for it quickly, get the bell quickly, there are still things waiting for us to do." After Jia Changjiang urged, he walked forward first.

"Okay, okay, Jia Changjiang, why are you so anxious..." Ying followed behind Jia Changjiang in a murmur, and Paimeng also hurriedly followed.

Paimon, whose combat power is only one-fifth of the wild boar, is too dangerous in this place. If he is caught by a spider again, he doesn't know if he can be rescued...

But Paimon still asked curiously: "Speaking of which, with the Dichen Bell and such a miraculous teapot, is this mother-in-law also a fairy?"

"It's very possible...but why would the immortal sell tea at Yujing Terrace?" Ying also looked curious: "And I always feel that Grandma Ping is kind and amiable..."

"If you don't enter the teapot, will you know that this mother-in-law is a fairy?" Jia Changjiang said: "I have already said it before, the great hermit lives in the city..."

After cleaning up the spiders in the pot and some slimes with condensed elements, Jia Changjiang and Ying finally found the dust-cleaning bell.

"Found it? The young man's hands and feet are sharp, and he got it in a while. Let me see how to let you out..."

Soon, the few people who got the dust bell were sent out of the teapot by a force.

"Grandma, are you a fairy?" Ying asked in surprise, "Or are you from the Liyue Seven Stars?"

"Hehehe..." Grandma Ping smiled: "Liyue Seven Stars... those children haven't needed help for a long time."

"Grandma, you just gave us the cleaning bell, why don't you ask us what we are going to do?" Paimon asked curiously.

"Throughout the ages, I don't know how many immortals have left Liyue Port, but no matter which time... it is according to the rules to do the ceremony of sending the immortals decently first, and then arrange the following things." Grandma Ping shook her head: " But now they keep yelling to catch the murderer, delaying the delivery of the fairy ceremony, this is putting the cart before the horse."

Grandma Ping sighed: "Now, maybe some old friend can't see it and come out to preside over the overall situation... I don't know which old friend it is..."

"Okay, now that you've got everything, let's go back and do things, but don't delay." Grandma Ping said kindly: "Help me give a message to the person who sent you..."

"If you're free, you can come over for a drink of tea. My wife, I don't have much property, but I still have a teapot."

"Then...grandma." Ying asked, "Can I come over for tea usually?"

Ying felt that Grandma Ping in front of her was very kind, and she felt very comfortable by her side...

"Hahaha...of course."

Grandma Ping was taken aback when she heard Ying's words: "If you have time, come."

"It's also good to sit here and accompany me to enjoy the flowers, drink tea, and look at the surrounding scenery."

Chapter 178 The Flame That Is Almost Uncontrollable

On the way to find Zhongli at the meeting place, Paimeng said again: "Mr. Zhongli is also a fairy, right?"

"Who knows..."

Jia Changjiang deviated from the topic.

"I always feel that we met a lot of immortals along the way."

Ying said: "Didn't you say that there are immortals, and you will never see them once in your life..."

Muttering like this, several people also arrived at the meeting place where Xian Dianyi was going to be sent off.

At this moment, Zhongli is preparing there, and many people are busy.

"Zhongli!" Ying ran over quietly, suddenly called Zhongli, and patted him on the shoulder from behind.Want to scare Zhongli.

But Zhongli seemed to have expected it long ago, and was not frightened by Ying's sudden appearance.

"What, it's boring..."

"You borrowed the bell, let me see..."

Zhong Li looked at the dust-cleaning bell they got, and nodded: "Well, it's well kept..."

"By the way, mother-in-law asked us to bring you a message!" Paimon imitated Grandma Ping's tone and said, "If you have time, you can come over for tea. I don't have much money, old lady, but I still have a teapot of."

"Hehehe..." Zhongli laughed because of Paimeng's tone: "You don't suit this kind of tone, but... her teapot is really good for making tea."

Zhong Li said: "When the time is right, I will naturally bring good tea to meet her."

"Then next, we're going to buy... the kite used by Xian Dianyi."

Zhongli took Jia Changjiang and Ying to the kite-making toy shop together. After praising the boss for the kite that represents the seven gods...

"I'll take these ordered goods, and the balance..."

Zhongli pondered for a while and looked at Ying, who also covered her wallet vigilantly.

At this moment, the young master suddenly appeared: "If you have the remaining balance, I will pay it."

The appearance of the son, not only did not reassure Ying, but made Ying even more vigilant: "Are you ambushing me across the road?!"

"Haha, I just happened to pass by." The young master laughed twice: "Mr. Zhongli is still the same. When paying or asking someone to pay, he never looks at the price."

"He actually understands the value of things and the suffering in the world, but he doesn't seem to understand that [poor] is a situation that appears to him..."

The young master said: "In other words, he can't imagine himself without money."

After hearing what the young master said, Pai Meng finally couldn't help it: "It's really amazing, why hasn't this kind of person died of starvation..."

"Mr. Young Master is still so joking, okay." Zhong Li looked at Ying and Jia Changjiang: "We still need to do other things..."

"and many more."

The young master stopped the few people who were about to leave, and threw Ying a heavy purse: "I shouldn't have said anything, right? You should do the bargaining yourself, and don't let Zhongli interfere."

"As for the rest of the money, it belongs to you."

"...Hmph, although you are a fool, but for the sake of the wallet, I won't do anything to you for the time being..."

Yingmei muttered.

The young master laughed: "Then I have to thank you."

Afterwards, when the Young Master looked at the backs of several people leaving, he shook his head: "It seems that I missed some interesting information, please show up at a suitable time next time..."

When they went to the pier to find someone, Jia Changjiang and Ying also had a little exchange on the way.

"Jia Changjiang, what do you think of that young master?" Ying murmured, "I always feel that that young master is not a good person... He definitely came here to eavesdrop on us just now..."

"I don't care, but he is a fool, whether it is good or bad, for us, he is now a member of the enemy camp..." Jia Changjiang said: "As an executive officer, he is loyal to the ice. Empress, and the purpose of the Ice Empress is not even clear to Wendy... So now you still have to be vigilant against Young Master, that's fine."

"Yes!" Ying nodded approvingly, and then hurriedly pulled away Zhongli, who was about to charge a high price to the porter at the dock, and then went up to negotiate the price in person.

The young master said, the rest of the money belongs to himself...

So Ying is going to negotiate the price in person!

After a period of fighting wits with the dock workers, Ying finally talked to a few porters at a very low price...

As long as the name of Emperor Yanwang's Sending Xiandianyi is exposed, many porters are willing to do their part at a low price, which makes Ying feel that the title of Emperor Yanwang is really very useful...

In this aspect, the Liyue people are somewhat like the Mond people.

Although one side aspires to freedom and the other side follows the contract, they all have one thing in common.

No matter how they express it on a daily basis, they always retain a reverence and love for their god.

After being busy for a long time, Ying finally left a lot of Mora for herself, and then happened to bump into the young master.

"How is it? There is a lot of money left." The young master smiled: "Those who work for fools will not suffer."

"Hmph, this kind of rare food... when will you pay the next payment?" Paimon muttered.

"Ha, if you can tell me something." The young master smiled: "The vault of Beiguo Bank can also be opened to you for half an hour."

"You have a good idea!" Ying stared at the young master: "Don't think that I don't know what your plan is! I will never reveal anything!"

"Huh? Traveler, do you know what the young master wants?" Paimon looked curious.

"Mond, ma'am..."

Jia Changjiang reminded Paimon.

"Hmph..." The young master was a little unhappy when he heard the lady's name.

This woman made it difficult for him to even get news.

During a period of silence, the son and Jia Changjiang met, and there was a faint confrontation between the three.

Then...Jia Changjiang started directly.

The fist swung directly towards the young master's throat, but was parried away by the young master.

"Huh?" Zhong Li came over: "What's wrong with you?"

Zhong Li looked at Jia Changjiang who shot and the son who was holding Jia Changjiang's hand.

And Jia Changjiang and the young master also withdrew with some tacit understanding.

"It's nothing, I just think that this Jia Changjiang is pretty good." The young master smiled and slapped haha ​​to get the matter out of the way.

"Same." Jia Changjiang also showed a smile: "It's just following the atmosphere and punching him casually."

"Then we will go to Bubulu to buy the incense of immortality needed to send the fairy ceremony." Zhong Li looked at Jia Changjiang and the young master, and said with his hands behind his back: "Now is the preparation period, and it is not suitable for discussion."

"Let's go to Bubulu."

Chapter 179 Qiqi and Coconut Sheep

"no problem."

Jia Changjiang stretched his wrist: "Bubulu, right? Let's go now..."

"Mr. Young Master, shall we compete next time?" Jia Changjiang looked at Young Master.

"Of course there is no problem." Young Master raised his hands: "We will discuss each other next time."

"Next time, maybe the one who makes the first move...is me."

The young master said so, watching several people leave and head towards the direction of Bubulu.

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