Dimensional Inventory, the Original God Name Scene at the Beginning

He still doesn't know what kind of virtue this brother is, how could he dream of the emperor, maybe he dreamed of reaching the sky?

"Oh, can I still lie to you?!"

The man smelled of alcohol all over his body, and he obviously drank a little too much.

"At that time, Dijun told me that the Moon Festival is just around the corner. As a chef, I shouldn't give up. Even if the odds of winning are slim, I have to go up and compete with those famous chefs!"

Wine is such a thing, if you drink too much, you won't even hide from the explosion of the Jade Pavilion, let alone bragging in front of your brothers.

"I think, this is the soul of Lord Dijun hinting to me that this year I will be the chef and win the championship of the Chef King Competition."

Holding the jug again, he took a long sip, the man talked more and more, and the more he talked, the more energetic he became.

"You said, is it true that the emperor is not completely dead, and recently he cheated on the corpse, and his soul is still in the world, so he entrusted me with a dream like a lingering ghost?"

"..."

The people around him paused for a second, then silently grabbed the bench.

"Hey, what are you doing..."

"What else are you doing? If you drink too much and brag, you should be beaten!"

"Master Dijun guarded Liyue and died with the terrifying demon god. How could such integrity turn into a wronged soul?"

"Brothers, beat him up!"

"Okay!"

The screams sounded here, and it is estimated that the Qianyan Army will come to maintain order in a while.

Hu Tao paused for a while when he heard about the lingering ghost of Emperor Yan, but he didn't take it too seriously.

Regarding Zhongli's matter, let him have a headache.

Chapter 4 Zhongli frowned, wanting to die again

In special seasons, there will always be many nights when the night comes.

During that time in the evening, people can have leisure time and do some things they like to do.

And in Liyue Port, it seems that it has nothing to do with the waves and storytelling in the evening.

Some retired old people like to order a cup of tea, savor the aroma, and then listen to those old and meaningful stories.

After all, it is Liyue, the kingdom of contract.

The weight of the rock is reassuring.

The hidden immortal, the deceased emperor, and the seven stars who are now in power, they are like a gorgeous and peaceful protective shell, sheltering the ghosts and monsters that are active at night in this city.

And those who are sheltered in this peace naturally don't need to have so many troubles, especially on days like the Moon Festival.

"Daqiuqiu is sick, look at Erqiuqiu, buy medicine for Sanqiuqiu, boil for Siqiuqiu..."

In the Hall of Rebirth, the girl with plum blossom pupils was humming, and she was in a very good mood after returning home.

"Lao Meng, Zhongli, come out for dinner, today the head of the hall will cook himself!"

After disposing of the fish three times, five times and two times, Hu Tao yelled twice into the room.

"Hall master, didn't you say that you ate boiled fish and shrimp dumplings today?"

Looking at the grilled fish skewered with bamboo sticks in Hu Tao's hand, Zhong Li was puzzled.

The girl Hu Tao said that it was rare for her to cook herself, so that they could see the hall master's craftsmanship, and she brought back herself who was still listening to the book.

"Oh, don't worry so much about Zhongli."

Walnut waved his hand, saying indifferently.

"Old Meng, you come over to eat too! By the way, I heard a very interesting thing today."

After distributing the two grilled fish in his hand to Zhong Li and Lao Meng, Hu Tao quickly changed the topic.

She can't say that when she went to catch the fish by herself, it was already half-cooked when she hit it hard, so she had no choice but to turn it into a grilled fish, right?

"What makes you so happy, Hall Master?

"It's about Lord Dijun."

Blinking his eyes, Hu Nuo showed meaningful eyes.

"Cough cough cough..."

When Zhong Li heard his name, he looked at the indifferent Lao Meng, thinking that his identity should be safe.

Should be fine, right?

"I don't know what interesting things the hall master heard?" Zhong Li asked.

"When I came back just now, a cook said that he was dreamed by the emperor, and that the emperor was not dead, but was turning into a ghost wandering in Liyue."

Hu Tao looked at Zhong Li who was pretending to be serious, and smiled very cutely.

"Cough cough..."

Zhong Li choked again, expressing that he was not in a calm mood.

"Hall master, you can just listen to these things as a joke, and the ceremony of sending the immortals was held by the Xiangsheng Hall in person."

Don't you just want to retire? Why is it so difficult?

First they suspended animation, then they were exposed, and finally they all died together... Now I'm going to be haunted.

Tired of heart!

"Actually... I dreamed about it too."

At this time, Lao Meng, who had been silent all this time, suddenly spoke.

"Then what did the Rock King Dijun Dijun tell you?"

Zhongli took a sip of his tea, and tried his best to pray that the content of "myself" to old Meng Tuo's dream would not be too strange.

"Master Keqing, don't believe me when you tell me, Lord Dijun said that he wants me to participate in some kitchen king competition, and he also said that after winning the ranking, he will give me a treasure with supreme power."

"At that time, I thought Lord Dijun was going to be resurrected."

"Hey...it's really strange. The Emperor Mingming has been away for so long, how could I have such a dream."

After waving his hand, even Lao Meng himself didn't believe that Lord Dijun would take such good care of him.

"Although that's what we do in Xiangshengtang, even if Lord Dijun walks unsafely and is unwilling, it's not something we mortals can interfere with."

No matter how he thinks about it, Lao Meng feels that the emperor's matter should be resolved by the immortals, and the Xiangshengtang is not capable of that.

"Master Keqing, at that time, you personally organized the gift ceremony, and there was nothing wrong with it. Now that such a thing happened, don't you think it's strange?"

Seeing that Zhongli was still expressionless, Lao Meng couldn't help asking.

Dijun entrusted himself with a dream, and asked a funeral to participate in the chef king competition?

This is really strange!

"I think... the emperor must have deep meaning in doing this."

Zhong Li sipped his tea lightly, and could only speak slowly.

Even Lao Meng has encountered the emperor's entrusted dream. Presumably, the "resurrection" of Yan Wang Dijun will soon spread in Liyue streets and alleys.

Speaking of which... Is it time for me to prepare my next suspended animation plan?

"Hey……"

Sighing, Morax was worrying about his impending retirement.

After thinking about it for a long time, I couldn't do anything, so I just continued to look at the inventory.

[On the screen.

After listening to Walnut's seemingly nonsense, in fact, nonsense remarks about food, Xiangling said that he was greatly inspired.

"So that's the case. It sounds like nonsense, but it's very interesting. It's really a walnut. Thank you."

"In terms of nonsense, Mr. Storyteller can't compare to Walnut." Paimon couldn't help complaining.

"Huh? That's fine, I'll accept it as a compliment."

Hu Tao smiled: "Everything in the world, born, old, sick, and dead, salty, sweet, spicy, free to follow the rules! You understand everything."

"In that case, I'll take this as a suggestion."

Xiangling remembered dishes that were moving but still.

"Then next stop, let's go to Bubulu."

"Bubulu... Well, I believe the people there will give very interesting answers. Hee hee..."

Hu Tao nodded, showing meaningful eyes. 】

Qiqi: "Fake smiles, high temperature, death...Qiqi hates..."

Gan Yu: "Qiqi still doesn't like walnuts very much."

Hu Tao: "Oh, rather than hate, it's more appropriate to use fear, but I'm very clear about what Qiqi likes."

It's a pity, the Moon Festival is very busy recently, I can't go to Qiqi to play anymore.

"But having said that, since it's such a busy time, will Qiqi also come to participate?"

If she guessed right, Hu Tao felt that she needed to prepare two more special hemp ropes.

After all, Qiqi has great strength, so it's not so easy to catch her.

Wendy: "Hey, a very magical and exciting thing happened last night, take a guess."

Zhongli: "..."

Lord Barbatos let out a very malicious and bad laugh, hearing Lord Dijun frowned, and a chill came from behind.

Paimon: "Singer, could it be that you dreamed that Grandpa Di Luke gave you free wine again?"

Di Luque: "I think this kind of thing should be difficult to happen a second time."

Touching the weapon in his hand, the wolf's end was shining brightly.

Di Luke said that it was impossible for him to abandon it, even if Barbatos brought another artifact, he would not be moved.