Chapter 311: Mortal Zhongli, Kirin's Protection

Keqing acted quickly and brought the deed in the afternoon.

Jiang Yi, Ying and Paimeng moved into the courtyard.

As a friend, it is naturally impossible to let Yingzhen do the laundry and cooking.

"Although Jiang Yi has a bad mouth, he still cares about girls!" Paimeng was lying on the bed. In the afternoon, all the furniture and beds in the courtyard were available.

"This is the best bed I've ever slept in, and the most expensive house!" Paimon rolled around.

Ying found that Jiang Yi was in the room just now, but disappeared in the blink of an eye.

She and Paimon went out to look for him, and found Zhongli on Yujing Terrace.

"Hi! Zhongli!" Paimon greeted. "Look, everyone in Liyue Harbor is mourning the passing of Lord Yan. Why do you seem so relaxed here?"

“After putting down the burden of three thousand seven hundred years, shouldn’t you feel relieved?” Zhongli said with a smile, “Looking at the place you came out from, you have a house now!”

"No! It's Jiang Yi's!" Paimeng scratched his head.

"It seems that there is one more place to drink tea! The environment is well chosen!" Zhongli looked at the courtyard.

"By the way! Jiang Yi knows your true identity. Did you tell him?" Paimeng asked.

Zhongli shook his head.

"That's strange! Also, Qixing said that you failed to pass the tribulation. Was it your instruction?" Paimeng wondered.

"Failed to survive the tribulation, how could they come up with such an excuse!" Zhongli laughed as he spoke, "However, they were eager to end this matter and stop tracking down the murderer because they learned that I am not dead."

"Well, I have already hinted at the immortal! I will use a convenient magic called 'Dream'!"

"Oh!" Paimeng suddenly realized, "It seems that it was Master Jiang Yi who told Jiang Yi. This guy even wanted to trick us into buying common sense from him."

Zhongli heard it and said, "What common sense!"

Paimeng hesitated for a moment. Although she felt it was not nice to say bad things about Jiang Yi in front of his ancestor, she still heartlessly betrayed Jiang Yi.

Ying frowned, the time was wrong!

Zhongli appeared in a dream, and the immortals left. Unless the immortals appear in Jiang Yi's dream again.

Also, was Ningguang’s dream at the port a rhetoric?

"He dares to offer such a price, it seems he thinks it's worth it! I would like to buy one and see!" Zhongli expressed a different opinion from Paimeng.

Paimon was stunned.

"You...you actually believed him! There are still 30 million Mora, can you take it out? Do you want to rely on your identity to make him talk?"

Zhongli pondered for a moment and said, "Based on common sense, thirty million Mora... I really can't afford it."

As for relying on status, he had never even thought about it.

"By the way, as Morax, didn't you leave some private money for yourself? You should be the richest person in all of Teyvat, so why did you become a useless person who only eats and drinks for free?" Paimon complained sharply.

Zhongli raised his hand and placed it under his chin: "I just used some of the Fatui's money, it's not as bad as you say!"

"Private money is a good idea, but I forgot about it."

"If I were the Rock King, I could easily transform into Mora, but as Zhongli, I should abide by the rules of mortals."

Paimon finally understood why Zhongli didn't look at the price when buying things: "So you are not used to being unable to conjure Mora whenever you want."

Zhongli smiled and said, "In the trading city... to exchange things, you don't have to rely solely on Mora. Knowledge, identity, memory and vision can all be used."

"Your journey hasn't stopped yet. Want to know something? I can answer it for free today!"

Ying and Paimon asked various questions about the suspension of production of Golden House Mora; after the young master committed a crime, the diplomatic mission of Zhidong was harassed by Qixing.

And finally…the next country, “Inazuma”.

……

At this moment, Jiang Yi was in an office in Yuehaiting, sitting opposite Ganyu.

"Are you going back to your master?" Gan Yu looked out the window.

"In two days..." Jiang Yi responded. He planned to take a look at Liyue's collection of books and try some seafood at Xinyuexuan before leaving.

"Your contract is to appease the resentment of the demon and eliminate the karma of the demon's remnants. As a senior sister, I can't give you a good gift, so I will use this to protect you!" Ganyu stretched out her hand, and a little blood flowed from her index finger.

"The blood of the unicorn is immune to all evil. I hope it can protect your will!" She wiped the blood on Jiang Yi's brow, and it instantly turned into the power of blessing and protection.

In Jiang Yi's sea of ​​consciousness, a Qilin fell down and squatted in front of the door of the memory palace.

"Thank you, Senior Sister!" He didn't know how to express his gratitude for such a valuable gift.

After rummaging through the ring for a long time, he could only pull out a gift box that he had forgotten about for several months.

"As your junior brother, I don't know if this suits your taste!" Jiang Yi laughed awkwardly, "Sea breeze hurts the skin. This is a beauty mask. You can put it on your face while you take a nap."

If he was facing a mortal, this item might be useful, but facing a descendant of the Qilin, this item was completely useless.

When the box was opened, inside was a translucent, icy-cold frozen tree mask.

"This... isn't edible!" Ganyu took it and smelled the scent of an ice-attributed plant. "Will it really work if I put it on my face?"

After all, it was a token of goodwill from her junior fellow apprentice. Although she was doubtful, she still accepted it.

Jiang Yi smiled awkwardly. According to his senior sister's personality and what she cared about, maybe she would prefer slimming tea.

Should I research it myself?

Ganyu yawned. Noon was her nap time every day. She would fall asleep in the office without missing a second. She chatted with her junior brother and realized that the nap time was almost up.

"Sister, you must be tired from work, so just take a good rest. I'm leaving first!" Jiang Yi tactfully said goodbye.

After he walked out of the door, he glanced at the three confidants of Ningguang who had been eavesdropping, nodded and said hello, then left Yuehai Pavilion.

Hear all, know all, understand all... Holding the documents, he closed the door and walked into the office to whisper.

"He is indeed the disciple of that immortal!"

"It's a big secret! We are one of the few people who know the truth!"

"I just said it. How could Senior Ganyu bring a man in and out of Yuehai Pavilion casually?"

"I'm getting fed up with all the people who come to ask for information these days!"

"Lord Yuheng has booked his room at Yujing Terrace, so we may see him often."

"It seems that Lord Ningguang has arranged a dinner with this immortal disciple at Xinyue Pavilion."

……

Jiang Yi came out of Yuehai Pavilion and saw Zhongli, Ying and Paimeng.

When I saw Zhongli again, I felt inexplicably nervous.

"Emperor!" he saluted.

Zhongli shook his head. "You don't have to be restrained. The Rock King is a god, the ancestor of all immortals. Zhongli is just a guest official of the Wangsheng Hall, a mortal."

Jiang Yi smiled, his nervousness faded away, and he said with relief: "Hello, Mr. Zhongli."

"Jiang Yi, I will call you my little friend!" Zhongli's voice was gentle and low, full of magnetism.

"Wow!" For some reason, when he saw this scene, Paimeng subconsciously exclaimed "Wow" to express his amazement.

"Jiang Yi, we know about Inazuma's situation. Will you travel there?" Ying looked at Jiang Yi.

Zhongli nodded to Jiang Yi: "According to the contract, you are not yet capable of fulfilling your promise, so a journey of growth and seeing the vast world is necessary."

"Yes! But not now!" Jiang Yi responded to Ying.

"Of course we're not talking about now. We can't go to Inazuma now!" Paimon put his hands on his hips, "But what kind of contract did you sign with Zhongli?"

Jiang Yi didn't answer, and Zhongli just smiled.