Morax, I sympathize with you fairy

Sora shook his head and refused.

These are not things that he should worry about anymore, he is just a little curious.

The conversation between the two was not concealed, and almost everyone in the team heard it, except Zhongli who was staring at a palm-sized cocoon in the palm of his hand...

Clement immediately dipped his hand into a little salt from the salt cup and put it in his mouth.

"Bah bah bah!"

He hurriedly vomited it out and said with a grimace, "Why is this salt so bitter?"

The salt is not normal, which means his dream of getting rich is gone.

This kind of bitter salt can't be sold at all...blood loss!

Clement suddenly felt that his choice was too arbitrary.

“Don’t you know that all the salt of the earth is bitter?”

Putting away the cocoon, Zhongli turned around and explained to everyone.

"...Mistake." Clement pressed his forehead helplessly.

But since it was all bitter, it wasn't too miserable for him.

At least what Wan Yan got was the same as his, just ordinary cultural relics with some history.

It would be a good choice to sell it to rich people for collection.

"I have heard of it, but I have never confirmed it." Dadalia crossed his arms and said with a smile, "Mr. Zhongli is really knowledgeable."

"I just have a better memory. It's nothing to mention."

Zhongli shook his head and continued walking forward.

Everyone followed him.

...

After crossing a series of paths and climbing a high step, everyone in the sightseeing tour group came to another room.

On the sacrificial table in this room, there is a ruler glowing white.

After Clement stepped forward to investigate, he put his hands on his hips and said confidently: "A broken ruler, this thing seems useless."

"Listen to what Mr. Zhongli has to say." Wan Yan looked at Zhongli.

Anything that can shine is a good thing, and this one is certainly no exception, but Wanyan doesn't know what it is.

Zhong Li narrowed his eyes, raised his hand, and said, "This is a salt ruler, and the [Salt Demon God] also has authority here. Once it is inserted into the ground, the soil will be covered with salt like rising water."

“The deeper you go, the more grains of salt you get, in other words, a [harvest] of salt.”

He shifted his gaze to Wan Yan and said, "Ms. Wan Yan, according to the contract, this item is yours."

"Tsk, it doesn't matter, it's all bitter salt anyway." Clement curled his lips with disdain.

You can only sell money, you can only sell money, you can only sell money...

He comforted himself crazily in his heart.

"Is this the power of the [Demon God of Salt]..." Wan Yan stepped forward, took off the salt ruler, and held it in the palm of her hand.

The power of the [Salt Demon God]... made her feel extremely at ease.

"Then Mr. Zhongli, move on?" Dadalia asked with a smile.

"Hmm. Okay."

Zhongli glanced at Wan Yan and Clement, nodded, and moved on.

The rest followed closely behind.

After a few seconds, Paimon flew back.

"Hey, Miss Wanyan, let's go!"

She put her little hand on her mouth and shouted to Wan Yan, who was still immersed in the joy of getting the salt ruler.

"Oh...oh...coming."

Wan Yan came back to her senses, put the salt ruler on her back, and followed Paimeng forward.

...

【Mond】

On the walls of Mondstadt.

Without any warning, a person wearing a black and white maid uniform suddenly appeared on the wall...

If you look closely, you can easily see his long hair spread out and the black hair at the end.

This person is Wendy who came back from another world.

"It's too scary. Dagu's world is really scary."

Wendy patted her chest and murmured in fear.

He was obviously just doing business...unexpectedly, he got entangled with those people from the maid shop.

It was okay at first, and he liked the atmosphere quite a lot.

But as time went by, everything went wrong.

The group of maids began to unbraid his hair, put on headbands, and put on maid uniforms. One of them even boldly gave him bread and wanted him to take off his clothes to see if his development was normal. ..

Outrageous.

They all look like hungry wolves...

These are not the reasons for him to come back, after all, he doesn't care much about gender.

The most outrageous thing was that the female store manager wanted to hire him to work in the maid shop at a high price.

How could Fengshen still be working as a part-timer in another world?

So he escaped and brought back a bunch of maid outfits, all sizes and models.

As a wind god who is willing to share, these things must be shared with group friends, especially the group leader.

then--

He silently opened the chat group.

……

Chapter 125 The truth

【Salt of the Earth】

Inside the ruins of the temple.

Everyone continued to move deeper.

Passing each mechanism and passing a humanoid statue.

Finally, they came to another room.

The decoration of this room is not much different from the previous two. The only difference is the items placed on the table.

Those were two broken sword blades.

Zhongli stood beside the broken blade without saying a word.

"Is this some kind of cultural relic?" Clement stepped forward and touched it.

Although he also wanted to complain about the salt ruler and complain about the broken sword like he just did, he has learned his lesson now.

Maybe this thing is an artifact? !

"The broken sword...! This is evidence! Proves that the [Salt Demon God] once resisted! It just failed to stop Morax's poisonous hand!"

Wan Yan ran from the end of the team to the front and said with absolute certainty: "Compared to the salt lamp and salt ruler, the power of this sword must far exceed them!"

"Really?" Clement frowned.Why does he feel that this thing is just an ordinary broken sword...

"What do you think of Mr. Zhongli?" Dadalia asked, raising the corners of his mouth slightly.

Morax is a very calculating guy, so he just teamed up with the lady to fool him.

He will get this debt back.

"The two broken swords, from the perspective of archaeological artifacts, are two cultural relics."

Zhong Li did not express his opinion, but looked at Clement and Wan Yan, "According to the contract, you take one of them in turn."

"Then I want the one above." Clement picked up the broken blade above.

"..." Wan Yan took off the broken blade below.

But her eyes were always on Clement's.

If we get both broken blades and find a way to reforge them...the most powerful power of the Salt Demon God will be revealed again.

"Clement. Can I trade this with you for the broken blade?"

Wanyan took out the salt ruler she got earlier and asked Clement.

"Want it?"

Clement shook the broken blade at her in a cowardly manner, "But do you think I will want your broken ruler? This is the sword with the most powerful power of the Salt Demon God!"

"..." Wan Yan fell silent.

Seeing that Zhongli ignored her, Dadalia glanced at Clemente's broken blade and made a judgment in her heart, "Clemente, switch with her."

"But, Mr. Executive Officer...this is the one with the most powerful power of the Demon God of Salt——"

"What, do you have any objection to my decision?"

"No, no..."

Clement sighed and reluctantly handed the broken blade to Wan Yan, "Hey, woman, give me that bitter salt ruler."

Wan Yan's face lit up with joy, she took the broken blade and replaced it with the salt ruler.

"Thank you sir."

Holding two broken blades, she smiled and thanked Dadalia.

"No need to thank me." Dadalia smiled politely.

According to his understanding of weapons, these two broken blades are really just ordinary broken blades.

There is no sign of the demonic power at all.

"Sir, I don't have any opinion on these two broken blades. If I have to say anything, they are murder weapons, nothing more."

Zhongli turned around and walked deeper alone, "There are no cultural relics in this ruins, only the truth about the [Salt Demon God]. If you want to know the truth, come with me."

"Hey, Zhongli! Wait for us!" Paimon shouted and flew over.

Seeing this, Sora followed.

"The murder weapon? Isn't the truth already clear?" Wan Yan looked at the rusty broken blade in his hand, raised his head, and followed resolutely, "I want to see what the truth is!"

Clement was about to follow when he was stopped by Dadalia.

"You two, don't you plan to go take a look?" He smiled and looked at Mo Feng and Gan Yu holding hands.

"Do you want to sell your subordinate's salt cup and salt ruler?"

Mo Feng pointed to the salt lamp and ruler held by Clement.

"Oh? Mr. Mo Feng is interested in these?" Dadalia raised his eyebrows. He always felt a little strange.

"Well, I am very interested in the so-called power of the devil. So, sir, do you want to sell it?"

Mo Feng nodded without hesitation.

As long as he offers a price that's not outrageous, Mo Feng can buy it.

"One million molas per piece!"

Before Dadalia could speak, Clement spoke first and opened his mouth.