A ray of breeze blew by, blowing the mixed smells of Bennett and Lei Ze to a young man in green in Fengqi.
"That's good, isn't it? Famas."
The sun is shining brightly. At this moment, Famas is leaning under the shade of the huge oak tree in Fengqidi. The breeze is blowing, and the sun casts mottled light spots through the leaves, like many elves exploring freely, appearing and disappearing from time to time, sitting on the shoulders of the wind god statue.
Wendy on the bed gently stretched out her hand, calling for the breeze.
"Would you like to hear me play a song?"
Wendy's eyes looking into the distance fell on Famas again, and she gently jumped down from the statue of the God of Wind.
Famas nodded.
The soft melody floats into the distance along the wind.
It's like Munata who has never experienced war.
Famas's slightly dull eyes made Wendy's eyes flash with a hint of cunning.
"After hearing such a nice song, Mr. Famas, can you take me to Angel's Gift for a drink? Can you? Can you? Can you?"
"..."
Totally unable to refuse.
"Let's go, a gift from an angel."
"Hey~"
Wendy packed up her luggage, immediately pulled Famas and ran towards Mondstadt, and then went away with the wind.
Thousands of miles away, there is a city full of Chinese atmosphere. High-hanging lanterns illuminate people's faces with red and yellow lights. The whole city glows with colorful splendor under the climate of four distinct seasons. The lively market is still alive.
It has a delicious gourmet aroma.
In a lounge of the Hall of Purity, Zhongli picked up the teapot.
This is one of the quietest places in the hall. As a guest of the Purangsheng Hall, Zhongli will come here to spend time in his spare time.
He made a cup of freshly brewed osmanthus tea. Just when he was about to take a sip...
"Mr. Zhongli!! Excuse me!"
"This is the latest coffin from the Hall of Rebirth! What do you think of the design?"
Accompanied by a short period of brisk footsteps, first a brown-black hat leaked out of the door, and then a petite girl happily jumped in, holding several drawings in her hand, about the new building of the Hall of Rebirth.
Designed coffin.
"Okay, just do it."
Zhongli actually doesn't hate Hu Tao behind him, but he just can't cope with her weirdness.
The reason why Zhongli is in the Hall of Rebirth is very simple.
Decades ago, a wealthy old landowner passed away. In his will, it was written that a decent funeral should be held. The Gossip Hall invited Zhongli, the most knowledgeable man in Liyue Port, to organize the funeral. The whole process was flawless and made the deceased happy.
The old man's relatives and children were speechless.
Later, the old hall master invited Zhongli to serve as a guest at the Shengsheng Hall, but he was politely rejected. Reluctantly, the old hall master gave up the idea of hiring Zhongli, but treated him as a distinguished guest. All Zhongli’s purchases in Liyue Port were recorded.
It’s on the account of the Hall of Rebirth.
In addition, Zhongli never carries money.
A tacit contract was born.
From then on, everyone who was looking for Zhongli would go to the Palace of Life and Death. Everyone had long forgotten that he was not actually from the Hall of Life.
How many years have passed? The old hall master handed over the Palace of Purity to a little girl named Hu Tao. After losing his old friend, Zhongli often went out and did not stay in the Hall of Purity.
It's the same today.
After dealing with Hu Tao's problem, Zhongli went out for a stroll, wearing bright clothes, angry horses, and bright lights and fireworks.
It's night, and the stars and moon are floating on the water.
There are still a large number of exquisite lamps lit on the Yujing Platform in Liyue Port.
The flames flickered, but their interest did not diminish. The listeners urged the storyteller to continue, and the high-pitched and hoarse voice blended with the sea breeze, like ripples in falling water.
In three months, there will be the famous Immortal Invitation Ceremony. The Seven Stars of Liyue lifted the curfew and allowed foreign tourists to come and go at will. Only then did these tea drinkers become so wanton that their voices were heard even above the warning of the watchman.
No matter how loud the sound, you are not afraid of attracting the Qianyan Army who is patrolling at night.
Zhongli took the teacup filled with hot tea and turned his gaze away. Through the lamp, he could vaguely see the lines inside the teacup, which were dense and dense, with clear boundaries. It should have been a fine ancient teacup, but it was a pity that it had cracks on the rim.
A few cracks are unsightly, otherwise they would not appear on the tea stall.
Listen to the rhyme of the piano in the wind of bamboo and rain, and enjoy the sound of books in the clear moon and tea smoke.
This is a time for the elderly to drink tea and listen to books.
"Who should pay for the tea this time?"
Today's tea is replaced by black leaves. The tea brewed from black tea leaves is as tender as silk and as fragrant as powder. However, this kind of tea that is picked early in the morning and ready to eat has been left for a day and is far less fresh than when it was just picked. It is not allowed to taste it carefully.
, but occasionally drinking three or two cups is nothing new for Zhongli, who has been enshrined in gold, jade and cloth all year round.
After sitting at the tea stall for a long time, even the boss was a little doubtful. Could this man wearing a brown rock shirt and golden eyes really not be able to pay for the tea?
A familiar figure in a white suit came from a distance and waved to him.
"Mr. Zhongli, you didn't bring any money today?"
"Dadalia."
The person who walked up to Zhongli seemed to be a young man who was still childlike. He was well dressed, like a silver blade wrapped in velvet. Underneath his cheerful and confident personality, he had the body of a swordsman who had been tempered to the extreme.
Dadalia sat in front of Zhongli, supporting herself with her arms. The orange curly hair on her head trembled with her movements, and her beautiful dark blue pupils stared at Zhongli with a smile.
As the executive officer of the Fools, Dadalia is in charge of the Northern Bank of the Solstice Kingdom. Zhongli, who has no concept of money, will hint at asking him to pay from time to time, and Dadalia will pay readily. Therefore,
Zhongli is also willing to spend time with him.
Tonight, Dadalia, who received the news from the Fools, came to help Zhongli pay for the tea. Zhongli sat there for a long time before he could get down to the table.
"Thank you for taking care of me."
Zhongli nodded to express his gratitude.
"Hahaha, just remember to bring money next time."
Even so, Dadalia was mentally prepared to rescue him next time.
Walking on the street, Zhongli figured that the day for the ceremony to invite the immortals was coming soon, and he had to take time to prepare.
"But why doesn't that guy come?"
Zhongli thought, sighed, and walked side by side with Dadalia who looked like a little fox.