"Thank you for your hard work, you three."
Zhongli said, trying to open the round box containing the ointment. Unexpectedly, Ying opened her eyes wide, pulled Famas and Paimon back, and quickly distanced herself from the clueless Zhongli.
"What happen to you guys?"
Zhong Li frowned in confusion, looked at the three of them, then stared at the incense box in his hand, and slowly opened it.
The sweet and dreamy fragrance emanated from the first incense box. Smelling the familiar aroma, the tip of Zhongli's nose twitched. His calm and calm expression suddenly froze on his face, and his usual calm and smiling expression seemed to have been broken. Similar.
In addition to the fragrance of neon flowers, there seems to be other smells in this box of balm.
Glancing at Ying and Famas who were hiding far away, Ying's expression was quite forced, while Famas covered his mouth and snickered.
"Click."
Zhongli closed the cap of the balm.
With his thousands of years of knowledge, the moment he smelled the fragrance, he immediately judged the smell of marine animal glands mixed in the fragrance. With his golden eyes lowered, he combined it with the marine animal materials he saw next to Wanyou Shop when buying neon flowers, and made some reasoning. It was clear that the smell of the balm was not right, perhaps because it was contaminated with the bodily fluids of other creatures in Wanyou Shop.
Zhongli opened the second box of balm with an expressionless expression. The three Famas who retreated to the leeward side stared nervously at Zhongli who was standing next to the statue.
"Isn't Zhongli not affected by the smell of the ointment?"
Paimon covered his mouth, looked at the motionless Zhongli, and exclaimed.
Even though they were standing downwind of the Seven Heavens Statue, the aroma from the second incense box still drifted into the noses of Ying and Paimon.
They simply stayed far apart, and except for Paimon who blushed a little, neither Famas nor Ying had any reaction.
Seeing Zhongli closing the second box and preparing to open the last box of balm made from "Misty Immortal Fate", Famas pulled Ying and slowly returned to the rock god statue.
According to Famas's judgment, the only item that was not contaminated with sea animal gland fluid was the third box of balm, so there was no need to worry about embarrassing situations.
But looking at Zhongli's silent eyes and his expression that looked like a volcano was about to erupt, Famas felt a lot more relaxed for no reason. He even smiled and came to Zhongli's side, adding insult to injury with a tone that meant he wanted to be beaten.
"The fragrance of this box of balm is soft but lingers, like mist, and is most popular among mature women. As expected of Mr. Zhongli, you have chosen well!"
Do I have a choice? !
Zhongli resisted the urge to give Famas a star and placed three boxes of ointment under the base of the rock statue. When the third box of ointment fell, the statue flashed with a golden halo.
Paimon and Ying were originally worried that Zhongli would smell something wrong in the ointment, but unexpectedly, like Famas, he showed no reaction.
"Eh? What was that just now?"
Paimon noticed the golden light in the statue and hurriedly called to Famas who was with Zhongli.
"Does the King of Rock seem very pleased with it?"
Ying looked at the solemn statue of the rock god with a hint of unruliness and murmured softly.
"Eh? Famas said, the third box of balm is the style that mature big sisters like to use, right?"
"Could it be that... Emperor Yanwang is actually a big sister?"
Hearing Ying's whisper, Pamon pointed in surprise.
I didn’t expect Iwagami to be a woman!
"Pfft...hahahaha..."
Seeing Paimon's surprised look, Famas couldn't help laughing, and looked in Zhongli's direction intentionally or unintentionally.
"Famas, why are you laughing? This is obviously a serious question."
Paimon put his hands on his hips and looked at the excited Famas with confusion.
Zhongli was not angry because of Paimon's unintentional words. He just lowered his head and pondered, as if he was recalling something, and then showed a nostalgic smile: "There are thousands of incarnations of the Rock King Emperor, maybe there really is such an image. What about existence?”
"Even Zhongli you..."
When Paimon saw that Famas and Zhongli were actually laughing at him, he puffed up his mouth in unhappiness.
Ying, who had been watching the three chatting, reached out and patted Paimon's little head as if to comfort him.
"Ying is still the best!"
Paimon grabbed Ying's arm and acted coquettishly.
"Rock God... we have only seen huge dragon shapes, and... I hope Liyue Qixing is not the murderer of the emperor..."
She and Ying originally just wanted to see the grand ceremony of inviting immortals, but unexpectedly a dragon fell from the sky.
At that time, little Paimon thought it was the Rock God who wanted to eat people.
"Let the people with high authority worry about these matters. My task is only to prepare a farewell gift to the King of Rock.
Zhongli nodded slightly and looked at Guiliyuan shrouded in night, while Ying sorted out the strange relationship between Young Master, Qixing and Zhongli in her mind, and what their respective plans were.
"So, we've completed one more preparation, what's the next one?"
Paimeng walked around behind Zhongli and asked what else was needed for the immortal ceremony.
"Next... I hope you three can borrow the dust-cleansing bell on my behalf."
Zhong Li looked at Famas, his eyes suddenly turned cold.
"Cleaning bell?"
Paimon repeated curiously.
"Now, the person who keeps the dust-cleaning bell is a friend of mine named Grandma Ping. She lives near Yujing Terrace. If you ask her, she will know."
Zhongli explained, and Famas seemed to have remembered something. He suddenly put away his ungrateful smile and became seriously serious, looking at the gradually deserted Guiliyuan.
"Okay...but won't Mr. Zhongli come with us this time?"
Sensing the increasingly strange atmosphere, Paimon glanced at Famas in confusion and then at Zhongli.
"Well, I have some reasons why I can't show up. I'd like the three of you to do it for me."
"It's getting late now. If we get the dust-cleansing bell tomorrow morning, let's see you at Yujing Terrace."
Zhongli looked at the three of them, but Famas keenly noticed that Zhongli's gaze had already passed them, heading towards Guiliyuan shrouded in the huge shadow of Tianheng Mountain.
After paying tribute to the statue, it was completely dark. Paimeng waved goodbye to Zhongli. Ying and Famas were about to turn around and leave, but Zhongli called out to the boy in red.
"Famas, I have something to tell you."
There is a faint fire on the horizon, which is the lights of thousands of houses in Liyue Port, spreading from the sky to the earth. The end of the fire is the stretching Tianheng Mountain, and a gray ridge line winds through the brightly lit Liyue and the mountains. Yin darkness.
"Eh? Why is Mr. Zhongli so mysterious...and Famas."
Famas, who is usually very informal, rarely looks so serious like tonight.
"You guys go first. I'll talk to Mr. Zhongli about the room fee. I'll come back to you later."
He casually found an excuse and sent away the confused Paimon and the hesitant Ying. Famas turned his head, his red eyes shining with blood, like a lurking creature in the vast Guiliyuan. The ferocious beast is staring at Zhongli from behind.
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