At night, Tianheng Mountain has a bit of a sense of emptiness and desolation, between the rugged mountains and rocks, there are occasional bonfires lit by adventurers who travel abroad, and the houses built by the people of the hills and hills have given them shelter from the wind and rain.

The grumbling hilichurls brandished their flaming sticks and began to search for some weak persimmons, intending to regain their self-esteem from them.

"The lights are endless, and no matter how many times you watch it, you feel very lively and peaceful."

In a quaintly decorated temple, the bird-like bronze statue is covered with a glittering glow, and an illusory spirit pushes open the window behind the statue to look out at the brightly lit Liyue Harbor.

The rich aroma of fireworks wafted out from the soul's body, quickly eroding the temple, and the illusory figure gradually condensed, and a cyan figure seemed to flash outside the window.

"The aroma of fireworks can't be covered at all, is this the disadvantage of nourishing the remnant soul? However, I was finally able to move freely, and I didn't need to worry about these things. ”

The yaksha immortal named Bronze Sparrow clenched his fists hard, looked up and down, closed the window, and stretched lazily.

"I've slept for hundreds of years, and now I go to Liyue Harbor to take a look, and it just so happens that I haven't tasted roasted tiger fish for a long time, and then I go to the courtyard to take a look, and I heard from Admiral Jinpeng that it is already owned by mortals, and I don't know if the buried things are still there."

Taking out a few Mora left by the humans when they came to worship, the bronze finch counted them, and carefully recalled the purchasing power of Mora that he knew in his current memory.

He frowned slightly, and muttered to himself in some distress: "Such a little Mora, if you meet the emperor wandering on the street, it is not enough to spend at all......

"But if I am asked to hide from the emperor, not to mention whether I can find the trace of the emperor, after all, not everyone can have the almost instinctive reaction of the true monarch of stopping water, and besides, I can't do anything to avoid the emperor." The self-proclaimed little yaksha was very worried.

Because there was no merit box set up, the human beings who came to worship did not leave much Mora, and they simply placed it on the offering table in front of the bronze statue, and the spices were provided by the General Affairs Department at no additional cost.

"No, no, what the hell are you thinking? The emperor has resigned from the position of the rock god and walked the world in the form of a mortal, he will definitely understand the importance of Mora, how can he still not count it as before? ”

Tongque patted his face, breathed a long sigh of relief, and his irritable mood suddenly relaxed again, shaking his head and smiling at his indifferent worries, "Even if this is not the case, the True Monarch of Zhishui will inevitably leave a lot of Mora for the Emperor." ”

It's ridiculous!

How could he be worried about such nonsense?

Can the emperor still be without Mora?

Immortal families will not allow such a situation to happen, what is he worried about as a little immortal.

Is it his turn to worry?!

The bronze finch laughed at himself and walked out of the gate of the temple, as if he had unintentionally broken the grass on the side of the road, held it in his hands and rubbed it vigorously, and the green grass juice was squeezed out.

"After all, the aroma of fireworks is still too obvious, rub a little grass juice to cover it up, in case you meet a scholar who has research, it is not good to expose your identity."

The bronzeck smeared the grass juice on the back of his neck and pulled some unknown wildflowers at random, preparing for his next sneak into the courtyard that was already owned by mortals.

After all, he is just a wisp of soul, although under the effect of fireworks and incense, some people can touch things and taste the entity of roasting and eating tiger fish, but his own strength has already gone to seventy-seven eighty-eight.

That courtyard is located in Yujingtai, and the mortals who can accept it must be rich and powerful in the world, and they will not be able to hire the children of Fang Shi.

It is better to be cautious and avoid having anything to do with mortals, as well as the possibility of those people seeing wealth.

What has gone through the washing of time seems to be called antique by them?

The Bronze Sparrow doesn't understand why it should be regarded as a precious thing, haven't those rock veins been around for a longer time?

However, the emperor likes these things very much, so there is a need for existence, they are valuable, and valuable things can easily impress the greed of mortals.

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"The combination of work and rest is also quite important, and sure enough, there is no such scum that is all covered, and the purchase of dolls is smoother."

Viciously condemning a certain immortal who likes to order everything away, Keqing, who has taken a short half-day vacation for himself, has dissipated the fatigue left over from the work a few days ago, and his stretched body is full of vitality again.

The owl girl rubbed the soft belly of the doll vigorously, squeezed the cotton inside, and said reluctantly:

"But it is undeniable that under his strict requirements, the secretaries of Yuehaiting have all left the comfort zone created by Ganyu and work more efficiently, giving me more time to relax myself to grab the dolls, and then watch him take all the dolls away, demon!"

The girl's expression of gritting her teeth was a little sad...

"The emperor is gone, and I don't know how many sincere worships will be there after a hundred years...... Mr. Zhongli, it's so late, why don't you go back to rest? ”

On the empty street, Keqing caught the person on the opposite side, quickly put the doll away, looked at the sky where the bright moon was hanging, and asked politely.

"I played with a friend I haven't seen in a long time."

Waving his hand to dissipate the smell of strange grass juice remaining on his body, Zhongli remembered that he had just sent the bronze bird into the Yuheng Mansion, and there was no trace of emptiness on his calm face.

"Why is Miss Keqing worried?"

"I'm just thinking about the future of Liyue, and without the restraint of the Rock Emperor, I'm worried that the Seven Stars will fall into the whirlpool of desires in the future, and I'm not even sure that the next generation will take on the role of Seven Stars in the beginning because of his excellent performance and dedication to Liyue, but people will change eventually."

"Yes, Miss Keqing is really the Central Plains."

Zhongli looked appreciative.

Even after learning of the news that he still exists, he still seriously regarded Liyue as a kingdom that had lost its gods, and did not incorporate the elements of gods when thinking about it, so Yuheng's position was indeed not given to the wrong person.

Keqing frowned slightly, "What's the use of me worrying so much?" I raised this concern at the Seven Stars meeting the other day, but they didn't care about it. ”

Could it be that they think that the heir they will choose in the future will be able to resist the temptation of desire? Where did they get this ethereal self-confidence? ”

The cat-headed girl was furious.

With such an attitude, how can they govern Liyue Harbor well?!

This is no longer the case now, the Emperor will no longer have a say in Liyue's development, and Morax, the Valkyrie God who has protected them for more than 3,000 years, is gone!

She accepted the fact that they persuaded them to remain in the past, as if the emperor was still alive.

What are they running away from?

Could it be that their so-called wisdom is based on the emperor's body?

"I think the next Seven Stars Gathering should be held in the Golden House, the Jade Pavilion, the General Affairs Division, and the Moon Sea Pavilion are not places for them to escape from reality!"

“……”

Is it to use the metamorphosis to alert oneself? A really good idea...... Zhongli sensed that something was wrong.

Could it be because Keqing learned from Ningguang's mouth that she missed the last dream and thought that she was not taken seriously?

Ke Qing patted her chest, soothed the worries in her heart, and changed her words: "Mr. Zhongli, you are a well-informed person, and you have not been too involved in the affairs of the Afterlife Hall......

"Miss Keqing, there is another happy event in the next family, but now she has to rush back to discuss it."

Zhongli decisively rejected the high-ranking official Houlu thrown by Keqing, "Then I won't be with you for the time being." ”

"Hmm... Mr. Zhongli refused again? ”

Keqing watched Zhongli step away at a seemingly slow pace, and took out the doll and rubbed it with some depression.

How could such a person who was calm and reliable, well-versed in all kinds of knowledge, and who had a full understanding of Liyue's government affairs end up living a life of eating and waiting for death?

Obviously, judging from her appearance, she is not much older than her, and it is a good time to work hard, but judging from her daily behavior, it seems that she sees the Death Hall as a nursing home.

"Young people nowadays don't have any motivation at all."

Keqing sighed.

"Next time, try other methods, maybe you can ask Hu Tao to help, that Dead Hall Master will definitely be happy to see her guest Qing have something serious to do, instead of going out to wander."