Yuanshin: A big gift every week

At this time, it's time for Feng Qing to go out.

"How much money can you make?"

"This... is not a question of money or not, but that I don't have any fresh flowers..."

Facing Fengqing, Yinger's euphemistic tone and aggrieved look made me feel pity.

She really couldn't let Feng Qing go to run errands, but she didn't want to run either. Zhongli had his own integrity, so he wouldn't do such tiring work.

and so……

"Remember, you need fresh neon flowers, preferably more than ten. I don't know where to find them. I will leave these to you."

"Obey, master!!! Go find it right away!!!"

Do you still remember those servants that Fengqing hypnotized when you first came to Liyue?

It is to invite those who beat the gongs and drums on the Xiandian ceremony.

They were originally workers, but now they have become Feng Qing's servants, and they are all loyal.

Feng Qing nodded in satisfaction and said:

"Okay, very energetic! Go, if you find it, give the flowers to Miss Ying'er, you know?"

"Know!!!"

This street is deserted.

Because the voices of these people are really loud and deafening, and they are afraid that they will scare other children.

Of course, this attitude is very motivated.

Even Zhongli admired it.

After Fengqing dismissed these people, he asked Zhongli at the entrance of Chunxiang Kiln:

"The matter of making the neon flower balm has come to an end for the time being, and then? What else?"

Zhong Li folded his arms and pointed to the sky with his right hand, but he didn't hesitate.Explained to Fengqing the origin and production methods of kites, Dicheng bells, glass lilies, and immortal incense.

These materials can be found everywhere except polyester bells.

But Zhongli is sticking to making it now, and the material of each item must be the best.

Fengqing accompanied him to many places, and after paying the deposit, it was already 03:30 in the afternoon.

At the foot of the mountain leading to Yuehai Pavilion, the two were sitting in the long pavilion, admiring the carp playing in the nearby pond.

"Di Chengling is in the hands of Grandma Ping, so I won't go up. It's not the time to meet old friends, she should be nearby, maybe you have seen her before, by the way, the dragon in Yujingtai... What are you trying to do?"

Zhong Li looked at the lotus outside the gazebo and asked.

He hasn't officially retired yet, what Feng Qing has done has already rubbed his nose on his face.

In such a solemn and solemn place of Yujingtai, a foreign evil dragon unexpectedly appeared.

That is a place of sacrifice, discussion, and hub, how can a dragon be accommodated?

"Oh, I thought you didn't know, and I was trying to hide it for a few days."

Feng Qing stretched out on the bench, and then said:

"Did Mei look for you? Yesterday or today?"

The scene where Emperor Yan was assassinated could no longer be performed.

Apart from the public being unaware, some immortals and some Seven Stars know about it.

"Does this do you any good?"

Zhong Li is still looking ahead, but his peripheral vision is on Feng Qing.

"It's nothing, I just want people to burn incense and sacrifice more, with gods in their hearts, so they won't be so extreme in doing things, oh, and also, people can't forget their roots.

Zhongli was silent, and Fengqing also stopped talking.

After an unknown amount of time, Zhongli finally said:

.......ask for flowers oooo

"The future will be decided by generations of mortals, and the role of gods will be reduced to a minimum. This is the general trend and the only feasible way to fight against the laws of heaven.

"What you said is straightforward. I think apart from you and Mond, the god who can only talk about Hey, the gods of other countries should be very unwilling?"

Feng Qing thought of the God of Grass, and wondered if the Sumeru god had really died.

If at that time there is another scene where he takes Zhongli to find the Emperor Yan, it will really not be fun.

"By the way, do you know if the grass god of Sumeru has fallen?"

"At this point, no one knows whether she has fallen, but there is a legend."

"Legend? Tell me!"

As soon as he heard the word legend, Feng Qing became excited.

0 ....

In view of the principle that the legends, stories, and poems of this world have all happened in a certain corner at a certain point in time.

The legend can also be equated with the fact that there is such a thing.

Zhong Li glanced at the vigorous Feng Qing, and then slowly said:

"According to legend, since the disaster of the ancient country came, the grass and trees stopped talking. Because the god in charge of the grass and trees also died in the disaster. After that, she relied on this instrument to hunt on the earth. Entrusted by the boy From then on, what hunted was no longer beasts and birds, but monsters that flowed out from the ancient country and brought disaster and pain."

"Then?"

If this is the case, then if he takes Yingmei and the others to Sumeru, it will be dangerous.

The premise is to figure out what the monsters of disaster and pain are.

"That's all. I suggest you go to Sumeru. The scenery there is quite unique."

Zhongli did not say that Sumi has a beautiful scenery, but used the word unique, presumably there is either a swamp, an old forest, or a desert storm.

Instead, Feng Qing had a bottom line in his heart.

After resting for half a stick of incense at the Changting Pavilion, Zhong Li and Feng Qing separated.

Of course, before he left, he had already selected an auspicious day.

That is Bingzi day, that is, two days later,

He will go there that day, after all, he is the "old god" who sent it off!

Zhong Li is not going to meet his friends either, he said maybe it will not be too late to meet again when we meet in the street.

As for the present time, just leave it to Feng Qing, a junior who can't see through the details, and his servants to complete it. He is still the carefree Ke Qingdao.

Chapter 360 Seven: Playing with girls, isn't she good? (ask for tickets, ask for flowers)

Zhong Li left.

The walk is so chic, very similar to Feng Qing's usual walking posture, people can't help but kick his upturned gluteus maximus.

A big man, why is the back so straight?

Just paying some knowledge reserves, people run around.

Now I still have to go to Grandma Ping to ask for a bell, remembering the scene of the last meeting, Feng Qing couldn't get any more excited.

His body was lying on the bench, blowing the breeze, feeling the temperature of the setting sun.

There is no one at the scenic spot of the lotus pond.

Just when he was thinking about whether to trouble Keqing now, a voice came from far and near:

"Hey, why is Fengqing sitting here? Look! Look! Xin Wei, the friend I want to introduce to you is right there... Ah, Xin Zhi, don't leave, I haven't introduced you two yet

The voice is very familiar with "eight five seven", after all, I only saw it yesterday.

Feng Qing glanced around, in front of the arched door, Xiang Ling was holding a girl with wheat-colored skin, hot clothes and wild hairstyle.At this time, the girl named Xin Wei kept trying to break free from Xiangling's bondage, and she wanted to go home now.

At noon today, she was eating at Wanmintang, and then she heard that her good friend Xiangling wanted to introduce some friends to her.

say what:

"Those friends are all good people, and they are all of the same age. They are more open-minded and won't have any prejudice against your rock career." Hearing Xiang Ling's words, Xin Wei reluctantly came to have a look.

As a result, as soon as the two of them arrived at the scenic spot of the lotus pond, Xiangling pointed to one of her friends to show her.

Seeing this, her soul was almost frightened.

That turned out to be Feng Qing.

In the past few days when the Demon God incident was fermenting, Feng Qing's name could stop a child from crying.

After all, his ability seems to be too evil, and his personality is perverse. He should be the one who did the Shanglou tragedy, but everyone has no evidence, but this can be regarded as a murderous name.

Unexpectedly, Xiangling would introduce such a friend to her, and Xin Hui almost lost his temper.

No wonder why no one is sightseeing here.

Thinking about it, but when she was about to break free from Xiangling's clutches, she heard:

"Xiangling, and this lady, good afternoon!"

"Fengqing, good afternoon. I said a few days ago that I would introduce a friend to you. Look, this is Xin Zhuan. She is now a very powerful rock singer."

Xiangling pushed Xin Hu, who was already powerless to resist, in front of Feng Qing, and continued:

"Why are you here alone, Feng Qing, how many of them are Ying and Noelle?"

The big-hearted Xiangling didn't notice the cold sweat on Xin Jiao's face.

"My dear, Xiangling, you are too brave. You have no fear at all when you speak to the Great Demon King like this."

It can't be blamed on Xin Shu thinking this way, after all, people's words are scary, and some rumors can indeed make people preconceived, and Feng Qing has never said that he is a good person.

"They have other things to do... This is Miss Xin Qiang! She looks very wild, unlike most people. She is indeed Liyue's only rock singer."

Feng Qing had arrived before Xin Shu left, carefully observing her appearance and clothing.

To be honest, I may not be able to find this wheat-colored skin all over Liyue, and the legs are also the same color, wearing short fishnet stockings, but I wonder if the inner lining is also dark?

As for the clothes, Fengqing has the feeling of a hedgehog, with some soft spines on his head and shoulders.

With a bass on his back.

"Hey, Xin Qiang, Feng Qing is saying hello to you, why don't you speak, don't you usually behave like this? Do you usually speak in a low voice?"

"Cough cough..."

The Xin family glanced at the big-hearted Xiangling, then secretly glanced at the smiling Fengqing,

He looked handsome and smiled at me.It seems that he is not a few years older than me. Is such a person really the Great Demon King?

Xin Xuan didn't know the reason, but the newspaper of the steam bird newspaper had published his photo, and it was indeed him.

"You... hello, I'm Xin Zhi, Xiangling's friend, nice to meet you, Feng Qingda... Mister! Mister!"

His tone of voice was a bit like Fontaine's, and he almost called me the Great Demon King. The smiling Feng Qing didn't show any dislike, but he had already decided in his heart to give her a little taste.

It is said that he has not tasted 'game' for a while, and the last time he ate it was in Dadaupa Valley.Then eat a little to replenish your body.

"Well, Miss Xin, would you like to come to your house as a guest, have a cup of tea, have some snacks, and have a chat?"

At the end, afraid that the other party would refuse, Feng Qing added:

"Don't worry, I won't eat yours, Xiangling will also be a guest, what do you think Xiangling?"

"Okay, okay, it's time for dinner soon. Last night, Guoba and I developed three new dishes, which are just right for everyone to try. I'm afraid you won't dare to eat them, so the lunch at noon

At that time, I had already tasted it for Xin Jiao, and she could eat it..."

The casserole behind Xiangling also nodded at this time with a 'sincere heart', not to mention how cute it is....

"Then let's get together at the mansion now, and I'll let that Fengmolong leave Yujing Terrace by the way."

"Let's talk, speaking of this, Fengqing, the story of you riding a dragon into Liyue has spread throughout Liyue, and everyone envies you very much."

"Oh, then Xiangling, do you still want to ride again? Do you want to ride along with Xin Do?"

Feng Qing didn't care what those people were saying, because there were two beauties in front of her.

Playing with girls, isn't she good?