Beidou, who has been sailing all the year round, does not have the fishy smell in his cognition, but a faint fragrance, mixed with a little wine aroma, which is a different kind of aroma.

It's a pity that Qing, who was hugged by Beidou in a lock style along the way, didn't have any appreciation, and could only say that it was fortunate that he didn't meet any immortals who knew him along the way, otherwise the thousand-year-old prestige of this sword god would have been ruined.

A small boat from the Southern Cross fleet was waiting in Liyue's harbor, and the middle-aged man standing on the shore chatting with other fishermen looked at his eldest sister and turned back a teenager, and couldn't help but be stunned and said, "Eldest sister, we kidnapped people in the city without permission, I'm afraid that Tianquan Star will come to trouble us." ”

"Am I afraid of that woman?"

When Beidou heard this, he couldn't help frowning, obviously dissatisfied with his subordinates' confession, but remembering that he seemed to have made Ningguang suffer a dark loss just now, he couldn't help but smile again.

"Even in Liyue, she's not the most generous person in charge."

Beidou let go of Qing's neck freely, waved his hand and said: "This is also a registered player in the martial arts competition, you record it and go back to Mingzhu for statistics." ”

The middle-aged man was a little helpless, turned around and walked towards the dress, and said as he walked: "I'm going to find Xiaoyu to come over and write, there seems to be unused pen and ink on this boat." ”

"Go ahead."

Beidou took out the wine gourd again, turned sideways and sat directly on the railing next to the boat, raised his head and poured a sip of wine, and then directly threw the wine gourd to Qing, saying, "The sun is so big, come and drink a sip of wine to refresh." ”

Qing lowered his head and looked at the wine gourd close at hand, smelling the spicy taste inside, he couldn't help frowning, and said helplessly: "Actually, I am not yet an adult, I am one or six years old, and I am not suitable for drinking or going to martial arts competitions or anything." ”

Beidou didn't speak first when he heard this, but he squinted his eyes and saw clearly, and said with a slight smile: "Early this morning, I went to the Hall of the Dead, waited for a while, and chatted with the little girl and Zhongli. ”

Qing faintly had a sense of foreboding, especially when the eldest sister in front of her was a person who did business with Ningguang, combined with Hu Tao's character.

Throwing back the wine gourd in his hand, Qing turned around and sat on the wood next to him, and said helplessly: "What is the reward of the champion?" It's not like you're buying a package for the Afterlife, right? ”

Beidou, who took the wine gourd and took another sip, showed an appreciative expression, and continued to speak: "Speaking of which, this is still the doctrine that Ningguang gave me, and that little girl really agreed without hesitation, and decided that she would fight with you herself." ”

Qing couldn't help but sigh, he felt that there was hope that the Afterlife Hall would be able to spread the business of package services throughout Liyue in this way.

"It's a pity that Zhongli didn't participate, I think he must be very strong."

Beidou shook his head slightly, and continued with some pity: "We will also organize people to participate in this martial arts conference, but our people will not occupy the rankings and rewards, they are simply addicted. ”

Qing recalled the story of Beidou's characters, and in the image, she single-handedly solved the existence of the giant sea monster, so she couldn't help asking, "Are you the organizer...... Wouldn't you want to participate too? ”

"Hahaha! You're a good match for me! You really understand me. ”

Beidou smiled again when he heard this, and said with a smile: "I will fight against the championship, if I win, he will still be the champion, and the reward will remain the same." If I lose, I'll have a mystery giveaway. ”

Qing looked at Beidou with a look of eagerness, but he had a bit of the appearance of a former sword god, and couldn't help but shake his head, now he wants to be a bastard more, isn't it much more interesting to talk to the girls than to fight?

"It's strange to say, from the moment I saw you, I vaguely felt that you were strong."

Beidou changed his words, looked at Qing, frowned lightly, and said, "Why don't you join us in Southern Cross, and I'll give you that mysterious gift directly?" It's also possible to prepare something else for others. ”

Qing, who felt Beidou's gaze, couldn't help but feel even more helpless, and waved his hand a little depressedly and said, "I still prefer the work of the Afterlife Hall." ”

"What's the point of doing the dead man's business?"

Beidou pursed his lips a little puzzled, and then looked at the middle-aged man who led a little girl over just now, and said helplessly: "You also learn to write with Xiaoyu, and you can't even write your name when you drink on credit." ”

"I can cast a net and take a harpoon, what effort does it take to learn to write."

The middle-aged man also touched the little girl's head helplessly, and continued to speak: "Xiaoyu, I'll leave the writing work to you, I'll drink it...... I'm going to practice writing. ”

Xiao Yu watched the middle-aged man trotting away, couldn't help but smile, took a paper and pen and walked to the simple wooden table next to him, and said crisply: "Uncle Feng hates writing or something the most, Sister Beidou doesn't have to worry, after all, the entire Southern Cross is protected by Sister Beidou." ”

"Hahaha! Our little jade can talk a lot. ”

Beidou didn't even care about drinking wine, and reached out and gently pinched Xiaoyu's face.

Xiao Yu took half a step back a little shyly and began to fill in the clear information.

"What's your name, please?"

"Qing."

Xiao Yu raised her head with some curiosity and glanced at Qing, obviously a little curious about the name, but she didn't stop in her hand, and continued to ask: "There is also a belonging." ”

"Hall of the Dead."

"Age?"

Qing opened his mouth and paused, suddenly felt a little weak, and replied without changing his face and heartbeat: "Sixteen." ”

Beidou and Xiaoyu raised their heads at the same time, staring at Qing calmly, and did not speak.

"Ahem!"

Qinghe stared at each other for a few seconds, and finally lost the battle, and continued with a face as usual: "It's really not good, it's still eighteen." ”

Xiao Yu lowered her head and wrote eighteen in the age column, and then continued to ask for the following information.

Beidou next to him was drinking wine against the railing, so unhappy, occasionally glancing at Qing's side, his eyes were full of war intent, and he seemed to have imagined the grand occasion of the martial arts conference.

This made Qing can't help but move his body into the distance, as his memory and the original memory of the sword god become more and more integrated, when he sees this appearance of Beidou, he will always think of the legend of the former sword god, followed by an inexplicable sense of shame.

It took a full two quarters of an hour for Qing to finally see Xiaoyu finish the record and hand the paper to Beidou next to him.

Qing has reason to suspect that Beidou is working part-time on the Liyue census, and all the half-truths and half-truths can be formed into a file.

"Hmm."

Beidou looked at the piece of paper roughly, nodded and said: "The information is almost there, Qing, if you change your mind and want to join the Southern Cross, just tell me, your file will be pressed on me first, so that you can go through the procedures at any time." ”

Qing: "??? ”