Yuanshen, as a mortal, I cannot accompany you to the end

I never thought that Ying's voice had not yet fallen.

Wan Yan seemed to have suddenly realized, and turned her attention to Mr. Zhongli again, she said:

"By the way, Mr. Zhongli is also knowledgeable about the past and the present, why not come with us to discuss in depth, Wan Yan also has a few questions to ask Mr.

She also called Zhong Li, a street liuzi!

She wants it, does she want two men and two women, what is this?

Four, four four four... four that what!

Ying cast her eyes on Zhongli again, this guy didn't know the slightest bit of etiquette and shame, she nodded calmly and naturally, and said calmly and naturally:

"That's fine too."

Sure enough, this street guy agreed!You, a serious guy on the surface, are actually like this!

The pullet's brain is about to fail.

Ying couldn't let her gaffe develop any longer - Qing Nuoyan would be brought down by them if it went on like this.

The little hen was in a hurry, she felt that she couldn't keep the chick.

She clenched Qing Nuoyan's sleeves tightly, almost baring her teeth, showing her canine teeth. Her golden eyes stared at Zhongli for a while, and stared at Wanyan vigilantly for a while. She whispered in her ear: "Don't, don't be led astray..."

The girl was very close to Qing Nuoyan.

Qing Nuoyan lowered her head slightly, and she could see her soft golden hair. The slender hair was blown up by the wind, and the strands of hair were intertwined with the goose-yellow light. It was impossible to tell where the sunshine was. , where is the hair, just that hair - the sun lightly fell on his cheeks, slightly itchy.

Qing Nuoyan didn't know what this yellow-haired sister was going crazy again,

but.

It doesn't matter the nails clenched into the sleeves, the vigilant and beautiful eyes, or the slightly flushed cheeks, or whispering to oneself like a child while snuggling up to her, the hair like sunshine Scratching his own cheek itchyly——Qing Nuoyan felt that this yellow-haired sister was a little cute.

He pinched Ying's cheek and said deliberately: "Afraid of spoiling what?"

"You..." Ying blushed with embarrassment, she turned her gaze and said angrily, "I won't talk to you anymore."

"why?"

"I won't tell you." She muttered. "Don't pinch my face!"

"You don't say why, and you don't want to go, then I will go by myself." Qing Nuoyan said.

"I...I'm going!" Ying turned around again, staring at him solemnly.

"Why is this again?"

"Supervise... supervise you."

"Oversee? Oversee what...?"

"I won't tell you!"

Ying was annoyed again.

-

"Mr. Zhongli, does the world's first mora contain divine power?"

"From my point of view, the so-called mora, the so-called money, was just a bargaining chip for convenient contracts at the beginning of its birth. If you think about it, the so-called first mora is just an ordinary currency."

...

The sun gradually scattered, and the shadows of the trees became more and more whirling. As time passed, it was already approaching dusk.

The blush on Ying's cheeks today has never faded.

She looked at Zhongli and Wanyan, who were talking happily, feeling ashamed and confused, and murmured in her heart, why don't you two commit crimes!

Ying has made up her mind that if something goes wrong, even if she is in Longtan, she will rescue the chick cub.

But I never thought that after they found a quiet and remote place, they were actually discussing academics, and they had been discussing for half an hour...

Did you think wrong?

Thoughts are not impure, only oneself?

As soon as this idea came out, her side face was stained red.

"Ying...your hands are so hot and your face is so red...do you have a fever?"

She lowered her head, as if she was going to bury her head in the soil, bit her lip, and looked like a little beast who was so ashamed after losing a battle.

Bisheng Qing Nuoyan asked her what's the matter, this guy asked such a stupid person, how could she answer that!

She also didn't answer, but her cheeks became more and more red, and the top of her head seemed to be steaming, she lightly hammered Qing Nuoyan's chest, and complained: "It's all due to you, it's all due to you..."

I really don't understand girls.

I really don't understand the girl's thoughts.

Qing Nuoyan secretly said.

Why do you rely on me, and what else is there to rely on me.

The boy sighed helplessly.

However, this trip was not in vain. Qing Nuoyan also benefited a lot from the discussion of learned people and learned a lot of interesting knowledge.

They chatted and chatted, and finally returned to the topic of 'salt in the ground'.

The so-called salt in the ground is the land opened up in the wilderness by the god of salt, Heulia.

[Fifth promise: Go to 'Salt in the Ground', find the salt shaker and salt ruler, and wake up 'her']

This is the fifth promise that Qing Nuoyan made, but who is this so-called 'she' referring to... Is it a little rice dumpling like Qi Qi?

Qing Nuoyan didn't know, everything would only come to light after he went there.

"Mr. Zhongli."

Wan Yan stared at Morax, and said seriously:

"The topic I will talk about next is a bit disrespectful to the rock god, and it is also a kind of blasphemy to Liyue's fairy family. Liyue is Liyue, the rock god, so I have some things to say, so... I just found one Quiet place."

Liyue is the rock god Liyue, so some words are inconvenient to say... These words are very intriguing.

Qing Nuoyan frowned slightly, why did this girl speak with a tone of rebellion.

Are you going to start an incident today!

Zhongli's answer was very emotional, he just smiled faintly:

"Liyue is not only the Liyue of the rock god, but also the Liyue of the common people. The common people can naturally speak. How can there be any reason to avoid suspicion?"

"Sir, I would like to ask." Wan Yan's voice was not high, but what she said became more dangerous.

"Is our current history really 'correct'?"

"What do you mean?" Zhongli asked.

Wan Yan snorted coldly, "You know, Yanshen is Liyue's ruler, maybe Liyue's so-called history is just... the history that Yanshen wants."

"You mean, has Liyue's history been tampered with by... the Emperor?"

"Maybe there is a possibility." Wan Yan said.

Zhong Li was slightly startled, as the dusk gradually gathered at the end of the mountains, he subconsciously glanced at Qing Nuoyan, and after a long while, he said softly:

"Maybe not." He said slowly again, "...But maybe there is, I don't know. For history, we can only verify it from a speculative perspective."

Wan Yan replied firmly:

"In my archaeological research, I also collected

"That sinful immortal. By that oath-breaking immortal."

Wan Yan finally mentioned the taboo topic, which is a taboo name in Liyue City.

——"Assassinated by that sinner?"

She said in a cold tone:

"The people who rule Liyue know about this matter, and the immortals know about it, but we people rarely know that that sinful immortal...that despicable bastard actually did such a disgusting thing."

Sin fairy.

For some reason, Qing Nuoyan sensed that the atmosphere was somewhat

heavy.

Zhongli looked at her calmly and said, "Maybe so."

"Morax whitewashes history."

Wan Yan stared into Zhongli's eyes, and she could see that she was really good at academic research, and she had been obsessed with it for at least ten years, "I checked various documents and found many contradictions, all about this sinful fairy. Floating."

Sin fairy floating house.

She said the name.

"Perhaps, Dijun Yanwang revised the history. He sent the sinner to assassinate the God of Salt. All the immortals knew about it. After that, he got rid of the bastard and covered up the truth for the sake of reputation."

Zhongli listened quietly to Wan Yan's words. From the beginning to the end, his face was very calm. He lowered his head slightly, and his amber eyes reflected Wan Yan's face.

"The evidence is... I saw it, I saw it that day... Those immortals on the side of the snake mouse are still secretly offering sacrifices... Still offering sacrifices to that sinful immortal!"

sinner...

Those immortals sacrificed to sin immortals.

They are connected in series, so they are sinners.

Listening to her words, Qing Nuoyan suddenly thought of something.

Or, suddenly realized.

He lowered his head with a slightly wry smile.

...ah.

So this is ah.

In fact, Qing Nuoyan had already expected it.

That's how it is...I said, why am I so annoying.

what.

Really.

Suddenly, there was a warm touch at his hand, and someone held his hand.

Qing Nuoyan looked sideways.

It is Ying.

Ying showed him a naive smile, and she could see the little canine teeth. She raised her fist and said something inexplicable:

"Chicken, don't be afraid, no matter if it's a dragon pool or a tiger's den, I will protect your mouth and teeth!"

She is serious, serious.

"I will definitely, no matter what the future holds, I will save Chick Cub!"

The afterglow of the setting sun met her cheeks, and the sunset glow pushed the dusk, and the smile was more like the sunset glow.

"Idiot." Qing Nuoyan scolded in a low voice, "I'm fine."

"Who is the chick..."

.

But Wan Yan became more and more excited as she spoke.

"Today is a sacrifice, what will happen in the future? Are those immortals trying to cleanse sinners? What about the sacrificed people? I can't allow this to happen---"

"Wanyan." Mr. Zhongli said softly, his voice was not high, but it seemed that there was an inexplicable power or majesty that could calm people down.

He has been listening quietly, but now, he finally interrupted Wan Yan's words.

"I have always agreed with a point of view, to look at history from a speculative and questioning perspective, so you are right."

Zhong Li stared straight at the woman with calm eyes: