Zhongli said, and wanted to open the round box containing the ointment. Unexpectedly, Ying opened her eyes wide, pulled Famas and Paimon back, and quickly distanced herself from the clueless Zhongli.
"What's wrong with you?"
Zhongli frowned in confusion, looked at the three of them, then stared at the incense box in his hand, and slowly opened it.
The sweet and dreamy fragrance emanated from the first incense box. Smelling the familiar aroma, the tip of Zhongli's nose twitched. His calm and calm expression suddenly froze on his face, and his usual calm and smiling expression seemed to have been broken.
Similar.
In addition to the fragrance of neon flowers, there seems to be other smells in this box of balm.
I glanced at Ying and Famas who were hiding far away. The expression on Ying's face was quite reluctant, while Famas covered his mouth and snickered.
"Click."
Zhongli closed the lid of the ointment.
With his thousands of years of experience, the moment he smelled the fragrance, he immediately judged the smell of sea beast glands mixed in the fragrance. He lowered his golden eyes, combined with the sea beast materials he saw next to Wanyou shop when buying neon flowers, and made some reasoning.
I understand that the smell of the balm is not right, perhaps because it is contaminated with the body fluids of other creatures in Wanyou Shop.
Zhongli opened the second box of balm expressionlessly. The three Famas retreated to the leeward direction and stared nervously at Zhongli who was standing next to the statue.
"Is Zhongli not affected by the smell of the ointment?"
Paimeng covered his mouth, looked at the motionless Zhongli, and exclaimed.
Even though they were standing downwind of the Seven-Heaven Statue, the aroma from the second incense box still drifted into the noses of Ying and Paimon.
They simply stayed far apart, and except for Paimon who blushed a little, neither Famas nor Ying had any reaction.
Seeing Zhongli closing the second box and preparing to open the last box of balm made from "Piaomiao Xianyuan", Famas pulled Ying and slowly returned to the statue of the rock god.
According to Famas's judgment, the only thing not contaminated with sea animal gland fluid is the third box of balm, so there is no need to worry about embarrassing situations.
But looking at Zhongli's silent eyes and expression that looked like a volcano erupting, Famas felt a lot more relaxed for no reason. He even smiled and came to Zhongli's side, adding fuel to the fire with a tone that meant he wanted to be beaten.
"The fragrance of this box of balm is soft but lingers, like mist, and is most popular among mature women. As expected of Mr. Zhongli, this is a good choice!"
Do I have a choice?!
Zhongli resisted the urge to give Famas a star, and placed three boxes of ointment under the base of the rock statue. When the third box of ointment fell, the statue flashed with a golden halo.
Paimon and Ying were originally worried that Zhongli would smell something wrong in the ointment, but unexpectedly he showed no reaction like Famas.
"Eh? What was that just now?"
Paimon noticed the golden light in the statue and hurriedly called to Famas who was with Zhongli.
"Is the Rock King looking very pleased with it?"
Ying looked at the solemn statue of the rock god with a hint of unruliness and murmured softly.
"Eh? Famas said, the third box of balm is the style that mature big sisters like to use, right?"
"Could it be that... Emperor Yanwang is actually a big sister?"
Hearing Ying's whisper, Paimon stretched out his finger and pointed in surprise.
I didn’t expect Iwagami to be a woman!
"Pfft...hahahaha..."
Seeing Paimon's surprised look, Famas couldn't help laughing, and looked in Zhongli's direction intentionally or unintentionally.
"Famas, why are you laughing? This is obviously a very serious question."
Paimon put his hands on his hips and looked at the excited Famas in puzzlement.
Zhongli was not angry because of Paimon's unintentional words. He just lowered his head and pondered, as if he was recalling something, and then showed a nostalgic smile: "There are thousands of incarnations of the Rock King Emperor, maybe there really is such an image.
What about existence?"
"Even Zhongli you..."
When Paimon saw that Famas and Zhongli were both laughing at him, he puffed up his lips unhappily.
Ying, who had been watching the three chatting, reached out and patted Paimon's little head as if to comfort him.
"Ying is still the best!"
Paimon grabbed Ying's arm and acted coquettishly.
"Rock God... we have only seen huge dragon shapes, and... I hope Liyue Qixing is not the murderer of the emperor..."
She and Ying originally just wanted to see the grand ceremony of inviting immortals, but unexpectedly a dragon fell from the sky.
At that time, little Paimon thought it was the Rock God who wanted to eat people.
"Let those with high authority worry about these matters. My task is only to prepare a farewell ceremony for the Rock King.
Zhongli nodded slightly, looking at Gui Liyuan shrouded in night, while Ying sorted out the strange relationship between Young Master, Qixing and Zhongli in her mind, and what their respective plans were.
"So, we have completed another preparation work, what is the next one?"
Paimeng walked around behind Zhongli and asked what else he needed to prepare for the immortal ceremony.
"Next... I hope you three can borrow the dust-cleaning bell on my behalf."
Zhongli looked at Famas, his eyes suddenly turned cold.
"Dust-cleaning bell?"
Paimon repeated curiously.
"Now, the person who keeps the dust-cleaning bell is a friend of mine named Grandma Ping. She lives near Yujing Terrace. If you ask her, she will know."
Zhongli explained, and Famas seemed to have remembered something. He suddenly put away his ungrateful smile and became seriously serious, looking at the gradually deserted Guiliyuan.
"Okay...but won't Mr. Zhongli go with us this time?"
Sensing the increasingly strange atmosphere, Paimon glanced at Famas in confusion and then at Zhongli.
"Well, I have some reasons why I can't show up, so I can ask you three to do it for me."
"It's getting late now. If we get the dust-cleansing bell tomorrow morning, let's meet at Yujing Terrace."
Zhongli looked at the three of them, but Famas keenly noticed that Zhongli's gaze had already passed them, heading towards Guiliyuan shrouded in the huge shadow of Tianheng Mountain.
After paying tribute to the statue, it was completely dark. Paimeng waved goodbye to Zhongli. Ying and Famas were about to turn around and leave, but Zhongli called out to the boy in red.
"Famas, I have something to tell you."
There is a faint fire on the horizon, which is the lights of thousands of houses in Liyue Port. It spreads from the sky to the earth. The end of the fire is the stretching Tianheng Mountain. A gray ridge line winds through the brightly lit Liyue and the mountains.
The darkness of Yin.
"Eh? Why is Mr. Zhongli so mysterious...and Famas."
Famas, who is usually very informal, rarely looks so serious like tonight.
"You guys go ahead. I'll talk to Mr. Zhongli about the room charges and I'll come back to you later."
He casually found an excuse and sent away the doubtful Paimon and the hesitant Ying. Famas turned his head, his red pupils shining with blood, like a lurking creature in the vastness of Guiliyuan.
The fierce beast is watching behind Zhongli’s back.