This ceremony of sending immortals is the most grand ceremony of sending immortals in the history of Liyue.
Everyone in Liyue Port who had time came to watch the ceremony. The venue could no longer hold any standing space, and even the entire Yujing Terrace was filled with water.
Fortunately, there were Qianyan troops to maintain order, otherwise there might have been a stampede.
As time passed, the scene gradually became solemn.
Zhongli crushed the petals of the glazed lily and put them into the incense burner, lighting the eternal incense. The thick and long incense slowly emitted light smoke, and the light smoke floated upward, and the rich fragrance spread.
The rituals were carried out one by one, and the sound of chanting and dust-cleansing bells echoed throughout the Yujing Terrace.
The sound of crying gradually began to be heard in the venue, and the crying became more and more frequent. People burst into tears and broke down in sobs.
Their Prince Yan has really left.
As the rituals were completed one by one, Zhongli stepped down from the stage and Ningguang stepped onto the stage.
The age of immortals is over, and the age of humans has officially arrived.
[Though the soaring dragon and the flying lin live longer than the mountains, they will eventually turn into ashes. The emperor's life is equal to the sun and the moon, but sometimes it is cloudy or sunny, and he suffers a catastrophe, and his soul returns to the sky.]
Listening to Qian Yanjun's announcement, Wendy, who came specially to attend the funeral, once again teased her old friend:
"How does it feel to have your own funeral?"
Zhong Li thought about it seriously, and then asked him seriously: "It's very fun, do you want to try it too?"
"No, no." Wendy shook her head like a rattle.
He suddenly missed the serious and serious old man before. Now the old man is becoming more and more like a human being and even holds grudges!
Didn't I just laugh at him a few times and keep thinking about holding a funeral for him?
Horrible, terrible!
He quickly changed the subject, "Didn't Jiang Bai say he wanted to treat us to dinner? Come on, come on, I can't wait!"
Zhong Li really wanted to say that Xiang Ling invited them to dinner and Jiang Bai borrowed flowers to offer to Buddha, but his old friend wouldn't care if he came to think of it.
Today Wanmin Tang is not open for business, and Master Mao has gone to Yujingtai to observe the ceremony. There are only Xiangling and rice dumplings in the store, and he is preparing the ingredients for dinner.
"Xiang Ling, we are here!" Jiang Bai, who came from Yujing Terrace, pushed open the door and entered.
Behind him were Sora and Paimon.
In order to thank them for their help, Keqing specifically asked them what they wanted in return. Kong only said that he wanted Keqing to issue a missing person notice for him.
Jiang Bai didn't have such a noble and upright character, but he didn't directly ask for Maura.
In order to leave a good impression in the eyes of these powerful people, Jiang Bai, who is already a member of Liyue, naturally cannot be so vulgar.
The favor of those in power is much more valuable than direct money. With this relationship, he can be regarded as a great hero. If he wants to do something in the future, won't the door of convenience be opened casually?
"Feast! Feast!" Pamon was extremely excited.
Xiang Ling, who was wearing an apron, poked her head out of the kitchen and said, "I won't entertain you anymore. You can sit down by yourselves!"
"Uh-huh!"
Not long after, Zhongli pushed open the door and entered with Wendy.
"Lulu~" Guoba jumped up and waved when he saw him.
"Thank you for your hard work." Zhongli chuckled.
"Lulu~" Guoba's eyes narrowed and he ran back to the kitchen to help.
"Is there any wine? Good food must be accompanied by good wine!" Wendy pulled out a stool and sat down, her eyes fixed on the jar of wine placed on the shelf in the lobby.
"You can take whatever you want to drink! You're welcome to treat me!" Xiang Ling's voice came from the kitchen.
Hearing this, Wendy unceremoniously took two jars of wine.
The wine in Liyue is different from that in Mondstadt. When you follow the Romans, of course you have to drink some good Liyue wine.
As for the girl saying it was her treat, he completely ignored it.
He just came to have a meal, it doesn't matter who is treating him!
Wendy opened the clay sculpture of the wine jar, and the aroma of wine wafted out.
Wendy's eyes lit up, "Good wine!"
He filled it with Zhongli and said, "Old man, come and drink!"
A few acquaintances gathered together, so naturally they were not too particular. Jiang Bai was eating peanuts and other dishes, and handed the cup over with a smile, "Give me a cup too."
Kong looked at it with envy, but he looked too young, and no one had any intention of letting him drink.
"Isn't the hall master coming?" Zhongli couldn't help but ask after realizing that Hu Tao hadn't arrived after a while.
"The hall master went to Wuwangpo yesterday and said it was haunted and needed to be dealt with."
Wuwangpo is not close to Liyue Port. If we don't go there for a few days, I'm afraid I won't be able to come back.
Qianli's microphone can only send messages once every three days. Even if you can use Xiangling's to send her a message, she won't be able to reply after receiving it.
Zhong Li chuckled, "If the hall master knew that we didn't call her for the work-ending banquet, she would probably make a fuss."
"This is easy to handle. When the hall master comes back, master, please treat us to another meal!"
"With his habit of not bringing money with him when he goes out, how can he afford it?" Paimeng expressed doubts about whether Zhongli could afford it.
Zhongli reacted belatedly, "So, it seems that I really don't have Maura anymore."
He has no habit of saving money, and he doesn't look at the price when buying things. After losing the heart of God, he also lost the ability to make mola.
The previous scene of printing money on the spot from pockets cannot be reproduced.
Therefore, he really has no money.
Zhong Li's eyes fell on Jiang Bai, "I'm afraid I won't be able to invite you."
"Hahahaha!" Wendy laughed at the fact that Morax was penniless.
"Zhongli, didn't you keep some private money?" Paimeng was speechless.
This is Morax who can turn into Morax at any time! Why is he so poor!
"Private money? From a common rational point of view, this is indeed a good idea." Zhongli nodded matter-of-factly, "It's a pity that I forgot."
Jiang Bai, Kong, and Pai Meng all supported their foreheads.
For some reason, they were not surprised by Zhongli's answer.
Forgot to bring money, forget to leave personal money, for this god who represents Mora, it is surprisingly reasonable!
Jiang Bai feels very regretful now! Very regretful!
If he had known that Morax could directly create Mora, he would have forced him to turn into a room full of Mora before giving the Heart of God to the fools!
However, no one in the world would have known earlier
He missed a step to become a top rich man
"Hahahaha! As expected of you, old man!" Wendy put a hand on Zhongli's shoulder, laughing so hard that she was out of breath.
Seeing Wendy smiling like this, Zhongli drooped his eyelids and retorted unceremoniously, "Although I don't have a mola, I always have a way to earn a mola. I also have disciples who support me in my old age. They can't compare to you."
, you need to sell and sing to earn some meager drinking money."
Wendy's smile froze on her face.
When Jiang Bai was named, his expression was uglier than crying. He looked at his flat wallet and mourned for his future.
No, he has to work hard!
Tomorrow! Tomorrow he will distribute leaflets!
Only Paimon and Sora didn't mind watching the excitement.