Yuanshin: A big gift every week

Then he knocked three more times, still nothing.

Finally, he knocked vigorously four times before he heard footsteps inside, but there was no human voice.

"I want to find your guest Zhongli, please tell me if he is here."

The person inside seemed to hesitate for a while, and then opened a gap from the door, which also allowed Feng Qing to see the other party's appearance.

Oh, it turned out to be the ferryman!

"The guest is indeed here, may I ask who you are?"

"My name is Feng Qing, and they all call me Brother Qing."

Silence, still silence, the woman in black seemed to be unmoved by this kind of joke, but said:

"Please come with me, I will take you to find Mr. Ke Qing."

The ferryman's voice was hoarse, and her skin was pale.

It seems that he hasn't seen the sun for a long time, and he hasn't come out to inquire about the news.

The other party didn't care about his name.

After leading Feng Qing into the door, he saw the decoration inside.

Rather than saying that this is a venue for funerals, it is better to say that this is a place for selling herbs.

Because it is so similar.

(Money?) The long black counter is polished brightly, and there are many small black cabinets hanging on the wall.

Some herbs can be smelled in the air.

After all, incense sticks are made from herbs.

Feng Qing followed the ferryman while observing the surroundings. After the ferryman stood still in front of a room,

"Mr. Zhongli, a gentleman named Fengqing came to see you."

"Okay, come in!"

Well, with that calm tone again, without thinking about it, Zhongli must be sitting in the main seat drinking fragrant tea again.

Feng Qing stepped into the threshold and looked at the situation inside, secretly thinking in her heart that it was true.

The ferryman behind him gently closed the door, and the guests here can be left to Ke Qing, as she still has matters to deal with.

When the ferryman left, Feng Qing casually found a stool and sat down, then looked at Zhong Li at the end of the long table:

"I haven't seen you for a few days. You are still wearing the same clothes. I am very puzzled. Do you have many pieces of this style of clothes?".

Chapter 360 Five: Zhongli is not at a loss at all (asking for tickets and flowers)

What Feng Qing asked has always been the most puzzling thing in his mind.

He had already discovered it when he was in Mond.

Captain Qin wears the same clothes from morning to night for a month, and Lisa wears a black and purple witch costume every day, even those vendors wear.

No matter what time it is, it's the same.

Yingmei and the others are better, at least when they are at home at night, they don't wear the same clothes for thousands of years, occasionally wearing pajamas and stockings.

Zhongli thought that Fengqing wanted to ask about the rituals of sending immortals, which was his strength, and no one knew these etiquettes better than him, but he didn't expect that the other party's first question was his clothes.

The corners of his Danfeng eyes twitched lightly, then he put down the steaming tea bowl, raised his chin slightly, and glanced at Feng Qing's 'exotic clothes', then he opened his mouth and said:

"In terms of common sense, black and gold represent calmness and solemnity, and the clothes I wear are so close-fitting, which represents self-cultivation."

"Stop, I didn't ask you these things. What I want to ask is whether you have many of the same clothes."

After hearing this, Zhong Li raised his head and glanced at Feng Qing who was sitting across from him. He first picked up the tea bowl, took a sip from the edge, narrowed his phoenix eyes, and then continued:

"...Only this one."

Yes, Zhongli does have only one costume.

No matter where he goes, he always wears this gorgeous dress.

"Don't 840 think it's dirty? After all, Liyue is close to the sea, so it's very humid."

Feng Qing continued to ask questions on this topic.

"Which one have you met... well, gods are afraid of the six evils of wind, cold, heat, dampness, dryness, and heat?"

"There doesn't seem to be any at the moment, except for a certain big fool."''

"Do you want tea? The pot is filled with the finest Longjing tea, which is sweet and elegant, with a delicate fragrance."

Zhongli cut a topic decisively, wanting this good tea to start another matter, which is about whether he can completely retire.

"Then have a drink."

There were four or five seats between Feng Qing and Zhong Li, but he still complied and did not get up to approach.

It's not that he is hypocritical, after all, every god is not a fuel-efficient lamp.

In the game, he had no choice, and was abruptly involved in the chessboard of the gods. Now it is different, he wants to hold his own destiny in his own hands.

This long table represents distance and estrangement.

Regarding this, Zhong Li didn't care about anything.

After he washed the tea bowl, he raised the teapot slightly, and from the spout, the steaming and fragrant tea poured down like this, without leaking a single drop, and poured it all into the tea bowl.

The tea (cgcc) soup is quite dissatisfied, and the middle is just right.

Afterwards, Zhong Li gently pushed the tea bowl with his nimble index finger. The bottom of the bowl seemed to have wheels, and it moved from one side of the table to the other without slowing down.

Also no tea was spilled.

Feng Qing picked up the tea bowl with both hands, took a sip, then put it down:

"It's really good tea. Even a person like me who rarely drinks tea can feel that it's not ordinary."

"The tea that has absorbed the immortal energy of Jueyunjian, paired with the natural well water excavated from Qingcezhuang, has always been my favorite variety." Zhongli explained the origin of this tea for Fengqing.

Neither of them mentioned the matter of sending Xian Dianyi, and neither of them spoke first, as if this matter did not exist.

"Where is your hall master? Why didn't I see it when I came in just now?"

There was only a little bit of tea soup left at the bottom of the tea bowl, Feng Qing asked what he was concerned about.

"Hutao Hall has a lot of affairs on Sundays, and it should be dealing with funeral affairs in Wuwangpo. If you want to find her, you can go back in Xuri."

After Zhongli finished speaking, he drank the last sip of tea and stood up from his seat.

"You came to see me, you probably want to ask what materials are needed to hold the ceremony, right?"

The boy sitting across from him had chatted with him for so long, but he didn't mention anything about sending Xian Dianyi away.

The last time we met on a flower boat, the scene was rather embarrassing, so he left without mentioning it

I still haven't mentioned it now, I've drank two big bowls of tea soup.

"Yes, I have already exchanged the banknote, and I can go buy some materials."

Now that Zhong Li brought it up first, he won't be so stern, looking for something to say.

After all, this ceremony was not sponsored by him.

In Tivat, where there are people, there is money.

This is the truth.

How do people know who you are without money?

Ke Qing is just one of the many people in Liyue.

This needs to be understood.

There are people everywhere on the street.

Um.They are all lined up on both sides, leaving a path for Feng Qing and Zhong Li to travel.

It was supposed to be a bustling street market, but now there are not many voices.

Everyone has three expressions of fear, admiration, and horror on their faces, but they just knelt down and worshiped the fairy family, praying for how they will live this year.

Of course,

This kind of person does not care whether the "god" is good or bad.

After all, during the Demon God War,

However, many people have seen the ability of Fengqing to lose Sam's value.

"It's better to call me the god of death."

Feng Qing looked at the scene and murmured.

These words were also heard by Zhong Li, who was accompanying him. Looking at these fearful people, he didn't know what he was thinking.

May be thinking:

But at any time, people want to seek wealth and career.

This kind of thing, he has seen and heard too much.

Perhaps, it is because of this that he chooses to act in a play, to hide himself, or to return power to mortals.

"Aren't you afraid that they will start to be afraid of you after they go back? After all, you are now a guest minister of the Hall of Death, and you still need to get along with others." Feng Qing knew that Zhong Li was not afraid, but he still wanted to ask, so as not to be tricked.

"Don't be afraid, as you said just now, I am a guest minister of the Hall of Rebirth. I have nothing to do with the Emperor of the Rock. I came out with you today to make purchasing suggestions for sending Xian Dianyi."

Zhongli knows that walls have cracks and walls have ears.Good things don't go out, bad things spread thousands of miles.

Fengqing's name has already spread to various countries, and the newspapers at Fontaine want to interview Fengqing.

Various chambers of commerce are also thinking about how to curry favor with him.

Only the common people would think simply and regard him as a fairy.

Zhong Li has experienced all these things, day after day, year after year.

After hearing Zhongli's explanation, Feng Qing didn't get angry, didn't say anything bad, and didn't even have any fluctuations in his heart.

Zhongli has experienced the feeling of 'the heights are too cold', 'everyone is drunk and I am sober', and 'high above'. He chose to live in seclusion. He seems to want to live a carefree life, but in essence he wants to be safe in the midst of changes.

Moreover, he has already experienced the worship of the Liyue people for thousands of years, so he is not at a loss at all.

"Then what are we going to buy now? Let me explain in advance that if some materials exceed the sponsorship fee, I will not pay for it."

Although he could understand the happiness of the white female ticket, if he was asked to spend money, it would definitely not work.

His money is going to cover girls like Hu Tao, Gan Yu, and Qiqi.

Chapter 360 Six: The Legend of Sumeru God (ask for tickets and flowers)

Feng Qing just said casually, and Zhong Li suddenly stopped in his tracks.

Without it.

That is, he believes that the best and best materials should be used in the ceremony, so as to be dedicated, sincere and hard-working.

As for money, it is completely outside the body.

"Why don't you keep going, where are you going to take me first? Do you want to make balm or collect flowers?"

"It seems that you also understand these customs."

Zhongli nodded, not thinking about sincerity or not.Continue to lead Fengqing to Chunxiang Kiln.

Yes, that's right, it is the Chunxiang kiln of Liyueche Wang Yinger, which specializes in making balm.

But when this name is heard, it will make people think about it ~ Lianpian, quite ambiguous.

Chunxiang Kiln is located behind the Liyue Branch of the Adventurer's Association.

Yinger, standing at the door of Chunxiang Kiln, with her long hair in a ponytail draped over her left shoulder, wearing a lavender skirt, is waiting for guests.

"Oh, it's Mr. Zhongli! Rare guest, rare guest, and...uh, Feng...Mr. Fengqing, you...how are you!"

Look, even Liyue Chariot King, after seeing Feng Qing, had to stop his fox tail.

"Miss Ying'er, I want to buy some high-quality neon flower balm. I don't know if you have any ready-made varieties here."

What Zhongli was referring to was high-quality balm, and there was no finished product at Chunxiang Kiln, Yinger said that it needed to be made on site.