After paying for the tea, it was already late at night, and the initial light of Heyu Tea House also decreased unconsciously. Liu Su, who had just argued with Famas, had already left, and only one or two waiters were left waiting for the end.
Leaving tea guests, this is also the way of hospitality in teahouses, never rush guests until the last tea guest leaves.
But Famas looked at the waiter who blew out the candle and picked out the wick. If he let himself drink tea in a dark teahouse, he probably wouldn't be able to do it, right?
Sure enough, hypocritical Liyue people.
Zhongli had completely lost the embarrassment he felt when he was being called for debt before. He put on a calm expression, stood up with a smile, and led the two of them out of the teahouse.
"I'm going back to the Hall of Purity, so let's break up here."
Dadalia tried to distinguish emotions other than indifference from Zhongli's pupils, but in the end it was fruitless. It was just like what the little girl in the Hall of Rebirth said, Zhongli knew everything but didn't care about anything.
"I'll give you a ride."
By some strange coincidence, Dadalia said such a sentence, her eyes seemed to be filled with stars, and her blue eyes were dazzling with joy.
"Okay."
Zhongli agreed without even looking back.
"I'll follow you."
Famas curled his lips, he should have found a place to live by now. Anyway, it's still early for the ceremony of inviting immortals, so why not follow them and go to Shengtang.
The three of them walked along the market and passed by Beiguo Bank. Zhongli was more talkative than Famas expected. Along the way, he introduced the two of them to many customs and habits of Liyue, as well as which shop had delicious tea and exquisite dishes.<
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Although he has a mission, Dadalia is happy to listen to Zhongli telling him these trivial things that are close to the world.
Zhongli is barely learning to be a mortal now. Even when he was wandering around in the world a hundred years ago, he did not experience life with a mortal mentality. As a guest at the Hall of Purity, Zhongli’s initial chat content was nothing more than the history of Liyue.
, antique calligraphy and painting, elegant and profound, often making Dadalia, who knows nothing but fighting, sigh and just nod along.
Later, Hu Tao expressed his opinion to Zhong Li, saying that most people's daily topics are actually closer to life, such as talking about small things in the streets, whose cat is lost, whose dog is missing, or that customer who can be buried. After hearing this, Zhongli pondered for a moment, then nodded and tried to pick up some common topics. This kind of Zhongli was more humane, rather than a lofty god.
Dadalia listened with great interest and kept nodding. Occasionally, he would ask one or two questions to lead to the following. The three of them walked and talked and laughed, and unknowingly arrived at the door of the Hall of Purity. If they hadn't known them well,
With their different identities and grievances, you may even feel that the three of them have been friends for many years.
In the dead of night, even if the curfew is lifted, there are only patrolling Qianyan Army squads walking around in the market night, let alone the entrance to the Rebirth Hall with carved railings and painted buildings.
The Hall of Rebirth, a place dedicated to doing business.
This name and the thing he does make people feel unlucky, so the seat at the entrance of the hall is also remote, and the sun cannot shine at the door in broad daylight. The door is always closed on weekdays, and anyone who comes to the door has to go to the side door.
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Of course, people who would come to your door would not look good.
But this Hall of Purity looks shabby, but the decoration inside is unusual.
There are four Yaksha statues placed in the four directions, hanging in front of the Emperor's Dragon Head Hall.
Anyone who enters the Hall of Rebirth will be intimidated by the majestic emperor and dragon head sculpture, and they dare not leave their breath.
Although sometimes Zhongli felt uncomfortable watching his head being hung up, but these were all trivial matters.
What gives Zhongli the most headache is Hu Tao, the current head of the Rebirth Hall. He looks no more than seventy-eight years old, but he is quite eccentric and elusive. He peeks at official documents behind Zhongli's back, or is planning to renovate the Rebirth Hall.
Service model, there are always countless weird ideas waiting for him to deal with.
Zhongli is forced to work in the floating pavilion at Qingyunding sometimes.
The hustle and bustle of the day had calmed down, and only a window upstairs in the Hall of Purity was lit for him as usual.
According to Hu Tao, when people walk at the junction of life and death, they must also have a heart lamp to guide the soul, and the Hall of Rebirth is such a place to guide the way. When all the lights in Liyue Port go out, people who have nowhere to go will
You will follow the guidance of the lights and arrive at the door of the Hall of Purity.
Of course, Zhongli had very seriously opposed Hu Tao's unreliable idea, especially when he came back at night, he felt a little scary no matter how he thought about it.
Zhongli, who had his arms folded, raised his head helplessly and glanced at the dimly lit Hall of Purity. The cold wind was blowing, making Famas feel a little cold.
"I'll go back first and send it here."
Zhongli declined Dadalia's request to go in with him. Now he felt more and more that something was wrong with Dadalia. Originally he just thought that he had found a tool to pay the bills, but tonight he heard Famas talking to Dadalia.
He always felt a little...indescribable feeling about Ya's title.
"Okay, then I'll leave first, Mr. Zhongli, don't forget the contract between us."
Dadalia greeted Zhongli with a smile, then turned around and walked directly into the night. Famas rubbed his chin and stopped Zhongli when he was about to enter the Hall of the Past: "Morax." p>
"Huh?"
Zhongli turned around in confusion, his golden pupils reflecting the light of the lantern.
"The reason why gods are gods must require them to have an indifference that transcends the world. The so-called past is just a blur."
Famas seemed to be reminding him of something.
Wear and tear is the punishment for the desires of gods. Throughout the ages, powerful demon gods have ascended to high positions. What defeats them is never external enemies, but self-loss. The wear and tear brought by the laws of nature will turn the aloof gods into painful slaves. The more they struggle, the more difficult it becomes.
Turn back.
Zhongli understands this truth better than anyone else. Ruotuo under the Fulong tree is like a mirror, reminding him all the time that if he makes a wrong step, this will be his end.
After chatting with Zhongli all night, Famas discovered that the stone Morax was still the same as before, even if it had been worn to the point of losing all spirit, even if he was finally about to retire, even if he appeared in front of him
, Zhongli's eyes finally avoided him, and he quietly stared at the only noisy port terminal in the distance.
In his eyes, there is only Liyue.
Shaking his head, Famas turned and left. He was going to find the hotel where Ying was staying. The door of the Hall of Purity gradually closed with the sound of Zhongli's footsteps, followed by a strange "ouch" sound.<
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"Mr. Zhongli, you are finally back! Look at my newly invented paper money. It is cheaper than the original long money..."