Chapter 312: The Great Sage of Conquering Demons, listen to the call!
The light breeze from Dihuazhou extinguished the last remaining fire in the kitchen stove of Wangshu Inn, and the busy chef Yan Xiao has returned to the back hall to rest.
The waiters and waiters put out the burning wicks in the lanterns one after another, placed the benches on the ground floor on the wooden table, and took out the brooms and floor cloths to do the final cleaning work.
Looking from afar, only the midnight snack stalls were still on the ground floor of Wangshu Inn. But after a while, as the people evacuated, the lights of the stalls were extinguished, and only the bright moon and the jade pavilion in the sky were illuminated.
Night at the inn.
"The sky is dry and things are dry, be careful of fire..."
Along the curved staircase, the shopkeeper Huaian raised the gong to break the watch, and his slightly helpless voice spread far away.
Originally, the job of calling the police belonged to the patrol personnel of Qianyan Army, and there was no need for him, the shopkeeper, to lower his dignity and demean himself to do it. However, in order to investigate the cause of the emperor's death, and at the same time to prevent thieves from causing trouble, Tian, the head of the Seven Stars,
Quan Ningguang had already transferred all Qianyan Army soldiers back to Liyue Guards.
According to the merchants who deliver goods from the port, Liyue Port is now monolithic, and even if Daozhu's Heavenly Leader and Mondstadt's Knights of the West Wind join forces, they won't be able to break in.
It's just pitiful for Huai'an. While shouldering the responsibility of the shopkeeper, he also has to be responsible for the night shift work.
It's not like he hasn't thought about asking the inn's staff to do this, but without the daily inspections of Qianyan Army, there are more monsters in the wilds of Dihuazhou.
The waiters and cooks of the inn are ordinary people. It is really not a wise choice to let them deal with the possible invading monsters late at night. The boss Phil Godette does not like to stay up late, the Mandrill Shangxian does not dare to use it, and Jiang Xue is even more dissatisfied.
All I can think about is fishing.
Looking at the entire inn, he is the only one who can do this.
After ringing the broken gong again, Huai'an has come to the platform under the inn, lit the ever-bright lantern to welcome guests, raised it with a long pole, and hung it under the eaves of the inn's facade to remind travelers returning late at night that this is a place to rest.<
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Rumor has it that the ever-lasting lanterns at Wangshu Inn can continue to burn for thousands of years without extinguishing. Countless wealthy businessmen in Liyue have made offers to acquire the technology for making ever-lasting lanterns.
But Huaian is well aware that this method of making lanterns has long been lost. The two lanterns hanging on the door of the inn today are ancient products from when Liyue was still known as Guiliji.
After a thorough inspection, there was nothing unusual.
Just as Huai'an was riding the water wheel lift back to the top floor of the inn, he, with his keen sense, vaguely noticed strange elemental fluctuations in the room on the top floor of the inn. He was about to check it out, but he never expected to bump into Mandrill looking at the moonlight on the observation deck. Mandrill, who was seriously thinking about Zhongli's identity, heard the footsteps behind him. The murderous aura that had never relaxed for thousands of years was flowing out, accompanied by the clang of the Puyuan, causing the temperature around him to feel cold.
Come down.
"Who?"
"Immortal Mandrill, it's me, Huai'an!"
The familiar voice came, and Mandrill's fierce aura suddenly died down. As the invincible spear disappeared, it turned into a burst of brilliant golden light and dissipated in the soft night wind of Liyue.
"The Wangshu Inn is so busy nowadays, only you, Shangxian, can have a moment of peace here."
Under the gaze of his golden eyes, Huaian showed his signature smile as a shopkeeper.
However, Mandrill remained silent and stared coldly at the smiling middle-aged man.
"Just now I sensed that there seemed to be unusual elemental fluctuations in the guest room, so I thought of exploring it."
"Now it seems that I worried too much."
Seeing the cold face of the young immortal, Huai'an was not upset. He knew that Mandrill's temperament was like this. He explained the cause and effect in a few words, and then returned to the second floor of the inn to rest while carrying the watch gong.
When the lights in Huai'an's room went out, the entire inn fell into complete silence.
However, there was still a faint firelight in the guest room belonging to Zhongli.
At this moment, Zhongli had already taken off the basalt gown he wore every day and replaced it with the white lining he wears when going to bed.
The tips of her hair, which gradually changed from black to danxia orange, still had a little bit of moist water vapor on them, as if they had just been washed and bathed. The light red color at the corners of her eyes was even brighter, but her slightly frowning brows gave her a unique temperament of not being angry or intimidating. "Shashasha..."
On Mr. Keqing's right hand is a penholder and an inkstone. The jade finger on his thumb has been removed. He is concentrating on holding the brush and writing on the light yellow paper in front of him.
"I have noticed that there have been many sneaky and strange movements in Wuwangpo recently. I hope that Qixing will be cautious and use strong troops to defend ourselves, so that we can keep Liyue prosperous as before."
Zhongli's handwriting was gentle but slightly sharp at the hidden edge, like a sharp knife. The accompanying letter even drew a defense diagram from Wuwang Slope to Guiliyuan, accurately marking the reserve locations of various ordnance and the best ambush locations.
, and even carefully estimated the size and strength of the invading enemy.
But as he was writing, Zhongli's meticulously sketching pen suddenly stopped, and he used his divine power to cross out the word "sneaky" and replace it with "Earthline Heroic Spirit". After thinking about it for a long time, he raised his hand and tore off the map on the upper half of the paper.
, leaving only the words of warning.
This is the message he plans to deliver to Qixing.
Just like the annual ceremony to invite immortals, the emperor issued an oracle to guide the residents of Liyue on the business development route for the coming year and avoid possible risks.
Just like Morax swept across the world a thousand years ago, fighting monsters and resisting floods...
As the god of rock, Zhongli has long been accustomed to paving the way forward for Liyue. Even when he decided to let go and let Liyue move forward alone, he still worried about gains and losses.
Can Qixing and Qianyan Army face the simultaneous attacks of War Lord Famas and Whirlpool Demon God Oser alone?
Is Liyue really ready to welcome the age of humans?
Zhongli was silent for a long time, and decided to have one last thought for Liyue, bringing the thousand-year contract to a final end.
He wrote at the bottom of the remaining note and marked it with a mark that belonged to Yaksha.
On the surface, Emperor Yan Wang has passed away, and he is just an ordinary guest at the Rebirth Hall. He speaks softly. This note is passed through the regular channels step by step. I am afraid it will take a long time to put it on Ningguang's table.<
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It will be too late by then.
This matter can only be left to someone you absolutely trust, preferably one of the three-eyed and five-manifold immortals.
But the truth about his death cannot be known to too many people, especially now that the conflict between the Immortal and the Seven Stars is intensifying, it is definitely not a wise decision to let the Immortal enter Liyue Port rashly.
After much deliberation, only the three-eyed and five-manifestation immortal who protects Dihuazhou, the Demon-Conquering Great Sage Mandrill, can undertake the task of delivering the message.
Mandrill's duty is to guard Liyue Port, fight monsters, and communicate more with the world. He is closer to Liyue than the ethereal Jueyunjian Immortal, and is more recognized by the Seven Stars.
Borrowing his name may be the best choice.
Zhongli still remembers the scene of the young man’s bloody battle when he first met Mandrill.
In Zhongli's opinion, the protector Yaksha in Liyue can be regarded as the loneliest child among the immortals.
Even Shen He and Qiqi are accompanied by companions, but apart from endless nightmares and karma, Mandrill is left with only suffocating loneliness.
"If you encounter trouble in the wilderness, encounter trouble with thieves on the road, trouble with water, fire, swords, weapons, trouble with ghosts and gods, trouble with poison, trouble with evil beasts, poisonous insects, trouble with enemies, evil people, call me by my name. Immortal with three eyes and five manifestations, mandrill,
Heed the call and come to protect us."
This is Mandrill's oath when the contract was drawn up.
Zhongli stood up slowly, folded the note slowly, his golden eyes flashed with the look of an earthly ruler, and then he spoke abruptly:
"Mandrill, come to see me."
Suddenly, the wind outside the house rustled the leaves, and the strong wind blew into the room with strong black karma, and the fierce power was instantly felt.
The dark green color dissipated, and the dark green boy covered in the smell of blood half-knelt in front of Zhongli.
All things are impermanent, calm the demon and subdue the demon.
"The immortal with three eyes and five manifestations, Mandrill!"