100, the thick-skinned emperor
Facing the questioning of Lin Chen and others, Zhongli was completely defeated.
"Okay, I don't think Zhongli is a bad guy with thick eyebrows and big eyes."
Lin Chen will accept it when he sees it, it is okay to flirt with the emperor, if he angers himself, he will not be able to eat, so he will walk around.
"That's not necessarily, the thick-eyed ones will also betray the revolution!"
Paimon learned a lot from Lin Chen's time on Earth, so he quickly caught Lin Chen's stalk.
Others, however, were completely confused.
Zhongli touched his eyebrows even more, and said in his heart that his eyebrows are as thick as you say?
Hu Tao smiled and covered his stomach: "Haha, it's really interesting to be by your side...... Although I don't understand the meaning of what you say, I can't help but feel a sense of joy. β
Xiangling quietly walked away from Xia Hu Tao, leaned close to Ying and asked in her ear, "Ying, do you know what Lin Chen and Paimon mean?" β
Ying shook her head, but explained, "It's good to get used to it, and I don't know why Paimon called the mason a brother ......"
She recalls the first time she missed her brother.
At that time, Paimon kept saying things like "Ying, you're going to find your own Ernie sauce" and so on.
It was completely Louis XVI reaching out β puzzling.
"Anyway, let's go and prepare the ointment for the ceremony."
Although he couldn't understand it, Zhongli always felt that Lin Chen had something to say, so he simply changed the topic.
"Balm? Wouldn't it be as expensive as the Night Parking Stone? β
Paimon is a little distressed about the money, even though it is Tartaglia who pays the bill.
But after all, they still pay.
As a housekeeper's mother-in-law, she can't stand Zhongli's loser at all.
Where is it like Lin Chen, the speed of making money is so fast!
It's really not the same level as Lin Chen at all!
Paimon crossed his waist and was secretly proud.
"After all, it is used to worship God, and it must be boiled with special quality neon flowers."
Zhongli had broken the jar and broken.
Anyway, he wants to hold a funeral for himself.
"Come on, then you don't even want to run along, Paimon and I can just go."
Lin Chen said: "What kind of neon clothes do you want to sell?" β
"You need one of the three types of [Jinwu Zangjiao], [Shanyin Jintu], and [Ethereal Immortal Yuan]."
"Why buy three, the Rock King Emperor can't use so much."
Lin Chen began to feel sorry for Tartaglia, to be precise, he felt sorry for his wallet.
"Did you know that according to tradition, if different neon flowers are made into different balms and enshrined in front of the statue of the Seven Heavens, the Emperor of the Rock will make his own choice."
"Then you make your own choice......"
Lin Chen almost blurted out, but fortunately, he reacted quickly and did not show any flaws.
"Okay, I see."
It wasn't Zhongli who convinced him.
Instead, Lin Chen suddenly remembered that it seemed that he could find the boss of the Wanyou Shop, who was in the shop, to use the name of the Emperor of the Rock King to prostitute for nothing.
Then it doesn't matter how much you buy.
"Then I'll go to the Statue of the Seven Heavens and wait for you, and remember to come to me when you make the balm."
While Zhongli breathed a sigh of relief, he didn't want to stay with Lin Chen anymore.
It's a bit stressful.
There is always a risk of exposure.
"Done."
Wait for Zhongli to leave.
Lin Chen said to the others, "It's good for Paimon and I to go, you guys go back first." β
"I know, I know, but don't forget to call me when you send the immortal ceremony."
Hu Tao stretched, his tight black clothes tight.
"Then I'll go too."
Xiangling also happened to want to go back to Wanmintang to help her father work.
"Ying, you can go with Xiangling."
Lin Chen waved his hand and bid farewell to the three daughters with Paimon.
"Whewβit's clean."
Lin Chen regained his lazy appearance, and then walked slowly down the street.
"Huh?"
Paimon was stunned, flew in front of Lin Chen, and waved his hands: "Why don't we buy Nishang Flowers and find someone to make the balm?" β
Lin Chen rolled his eyes, "What's the hurry, Zhongli doesn't have a set time, we can do it whenever we want." β
He had already decided to dry Zhongli on the Fish-Touching Emperor.
Why did he hold his own retirement ceremony and let them be tools?
Think beautifully!
"Okay, okay, I'm hungry."
Lin Chen pinched Paimon's little face, and was in a pretty good mood, "Let's go to the Liuli Pavilion to have a good meal, and it can be regarded as picking up the wind and washing the dust for me." β
At this time, Zhongli still knew nothing, and he was still standing honestly in front of the statue of the Seven Heavens.
Looking into the distance with great anticipation.
After doing this vote, he can finally retire with success and retire with honor!
And yetβ
Until the sun sets completely.
The empty nester Zhongli finally saw Lin Chen and Paimon in the distance.
"Yo, isn't this Zhongli, you've been waiting here?"
Lin Chen greeted warmly.
"You ...... Why is it a little late? β
Zhongli wasn't angry, and to him, an afternoon of waiting was nothing.
Just plain curious.
"Oh, that's what you say."
Lin Chen Nunu mouthed and motioned for Paimon to take out the balm, and then smiled: "Paimon and I asked Miss Ying'er to help make the balm, and then we went to the Heyu Teahouse to listen to the music together...... Not to mention, it's really different to listen to Miss Yun Jin's opera up close, not to mention how energetic it is. β
Zhongli: "......"
Zhongli fell silent.
Why is Lin Chen different from the people he came into contact with before?
The people of Liyue were impressed by his erudition and respected him, and even the Fatui were to befriend him in every possible way...... Why is Lin Chen, an outlier, not taking himself into account at all?
But he didn't think much else, except that he thought it was a little new and interesting.
"All right, since you have brought the ointment, then we will offer the ointment in turn."
Lin Chen took the balm from Paimon's hand and sniffed it, it tasted good.
He didn't say a lot of nonsense like in the game, and just put the balm in front of the Seven Heavens Statue.
"Alright, Zhong...... Well, let's see which one is the choice of the Rock King Emperor, right? β
Lin Chen knew the truth and had to pretend not to know, a little uncomfortable.
Paimon goes the same way.
I had a new understanding of the rock emperor standing in front of me who didn't know how long he had lived.
"Okay, the next job requires you to go to Grandma Ping to borrow a dust cleaning bell on my behalf."
"Wait, Zhongli, I don't seem to have said it, I'm going to help you prepare for the Immortal Ceremony, right?"
Lin Chen suddenly remembered that he hadn't promised Zhongli to do this at all.
That is, Zhongli said that Tartaglia would help pay the bills by himself, and the others did not say anything at all.
"Hehe, just do me a favor."
Zhongli is very thick-skinned, and he looks like a dead pig who is not afraid of boiling water.
Suddenly, Lin Chen and Paimon Qi glanced at Zhongli with disdain.
Oh, the thick-skinned emperor!