After being hit in the face by the system, I swapped bodies with Zhongli

After Yuan Zhuoyue was escorted to Liyue Harbor by a group of kind people, he met the blond traveler.

While Yuan Zhuoyue remained silent, the kind-hearted people who escorted him began to briefly tell this chivalrous, kind-hearted and helpful traveler what had happened.

During this process, the traveler looked incredulous but remained relatively calm. Little Paimon, who followed him, would exclaim every now and then.

If it weren't for the traveler's quick eyes and hands, he would have been able to stop his friend from saying something.

Maybe the real identity of Mr. Zhongli, who has now lost his memory, was completely revealed in the words spoken by little Paimon, which seemed to be without thinking.

But since such a major event had occurred, the traveler, who considered himself to be fairly familiar with Mr. Zhongli and had a relatively friendly relationship with him, had no intention of leaving.

We have to figure out what Mr. Zhongli's current situation is and what could cause a god to lose his memory.

After the traveler made up his mind, he joined the escort team and became one of them.

So the group arrived at the Hall of Rebirth in such a grand manner. The ceremonial attendants who stayed behind in the Hall of Rebirth caused another commotion when they saw the guests who were surrounded by them.

Of course, this riot was not a disorderly chaos, but was caused by the shock caused by the sudden situation.

It could be considered as a situation of order amidst the chaos, as several ceremonial attendants served warm tea to the guests and those who escorted them while they took a short break.

The attendant, who was faster on foot, had already hurried to Bubu Lu, intending to ask Doctor Bai there to come and see if Mr. Zhongli was seriously ill.

Because Mr. Zhongli remained silent from beginning to end, after the ceremonial attendants learned about Mr. Zhongli's amnesia, they had a detailed chat with the kind-hearted people who escorted them back to the Hall of Rebirth.

The traveler is at the outermost edge, listening once again to the subjective narrative process from another person's perspective.

Although he had heard before how these people found Mr. Zhongli covered in blood on the beach.

But the previous one was just a brief summary, and a lot of details were omitted when telling the story, so it’s not a bad idea to listen to it again and get some more details.

But when the listener was only halfway through his story, the travelers who were watching attentively suddenly heard a low, gentle, and slightly hoarse voice.

That hint of hoarseness is like the most discordant rhythm in a melodious music.

He heard the very familiar voice calling out: "...Traveler."

The sound was not loud, but it was clearly heard by the traveler.

The traveler, whose attention was originally focused on the crowd, suddenly turned around and looked at the amnesiac version of Zhongli sitting on the round chair in the hall.

Almost subconsciously, he took a step forward and walked towards Zhongli's direction, but after only taking two or three steps, the traveler suddenly stopped.

Because he realized belatedly that Zhongli's calling him like that just now might not be because he still remembered something.

Instead, he was called that by choosing an appropriate name from the information revealed by the people around him.

However, the traveler's footsteps only paused for a moment before he continued walking in the direction where Zhongli was.

After all, he felt that even if Mr. Zhongli was in a state of amnesia, it was impossible for him to call him for no reason. There must be something going on.

Maybe he wanted to ask him about something, or maybe he had something to tell him.

But little Paimeng floated in the same place, and even moved his little body and squeezed further inside, as if he wanted to hear more clearly the various words coming out of the crowd.

The traveler only glanced at his fallen friend, then walked up to Zhongli and asked in a low voice: "Mr. Zhongli, is there anything you want to talk to me about?"

He had been thinking in his heart, what could have happened that Mr. Zhongli, who was now highly suspected to be in a state of amnesia, suddenly called him over behind people's backs?

Then he saw that there was a very obvious change of expression on Zhongli's face, as if he was conflicted and embarrassed.

Finally, he made up his mind and said, "...I have something important to ask of you. Traveler, would you be willing to help me?"

However, the voice was still not loud, as if the volume was controlled so that only the two of them could hear it.

But when the traveler heard that there was a commission, he naturally patted his chest and promised without hesitation: "If you have anything, just tell me."

Then the traveler heard Mr. Zhongli, who was said to have lost his memory, say: "Then I'll trouble you, the traveler, to find the immortals who know my identity and tell them that I have something to discuss with you."

The traveler Wen Yan showed a look of astonishment on his face: "You...don't you..."

However, before he could express his thoughts, Zhongli interrupted him in a leisurely voice: "Well... I can't explain the hidden situation in a few words. I just want to wait until all the immortals gather together, and then explain the current situation."

The traveler frowned slightly and asked in a serious tone, "...We need to gather all the immortals together? Has something big happened?"

The tall figure in front of him lowered his eyes slightly, and after pondering for a moment, he replied: "I don't think it's a big deal... But for the immortals, it may be true."

Although Zhongli will still give a definite answer until now, the Traveler also intends to find the whereabouts of the immortals as he said.

With the experience of being involved in the last case of the 'murder' of Rock King Emperor and looking for the immortals, the traveler felt that he could find all the targets at a faster speed than last time.

But there is one final and most important question.

The traveler asked, "...Wait a minute, where are the relatives going to gather? The Hall of the Dead?"

Mr. Zhongli thought for a moment and replied, "A secluded place that will not be disturbed by the outside world, nor can it affect the outside world... After the immortals arrive, I will trouble you to take me there. How do you think?"

Since Mr. Zhongli has already given a plan and the traveler feels that there is no big problem, he will directly adopt this plan.

They must set off immediately to find the whereabouts of the immortals so that they can successfully meet with Mr. Zhongli, who has lost his memory and seems to have some incredible secret.

Little Paimon, who was joining the crowd to join in the fun, was picked up by a traveler who was passing by. The traveler then flew a long distance away.

He realized it belatedly and asked with a puzzled look on his face: "...Kong, weren't you chatting with Zhongli just now? Why did you suddenly run away with me?"