Unpredictable

In a small space separated by a white curtain, Baizhu raised his head desperately with tweezers, and walked behind the curtain to take a few deep breaths of fresh air.

"Yours is healthy, the colors are beautiful, and you don't have any diseases."

"Then why do you feel itchy?"

Changing into a set of debt handlers' clothes and hiding the Divine Eye and the Evil Eye, Tartaglia got out of bed with a rough voice, and lifted his pants seemingly lightly.

"It may be to grow hair, or it may be drugged."

Walked to the copper basin in the corner, picked up a handful of water and poured it on his face, rubbed it viciously twice, and Baizhu picked up the towel hanging next to him to wipe off the water droplets.

Finding that Changsheng looked disgusted and refused to wrap around his neck, Baizhu, who was hurt, sneered:

"Maybe you should now count how many enemies you have, Mr. Debt Handler of the Fatui."

"Do you have any anti-itching medicine here?" Tartaglia felt that his enemies were easy to find, and there were only a few who were not killed.

"There are some cooling balms that will make you feel no more itchy."

In the previous two years, some immortals were dissatisfied with the scarcity of medical treatment in Liyue and promoted it aggressively, and soon many doctors who had studied in the Afterlife Hall were working in the medical center under the name of the General Affairs Department.

Coupled with the previous suspicion of possible child trafficking, Baizhu can now stay here and continue to open a medical clinic.

Fortunately, when he squatted down to ask, the Millelith Army appeared, leaving no obvious evidence.

However, don't underestimate the speed with which Liyue's news spreads, in the minds of ordinary people, he still has this suspicion, although it is true.

Baizhu still wants to study the little zombie named Qiqi.

It is precisely because of the bad reputation that Bu Lu's business is relatively ...... on weekdays Dismal?

This time, a big boss finally came, and Baizhu didn't want to let it go.

Even if he didn't see any problems, the guests said that as long as it didn't itch, the main material of mint was a cool balm that definitely met his requirements.

"A total of 209,900 Mora, wipe a zero for you, and 300,000 Mora can be taken away."

"Recorded in the Northern ......"

Remembering that his current identity was just an ordinary debt handler, Tartaglia stopped what he was saying, took out a money bag from his bosom and threw it over.

Fortunately, I follow Mr. Zhongli on weekdays, and some bosses do not support bookkeeping, and they are used to carrying money with them, and 300,000 Mora is not too expensive...... Wait, when did I develop this view of money?

Tartaglia had a brief suspicion in his heart, and then he didn't think much about it.

The executive's salary was all handed over to the family Tonya and them, and all the money they used in Liyue was the money of the "rich".

You don't have to worry about such a small tip.

"Remember, no returns."

"It's just a small amount of money, and it's not worth my special trip."

Looking at the debt handler who had left with strange steps, and the chic words echoed in his ears, Baizhu was slightly silent.

Are debt handlers paid so much now?

Do you know how many omelettes you can buy for 300,000 mora?

Tartaglia didn't know that Baizhu had already labeled him as "a stupid person with a lot of money" in his heart, otherwise he would definitely refute it very seriously.

Now he deliberately took the path, even if the night in Liyue was not particularly lively today, and even a little bleak, there was still the possibility of meeting people.

"Big brother, it's him!"

"I didn't expect that! It could be him......"

Unfortunately, it often backfired, and Tartaglia did not walk all the way back to the Northland Bank as he thought, but was stopped by two people halfway through.

He recognized one of the people who was pointing in front of him, it was the waiter of the Liuli Pavilion.

"What do you want to do?"

"Of course I did! Why else would I be looking for you? ”

Leading the way was a man with only one belt on his chest, revealing his burly muscles, and he smiled wickedly as Tartaglia struggled to disguise himself as he stood normally.

"I didn't expect the famous "Childe" of Northland Bank to have this kind of hobby, since they are all like-minded people, then I won't hide it now.

"Join us at the Striped Corner Club! We have the best female stalker here, beautiful and powerful, and will definitely satisfy the "childe".

"Of course, we uphold the human service, you can switch statuses, you can experience the feeling of initiative."

His hands were shaking, and Tartaglia wanted to pull out his bow and arrows.

If he hadn't known that Liyue's life would be a nuisance at this juncture, he would have already taken action.

took out the debt handler's matching double knives, his eyes flashed with a fierce light, "But just a little beating of you, it shouldn't be troublesome, right?" ”

[On a certain day, the eleventh executive of the Fatui, "Childe" Tartaglia, had an argument with Bai and Jie of the Humane Strip Corner Club in a certain place, and the specific reason is ...... ］

"What happened half an hour ago is now on my table, and it also includes the rush of the road, which is really an amazing intelligence network."

After five hundred years of development, the Fatui became a powerful organization in Teyvat.

Liyue Harbor, which has been run by an immortal for more than a thousand years, has been slacking off for 500 years, but it is still impermeable.

"It's no wonder that I always thought that the whole of Liyue was the one who stopped the water and dispelled the evil spirits, and this speed of intelligence gathering would indeed cause people to misunderstand......

Even though it was a few minutes before it was a new day, Ningguang still hadn't fallen asleep.

After arranging everything in Liyue, she also needs to know about the information network sent by Zhishui.

"Lord Ningguang, if I get information about you from there."

"Is there really one..."

"And this, it's the bill of the intelligence network in the past few years."

Looking at the busy gaze, Yelan sat by the window overlooking the lights of Liyue Harbor and began to think about whether to go home and inherit the ancestral business.

It's not bad to be a magic technique, and to subdue demons and eliminate demons every day.

After all, a woman without conscience already has a new love, and as an old acquaintance, she should be a little more interesting and automatically give way to the newcomer, otherwise it will only make her laugh if she continues to stay here.

"Yelan, don't just sit there, you don't know how to manage it in the future?"

“……”

Yelan, who couldn't speak, obediently walked over and sat down.

It was me who was wrong, and your conscience is not only great, but also trembling.

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"There are a lot of people in the Hall of Death today, and some old people who are not in good health have heard the news of the emperor's death, and their mood has fluctuated too much, and now it is the most dangerous winter, so they didn't hold on."

The delicate girl lying on the table seemed to have no chance to show her figure because of the heavy costumes of the Dead Hall, and her plum-like pupils looked at the handwriting on the paper.

"Old stubborn, the Afterlife Hall doesn't have enough people."

The old man is prone to illness in the autumn and can't survive the winter, and the Afterlife Hall is the busiest time during this time, plus there is a shortage of manpower due to the emperor's affairs.

"The hall master came back from the funeral late at night, so he should pay more attention to rest."

Even if he was wearing a loose pajamas, he still couldn't hide the calm and noble temperament on his body, Zhongli Shen drank tea in the middle of the night, and he was not afraid of insomnia at all.

Platinum-gold eyes flashed in the Hall of the Dead that was only lit by candles: "I'll take care of this matter." ”

The price to be paid for ending the age of God's walk is already beginning to be seen......

Zhongli closed his eyes: "I have a few old people I know well, who can help a little, and they are also familiar with the rules of funerals. ”

"Then please be stubborn with you, the hall master will go to rest first, remember not to delay the delivery of the immortal ceremony."

"Don't worry, hall master."

After the lively girl fell asleep in the room, Zhongli put down his teacup and looked out of Liyue Harbor.

According to the plan, the Immortal Family is currently entrenched in the vicinity of Liyue Harbor because the Immortal Sending Ceremony is about to be held, so it is difficult to blame the Seven Stars.

It's also good to be idle, and it's good to play a little bit of spare time.

Except for Xiao's karma, it is not suitable to contact ghosts, and the others only need to pay attention to restraining the immortal energy.

Stopping the water can also control the killing, and there is no need to avoid the death hall, it is better to throw it away...... Forget it, this kid is thinking about it because Northland Bank is now.

Zhongli was pleased with his thoughts, and stood up and walked out of the Hall of the Dead.

It just so happens that I drank too much tea, and according to human beings, I can't sleep, so let's invite the fairy over now.