Famas freed one hand and quickly put the three boxes of balm into his arms. He picked up Ying in his right hand and Xiangling in his left hand. With Paimon on his furry head, he ran out of Xiangling's boudoir and entered.
In the courtyard.
The yard of Wanmintang seems to have been neglected. Except for the frequently walked roads, weeds are growing wildly in the corners, and the walls are piled with gravel, which seems to be used to compact the grass.
Next to the rubble pile is a large water tank with two goldfish swimming in it.
"Try washing it with water..."
Famas stamped his foot, and the liquid in the water tank surged out, flying into the air with the two goldfish, and then fell like a curtain of rain.
The boy in red grabbed Ying's chin, raised her face, and pointed it at the falling water drops.
Water droplets of different sizes hit Xiangling and Ying's faces, soaking them both instantly, and the traces of ointment left on Ying's neck were washed away by the water.
The moment the cold water droplets touched her face, Ying briefly lost consciousness. When she came back to consciousness, her head had been buried in Famas's arms, and her hands were tightly grasping the clothes of the boy in red.
With their skin touching each other, Ying suddenly realized that she still looked disheveled. She blushed and broke away from Famas's arms: "Just...what happened?"
"There is something wrong with the Nishang flowers you bought to make the ointment."
Seeing Ying's shy and trembling look, Famas grinned and let go of Xiang Ling, who was being held up by her collar.
In addition to Ying, Xiangling and Famas were also soaked by water drops.
Famas has the eye of God with the element of fire. You can't see him soaking wet on weekdays, so you just took a second look. The bright water droplets climbed up the clear jaw line of the young man in red and rolled down to the flat surface.
The collar, the buttons that have been loosened just right, the collarbone that is vaguely visible, and the scar that is looming on the chest.
Sure enough, as Wendy said, the Munata people are a group of fighting madmen. How could Famas, the god of war, have no scars?
Ying stared thoughtfully at Famas's chest. What she didn't know was that most of the scars on Famas were caused by the demons who died at his hands.
Although Famas also has the ability to remove these scars, in the eyes of the Munata people, scars are a symbol of honor and strength. Famas, who was the spiritual pillar of the Munata people in ancient times, has retained these scars.<
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It’s hard to imagine what the Fire Nation would look like without Famas.
The hot flame breath emerged from Famas's body, evaporating the water droplets on Ying and himself.
"Xiang Ling, do you need help?"
Famas smiled and faced Xiang Ling who had just woken up. His golden eyes were bright, and the hair on his forehead was dripping with water, making him look so wet and pitiful.
Feeling Famas's gaze, Xiangling felt as if she had been hit in the head, her whole body became numb, and her ears suddenly became hot.
What did you just do to Famas and Ying?
Lowering her head and looking at her soaked underwear, Xiangling let out a shy "woo", covered her face and ran back to her room.
"Xiang Ling...are you okay?"
Ying hurriedly caught up.
"Leave me alone!"
The little cook's voice came from the room, with a sense of shy tension.
Famas, on the other hand, was busy taking off the Paimon on his head.
This little guy still looks dazed, and it seems that the cold water just now hasn't woken her up yet.
"Wake up, Paimon!"
Famas grabbed the back of Paimon's neck, glanced at the remaining water in the water tank, and pressed Paimon's head down with a wicked smile.
"Well...Gulu...who dares to harm...Gulu...the great Lord Paimon!"
Famas deliberately controlled his strength, and the two goldfish that had just flown out fell back into the large water tank. As soon as Paimon's head was pressed in, the frightened fish slapped her hard with their tails.
Face.
"Uh huh huh..."
Famas hummed a tune easily and waited until the time was right before lifting the struggling Paimon out of the water tank.
"Uh huh..."
Strands of wet hair stuck to his temples, and Paimon looked innocent, with a red-tailed goldfish wrapped in his mouth.
"Little Paimon really doesn't forget to eat wherever he goes?"
Famas raised Paimon in front of his eyes and pinched her fair face with drops of water.
"Ahhh! Damn Famas! Look at the punch!"
Paimon spat out the red-gold fish tail from his mouth, clenched his cute little hands, and punched Famas in his arms.
"Hey, Paimon, I just wanted to wake you up!"
He quickly moved the arrogant Paimon further away. Famas shrank his neck back in disgust, and at the same time helped the little Paimon dry his body.
Angry Paimon is so cute.
Just after Ying finished comforting Xiang Ling, she heard Famas' call and Paimon's whirring, and quickly ran over to persuade the two of them to leave.
"Can those balms... still be offered to Prince Yan?"
Ying reacted, covering her head, picking up Paimon who was having a tantrum, and holding her in her arms.
When the balm was mentioned, Ying's face became a little hot. She felt the soft touch of the small ball in her arms, and heard Paimon's humming voice, which made her feel a little relieved.
"Of course, this is him...anyway, the sacrifices are just for viewing."
Famas curled his lips and took out three boxes of balm from his arms.
The moment she saw the balm, Ying hugged Paimon and instinctively took a step back.
Since Famas said there is no problem... then we really hope that he will not be discovered by the Rock King Emperor, right?
According to Zhongli, as soon as you prepare the balm, go to the nearest Seven Heavens Statue in Liyue Port to find him.
When Ying and Famas brought the things, Zhongli was in a daze facing his statue.
As evening approaches, there are no bright red clouds on the horizon, only a few dark clouds floating in the dark sky. The Tianheng Mountain in the distance presents a biting chill and deep gloom.
"Mr. Zhongli, we have prepared everything."
Ying gritted her teeth, walked over cautiously, and handed three boxes of ointment to Zhongli one at a time.
"You...you are back."
Zhongli turned around, originally wondering why Ying came so late, but when he saw Famas following behind with a smile, his words stopped.
"Mr. Zhongli... he seemed to be in a daze in front of the statue just now. Did you wait too long?"
Paimon circled around Zhongli, not forgetting to complain to Zhongli: "It's all Famas' fault for making us wait so long."
"Oh, I didn't wait long either."
"Compared to the watch of the Rock King engraved on the statue, it is only a short moment."
Just after he persuaded Wendy to leave, Famas appeared in front of him.
"Hey, are Mr. Zhongli familiar with Famas?"
Seeing that Zhongli had no reaction to Famas' arrival, Paimon scratched his little head curiously.
"Well, he stayed at the Palace of Rebirth for two days."
Zhongli nodded and turned the topic back to the balm.