Collapse, surrender to me!

Grayshut really thought that there was nothing wrong with what Zhongli did.

It can even be called perfect.

This is an old guy who has lived for more than 6,000 years. He is both civil and martial, sweeping across troubled times, holding a high position of power and a determined character.

No matter which book it is in, this can be regarded as a protagonist.

"..."

Keqing sighed.

What Grace said was right.

But it was precisely because the Emperor had arranged everything so clearly that she felt so uncomfortable.

"Senior, you don't understand..."

Oh, yes, yes, I don’t understand.

Keqing is not very old either.

Although he seems mature beyond his years, it's hard to say whether he is in his rebellious period.

The young emperor was taught the art of being an emperor since he was young. He seemed to be well-behaved and abide by the rules and rituals, but he did have his own ideas.

Grace thought about it and didn't add fuel to the fire.

Instead, he just thought about it and flew out.

It is true: heart disease needs heart medicine to cure, and the person who tied the bell needs to untie it.

So she appeared before the Emperor.

A Flying Thunder God came over.

But the people in the room in front of her made her a little confused.

"I seem to have come at the wrong time..."

"No, you came just in time."

Zhongli coughed dryly and stopped Grayshure who was about to leave.

"We are preparing for the ceremony of sending the immortals. It's a good opportunity for you to help us."

"...I can help you cut with the sword, so that this ceremony of sending the immortals away will be more realistic."

Gray Xiu said quietly.

Sure enough, it was quite strange to see Zhongli so seriously preparing for his own funeral.

But there was nothing wrong with her acting with Zhongli.

After all, Zhongli generously shared his six thousand years of insights and experiences with her. This rich color meant far more to Grayshue than anything she had given.

As for what she paid...it seemed like nothing.

I just signed a contract with Zhongli not to harm innocent people in Liyue.

She felt the deal was not fair.

But Zhongli felt that it was enough.

Suddenly, a demon god who had never been seen or heard of appeared. The hidden danger could be solved with just one contract, which was a good deal.

A contract can only be signed with mutual consent.

The standards of both parties are different.

But before that, Grayshu told Zhongli the purpose of her visit.

"Keqing... this generation's Yuhengxing? I have an impression of her."

Zhongli listened to what Grayshu said.

Just shook his head.

Then he said——"Don't worry about her."

"Ah?" Gray Xiu was stunned. "Is it okay? Besides, her cabinet is full of your figurines. If you encourage her a few times, she will be excited."

"……It's fine."

Zhongli rejected Grayshu's proposal.

"It won't take Keqing two or three days to figure things out, and she'll quickly adjust and adapt to her new job. That's just the kind of person she is. There's no need to worry."

"alright."

Zhongli said this, and Grayshu believed it.

Then she followed Ying and Paimon to Bubulu.

"Senior Sword Immortal."

Halfway through the walk, Ying suddenly asked.

"I heard that you can travel to the North Sea in the morning and the Cangwu in the evening, and travel all over Teyvat in one day. I think you know a lot of things."

"..."

Grace didn't react.

Who did Ying hear that from?

She hasn’t even left Liyue yet, so how could she fly all over Teyvat in one day?

"You can just ask if you have anything."

"I want to know, have you met my brother?"

Ying is still in the state of not forgetting her original intention.

After all, she came to Liyue to find the God of Geo to see if she could find any clues about her brother.

As he spoke, Ying also took out a portrait.

She asked someone to draw it, so it can't be said to be 100% similar, but it's pretty close.

But that was his appearance when she and her brother parted. Ying didn't know what he looked like now, whether he had grown taller, fatter, or had a beard.

But this was the only clue she could come up with.

"I think you're asking the wrong person..."

Grace took a look and found that she had never seen it before.

Of course, she is not from this world, so it would be strange if she had seen it.

But after thinking about it, she still dutifully helped Ying to tell the fortune.

That's right, although the divination skills she learned in Xianzhou were a bit half-baked, and there was no Qiongguan Formation here, and it seemed that she couldn't use it, but she could still see some fragments of the future.

As for whether it works or not, it is not something she can control.

Fortunately, perhaps it was the protection of the studio.

Her divination skills were not ineffective in this world.

"I helped you predict the scene of you meeting your brother in the future."

Gresh said as she tried to describe.

"Your brother is still the same as before. You two finally met, and then... you fell down, and your pigeons disappeared."

Appropriate details and omissions.

"Ah?" Paimon retorted, "It's the same as if you said nothing!"

"I can only see some fragments of the future, not every detail. At least you know that you will be able to meet your brother in the near future, which is already a good thing."

"Reunion?"

Ying was stunned for a while.

It was the first time she heard such a precise response from someone else.

Chapter 259: Baishu, grant you immortality!

Ying didn't think that Grayshu was fooling her.

Although she didn't know how a sword could tell fortunes.

But she did have a feeling that her fate was seen through, which was hard to describe.

Ying didn't understand things like cause and effect, but she could feel something was wrong.

"I met my brother... but we separated again? I fainted. Was I in danger? It seems I need to improve my strength."

Ying said in her heart.

But when she came to her senses, she found a long sword lying in front of her.

"senior?"

"Hexagram Gold."

"Ah? It costs money!" Paimon exclaimed.

"Nonsense, have you ever seen a fortune-teller who offers free fortune-telling?" Gray Xiu passed on a thought: "Not to mention that I am not comparable to those charlatans."

"That's true."

Ying nodded. It was nothing to pay a little money to get news about her brother.

Even in the future, if there is anything, you can ask Gray Xiu to calculate it.

Although you can only get part of the picture, it is much better than being a headless fly.

Thinking of this, Ying spoke.

"How many molas?"

"We don't accept Mora, we only accept raw stones."

Grayshuu wasn't very interested in Mora.

She slashed Zhongli with her sword, and the skin that fell off would probably be piled up into a small mountain if it were Mora.

But the rough stone is different.

This is like all the beautiful things gathered together. Although it seems to have no power, this kind of pure and beautiful color can be said to be very rare.

Maybe it can be used somewhere else in the future.

It would be nice to save some more money to make a necklace and bracelet for Sister Alicia, they would be a perfect match.

"Raw stone?"

Ying hesitated for a moment and stretched out a finger.

"100 raw stones, is that enough?"

"The person you are fortune-telling for is your beloved relative, friend, brother."

Grace's meaning was obvious.

Need to pay more.

"How about 1600 rough stones?"

"..."

When Ying heard this number, her eyes suddenly widened and her expression changed several times, as if she was having a fierce psychological struggle.

Finally sighed.

"I lost my memory before, and now I just remembered that I am actually an orphan. I don't have any brothers at all. I was just lying to myself."

Grayxiu: “…”

……

Ying finally paid for the raw stone.

According to Ying's own explanation.