Chapter 189: Zhongli, the rock emperor who never brings money
In the bamboo sea outside the yard, a skirmisher appeared on the bamboo forest. His cloak was fluttering lightly in the night wind. He looked at the surrounding environment with a vague smile at the corner of his mouth.
"It's really exciting. I hope you can win the final victory in the final duel." The skirmisher murmured to himself: "But no matter what, you must let me see a grand death."
Suddenly there was a soft sound in the sky, and the youngest son of the executive officer also came to the bamboo forest. He looked at the bamboo courtyard and then at the stragglers and said, "Just give out the evil eye and there won't be any problem."
, Liyue guests and I have received invitations for tomorrow’s competition, aren’t you afraid of bringing out the owner of Dao Wife?”
The skirmisher didn't care about the young master's reminder. He moved his lips slightly and said: "The Tong family is now out of control. We asked them twice to stop transporting crystallized bone marrow to other countries by sea, but they failed to do it. So,
It’s time for another force to take charge of this power.”
"And..." The skirmisher turned around, his handsome face full of ferocious color, and his eyes full of madness: "If that guy doesn't come out and hides in the Pure Land, who should I seek revenge from?"
After hearing what the skirmisher said, the young master fell silent. In his eyes, the skirmisher was also a lunatic.
However, he is also used to it. The Fools themselves are an organization full of conspiracies and intrigues, but he is just an alien. He is better at using martial arts to compete with his opponents.
However, in Young Master's view, there is only one person who is qualified for him to take action at the moment, and he doesn't think much of the others.
Of course, except for his mysterious master in the abyss, after all, he never let his master use his hands to fight.
"Let's go and see how Madam is doing." The skirmisher greeted the young master, and the two of them disappeared into the bamboo forest.
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On Inazuma Castle Street, Yunmo and Zayuu were still strolling around. He and Zayuu both had a lot of bags in their hands, all of which they bought while shopping.
Of course, I didn't just buy things for Hayao, I also bought things for Gogo Chiyo, Li Suchang and Kamisato Ayaka. Of course, I bought more for the first two.
One is a person who has not been in contact with the human world for hundreds of years, and the other is a person who escaped from the abyss and needs to buy a lot of daily necessities.
It's okay for Li Sushang, just buy it according to Zayou's body proportions. The troublesome thing is Yugochiyo. The ghost's body is much larger than that of humans, so many things can only be customized.
After walking around until the bright moon was high in the sky, Zaoyou began to complain.
"Boss, can you stop shopping? I'm exhausted." Zaoyou rubbed his legs and stuck out his tongue.
Yun Mo looked at Zaoyou, who was as tired as a puppy and stuck out his tongue, with a smile on his face. There was a playful smile on his lips, and he said: "Are you tired after such a long journey? It seems that I still have to send you there.
Go to Miss Kano Nana and exercise your physical fitness."
"Stop! Boss!" When Hayao heard the name of the miko, he immediately became scared.
She said weakly: "Actually, we have almost bought the things. You have to participate in the genre death match tomorrow, so go and rest early."
Yun Mo looked at the things in his hands and saw that they were almost enough, so he nodded to Zaoyou and said, "Okay, let's go back."
Just as the two of them were returning to the club, they suddenly heard a rough voice coming from the shop on the side: "Hey, brother, you haven't paid me yet."
Yun Mo tilted his head and looked at the shop to one side, and saw a young-looking man standing there. He was wearing a black robe with auspicious cloud patterns embroidered on the skirt.
The young man was tall and slender, with sharp features. His slender peach eyes under a pair of sword-shaped eyebrows shone with a confusing luster, and his medium-thin lips were slightly raised, revealing an awkward smile.
With his fair and handsome face and short black and shiny hair, he looks handsome and handsome. The young man has an innate noble temperament.
He was holding a red Prajna mask in his hand, looking like a foreign tourist coming to Inazuma to buy souvenirs.
Yun Mo's pupils suddenly dilated, his eyes flashed with surprise, and the eyes of the person he was looking at were widened.
Zhongli?! Why did the Rock Emperor of Liyue come to Daozhu? Could it be that the Liyue envoy that Toma mentioned in the morning was the Emperor? Then General Leiden should be there to greet him!
"Boss, what's wrong with you?" Zaoyou looked at Yun Mo's face with a look of shock. She stretched out her hand and waved in front of Yun Mo and said, "Are you okay?"
"No...it's okay..." Yun Mo shook his head. He glanced at Zaoyou and said to Zaoyou, "Go over and have a look."
"Okay." Zaoyou knew that Yunmo was nosy again.
"Brother, you are so gorgeously dressed, but you don't have a mora on your body." The shop owner said, looking at Zhongli in front of him.
"Sorry, the friend who paid for me is out on business." As the Emperor of Liyue, Zhongli knows etiquette very well. His voice is gentle and humble, making those who hear him feel like he is the brother next door.
He is obviously the oldest demon god among the seven gods, but he looks very young and polite.
"In this case, I can't sell this mask." The store owner said, reaching out to take the Prajna Mask from Zhongli's hand.
Zhongli's face showed a trace of reluctance towards the mask. Although as the emperor of Liyue, he could have prostituted for free and let Liyue's people pay, but he did not do so and handed the mask back.
But as soon as the shopkeeper's fingers touched the mask, the shopkeeper's hand was grabbed by Yunmo.
"I'll pay." Yun Mo glanced at Zhongli and then at the store owner and said, "How much is it."
"Ah, Mr. Yun Mo is here. It turns out that you are Mr. Yun Mo's friend, so I will give it to you." When the store owner saw Yun Mo walking in, his attitude changed 180 degrees, and he said flatteringly.
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"How much?" Yun Mo continued to ask, and he took out the Chunhuashu wallet from his arms.
The store owner was stunned, as if he didn't expect Yunmo to actually pay for it. Just when he was about to say a holiday for the people, Zhong Li on the side spoke.
"The store just said 50,000 molara. Please leave your name for this friend, and I will ask Dadalia to give you the money at that time." Zhong Li said looking at Yun Mo who suddenly appeared.
Yun Mo raised his eyebrows when he heard 50,000 molas. He looked at the store with a trace of scrutiny in his eyes.
Good guy, here comes the slaughtered sheep. A Prajna mask of this quality can be sold for 500 molas, which is already a high price. This rock emperor is just like the rumors. As the emperor who is the best at bargaining among the people of Liyue
But I have no idea about bargaining.
"Actually, this is the pre-sale price, and it can be reduced." The store owner wiped the cold sweat from his forehead. In the winter, the sweat beads on his forehead rolled down his cheeks and fell to his neck, which looked quite funny.
"If the boss doesn't come, you can just sell it at the pre-sale price, you profiteer." Zayou pointed at the store.