Morax, I sympathize with you fairy

Clement was not sure. After a while, the executive officer was talking, and the things that were originally intended to be sold for money were instantly turned into gifts...

Then your trip would really be in vain.

So he mustered up the courage to answer before Dadalia could speak.

Seeing this, Dadalia's slightly open mouth also closed.

Along the way, he made many choices for Clement, and this time he gave the choice to himself...

With this in mind, Dadalia began to follow the path deeper into the world, and dropped a sentence——

"Clement, if you sell it, just follow me. You should learn some things."

"Okay, Mr. Executive Officer!"

Clement shouted respectfully in the direction Dadalia left.

"I'm the same as - huh?"

Mo Feng was about to agree, but was pulled back by Gan Yu the next second.

"Let me do it." Gan Yu winked at him playfully and gave him a reassuring look.

She's pretty good at haggling and bargaining.

"Okay, come on."

Mo Feng nodded and stood aside.

Clement hugged the salt cup and the salt ruler tightly, and said firmly: "One million molasses a piece, if it's too low, I won't sell it!"

"Are you sure?"

Gan Yu smiled slightly and started haggling.

"..."

...

Deep in the ruins.

Zhongli stood in front of a gate, waiting for others to arrive.

He is actually the one who knows best, but he does not speak clearly.

This so-called archaeological team is really what Mo Feng said, just an archaeological sightseeing tour group.

Clement, come find something valuable.

Young Master, here to play.

Wanyan comes to find the power and truth about the Demon God of Salt.

Kong, was dragged over to watch the show.

Paimon was brought along by Kong to watch the show.

Mo Feng and Gan Yu met on the road and were bored, so they went to watch a show together.

As for the reason why Gan Yu did not choose to go back to Liyue Port to work, he probably wanted to see what he was busy with...

There are no archaeologists in the archaeological team.

Well, it's a normal thing.

The sound of footsteps came, interrupting Zhongli's thoughts.

Looking up, Kong, Paimon, Wanyan, and Dadalia were all here.

As for Mo Feng, Gan Yu and Clement, he did not see them.

"what on earth is it..."

Wan Yan looked at the movements of the statues around her, her tone full of disbelief, "What happened back then to make them do this..."

"These statues look like they are running away."

Paimon turned his gaze to Zhongli, seemingly hoping he could give an explanation.

"What happens next may be a little cruel to you. Are you sure you want to listen?"

Zhong Li looked at Wan Yan, folded his arms, and continued: "You are not proficient in archaeological knowledge, but you are familiar with the deeds of the Demon God of Salt..."

"You probably heard the story in [Yinyuan Hall]."

"Although some facts are the truth, if you really tell them, it will be a punishment for you."

"It's like the two broken blades in your hands. Are you sure you want to listen?"

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Chapter 126 Faith and Cocoon (36/79)

"It's like the two broken blades in your hands. Are you sure you want to listen?"

This was the last warning Zhongli gave Wanyan.

According to the regulations in the contract, Wan Yan and Clement did comply.

Even if the two exchange cultural relics, that is outside the contract and is beyond Zhongli's control.

"...Mr. Zhongli, who is knowledgeable and insightful, must have guessed my identity."

Wanyan looked down at the rusty broken blade in her hand, gritted her teeth, and introduced herself in a self-exposed manner, "I come from the Yin Yuan Hall in Liyue [Seven Stars and Eight Gates]. I am from Heulia, the Demon God of Salt." believer..."

"In Liyue Port, belief in demon gods other than Morax is not recognized by the people around you. I have been looking for evidence that Morax framed Heulia..."

"As a descendant of the Salt God's people, I..."

Her voice was choked, and when she raised her head, her face was filled with tears, "Did I really blame Morax wrongly? Mr. Zhongli?!"

"It seems that you have come to your senses."

Zhongli turned around and pressed his hand on the door.

The door moved in response and opened automatically with a click.

"All the answers are behind this door, come in."

Without saying a word, he walked in first.

"Miss Wanyan..." Paimeng looked at her appearance and hugged himself subconsciously.

"Come on, Paimon."

Sora stepped in.

Wan Yan wiped away her tears and followed in.

Dadalia stood outside the door and looked at the door for a few seconds, then the sound of messy footsteps came from behind.

"Clement?"

He turned his head and looked back.

Clement, Mo Feng, and Gan Yu all came.

"Executor." Clement bowed to him and stood behind him, his expression not very good.

"Did they bully you?" Dadalia looked at Mo Feng and Gan Yu in confusion.

"No, no." Clement waved his hand quickly.

"Oh...just keep the mola sold by the salt lamp and salt ruler yourself, that's what you deserve."

Dadalia turned around and stepped into the door, "Come in and take a look, something interesting is about to happen."

"Yes, yes." Clement nodded and quickly followed Dadalia.

Watching them enter the room, Mo Feng finally couldn't help laughing, "Pfft hahaha——"

"What's so funny?" Gan Yu raised his hand and flicked Mo Feng's forehead.

"I didn't sell it for less than 100 million molas, but the last 10 molas were sold. Xiao Ganyu, Xiao Ganyu, I really found a treasure." Mo Feng hugged her and rubbed her face affectionately.

"Just some ordinary business bargaining."

Gan Yu was not disgusted with Mo Feng's actions, but pointed forward and said, "They seem to have all gone in, why don't we go in?"

"You should know the story of the Salt Demon God better than I do."

Mo Feng sighed, let go of her, and looked at the salt crystal statue beside him, "A kind-hearted demon god, the mistake was that she was born in the wrong era. She just wanted to protect her people, but she was betrayed by her people. This, no Is this the end of the story?"

"Go up and have a look."

Gan Yu took the initiative to hold Mo Feng's hand and smiled sweetly at him, "Maybe there will be some changes?"

"I really can't help you..."

...

After Mo Feng Ganyu entered, except for the people in the archaeological tour group, everything else in the room seemed to be frozen.

The salted statues all made movements to escape.

Only the statue in the center has its hands moving forward in a virtual grasping motion, as if it was holding something in its lifetime.

Wan Yan collapsed on the ground, sobbing.

And Zhongli was still saying: "...No matter how weak the demon god is, the power lost when he dies is beyond what a human body can withstand. Those who failed to escape have all become like this."

He clasped his hands behind his back, turned sideways, and looked at Kong and Wanyan, "The people of the Salt God who had not experienced this disaster left her territory and went to Liyue to ask for the protection of Emperor Yan."

"Their descendants are afraid of the demonic remnants Heulia left behind, and are afraid of the eternal curse she will cast on them..."

"So they took the risk to break the sword and enshrine it, hoping to appease the anger she left behind."

"But in fact, they were unnecessary. How could this demon god who never resisted until the end be angry towards his own people?"

After saying that, Zhongli moved his eyes to Mo Feng and pursed his lips at him.

"???"

Mo Feng was a little confused and tilted his head.

When he turned, he saw some different buildings behind Zhongli...

Even though he tried his best to hide the golden appearance, Mo Feng could still tell at a glance that it was a rock creation created by Zhongli.

what happened?

There were a lot of questions in his mind, but Mo Feng still walked quietly behind everyone and slowly moved towards Zhongli's direction.

When he walked to the stone, Dadalia slapped her hands, immediately attracting everyone's attention, "Oh! That's it! I completely understand! Heulia died of the betrayal of her own people. Son of the Salt God People, it’s really…”

Taking this opportunity, Mo Feng stretched out his hand and touched the rock ridge, changing its color to look more like a stone wall.

Wan Yan also took advantage of this moment to stand up from the ground and murmured: "Did the Demon God of Salt really die of betrayal... Betrayed by his own people... How sad is this... "

She shook her body sadly and walked outside, saying as she walked: "Salt God... Rock God... Salt God..."

"Clement, go and protect the lady."

Dadalia gave instructions to Clement next to him.

He is also sending away some irrelevant people.

"Yes." Clement gritted his teeth and chased after him.

There were only four people left in the room and Paimon.

"The immortal secretary Gan Yu in Liyue Port, the mysterious man Mo Feng, the traveler Kong, and Paimeng."

Dadalia looked at the few people with a flash of understanding in his eyes, "You should all know Zhongli's true identity."

"So? As the executive officer of the Fools, how many do you plan to fight?" Mo Feng raised his eyebrows and asked with a smile.

"..."

Dadalia was silent for a few seconds, then scratched his head in embarrassment, "Don't keep fighting. I'm not here to get beaten."

"Then what do you mean by this?" Sora asked.

"What I mean is that I want to sign a contract with Mr. Zhongli. After I recover, I can have a good fight with him." Dadalia spread his hands and said in a helpless tone, "It's just a simple spar. For a moment. Really.”

"Aren't you afraid of being admitted to the ICU?"