"So, what do you think of this farewell?"
The air on the beach was originally full of sadness, but was suddenly interrupted by Zhongli's angry question.
"Huh? You asked me this suddenly, I also..."
Gan Yu raised his head in astonishment and looked into those amber-like eyes.
She always felt that there was a strange similarity between the guest in the Palace of Purity and the emperor in front of her.
According to Keqing's land deed and the files of the General Affairs Department, Zhongli suddenly appeared in Liyue Port decades ago. Even Qixing didn't know his details. They only knew that he was solemnly invited by the former head of the Rebirth Hall, Lao Hu, to be the guest guest. gentlemen.
Liyue has never been an exclusive city. As time passed, this thousand-year-old port city tolerated Zhongli.
Xiaoyu from the General Affairs Department helped Zhongli get his identity certificate. Ningguang was always thinking about how to take Mr. Keqing under his command, while Yu Hengxing thought he was staid and like an antique.
As a secretary who handles archival information and intelligence documents, Gan Yu can even retell Zhongli's action patterns.
Every morning I leisurely go to Yujing Terrace for a bird walk, then I stand on the street watching the old people in Liyue play chess and play with their children. In the evening I go to Wuwangpo to find the playful little walnuts, and occasionally I go to Mr. Yun Jin’s theater to listen to a play.
But because he often forgot to take Maura with him, Zhongli spent most of his time standing outside the theater, waiting for acquaintances to take him inside.
There are obviously many valuable antique calligraphy and paintings in the Hall of the Past, but the embarrassment that the other party occasionally showed does not seem to be fake.
When Gan Yu went on an expedition with the emperor, he once saw it from a distance in the rear. The emperor waved his hand, and the huge jade Zhang shield resisted the attack. With another wave, thousands of rock spears were thrown down like jade, without giving the enemy a chance to breathe.
The majesty of the emperor was almost overwhelming, but Zhongli's temperament was completely opposite. He was just a polite, knowledgeable and elegant guest.
Putting aside the doubts in his heart, Gan Yu was silent for a long time before speaking softly: "As a human being, I still can't imagine what will happen to Liyue without the emperor."
"But as an immortal, I will accept the fact sooner or later... The emperor has passed away, which means that the era of making contracts between humans and immortal gods has come to an end."
Gan Yu gently stroked her hair from her temples, paused for a moment and then continued.
The information unintentionally revealed in the words made the little Paimon suspended in the air cover his mouth and exclaim.
"Gan Yu, are you really not a human being!?"
Knowing that there was no malice in Paimeng's words, Gan Yu helplessly held his forehead and explained: "I am a mixture of human and Qilin, with half immortal blood. I also contributed to the emperor and Liyue during the demon war."
"After the war ended, I signed a contract with the Emperor and began to serve as the secretary of the Seven Stars, and that's how it continues to this day."
A quiet and beautiful smile appeared on Gan Yu's face again, as if thinking of the warm memories of the emperor's presence.
Zhongli across from him crossed his arms and nodded in approval.
"Speaking of which, I just heard that you were looking for Liuli Lily..."
"I also know where the wild glazed lilies grow, and I happened to pick one. If you don't mind it, please accept it."
Gan Yu took out a blooming glass lily from the herbal bag hanging on her waist.
This wild glazed lily is indeed different from the variety in Yujing Taichung. It has lush branches and leaves, and the light blue flower receptacle is much larger than the ordinary one. The stamens are fragrant, and the color seems to be slightly lighter than the ordinary glazed lily. But it's more natural, with a touch of blue fluorescence.
"Thank you, Miss Ganyu. I'd rather be respectful than obey."
Zhongli nodded and accepted the glazed lily.
Seeing Zhongli's actions, Famas, who had been standing beside him without speaking, shook his head repeatedly.
Just now he just picked a glass lily, and Zhongli looked like he was going to eat someone. Gan Yu's skillful movements in taking out the flowers and the herbal bag on his waist showed that this was obviously not the first time he came to Dihuazhou to pick glass lilies.
Zhongli actually accepted Bing Qilin's gift without hesitation and showed an expression that he deserved it.
"No, I should also thank you. If it weren't for this chance encounter, I probably wouldn't have thought that I would be able to contribute a single heart to this ceremony of bidding farewell to this long-lost body."
Gan Yu gently put her hand on her heart, closed her eyes slightly, and seemed to be praying sincerely.
"So, I hope everything goes well for you, it's time for me to get back to work."
After saying that, Gan Yu opened her purple eyes and glanced at Zhong Li, then hurriedly left the beach.
Famas looked at the direction Gan Yu was leaving and didn't know what he was thinking. Zhongli took Liuli Lily back into his arms and slowly said: "In this way, all the preparations required for the ceremony of sending immortals are basically completed. ”
"Picking flowers is convenient in every sense of the word, and there is no difficulty in doing it, so I left it until the end."
Listening to Zhongli's methodical arrangements, Ying nodded in approval: "Mr. Zhongli's personality is suitable for pioneering wasteland."
"Well, if Zhongli were doing business in Liyue, he would enjoy the process of starting a business just like Ningguang, right?"
Paimon held his chubby face with both hands and said firmly, but out of the corner of his eye, he suddenly caught a glimpse of the young man in red who was doing nothing.
"Famas, what do you think?"
"Um?"
The young man came back from his thoughts.
He had just been thinking about where to attack Liyue more quickly.
Hearing Paimon's question, Famas just subconsciously replied: "Are you talking about the kind of business where you only make plans behind the scenes and leave everything else to your subordinates?"
"Yes, Zhongli must have been used to this kind of life for a long time. He must have been Liyue's big boss before!"
Paimon punched his right fist into his palm as if he suddenly understood, and then looked at Zhongli with the same eyes as Jin Cancan Mora.
No wonder he doesn't take Maura with him. It turns out he is used to the life of a rich man!
Only Zhongli himself smiled mysteriously, as if he was remembering some interesting memory.
"Haha... doing business and opening up wasteland has indeed happened before."
"Everything is difficult at the beginning, and more emotions will be invested. When everything goes as normal, the emotions will gradually wear out over time."
"When it's worn out a lot, you have to re-examine yourself. If it's not handled properly, there will be cracks in the soul that can't be undone."
Zhong Liyi looked at Famas with a pointed look, only to find that the young man was already leaning against the stone wall on the edge of the beach, looking at the brightly lit Wangshu Inn in the distance in the night wind.
"But there are people who always walk on the road of resisting fate. What they enjoy is not pitiful and selfish fun. Their happiness comes from millions of people."
Famas responded by spreading his hands.
Zhong Li didn't say anything. Instead, Paimeng put his hands on his hips and complained softly: "The stinking security guy is saying some weird things again..."
"Huh? What were you talking about just now? Pamon."
Hearing the name of the little floating object, Famas gritted his teeth and turned around, smiling at Paimon.
"I...I said...now that everything is settled, let's find a place to rest for the night?"
The frightened Paimon was so frightened that he hurriedly stepped back and hid behind Ying. He lowered his head in grievance and touched his belly: "It's been a busy night. The traveler must be hungry too."
Paimon didn't feel there was anything wrong with her words at all, but when she raised her head, she was greeted by the slightly surprised looks of Zhongli and Famas.
Yingying sighed as if he had expected it.
When Paimon and he rushed to Dihuazhou, the little mascot seemed to complain to Famas, saying that he was going to eat her to death.
After just a while, he actually started to cry out that he was hungry again.
"The materials needed for the ceremony of sending immortals can be raised so quickly, all thanks to the help of travelers."
Zhongli's golden eyes were full of smiles, and he nodded to Ying: "Now that we have arrived at Dihuazhou, there is also a place here that serves delicious food that is not inferior to that of Xinyuexuan."
"Could it be..."
When it came to food, Paimon put his hands on his chest and stared at Zhongli expectantly.
"Yes, the place where the fireworks gather is Wangshu Inn."
"My treat, let's go to Wangshu Inn to find some food."
Zhongli nodded unhurriedly, confirming Paimon's guess.
"Great!"
Little Paimon excitedly spun around in the air several times. Just as he was about to urge the others to hurry up, he suddenly remembered Zhongli's habit of not taking Mora with him. He turned his head warily and stopped in front of him.
"Zhongli, have you brought any money?"
Hearing this, Mr. Zhong held his chin in thought for a moment and shook his head gently.
"Um...forgot..."
"But I'm familiar with Phil Godette, the boss of Wangshu Inn, so it doesn't hurt to keep track of a few meals."
As expected of the erudite Mr. Zhongli, he even dealt with credit so elegantly.
"Then let's go quickly."
Zhongli led the way, Paimeng followed impatiently, and the group walked towards Wangshu Inn.
The evening breeze blew across my face, and sporadic fishing fires were reflected in the lakes of Ogihua Prefecture, slowly flowing into the distance along the direction of the wind.
"Aju!"
The traveler suddenly sneezed.
"Put this on."
Famas took off his coat seemingly casually and threw it to the girl who was rubbing her arm to keep warm.
Yinghanhan took Famas' clothes and put them on. Feeling the faint body temperature remaining on the clothes, she couldn't help but speed up her steps. She grabbed the boy's clothes and hid behind him.
Looking at the few strands of white hair on the back of Famas's head and the brightly lit Wangshu Inn in the distance, Ying had a strange premonition.
I'm afraid it will be difficult for Liyue to be as peaceful as it is today.
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