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"Humph, it's just a ruler, it seems useless."

"This is...if I remember correctly, this should be a measuring instrument?"

Zhongli stood diagonally behind and explained to everyone: "It is true. But the Demon God of Salt also has the power here. Once this salt ruler is inserted into the ground, the soil will be covered with salt like rising water. The deeper it goes, the more salt it will The more grains there will be, in other words, there will be a bumper harvest of salt.”

Clemend's eyes widened, he turned around and shouted in disbelief: "This, this...isn't this more powerful than a salt lamp?!"

"Then, according to the contract, this salt ruler belongs to Ms. Wanyan."

"No! I don't agree! I paid for the money, and I organized this exploration, why should I suffer! And this little girl is of no use at all, why should I give things to her!"

Paimon was not surprised at all when Clemend turned his back on him and looked at Sora with his hands spread out: "He did it after all..."

"Well... now that you've said that..." Sora raised his eyebrows, curled his lips and put one hand on his hips.

Zhongli: "That means you want to break the contract?"

"So what if it's destroyed? I can almost understand the mechanism in this ruins. So, you are useless. After all, I am the one who hired you. Why should I do things according to your rules?"

The fire that Wutong had suppressed before rose up again, and he clenched his fists.

The calm Zhongli's tone was still very calm, as if he was saying something ordinary: "Because you made a contract. The Rock King once said that once the contract is completed, anyone who breaks his promise will be punished by eating the rock."

"That's your god of Liyue. I came from Zhidong. I...uh huh!"

At that moment, long dark blue hair floated, and there was a faint smell of herbs. As Clemend sat down on the ground with his nose covered, Wutong put back his fists and straightened up with a slumped face like a rabbit.

"We will reconsider our position on this matter, which we will never tolerate."

Seeing Clemend getting up, still dissatisfied and wanting to resist, Wu Tong frowned and kicked his leg hard.

"I advise you not to cause trouble. Otherwise, you will be responsible for the consequences."

Suddenly feeling a terrifying aura, Wan Yan swallowed, took a step back, looked around, worried, is this really okay...?

Sora on the side watched Wutong punch hard to the flesh, showing no signs of deterioration in his sword skills, with a happy face and a good mood. He now has the strength to beat someone up, and it can be seen that his body is recovering well. Anyway, he has a grudge against the fools, so Wutong can do whatever he wants. It doesn't matter if he accidentally kills him, he will find a way.

Zhongli, on the other hand, nodded at Wutong's pleasing physical and martial arts skills, pretending not to see the tragedy of this one-sided beating, and then listened to those few sentences which were quite interesting. He recited them silently in his heart several times, and the more he listened, the more interesting his words became. radian.

"Don't say you didn't predict what you said, do you understand?"

A sword struck the side of Clement's head with a clang, and the cold light it gave off made people shiver.

"I understand, I understand! I understand that I can't understand it any more. Miss, stop fighting, stop fighting! I understand, I understand..."

"Then, your harvest will be confiscated by me. You are no longer qualified to move forward. Go back to where you came from."

"Yes, yes. I'll go back, I'll go back right away!"

Seeing that the other party was using his hands and feet and running out with a bruised nose and a swollen face, Paimeng slowly walked to Wutong: "I said it was archaeological exploration, but I can't pretend anymore."

"Fortunately, I was on guard, so Paimon won't be like him in the future." Sora took Wutong's hand and looked at it to see if there were any cuts left by the guy's blade.

Paimon put his hands on his hips and retorted: "I like Mora, but I don't do bad things!"

"Clement's mistake was greed. But besides greed, there are also many temptations that make people want to violate the contract. When faced with the things they desire, how many people can restrain their desires and abide by the contract... ." After Zhongli pondered for a moment, he took a step forward and looked at Wan Yan on the other side with a vague look: "Why not, let's take this opportunity to make it clear."

"Huh? What do you want to talk about?" Paimeng stopped fuming with Kong and tilted his head to ask Zhongli.

"In fact, no one in this temporary archaeological team is here to do archaeology."

Noticing the gaze coming from the air and the words coming out of her mouth, Wanyan subconsciously grasped the hem of her clothes: "Why, why do you say that?"

Zhongli: "Madam, you lack the most basic knowledge of archeology and don't know a few cultural relics, but you are particularly proficient in the knowledge of the Demon God of Salt. Compared with archeology and cultural relics, the Demon God of Salt itself is more important. Are you interested? As far as I know, the legends about the Salt Demon God you mentioned in Zhutianfang are most popular in Yinyuan Hall..."

"No, stop talking!" Wan Yan interrupted suddenly, and in the short silence, she took a deep breath and tried to calm down her mood: "...Sir, you are indeed knowledgeable and talented. I muster up the courage to ask you a question. It seems to be the right choice - yes, I am not an archaeologist. I come to one of the seven gates of Liyue, the Yinyuan Hall in charge of the salt industry. Our ancestors were the ones who swept the continent during the Demon God War. The people who were protected by the Demon God of Salt during the tribulation period.”

Paimon: "Speaking of which, I've never heard you call me Emperor or Lord Yan. It's rare for people in Liyue to talk about Morax..."

Sora had already known the answer in his mind and had no doubts about it, so he didn't react much.

"That's because during the war, Morax assassinated our god! He was jealous of the power of the Salt Demon God and made us homeless! I...we hate him! But Liyue is Morax's Liyue, history must He was allowed to whitewash it... So, I want to prove! Morax is also guilty! He has blood on his hands, and he has a cruel and ruthless side!"

"..."

"..."

Facing the silence of Zhongli and others, Wan Yan shouted anxiously: "We signed a contract to face the truth, right, Mr. Zhongli! You must make a fair judgment on this matter!"

"That's natural. Moreover, Liyue is no longer the Liyue of Morax." Zhongli sighed softly, but did not tell Wanyan anything directly. Instead, he turned around and said, "Follow me, all the answers are ahead. "

Arriving at the deepest part of the ruins, a broken sword was placed on the altar with condensed salt crystals on it.

"Is this... a sword? Ah! It's a broken sword! This is evidence! Proves that the Demon God of Salt once resisted! He just failed to withstand the poisonous hands of Morax! Compared with the salt lamp and the salt ruler, this The power of the sword must be far beyond them! If you can repair this sword, you can show others the power of the Salt Demon God...Ah!"

A sword was pointed at Wan Yan's throat. It only took half a step. The unprepared Wan Yan would die here in the next second.

Looking at the man holding the sword opposite, suddenly, those cold and compassionate golden eyes appeared in his mind again.

But this time, after Wan Yan calmed down and looked over, the other party said to her in a very normal manner: "Look, I can also pick up the sword and stab you. You don't need to resist or react. , because you are undefended against me."

Those eyes, even in the dim ruins, are flowing with golden rivers and are full of brilliance.

It immediately reminded her of Morax, whom she hated most.

"Wutong." Zhongli called, a little helpless. Why does this child always like this? "Don't be afraid, she has no ill intentions. From an archaeological perspective, these two broken swords are two cultural relics. So, in order, Take items, one contract at a time, and you can only take away one of them.”