"Of course. The best place to watch fireworks is Qunyu Pavilion. Don't worry, I remember our agreement. But now I have to go to the General Affairs Department to wrap up the fireworks case. Just leave the relevant matters to me. , you three...four have worked hard. While you have free time, you can go to the city for a walk first, and I will meet you when I finish my work."

Again, unable to find any point to refute, Paimon mouthed, "Okay... I'm coming!"

"Well, it's a deal."

Seeing Keqing leave first, Paimon raised his head and sighed again, the other party was really busy. They kept saying that they would meet them when they were done...but could they really wait until the other party was done? She finally understood why Miss Ningguang was worried. If she continued like this, she would really miss the Sea Lantern Festival.

The way she conveyed credit to Kong at Guyun Pavilion seemed familiar. A white paper crane with a golden tail flew along the wind and into Wutong's hand. Looking at the direction it was flying from, it was Qingce Village.

There were faint writings on the wings, and Wutong carefully opened them.

It was a message from Mr. Yao, to the effect that he had gone to find Zhongli first. He was a man of iron rice and steel, and he would be starving if he didn't eat. It was lunch time. See you at Wanmin Hall.

Paimon: "Yes, we agreed to meet Zhongli! Coincidentally, we also collected some opinions on rest. But the word Mr. Yao..."

"It's the font of my hometown." Wutong hurriedly restored the paper crane and put it into his backpack like a treasure: "I'm looking for Mr. Zhongli... If I have time this afternoon, I can go to Hanyun Club. Yun Jin’s matter is done.”

Kong thought for a few seconds and nodded: "Okay, let's go, let's go back to Liyue Port first."

Return to Liyue Port Wanmin Hall.

There were several tables of people drinking and eating food next to them, chatting about life and daily life. For example, today my immediate boss at work is no longer a good person, and he wants to squeeze them again as the holidays are approaching. Or, praise your children for their good grades in school and the promised pocket money. Or, he shyly said that he had earned enough money to go home and marry a wife, so he couldn't drink too much tonight, and he had to watch the fireworks with him as he had made an appointment.

Yao was sitting not far from them, with a pot of tea in front of him and an ordinary white porcelain cup held in his hand, like a fine and expensive utensil.

Stay out of the action yet be close to it.

Her long black hair was simply tied behind her head and hung softly on her chest without looking feminine at all. On the contrary, it adds a gentle and elegant atmosphere to it. The clothes have not been changed since the first day. Every corner is smoothed, and the hem and front are clean without any stains or oil spots, which is enough to show how much the owner cares for this clothes.

The corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and his eyebrows were smiling. He had always been so kind and gentle. Like a fairy wandering here, like elusive clouds, like a dream.

Until Wutong lifted the curtain at the entrance of Wanmin Hall and called Mr.

"Here we go. Sit down. I've already ordered the food. Zhongli said he would wait for us at San Wan Bu Gang at about four in the afternoon."

Wutong approached and sat down: "Mr. Yao, are you listening to a story?"

Yao acquiesced: "After all, the immortals have to find a way to pass their time."

"Then, while passing the time, will Mr. Yao miss the people or things in the past?"

"Are you... digging gossip about Mr. Yao?" Yao put down the tea in his hand and joked.

The two of them had become familiar with each other, and Wutong took advantage of the father-daughter relationship between them to take advantage of it. He denied it seriously: "No, this is to answer questions and solve doubts."

Yao rubbed the little boy's head, and the touch felt as good as ever: "You have seen me visiting his grave, in the birch forest. Haha, I do miss it. But it's just a miss. Ultimately, I just miss our past. It’s just beautiful things. You are not a saint, you also have the pursuit of beautiful things.”

"..."

"You actually know that, right. Time is a good thing. So, are you still afraid now?"

Are you still afraid of separation now?

It would be a lie to say that I am not afraid, but I am indeed not as afraid as before.

Wutong flexed his fingers. As Mr. Yao said, she knew the big truths about life, separation, and death, but she had to admit that she knew it too. It was easier said than done, and it would be very difficult to say if they really met again. So he shook his head honestly: "I don't know."

It seems that children are not suitable for becoming immortal species, so they have to go back and think of another way.

Yao chuckled and handed the chopsticks thoughtfully: "It doesn't matter, first..."

"Sir, I don't seem to be able to become a qualified Immortal Seed. But I just thought about it again. If I really become an Immortal Seed, it wouldn't be very repulsive."

Kong's hand holding the food paused, and then he looked at his nose and heart as if he hadn't heard anything. There is quite a feeling that whatever you say and talk about has nothing to do with me and I will not be involved.

Yao was surprised. He put the hot dish into the opponent's bowl and decisively stopped the conversation: "Don't worry, think about it again. Sir, I want to hear your specific reasons. Don't just think about it and give it a try. After becoming an Immortal Seed, It’s irreversible, there’s no regret medicine for you, you have to be responsible for yourself.”

"..." After saying this, it seemed that he was quite confused. Wutong bit the vegetable leaves and nodded obediently, ready to listen to his teacher and continue to study the topic: "Okay."

After the meal, Wutong suggested that he wanted to be alone for a while, and Yao and Kong understood. Paimon also vowed, patting his chest and saying that he would be a good guide and take Mr. Yao to see all the unseen scenery in Liyue Port. Then go to the port to win the big prize, don’t worry!

Immortal species...

She might as well take a ready-made one and learn from the method. For this matter, she needed to find some material.

Wutong left Liyue and came to the Snow Mountain. Abedo's camp looked like there were signs of residence, and people must have gone out.

Rekindle the bonfire and sit next to it and look at the white mountains and horizon. Holding his hands, his eyes began to wander without focus.

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