"Let's go... Let's go......"

Jiang Bai, who had been a wooden man for a while, stammered this sentence.

"But... Probably......"

The blush on Hu Tao's face did not fade in the slightest, and he was immersed in an indescribable embarrassment.

"Let's go, let's go home."

She tried to pretend that nothing had happened, but the way she walked with her hands and feet betrayed her completely.

Jiang Bai didn't want to go back.

He hit his head against the wall, and he slammed into the wall with a click.

Rao is such a cheeky person, he can't stand the embarrassment of being caught.

I don't know how long Zhongli stood there or how long he watched.

Hu Tao turned his head slowly when he heard the voice, and when he saw Jiang Bai's appearance, he inexplicably felt that his embarrassment had dissipated a lot.

"Don't hit it, it's going to collapse if you hit the wall again."

Jiang Bai lowered his head, his hands drooped, and his whole person was like a dried salted fish.

Hu Tao stepped back and stretched out his hand to drag him forward, "Aren't you quite thick-skinned, why did you fail at this time?" ”

Jiang Bai pouted, no matter how thick it is, there is a limit.

Jiang Bai took her hand and shook it, "Hall Master, you want to comfort your ......"

"The beauty of thought!"

Hu Tao raised his hand and there was a shudder on the door of his head.

I just stole a kiss and was caught, and now I want to come?

I really don't know if it's bold or unfatal.

And who will comfort her?

……

The next day, the two got up early in the morning with a tacit understanding and came to the gate of Zhongli's courtyard with cleaning tools.

Look at each other, everything is silent.

Zhongli, who was woken up, pushed open the window and looked at the two people working in the yard for some reason.

Sweeping up fallen leaves, pruning grass and trees, removing weeds... Busy in full swing.

"Master, get up!"

He walked out the door and knowingly asked, "Who are you?" ”

Jiang Bai pushed him to the gazebo and sat down, pinched his shoulder, Hu Tao brought up the boiled hot water, and skillfully began to make tea.

"Old man, try it, a kind of moon lotus tea I brought back from Sumeru."

Hu Tao handed him the brewed teacup, but he couldn't be polite.

Zhongli blew the heat of the teacup and took a slow sip.

"The flavor is unique, the floral fragrance is elegant, and it is good."

He put the teacup down and looked up.

"There is a good saying, if you have nothing to do, you will be a thief."

"How so? We clearly see that this yard is too big, and you can't clean it alone, so come and clean it. ”

Zhongli hooked his lips slightly, and did not debunk the careful thoughts of the two.

"Even so, let's clean it well. It really hasn't been cleaned up properly in a while. ”

Hu Tao took out a feather duster, leaving Jiang Bai to face Zhongli.

"Old man, drink slowly, I'll go clean up the house."

Hu Tao left, and only Jiang Bai and Zhong Li were left in the pavilion.

Jiang Bai diligently pinched Zhongli's shoulder and thumped his back, "Master, how is this strength?" ”

"Okay."

Jiang Bai wanted to talk about last night's incident, but Zhongli didn't mention it, so it seemed a bit deliberate for him to talk about it.

And Zhongli didn't say anything at the scene of grabbing the bag, and now it's redundant to mention it again.

He simply brought up his experience in Sumeru, trying to lighten the atmosphere.

"I really encountered a lot of things in Sumeru this trip......"

Zhongli didn't speak, waiting for his next words.

"Master, do you remember the last grass god?"

Zhongli raised his eyebrows slightly, and the jasper teacup in his hand turned slightly.

"I don't remember."

"Did you know that the World Tree can alter people's memories?"

"Yes."

Zhongli certainly knew what the World Tree was doing, and over the long years, no one knew how many times this modification had occurred.

But there is one thing, the World Tree can modify records, modify memories, but it cannot change the history that actually happened.

"There is no point in not telling me about the World Tree about the previous grass god."

"Okay......"

Jiang Bai originally wanted to mention a few words, but Zhongli said so, so he dispelled his thoughts.

"Master, do you know the god of flowers?"

"I've heard of it, but I've never seen it."

"She was once a member of the fairy clan, and was later condemned and came to earth."

"Hmm." Zhongli just nodded slightly, and didn't say anything more.

Everything about the past has become an unspeakable taboo, and he follows the ancient pact to bury these ancient secrets deep in the rock.

Jiang Bai told Zhongli the story of the god of flowers, but Zhongli just listened quietly as a listener and didn't say much.

Jiang Bai didn't expect the old man to say anything, he just didn't understand it.

What does it mean to the gods to be human? Why go to such great lengths to help humanity get rid of the gods? ”

"I don't know what the attitude of the other gods is. But for Morax, loving others is a duty, a contract. ”

Zhongli's gaze looked at the distant sky, as if he had seen the island of the sky through the clouds.

He lowered his head and took another sip of tea.

"But Morax is gone, and now I'm just a mortal Zhongli."

He is no longer burdened with the responsibilities of the Demon God, and when the Ice Empress ends all contracts, he will no longer be subject to the identity of the God of Rock.

Jiang Bai seems to understand whether he understands or not.

Perhaps "lover" is also the imprisonment of the demon god.

"There's not much point in dwelling on that. But there is a point of view of the god of flowers, and I agree with it. ”

Jiang Bai already knew which one he was talking about.

"For man, gods are not a necessity. On the contrary, for God, man is the source of their strength. ”

"Huh?"

Jiang Bai once heard Wendy say that the power of God comes from the fulfillment of priesthood.

But listening to Zhongli's words, why does it seem like it's more than that?

"However, before you became a rock god, you were very powerful!"

Zhongli shook his head and just said:

"Demon gods are not gods."

It's another rather fantasy sentence, as if it can be interpreted in any way.

If the god in Zhongli's mouth does not refer to the demon god, then does it refer to the seven gods? Or is it the Isle of Skye at a higher level?

Jiang Bai tended to refer to the Seven Rulers of the Earthly World.

The power of the Seven Rulers of the World comes from the divine position, from the heart of the gods, and the power of the divine throne may come from the faith of people.

Jiang Bai didn't say these complicated things anymore, but put the topic on what he had seen and heard along the way.

Talking about the vastness of the desert, the huge trees of the rainforest, and all sorts of interesting creatures are much more enjoyable.

"Okay, don't pinch it, take a sip of tea to moisten your throat."

Jiang Bai stopped, sat opposite, the warm tea entered his throat, and he could talk for another three hours without stopping.

Seeing that Jiang Bai was still sitting in the gazebo, Hu Tao poked his head out of the window, held a feather duster and said angrily:

"You're still lazy, come and work with me!"

(End of chapter)