Chapter 295 There is a fool, I won’t tell who it is
On the other side, Zhongli, who was carrying Dadalia, did not return to the North Country Bank. Instead, he took a shortcut along the Tianheng Mountain Trail and quietly climbed through the window and entered the Hall of Rebirth.
There is no one in the Rebirth Hall at this time. Except for the ferryman at the door, most of the attendants are on the night shift. As a night owl, Hutao is probably resting to replenish energy for wandering at night.
Go past the dragon head sculpture in the lobby and climb to the second floor.
Sure enough, in the southmost wing on the second floor, Hutao, wrapped in a quilt, was sleeping soundly, her breathing accompanied by the slight rise and fall of her chest, maybe she was having some sweet dream.
Zhongli smoothly closed the door that exuded the faint fragrance of plum blossoms, supported Dada Duck, and returned to his room with gentle steps.
In Dadalia's current state, it is really not suitable to return to the Bank of the North. The preparations for the ceremony of sending immortals are basically over. Next is the game between Ningguang, Immortal, and Fool. At this critical moment, Dadalia, as an important chess piece,
Dalia's injury is not a good thing.
Taking off the orange-haired young man's bloody executive uniform, Zhongli silently stared at the dense scars on the other's muscular chest.
A few of them were stab wounds caused during the battle, but most of them were scars that had scabbed and healed. The new skin alternated with some of the old wounds, making it look particularly weird.
Zhongli sighed softly and went back downstairs to fetch hot water. After cleaning the young man's wound, he wrapped it with good gauze. Finally, he put Dadalia into his pajamas and opened the cupboard unhurriedly.
Take out a small pot and some medicinal materials.
"Tulip, five liang of Cyperus rotundus, fried Citrus aurantium, five qian of Salvia miltiorrhiza, Platycodon, and Pinellia ternata, one or two each, decoction in water, can clear the orifices, activate blood circulation, eliminate blood stasis and relieve pain."
As a rock god who has lived for six thousand years, Zhongli once learned a lot about herbal medicine from the Little Lucky Grass King, and also prepared many common medicinal materials in the Hall of Rebirth, which are just in use now.
Carrying a small pot, Zhongli went to the woodshed of the Hall of Purity to boil the medicinal materials. Half an hour later, the strong aroma of the medicine filled the air. Dadalia, who was lying on the bed, also frowned and woke up, and immediately touched her belt.
The Eye of God.
The dagger formed by the condensed water element appeared in the palm of the hand, and then quickly dispersed.
The orange-haired young man sitting on the edge of the bed recognized this as Zhongli's room. After all, Famas also left him here last time.
The wounds on the body have been bandaged, the dirty clothes are placed on the cupboard, and the lightning attribute evil eye is thrown on the ground casually.
Dadalia reached out with a firm look, picked up the evil eye, and hung it back on her waist. After she was convinced that she had been rescued, she breathed a long sigh of relief.
Fortunately, Zhongli didn't directly dig a hole to bury him.
Dadalia shook his head and looked around curiously.
The last time I entered Zhongli's room, I was also injured, but I was in a hurry and didn't have time to take a second look. Although I had many invitations with Zhongli after that, most of them were at market teahouses.
Dadalia pulled up her open pajamas and got up from the bed. The first thing that caught her eye was the strange-looking fat dragon sculpture.
The spine of rock spines made of piles of gravel spreads to the mountain rock facies at the rear, revealing a bloody mouth with ferocious teeth...
Only the towering horns on the top of the head are slightly flawed, as if they had been broken and then repaired with jade of different textures.
The repairman's techniques were not very good either, leaving irreparable cracks.
Dadalia reached out and touched the dragon's horn, only to find that there was a plum blossom-like pattern carved on the very edge of the sculpture.
In order to come to Liyue on a business trip, Zhidong's scholars did a good job of supplementing Liyue culture for the last executive who was only interested in fighting, but Dadalia only listened to the part about the strong.
Scholars' narrations mentioned that a long time ago, there was a dragon in Liyue.
It is not a dragon that rides on the wind and soars into the sky, but an ancient stone dragon that sits in the mountains and has a body as huge as the mountains.
Legend has it that it once slept in the Nantianmen area, blending in with the mountains. When it wakes up, even a small movement, even just stretching, will cause the earth to roar and tremble, causing violent earthquakes.
In order to calm the earthquake, the rock god at that time came to the ancient dragon and subdued it.
This sculpture is probably the fantasy work of the earth dragon in the intelligence.
But what is the plum blossom on the dragon's horn? Is it the mark of the repairer?
Dadalia looked around the room.
In order to distinguish between classes and facilitate work, the residence provided by the fools for the executive officers was extremely spacious and magnificent, and the cost was huge. However, compared with Zhongli's residence, the taste was far behind.
The orange-haired young man always felt that Zhongli's decorations at home were very particular, but he couldn't tell what was good about them.
The screens, calligraphy and paintings, tea sets, and decorations in the room look ordinary, but they are surprisingly harmonious when put together, as if they were born to match like this, even if it is a potted plant next to the window sill, two branches are cut off, or some plants are moved.
If you move three to four inches, the pattern will change.
Just when Dadalia was thinking, there was a sound at the door. Zhongli, who was holding the medicine bowl, didn't say much. He walked straight to Dadalia and handed the medicine in his hand to him.
"Prescriptions for removing blood stasis and relieving pain can help wounds recover faster."
Zhongli's eyes were deep and it was hard to tell what he was thinking, but Dadalia knew that the other party would not harm him, so he took a sip of the concoction, which was so painful that he almost spit it back into the bowl.
"This medicine does not taste good, but it works quickly. It is most suitable for Your Excellency... I didn't expect that Your Excellency can't even suffer this little pain?"
Seeing the painful expression on Dadalia's face, Zhongli narrowed his eyes, raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and stimulated the eager orange-haired young man with words that were neither salty nor bland.
"Humph..."
Of course, Dadalia could see that Zhongli was using the lowest provoking method, but his face still turned cold. He held the medicine bowl as if he was angry, and without changing his expression, he drank all the medicine in the bowl.
Then he threw the bowl on the table.
Just as he was about to open his mouth to speak, the strong bitter taste of the medicine rushed out of his throat, almost causing him to vomit directly.
After trying hard to calm the discomfort in his mouth, Dadalia still forced a smile and responded: "Thank you...Mr. Zhongli."
"It's just that compared to doctors in the market, fools have better treatment techniques."
The young man crossed his hands, trying to create a nonchalant expression, and then asked seriously: "Mr. Zhongli, have the preparations for the ceremony of sending immortals been completed?"
"Of course, I have already known the Seven Stars, and I will open the Golden House tomorrow to welcome the ancestors."
Zhongli chinned his head slightly and glanced at the evil eye that was once again hung on Dadalia's waist.
"Very good!"
The blue eyes of the Dadalia whale are full of eagerness to try, and together with the rich aura of the abyss, surging out from the evil eyes.
Zhongli sighed imperceptibly and said nothing.
Dadalia blinked, took out a piece of paper with complicated patterns from the executive uniform he changed into, and slapped it on the table happily.
"This is proof of using me as executive officer Mora. Go to Beiguo Bank and get 10 million Mora. It will be regarded as Mr. Zhongli's reward for being a guide."
"So, according to the contract, our deal is over?"
Zhongli responded in surprise. Upon hearing this, Dadalia smiled with white teeth: "Yes, it's over. Of course, I also want to give Mr. more remuneration... Hahaha, it's a pity that Beiguo Bank has the highest salary for a single person in a single month.
The withdrawal limit is 10 million."
"However, I can also give Mr. Zhongli a piece of news. According to Liyue, it is called business without justice."
Hearing Dadalia's random use of Liyue idioms, Zhongli unconsciously put a smile on his face and responded meaningfully: "Oh? I don't know what the news is."
"Sir, it's best to go to Beiguo Bank to withdraw Mora tomorrow, then leave Liyue and go somewhere else to avoid it."
Dadalia is ready to sneak into the Golden House and steal the heart of God.
When the Heart of God is obtained, Liyue may still be in chaos for a while. Regarding the release of the undersea demon, the fools have already made plans. In order to prevent Zhongli from being harmed, Dadalia reminded him with a hint of guilt.
Although Zhongli also has the Eye of God, he can't compare to the ancient demon god, right?
The excited young man didn't notice Zhongli's tone. After taking his belongings, he climbed out of the window wearing a gold man's pajamas.