Zhongli promptly ended the topic that was getting sidetracked, waved to the maid to take care of the accounts, and led the three of them to take the hydraulic elevator to the room on the top floor of Wangshu Inn to rest.
Famas stood in the ascending elevator and looked at the other side of Ogihua Prefecture. The bright flames of the sea lanterns were quietly projected under the railings of the inn, sparkling like lake water. The water and lights converged into the same color, forming the Liyue. Today's grand scene.
Ying folded the clothes on her body and handed them to the young man in red whose eyes gradually became empty.
The girl's unique body fragrance woke Famas out of his daze.
Travelers shuttle between slimes every day and fight with strange-smelling Qiuqiu people, but they still carry the elegant and distant fragrance of flowers.
"Mr. Zhongli..."
Ying was about to say goodbye to Zhongli, but the other party spoke first and coughed loudly: "Traveler, the ceremony of sending immortals will start at midnight tomorrow morning. If you want to pay homage to your ancestors, you may wish to wait outside the golden house in advance."
After finishing speaking, Zhongli stared at the girl closely with his bright golden eyes, as if expecting her response.
"Huh~ After running around for so long, I can finally see the Rock God himself!"
"But Zhongli, won't you come with us?"
Before Ying could speak, Paimon excitedly waved his hands in response, then clenched his fists in confusion and leaned forward.
"Everything required for the ceremony of sending immortals has been prepared, but there are still many matters and procedures that need to be arranged urgently. At three o'clock tomorrow, I will return to the Hall of Rebirth."
"Travelers and Paimon children can also go together if they can get up on time."
Zhongli's voice was still unhurried and elegant, but also had a sense of distance that made people feel thousands of miles away.
"Hey, when we were in Mondstadt, I and I could get up before dawn...uh...go to the Deer Hunter restaurant to grab breakfast..."
Little Paimon crossed his arms and retorted angrily, but his voice became quieter the further he spoke.
"Pamon, don't say such embarrassing things."
Yingyong hurriedly grabbed the little Paimon who was still mumbling, and reached out to cover the mouth of the emergency food.
If Paimon hadn't eaten so much every day, he wouldn't have had to go to the Deer Hunter Restaurant early in the morning to pick up the unsold meals from last night.
You should know that the dishes that are not sold out at the Deer Hunter Restaurant on that day will be purchased by the West Wind Church and distributed free of charge as charity meals the next morning.
Recalling the strange smile on Miss Sarah's face when she got the food, Ying almost crushed the Paimon in her hand in embarrassment.
The majestic honorary knight of Mondstadt, the brave man who defeated the Wind Demon Dragon, actually had to live on the loving meals of the West Wind Church. It was really shocking when word spread...
Although Wendy often received free meals at the Deer Hunter restaurant, when she thought about the bard's shamelessness and pride, she would deeply doubt whether he was the wind god of Mondstadt.
"Famas, what about you? Do you want to go to the Golden House together tomorrow morning?"
The girl shook her head, blushing slightly and extending an invitation to Famas.
Famas, who put on his coat again, lowered his head and met Ying's shining golden eyes. He was stunned for a few seconds before looking at Zhongli, and a careless smile appeared on his face again.
"As a friend of Mr. Zhongli, of course I have to prepare for such a big event as the [Immortal Gifting Ceremony] in advance."
Before she finished speaking, Ying puffed up her cheeks in disappointment, but the next half of the other person's words made her feel better.
"But don't worry, Zhongli and I will also appear at the ceremony of sending immortals."
"Maybe Wendy, the fun-loving guy, will come here specially?"
Famas reached out and rubbed Ying's head.
Suddenly, a slight feeling of emptiness came.
The elevator reaches the top floor of the inn.
Zhongli suddenly fell silent, nodded and said goodbye to the three of them, and then led the maid into the room that had been reserved in advance.
Ying and Famas also said good night to each other and separated, each entering their own rooms.
Due to the overall height of Wangshu Inn, the guest rooms are not built too high, but the bright furnishings and comfortable style make the space less crowded, especially since the inn is located in the remote Dihuazhou. But everything is complete.
In the direction of the window of the bedroom, there is a small carved sandwood bed, covered with clean light-colored brocade mattresses. A warm yellow jade shed lamp hangs in the center of the room, and some tea sets and pastries are placed on the red lacquered wood table below. , another wooden door on the wall separates the small bathroom.
Paimon entered the room and threw himself directly on the bed, rolling around on the soft mattress wrapped in a quilt.
Ying carefully locked the door. After confirming that there was no danger in the room, she relaxed. She took off the colorful rope holding her hair, wrapped it around her wrist, stepped on her left foot and kicked off her shoes, and hurried to the bathroom with bare feet. Go.
After a busy day, it’s time to take a relaxing hot bath.
Humming an unknown tune, the traveler took off his underwear that was stained with the humidity of Ogihua Island, and pulled down the wooden channel pipe that delivered hot water. The hazy water vapor instantly enveloped the entire bathroom.
"Ying, I want to wash it too!"
Hearing the sound of running water, little Paimon, who was lying on the bed, suddenly trembled. He flew up from the bed shamelessly, rushed to the bathroom door, and slapped the wooden door aggrievedly.
The girl, who had expected this, opened the crack of the door, stretched out her fair arms, grabbed Paimon by the collar and threw him onto the bed.
"No! If Paimon causes trouble again, I'll give you to Famas as a hand warmer."
Ying's gentle voice of rejection was accompanied by steaming water mist overflowing from the crack in the door. Through this small crack, Paimon only had time to see clearly the girl's smooth and delicate feet, as well as the delicate skin underneath. Thin blood vessels and pink-white crescents under the nails.
"Well!"
The little mascot fell on the small bed in a falling goose-like posture. After trying hard to turn his body, he got up vigorously.
Just as she was about to continue disturbing the girl taking a bath, she turned around and saw the attractive pastries on the tea table.
It’s still important to do the work!
Having found a new target, Paimon quickly fell into the sweetness brought by the delicious food. He tasted the delicious snacks until his stomach was slightly bulging and he lay sprawled on the wooden table.
The traveler wrapped in a towel walked out of the bathroom, saw Paimon lying down, and looked at the pastries on the table. He sighed as usual and returned to the bed to change clothes.
From the perspective of Paimon looking up, Ying's thin shoulders were slightly arched, and the water droplets on his back slid along his spine like his waist. Although the traveler is exposed to wind and sun, his skin is still delicate and white, almost transparent. It shines with a wonderful brilliance in the dim light, like the best porcelain in Liyue.
Wash away the dust from days of trekking, dry the water droplets hanging on your blond hair, put your clothes into the soft quilt after changing into pajamas.
Just as the traveler was about to fall asleep, gusts of cold wind poured into the room through the propped-up wooden windows.
The girl reluctantly got up from the bed and closed the wooden window, leaving only a crack. Then she hugged Paimon, who was already asleep, and fell asleep.
On a quiet night, the Kimber man sat alone at the wooden table in his room, pondering the loopholes in his retirement plan.
The young immortal at Wangshu Inn was on the observation deck, thinking deeply about Zhongli's words and deeds, and kept looking at the door of the room where he was staying.
Even the bard who was far away in Mondstadt and had died of drunkenness at the bar of the [Angel's Gift] tavern suddenly raised his head, patted his head as if he was sitting up in a dying illness, and stumbled towards the Wolf Leader.
Only the heartless Famas sat in the room and thought hard, wondering why he should find a reason to skip to Ying's room and sleep on the bed.
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