While Zhongli was busy organizing his own immortal ceremony, Famas also walked from Feiyunpo to the Yujingtai Garden, which was being rebuilt.
Those exquisite landscape creations have long since been burned. Bamboo scaffolding has been built along the stone walls. Craftsmen are repairing the damaged stone walls. The path leading to Bubulu has been cleared, and bricks are constantly being loaded with them.
Wheelbarrow traffic of timber.
Yu Hengxing, who is responsible for supervising the progress of the project, is not here. He is probably dealing with the aftermath of the Yin Yuan Hall rebellion.
Famas observed the progress of the building's restoration and walked aimlessly down the stairs of Bubulu. Liyue, which had been devastated by the war, gradually regained its vitality. Birds chirped one after another, and the sun slowly floated in the sky, reflecting the colors on the ground.
As the dust rose, Famas remembered something very important.
That is, he seems to have nowhere to go in Liyue.
If he went to find Traveler and Paimon now, there would definitely be a lot of questions to ask about emergency food. Famas did not want to bother to explain to Paimon; when it came to Yuehai Pavilion, Liyue Qixing headed by Ningguang obviously did not
He will be welcomed as a guest at the Purse Life Hall and the Wanmin Hall are too busy to touch the ground...
Beidou's Southern Cross fleet is salvaging the building wreckage and the lost items of Qun Yu Pavilion at sea. The Feiyun Chamber of Commerce's Escort Bureau is organizing a caravan to transport various materials needed to rebuild Liyue. The Yanshang Teahouse seems to be unattended, but in fact it is not.
Know where and what secret information is being investigated.
Famas thought about it and found out that in this huge Liyue Port, only the Beiguo Bank, a diplomatic institution belonging to the winter season, could probably welcome him with a smile.
But Pantalone must have too much to worry about.
After all, contracts signed between gods are no child's play, and Morax is the nominal God of Contracts. It is obviously not an easy task to find loopholes in the contract he personally drew up and reduce the losses of the fools.
matter.
“The desserts at North Country Bank are quite good…”
In line with the principle of being willing to help others and helping partners, Famas thought for a moment and prepared to return to the Fools' station to look for loopholes in the contract with Pantalone.
But at this moment, there was a vague fragrance of mist flowers in the air.
Famas sniffed it suspiciously and looked in the direction from which the scent came. He happened to see Dr. Bai walking down the stairs in confusion, holding an oil paper package tied with a string in his hand.
Baizhu, who wears folding glasses, has a gentle appearance. He wears a short shirt that is not common in Liyue. His long green hair is tied up with a bamboo hairpin and tied into a short braid hanging on the back of his head. His face is in line with the image of a life-saving doctor.
of gentle compassion.
If anything could attract more attention than his appearance, it would undoubtedly be the white snake coiled around his neck at this moment.
But I'm afraid that the other party's health was not very good. Even though he just walked down the long steps in front of Bubu Lu, he couldn't help coughing several times. After taking a short rest, he suppressed his discomfort and continued to go down the stairs.
His target is obviously Famas on the side of the bluestone path.
Seeing Bai Shu's appearance of being out of breath after taking only two steps, Famas couldn't help but feel a little worried, fearing that the other party would really cough to death in front of him, and then he would have to work hard to separate the relationship.
"Based on the lifespan of a mortal, he dares to feed tigers and wild monsters. He is not very capable, but he is quite courageous."
In order not to delay himself from going to Beiguo Bank to taste the desserts, Famas muttered without stopping. He turned around and walked directly in the direction of Beiguo Bank, without any intention of knowing what Bai Shu was looking for him to do.
"Mr. Famas, please stay."
But before he had even taken two steps, Bai Shu's voice came from behind him. Famas turned his head and happened to look at the white snake protruding from Doctor Bai's neck.
"How did Mondstadt say hello... Good day, Lord Famas?"
A light and melodious female voice came from Bai Shu strangely. He saw the cloth of the cloak on Bai Shu's shoulders moving, and his whole body was covered with dense snow-white scales. The slender and graceful Snake King slowly crawled out from the collar, and watched with slow and leisurely movements.
It looks inexplicably elegant, but it inevitably makes people's hair stand on end.
The white snake clung to the young man's neck, coiled its body twice, blinked like a human, and then said hello to Famas.
"You know a lot, good day, Your Excellency Changsheng?"
Of course, Famas was not surprised by the existence of Changsheng. He stretched out his hand and pressed his eyebrows.
I almost forgot that Doctor Bai, who looked like a sick man, was actually the Chosen One with the Eyes of God.
If I had known earlier, I should have run faster.
When Famas secretly regretted it, Baizhu raised his index finger and scraped Changsheng's chin affectionately, signaling it to turn back. The cold-blooded animal first rubbed Doctor Bai's finger helpfully, and then hissed.
The soft body slowly curled back to its original position.
The cold snake scales scraped against Baizhu's neck, a scene that would make the hairs stand on end in a normal person, but Baizhu himself seemed unaware, not even changing his breathing rate.
"I'm really sorry, Mr. Famas, Chang Sheng has been a little active lately."
Baizhu's voice was calm and soft, as if he really thought that the existence of immortality had frightened Famas. His tone was full of apologies, and then he picked up the oil-paper bag in his hand and explained his purpose:
"Qiqi told me about the good deeds of you and the traveler. Thank you very much for finding coconut milk for her... This is a pastry made by the little zombie. I hope I can pass it on to you on my behalf."
Bai Zhu lifted the oil-paper baggage and barely suppressed the itching in his throat.
Coughing while delivering food is not a good thing.
"It's just a piece of cake. I didn't expect the little zombie to have such a memory?"
Famas took the cake from Baizhu and asked seemingly casually.
Zombies in Liyue have no memory and self-awareness. Everything they do and say is dictated by orders. Even if for some reasons, Qiqi can give himself orders to drive actions, the memory of the little zombies is still very poor. In order to ensure
When daily life goes smoothly, I carry a notebook with me.
The order allows Qiqi to carry out the task, and the notes contain various precautions, including methods for completing the task. In addition, Qiqi's own strength is also good... With these three guarantees, the little zombie's
There is usually no problem with the action.
But unfortunately, Qi Qi often forgets to even look at his notes, so making pastries to express gratitude sounds more like an excuse made by Baizhu to Famas.
However, the young man could also guess the reason why Baizhu specifically contacted him.
After all, anyone in Liyue who has a little knowledge of Bu Bu Lu knows that Doctor Bai in the house has been seeking the method of "immortality" all year round, and Bai Shu has never deliberately concealed this behavior that seems to be contrary to life and death.
According to Hu Tao, the white doctor in Bu Bu Lu was like a moth, leaping into the fire soberly.