"Hey, I said I came to Liyue to pay homage to the emperor's holy face and compose an epic hymn... Mr. Zhongli, do you believe it?"
Hearing Zhongli's question, Wendy, who had a guilty conscience, leaned in the direction of Famas unconsciously, trying to defend herself with the words she used to deal with travelers and Paimon.
"...Of course I believe it, but a few days ago, many of the old wines I collected in the Hall of the Past were suddenly stolen, including two bottles of Chenxi Winery's century-old Fengshen special wine. You are a bard from Mondstadt
, I must have heard about the deeds of the tavern thief?"
Zhongli showed his usual elegant and elegant look, squinted his eyes and nodded with a smile, but the underlying meaning behind his words was clearly alluding to Wendy sneaking into his room while the battle in Liyue was taking place and no one was left in the Hall of Rebirth.
Stealing the fine wines from various places that he had collected for many years.
"Ha, haha...really?"
Although Wendy was very sure that he did not leave any traces when he stole the wine, when he heard Zhongli's question, he couldn't help but feel even more guilty. He tiptoed quietly towards Farmas' position until he caught Farmas with his hand.
Then he spread out his other hand and retorted confidently:
"What a tavern thief, this poet has never heard of him!"
"I suggest Mr. Zhongli go directly to the Knights of the West Wind...ah no, it's the staff of the General Affairs Department who reported the case..."
Wendy murmured in a low voice and hid behind Famas, and the boy cooperated very well to block in front of Wendy. Zhongli frowned slightly at their coordinated performance, and then sighed helplessly.
Zhongli is not an alcoholic, and he mostly drinks tea when he goes out. The reason why he collects fine wines from all over Teyvat is because he hopes that one day when the "Seven Gods Drinking Party" starts again, Liyue can entertain his colleagues with fine wines and delicacies.
However, since the Calamity disaster occurred five hundred years ago, the number of rulers has changed, and the Seven Gods have never reunited.
Therefore, every year Zhongli smuggled in from merchants all over Liyue, and the mellow wine purchased and exchanged from private brewery owners was left in the room. Most of the immortals in Liyue were indifferent, and the only remaining Jinpeng Yaksha had responsibilities to attend to. Hutao was still young.
When he was young, except for the occasional occasion when Li Yue drank alone in front of the moon during festivals, no one could drink with him in the huge Liyue.
Now that the wine in the room was stolen by Wendy, Zhongli had no intention of scolding her.
After all, these drinks were originally prepared for the colleagues of the Seven Gods. It was appropriate for Barbatos, a famous drunkard among the Seven Consuls, to take them and drink them.
"That's such a pity. This kind of alcohol was originally intended as a tribute to the neighboring country's wind god, but it was stolen by thieves..."
Zhong Li unconsciously twitched the corners of his mouth, revealing a meaningful smile.
In addition to ordinary drinks, his room also has several bottles of wine brewed by the "Razaki Admiral" Fenan when he was still alive.
Perhaps knowing that these bottles were the last legacy left by a certain Yaksha, even though she was very greedy, Wendy deliberately skipped those bottles of wine that were contained in Liyue porcelain bottles and had a rich aroma exuding from the gaps.
But now, after hearing Zhongli's words, Wendy was uncharacteristically uncharacteristic. She suddenly let go of her little hand holding Famas's clothes and rushed to Zhongli excitedly:
"Hey, old man, you have to keep your word... That's right, I took those drinks!"
"I remember that there are several bottles of wine in Liyue bottles in your room...are those also prepared for me...for Lord Barbatos?"
Wendy admitted the theft of wine without hesitation, but when Wendy mentioned the wine gifted by Fa Nan, the smile on Zhongli's face gradually disappeared.
Two hundred years ago, Wendy flew to Liyue late at night after being drunk and chatted with Zhongli.
At that time, Zhongli listened to the poet's complaints honestly, and carefully tried to figure out the meaning behind his crazy words. He never thought that gods could also go "drunk and crazy".
After a short conversation, Wendy insisted on dragging Zhongli to fly around in the sky several times. Seeing that Zhongli was already drunk, Dijun reluctantly accompanied Zhongli with a cold face while doing irregular movements in the high sky.
Unexpectedly, when she landed, Wendy, who was so dizzy from flying, managed to spit out all the wine she drank on Zhongli's clothes.
These are the clothes that Mi Nu sewed for him with his own hands!
From then on, whenever Zhongli saw Wendy in Liyue, he would definitely ask her if she had any government issues and needed help. After receiving a negative answer, he would tell Wendy to fulfill her duty of teaching humans, and finally quit.
The serious poet was thrown back to his hometown in Mondstadt.
It's a pity that now that Famas is present, Zhongli obviously can't throw Wendy back to Mondstadt in front of the young man. Moreover, Wendy's hard work on the battlefield in Liyue was considered to be very successful. If he hadn't held up the sky of Liyue, Hong Kong City would have been destroyed.
The damage will definitely be greater than it is now.
So when faced with Wendy's urgent inquiry, Zhongli just crossed his arms, stared at the expectant bard with his golden eyes, and asked helplessly:
"...What do you think?"
Retirement is obviously something worth celebrating, but why does it become so complicated for him?
Forget it, let Ning Guang figure this out from now on. He can just be an ordinary guest at the Rebirth Hall. We don’t understand anything, and we don’t know anything.
Zhongli made up his mind to pretend to be dumbfounded. Famas was also speechless and held his forehead, staring at the back of the little poet who was asking questions in front of Zhongli. The traveler and Paimon also turned their gazes because of Zhongli's rhetorical question.
Everyone's eyes were focused on Wendy.
"Ahem, why are you looking at me?"
Seeing Zhong Li's tough look, Wendy, who knew she had no chance of good wine, curled her lips and turned around regretfully, "Okay, okay... I came to Liyue this time because I have something serious to do."
I have to tell you."
"Yeah?"
Paimon rolled his eyes and raised his head with a suspicious expression, but it was rare for the traveler to hear the word "serious" from Wendy's mouth, so he corrected his attitude slightly and pretended to listen attentively.
"Of course!" Wendy cleared her throat, opened her arms to everyone, and then raised her hand to press the small bow tie on her chest, "The poet was watching the sky at night in the tavern last night, and found that the fate of the [Salt Mother] Heulia was symbolized.
The stars are bright again, and the place where the stars rise is above the boundary of Liyue."
"For the sake of friendship among colleagues, of course I should come to Liyue to see what is going on."
The reasons given by Wendy were quite logical. Even Zhongli couldn't help but lower his eyes and think deeply when he heard Heulia's name, while Paimon's focus was on what Wendy said about observing the sky at night:
"Eh? It turns out that Wendy, like Miss Mona, can use astrology?"
"Humph... Of course, there are so many customers from all over the world in the tavern, and I have learned several tricks from them."
The little poet nodded proudly, while Famas immediately thought of the letter with the dandelion clusters.
Wendy, this guy's letter contains an invitation from the sylphs full of expectations to the slime hero, but in fact, the goal of coming to Liyue is the same as Morax.
All for the sake of the "resurrected" salt demon, Heulia.