"Excuse me, are Master Hutao and Mr. Zhongli here?"
The woman wearing a light green tunic knocked on the door of the Hall of Purity and announced her intention in a gentle and decent tone.
"My name is Ning Lan. I am a staff member of the General Affairs Department. I need to inform Hall Master Hu and Guest Minister Zhongli about something important."
Hearing that the people were not here to hear about the resurrection of the dead, Zhongli breathed a sigh of relief and walked to the door to receive them.
Traveler, Paimon and Famas, who were holding antiques, also followed Zhongli back to the main hall, tidied up a little and then opened the door.
What caught the eye was a Liyue woman with long braids. She looked pretty, but perhaps because of too hard work, her lips had no color and her face looked quite pale.
"You must be Mr. Zhongli...and this..."
With a gentle smile on her lips, Ning Lan greeted Zhongli and turned to the traveler next to her. However, when she saw him, she suddenly froze and raised her hand to cover her chest.
"Blonde hair, mysterious floating object...are you the great hero who defeated the whirlpool demon and saved Liyue?!"
The woman's praise made Ying feel embarrassed. She waved her hands like the Liyue people, then pulled out Famas who was hiding behind the two of them, and introduced Ninglan: "Being able to repel the whirlpool demon is actually all about condensation. Thanks to Guang, all the immortals, and Famas."
According to the traveler's knowledge, without the Heart of God that the young man had given her in advance, it would have been difficult for her and Paimon to defeat Dadalia in the Golden House, let alone persist on the formation platform of the Jade Pavilion. So long.
But Ning Lan obviously didn't have much interest in Famas. Like a drowning man clutching at straws to save his life, Ning Lan quickly stepped forward and held Ying Mei's hands.
Zhongli frowned slightly at the other party's series of strange reactions, and finally interrupted the excited General Affairs Department staff.
"Miss Ninglan, Hall Master Hu is out on business. What is the important matter you mentioned? I can convey it to Hall Master on your behalf."
"Ah, that's right, I almost forgot about the real thing."
Ning Lan reluctantly let go of the traveler's hands, then took out half a booklet from the book box she carried with her and handed it to Zhongli in front of her.
Legend has it that this kind of silk book was originally a memorial used by Qixing to report something to Emperor Yanwang. The material is made of fine silk, and the surface and bottom are embroidered with gold thread. People with strong financial resources and fastidious conduct.
After all, if there is one wrong word in this thing, the entire booklet will be unavailable.
However, due to the efforts of a certain Qixing who was frugal by nature, the material for making silk books was changed from expensive silk to wood pulp, and the price also dropped. As a result, the object called "paper" was introduced to thousands of households in Liyue.
"This is the golden book that Lord Ningguang ordered me to deliver. I hope to invite the Hutao Hall Master and Mr. Zhongli of the Rebirth Hall to arrive at Yiyan Hall at Chenshi three days later to preside over the ceremony of sending immortals to Emperor Yanwang."
Zhongli frowned and unfolded the folded book. The several pages of the silk booklet were hovering in the air without any wind. Suddenly, small flames flashed across the originally empty silk book, and the writing moved swiftly, and wherever it passed, Small words like burning fire appeared out of thin air.
On it is a contract clause regarding the ceremony of sending immortals.
It has to be said that the process of the emergence of words is still very interesting. The skill of printing symbols out of thin air is enough to show the depth of Qixing's research on the magic of the Immortal family.
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"Yes...it's really eye-opening for Zhong that such techniques can be improved in this way."
After reading the text on the silk book, Zhongli nodded in surprise and made a very expert comment.
But before Famas and others could read the words on the contract, the silk book floating in the air folded itself and returned to Ninglan's book box.
"Eh?"
Paimeng looked angrily at Ning Lan in front of him, but the other party just explained apologetically: "This is Lord Ningguang's technique, and I can't control it."
"I think Mr. Zhongli already understands Lord Tianquan's intention?"
Ning Lan closed the book box and made sure Zhongli knew the message Ning Guang wanted to convey.
Mr. Keqing nodded.
The road leading to Yujing Terrace is still under repair. Although I don’t understand why Ningguang is so anxious to hold the ceremony to send immortals and inform the Rebirth Hall in such a high-profile way, the tributes and utensils needed to send immortals have not been prepared by travelers earlier. It's ready.
Ningguang also promised in the silk book that she could meet any requirements related to the ceremony of sending immortals, as long as she ensured that the ceremony went smoothly.
Zhongli vaguely sensed something was wrong and subconsciously looked at Famas beside him.
As long as the other party doesn't cause trouble, Zhongli really can't think of any other flaws in the ceremony of sending immortals.
"Thank you very much, Miss Ninglan, for informing me that I will be there on time with Hall Master Hu and all the ceremony attendants in the next three days."
Zhongli thanked the other party politely, took half a step into the hall, and prepared to close the door.
But at this moment, Ning Lan hurriedly raised her hand to block the wooden door that was about to close, with a look of hesitation on her pale face.
"Miss Ninglan, is there anything else?"
Zhongli was originally going to go back to the hall to sort out the things needed for the ceremony, but seeing the faint fear on Ning Lan's face, it definitely didn't look like he was chatting with him, so he asked.
Paimon and the traveler also looked at the coquettish woman curiously. Only Famas returned to the hall humming a tune, seemingly unconcerned about what was about to happen next.
Ning Lan turned her head and looked around to see if there was no one around, then lowered her voice and explained to Zhongli.
"Mr. Zhongli, I... do have something that I want to tell you in advance..."
"Although it's a bit hard to say...but this time the ceremony of sending immortals..." the other party was hesitant, and finally seemed to be determined, and finally said, "I hope that you and Hall Master Hu will not participate in the Rock King Emperor The ceremony of sending immortals. If possible, don’t have any interaction with Lord Ningguang.”
"Eh?"
Listening to the other party's specious and contradictory persuasion, Paimeng was a little confused, "But didn't you tell us the news about the immortal ceremony? Ningguang rich lady..."
"Oh, this, this is different! How can I tell you..."
Ning Lan looked very anxious, her slender fingers tightly twisted together.
"Traveller, you come from a foreign land and have a noble status. You cannot see the dirty things in the mud, but Mr. Zhongli is different. Now there is an undercurrent surging under the Yujing stage. If you are not careful, Liyue may split..."
"If you have a little understanding of the current political situation in Liyue and the major forces behind the Seven Stars, you will know that since the emperor left, the oppression that has enveloped the mortals in Liyue has disappeared."
Ninglan's words were unclear, but Zhongli and the traveler instantly understood the key to it, and the girl's vagina suddenly tightened due to a terrible guess.
"In order to divide the power vacuum created by the departure of Emperor Yan, the various powerful families and wealthy merchants and chambers of commerce have begun a fierce and bloody fight. The Immortal Sending Ceremony... is likely to be the trigger for their attack on Ningguang. Fire rope..."
