Yang Ming took out the paper crane again and rode it. This time, Yang Ming did not control the paper crane, but let it take him to the foot of a mountain. A corpse was lying quietly at the foot of the mountain. It was Ningguang's mother.

In order to help him calm down, Yang Ming flew a paper crane to the Hall of Rebirth. Normally, no one would approach the Hall of Rebirth in broad daylight.

But Yang Ming wanted to ask a favor from someone, so he knocked on the door of the Hall of Rebirth, and an old man and a young man opened the door.

"What does the guest want? Is it a funeral or a visit?"

"You must be Mr. Hu, right? My name is Yang Ming, and I would like to ask Mr. Hu to send someone to me."

"Oh? Come on, guest."

Old Hu led the way in front. Yang Ming followed Old Hu into the Hall of Rebirth. After walking around a few circles, they soon arrived at a pavilion where Zhongli happened to be sitting drinking tea.

"Oh? The hall master has guests. Do you need me to step aside?"

Without waiting for Mr. Hu to speak, Yang Ming spoke.

"It just so happens that I have something to visit Mr. Zhongli about, so let's go together."

Then Mr. Hu, Zhongli, Yang Ming, and Mr. Hu's son sat down.

"Let's talk business first. I would like to ask Mr. Hu to send someone off. The ceremony can be the same as for ordinary people, but there is one thing. I hope Mr. Hu can choose a precious place in Yuheng Mountain that can overlook the entire Liyue Harbor for him."

"That's fine, guest, but I want to know the reason."

"Because she wants to see her child live a good life in Liyue Harbor. Is this a good enough reason?"

Mr. Hu remained silent, but he understood the situation in his mind.

"It may require a banquet, a happy funeral or a mournful funeral."

"No need to go through so much trouble. Just bury him, erect a tombstone, and leave."

"What is the relationship between the guest and the deceased?"

“I know his daughter…”

"Inscription"

"I don't know its name..."

At this time, the bell left after listening for a long time.

"Liu Cui, Ning Shan..."

Zhongli said two names and stopped talking. Yang Ming and Old Hu nodded. Only Old Hu's son, who was standing aside, was confused.

"Do you need a coffin?"

"Do you have it in stock?"

"nature"

Afterwards, Mr. Hu brought Yang Ming to the place where the coffins were placed. Looking around, there were only black coffins. Yang Ming found one nearby.

Yang Ming walked to the head of the coffin, gathered his strength and slapped the coffin with his palm. The coffin lid was lifted up by the force. Yang Ming stood up the coffin lid, and then put Ningguang's mother's body into the coffin from the Eye of God.

Then he closed the coffin, asked Mr. Hu for three incense sticks, lit them and inserted them into the coffin.

"Three sticks of incense, three chances, I can ensure that Ningguang is safe. You can also go with peace of mind, Ningguang is very strong."

Not sure if it was a psychological effect or something else, but Yang Ming felt like there was an extra chain in his body. If True Lord Liuyun Jiefeng were here, he would definitely be able to see that this was a contract, a contract witnessed by the God of Contract.

Yang Ming bowed to Mr. Hu

"After that, it will be handed over to Mr. Hu. Just send the bill to the hotel when the time comes."

"Well, I see."

Yang Ming returned to the pavilion. At this time, there was one more person in the pavilion, dressed in green and looking unreliable.

"Oh my, is there another guest?"

"Would you like to drink, little brother? Would you like to try some fine dandelion wine?"

That’s right, the person in front of me is the god of idleness, Barbatos, now called Wendy.

"My name is Yang Ming, what is your name?"

"Me? Oh, my name is Wendy, and I'm a bard~"

"Do you want me to sing a poem for you? All I need is a bottle of wine~"

Seeing that Wendy was acting unruly, Zhongli threw a small star on Wendy's head without hesitation.

"Ouch! Hey! Old man! What are you hitting me for?!"

"The Hall of Rebirth is a solemn place, not a place for you to play and have fun."

"Most of the people who come here have lost a loved one, so you are not allowed to frolic."

"It's really boring, old man."

Yang Ming couldn't help but laugh as he watched the two people acting in front of him, but when he thought about what had just happened, he bowed to the two of them.

Venti and Zhongli also gladly accepted the worship. Maybe Ningguang was really lucky to have received the blessings of the two gods.

Yang Ming left the Wangsheng Hall and returned to Mingyun Town in the evening. Smoke was rising from Ningguang's house. When Yang Ming entered the house, Ningguang was busy in the kitchen.

Yang Ming walked into the house. Ningguang, who heard the noise, came out and saw that it was Yang Ming. She ran to Yang Ming excitedly.

"Brother Yang Ming, you're back. I thought you were gone."

"Well, I went to do something. Are you cooking?"

"Well, I made some dishes, Brother Yang Ming, come and try them."

Yang Ming did not refuse. He sat at the table and watched Ningguang serve three dishes: stir-fried cabbage, cold mint, and minced meat soup, which was real minced meat soup.

Ningguang served Yang Ming a large bowl of rice, and served herself a small bowl. Yang Ming didn't say anything, and ate quietly. After dinner, Ningguang washed the dishes in the kitchen, while Yang Ming sat in front of the door, watching the sun set little by little.

He didn't know when Ningguang also sat down next to him. Yang Ming looked at the little Ningguang beside him.

I couldn't help but ruffle her hair, as if I was talking to myself or asking something.

"What should we do next?"

"I want to go to Liyue Harbor and make a lot of money."

"As for this home...house, I probably won't be coming back."

"Is that so? Then we are going to settle down in Liyue Harbor. You can stay at my place first."

"That's great. I have an empty room."

Of course Yang Ming has no property. He originally did not plan to sell the amber. After all, there is magical power in the amber, and it will always be troublesome if it flows into the market. But he can't care about so much at the moment.

I promised the mother that I would take good care of Ningguang. I can't let her sleep on the streets, right?

"Brother Yang Ming, it's so late, don't go back, just stay here for one night."

Yang Ming nodded, and Ningguang went into the room to help Yang Ming make the bed. Ever since her father passed away, she was afraid that her mother would be lonely so she slept with her mother, and she hadn't lived in her own room for a long time.

Ningguang cleaned up briefly, made the bed for Yang Ming, and brought a quilt.

Yang Ming, who was lying in bed at night, felt someone's presence outside the door, so he got out of bed and opened the door. Ningguang was standing in front of the door alone, hugging a pillow, with her head down and silent.

Yang Ming sighed, then moved aside to let Ningguang in. Ningguang went straight into the bed. Yang Ming shook his head, closed the door, and also got into the bed.

Neither of them spoke. After a while, Yang Ming felt wetness on his back.

Yang Ming didn't say anything. He turned around and hugged Ningguang. Ningguang curled up in Yang Ming's arms.

It was a sleepless night as both my father and mother were gone.

This night was a peaceful night because I had someone to keep me company.

The next morning, Ningguang packed up her belongings and headed for Liyue Harbor with Yang Ming on a paper crane. However, due to repeated use of the paper crane, the crane ran out of energy, so they were forced to land in Liguiliyuan.

Fortunately, Guiliyuan was not far from Liyue Harbor, so the two of them walked and chatted. Suddenly, Yang Ming saw a blue figure on the side of the road.

Yang Ming held his forehead with his hand. He had already guessed who it was. When he got closer, he saw that it was indeed Ganyu.

"Brother Yang Ming, why is Sister Gan Yu sleeping here?"

"Well, how should I put it? People have different physiques. It could also be that she is too tired from work. Ningguang, if you become a Tianquan Star in the future, remember to give her a holiday."

"Why do I have to be the Tianquan Star? Brother Yang Ming is so powerful, he should be the one to be the Tianquan Star."

"Let's not argue about this now. Just remember that there are seven days a week, and she can have Saturday and Sunday off."

"Oh, I remember. When I become a Tianquan Star, I will give Sister Ganyu two days off every week."

Yang Ming nodded with satisfaction, and then approached Ganyu again. This time, he asked Ningguang to stay away in advance, and he ran away with a talisman in his hand.

"Senior Sister Ganyu, Senior Sister Ganyu, why are you sleeping in the wild again?"

"Wow... hm? hm!"

Well, that’s right, it was another Frost Arrow. This time Yang Ming was well prepared and he immediately turned into lightning and dodged.

"Thunder Law Speed ​​Patrol!"

Yang Ming, who dodged the arrow, spoke up

"Senior Sister Ganyu, wait! Look who I am!"

"Hmm? Junior Brother Yang Ming! Sorry, sorry, I almost hurt you again by accident. Are you okay?"

"It's okay, just don't shoot me next time. By the way, why is Senior Sister Ganyu sleeping in the wild again?"

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