Yuanshen: Liyue Storyteller, Zhongli Gives Me God's Heart

"Yebo Stone, as the name suggests, was just a stone used by people to illuminate at night."

"So, the brightness of the night mooring stone is the key to judging whether a night mooring stone is good or not."

"The top-grade night mooring stone has an excellent affinity for flames."

"That is to say, high temperature can test the quality of a Yebo stone."

"So Mr. Zhongli is so expert..." Yingmei murmured.

Afterwards, Zhongli explained in detail how to identify the best Yebo stone.

Lin Zhibei, who was next to him, also found it interesting watching the live performance.

But it was almost time for the drama to end.

I don't have time to go to Mond, borrow the Qiuqiu people's cauldron to light the fire, and slowly observe the Yebo stone.

Don't look at the teleportation in the game, you can come and go freely, in the world of Lin Zhibei, there is no way to teleport!

"OK OK."

Seeing that the three of them were discussing about the same, Lin Zhibei spoke up.

"Boss." Lin Zhibei greeted him.

The boss Shitou immediately rubbed his hands, nodded and bowed and came to Lin Zhibei, "Mr. Lin, what are your orders?"

"I want all three Yebo stones."

Seeing that Lin Zhibei was so rich and self-willed, the little Paimeng who ran the house immediately felt pain in his flesh, as if Lin Zhibei's money was her money...

"Brother Bei, even if you have money, you can't spend it like this."

Lin Zhibei explained with a smile on his face:

"How long would it take to go to Mond and back?"

"Uh...almost two days?"

Yes, two days. " Lin Zhibei looked at the sky and said with emotion.

Then he went on to say:

"So, guess how much mora I can earn in two hours?"

Little Paimeng didn't know what Lin Zhibei meant, "How much?"

Lin Zhibei stretched out five fingers.

"50?" Paimon guessed cautiously.

Even so, Paimon felt that he had already guessed too far.

But Lin Zhibei just shook his head, "No, it's 500 million."

"what?!"

Not only Paimeng, but even Yingmei's eyes widened when she heard this number.

500 million moras, and I worked so hard to do the task of the Adventurer's Association for a day, but it was only [-] moras!

"So, do you understand?"

"Not only is there a cost, but time is also a cost."

Zhong Li listened to Lin Zhibei's speech and nodded:

"It is true that time can earn Mora, but Mora cannot buy time."

"For Mr. Lin, if he can spend a little money and save Mora, it is definitely a good deal.

Lin Zhibei stood up and stretched his muscles, "So, boss."

"The little one is here."

"Is there any problem sending these three stones to Yujing Terrace?"

Yujing Terrace was exactly where Zhongli had planned to hold the 0.9 Immortal Sending Ceremony.

"No, no, you are satisfied."

On Liyue Street, a group of people who left Acquaintance Cuihang were about to go to the next place.

Suddenly, little Paimon turned around in the air and said:

"I always think it's kind of weird."

Yingmei also nodded, "Indeed."

"It seems that since we came back from Endless Cloud..."

"I have never met the Qianyan army who troubled us again. What's going on? Lin Zhibei next to him listened, with a smile on his face.

What does Qianyan Army do? Isn't it just a matter of condensing a word?

As for Ningguang, Lin Zhibei had already known about it, so naturally there would be no bad luck for the Qianyan army to come to find the two of them again.

"Next, we should prepare the [balm] for the ceremony."

Yinger, are you ready to start? .

Chapter 140 [-] Liyueche Shenyinger, the woman who changed the rating by herself (subscribe)

"The balm?"

Curious baby Paimon doesn't understand again.

"Where do you get the balm? Do you just buy it?"

Zhong Li shook his head, "Buy?"

"I'm afraid there is no place to buy it, after all, there are too few people who need it."

"So I can only make it myself, or find someone to customize it."

"And what this god-respecting balm needs is neon flowers."

When it comes to flowers and birds, Uncle Zhongli, who is wandering in the world, can't help but introduce them. Lin Zhibei is also a little bit interesting.

"Because of its special fragrance, Liyue's florists have bred many different varieties of neon flowers. Some are suitable for making spices, and some have fine fibers that can even be used as raw materials for brocade."

Zhong Li spoke eloquently, and Yingmei and Paimeng nodded frequently.

"There is no need to say more about the specific details now, let's go with Mr. Lin and me to buy materials from the merchant."

After getting a suitable neon flower, the next thing to do is to refine the balm.

"Ying, will you?"

Little Paimeng poked Yingmei, pinning his hopes on Ying.

"I don't think 12 looks like it will."

Ying put her hands on her hips, but Lin Zhibei next to her leaned closer and smelled the fragrance of Ying's hair.

"Hmm... But Ying has an indescribable fragrance on her body."

Ying felt a little embarrassed when Lin Zhibei said this, "What are you hearing.

While speaking, Ying pushed Paimeng to the front, stopping Lin Zhibei who was like a hungry tiger.

"I always feel that Ying has a calming scent on her body."

Lin Zhibei smiled and said seriously.

"Is there? Why can't I smell it myself?"

"I have lived in Zhilan's room for a long time, but I don't feel its fragrance."

"Maybe that's the reason."

Zhongli dialed at the right time.

Then, Lin Zhibei looked at the "Intivate Flower" in Yingmei's hair, and said nothing.

Is it the fragrance of Intivat that makes me feel at peace...

"Okay, I'm not kidding anymore." Lin Zhibei straightened his expression.

"I know there is a place that can make balm for us."

"Where?"

"Chunxiang Kiln."

Lin Zhibei didn't give a damn, and continued:

"Many young ladies from other families will ask Miss Yinger to make balm for use.

As Lin Zhibei was talking, he felt two fiery eyes staring at him.

Turning around, Yingmei and Paimeng were torturing themselves with weird eyes:

"suspicious."

"suspicious."

"It's too suspicious."

"Yes."

It's like two people singing a double reed.

"Brother Bei, how did you know about the girl's balm? Tell me the truth."

With Lin Zhibei's personality, how could he allow the two to torture him.

"Hmph, of course a sister who loves me sent me balm, and then told me

"Why, are you jealous?"

Even if Ying was really jealous, she couldn't admit it.

"No."

"Whoever gives you the balm is none of my business."

"Let's go, let's make balm quickly."

After finishing speaking, Yingmei walked forward on her own, but the three people behind her did not move.

Watching Yingmei walk forward.

After walking a dozen steps, Ying turned her head to look at Lin Zhibei, a little embarrassed:

"So, where is Chunxiang Kiln?"

Crossing the streets and alleys, and turning into a small alley, the three of them finally arrived at Chunxiang Kiln. As for Zhongli, he said he had something to do, so he left here temporarily.

Anyway, Zhong Li didn't know anything about making balm.

Entering the small alley, Chunxiang Kiln is not far from the three of them.

For some reason, Lin Zhibei, who was fearless, looked at the Chunxiang Kiln not far away, and felt a little shivering.

He still remembers when he first got the charm of persimmon, but he was really "entangled" by Miss Ying'er for a long time before he got out.

This time it may be regarded as a sheep entering the tiger's mouth.

Walking to the door of Chunxiang kiln, Miss Liyueche Shenying'er was standing by the door.

"Miss Ying'er." Lin Zhibei called out as a reminder.

"soft?"

Ying'er felt that the voice was familiar, she turned her head and saw Lin Zhibei at a glance.

"Isn't this Mr. Lin?"

"You are finally here again, I have been waiting so hard."

Ying'er's words caused Yingmei and Paimeng to misunderstand wildly, and they all looked at Lin Zhibei with perverted eyes.

Lin Zhibei, who had never been deflated, was deflated.

"Ah...ha...haha." Lin Zhibei smiled awkwardly.

Don't say something so easily misunderstood!