Morax, I sympathize with you fairy

It turns out that he was loudly plotting to persecute himself in the group.

That's fine.

After giving the three people except Liu Yun a one-minute muting package, Mo Feng began to speak in the group.

[Morax, I am your immortal]: Liyue Port is approaching the Hailantern Festival. I need a few workers here in Liyue Port to help me for a few days. Are there any volunteers?I will issue the shuttle talisman to and from the place.

[Barbara Chongya]: Sea Lantern Festival... Is Liyue’s Sea Lantern Festival coming soon?

[Morax, I love you, the Immortal]: Miss Barbara, would you like to come over and play?I can introduce you to our rock singers from Liyue Port, and then you can try to hold a concert during the Hai Lantern Festival.

[Not good at doing business]: Liyue Qixing welcomes everyone to visit Liyue Port. During the Hai Lantern Festival, you can come and visit Xiao City, play chess, make Xiao lanterns, make wishes and so on.All consumption is paid for by our group owner Da Mo Feng!

[Vehicle Destroyer]: Festival?I want to come, I want to come!By the way, I'm jet-lagged. It's really tiring to chat with you until midnight every day.

【fireworks!Explode! ]: Liyue Port, wow, I’ve wanted to go out and have a look for a long time, is it okay?Can I really come over and play?

[Morax, I love you, Immortal]: You can come here, but you must help me. I plan to sell some gadgets during the Lantern Festival. Of course, I will not take any of the profits from this, and will give them all to everyone for fun. fund.

【fireworks!Explode! ]: Can I bring fireworks to sell?The fireworks from the Naganohara family next to my house are of high quality, and everyone who has bought them says they are good!

[Morax, I will kill you, the Immortal]: Okay.

[Give me a sweet word, surrender or not]: Mo Feng, can you stop working while playing in the past?I just want to eat some special snacks in peace and quiet.

[Morax, I love you, Immortal]: Even if you come here, you will only help for a while... I am not the kind of boss who exploits people. I have so much work that I have to work overtime every day to barely finish it.Am I right? @Can't do business

[Can’t do business]: You can just tell me your name.

[Master who is good at chatting] The Sea Lantern Festival is indeed commemorative... If there are more Xiaolan lanterns, how about giving me a few?

【Worldly Wandering】: I will give you a few of the ones I compiled at that time. @ very good at chatting Zhenjun

[Zhenjun who is good at chatting]: Thank you! ! !

[The True King of Rice Transplanters]: Me too...

[The True King of Rice Transplanters]: Forget it.

[Traveling in the World]: @真君觅You also have a share, don’t be in a hurry.

[Master Transplanter]: This...thank you! ! !

[Stand-up comedy]: Mr. Zhongli didn’t come home all night last night!I almost slept in a coffin...

[Earthly Wandering]: What happened?

[A happy message, surrender or not]: Zhongli, do you want to come and play mahjong? I studied the man-machine a lot last night and finally learned how to operate it.Today, I will kill everyone!

[I am eternity]: Mahjong?

[Morax, I'm here to help you, Immortal]: If you want to help, remember to send me a private message in two days to ask for a shuttle charm. Someone is coming from outside my house, so I'll get off first.

Hearing Xingqiu's shouts from outside, Mo Feng closed the chat group, quickly cleaned himself up, changed his clothes, and walked out.

Outside the door is Xingqiu, who is holding a book and looking happy.

The three characters "Original Demonic Chronicles" are printed on the book, and the cover still shows the dry land.

"Teacher Mo Feng, I heard that the teacher was back early this morning, so I rushed here non-stop. I shouldn't have disturbed you, teacher, right?"

A trace of apology flashed across Xingqiu's face, but his joy did not diminish at all.

He held the book with both hands and handed it forward to Mo Feng, "This is the cover of the first edition of the book and the illustrations of the characters. Please take a look at it, teacher, and see if there is anything you don't like."

"Thank you for your hard work, there's nothing I don't like about it..."

Mo Feng took it and flipped through two pages. When he saw the character icons, he was stunned.

Blinking, Mo Feng didn't believe his eyes.

The illustration shows a woman with long blue hair, which can be said to be a completely female version of Xingqiu...

The most outrageous thing is that the style of this illustration is too similar to the one in Iwawang Diji's illustration book. It is not an exaggeration to say that the style of the effeminate image is completely carved from the same mold.

"is that you?"

Taking a deep breath to calm down, Mo Feng pointed to the blue-haired woman above and asked Xingqiu.

"...Um, damn it, why did she draw me on it...and make me a woman..." Xingqiu was also stunned.

It was obvious that he had not read the book when he got it...

"If the teacher is dissatisfied——"

"I'm very satisfied. Besides, the person who drew this illustration must be Tong Yao. I saw this cover last time I went to Yanfei Office."

"The teacher..."

"I'm going to meet this little painter now. Do you want to come with me?"

"Meet Tong Yao? Why?"

"Thank her. After all, she is a capable person if she can draw like this."

Mo Feng showed a harmless smile.

An indescribable melon-eater?

Seeing that she was helping him draw illustrations, he had to give her a beating.

……

Chapter 202 Tianquan Condensing Light

After some exchanges, Xingqiu decided to go with Mo Feng. He also wanted to ask his Qingmei why he really painted him as a woman...

After leaving Feiyun Chamber of Commerce and walking to the street, I could clearly see people busy.

"Were the previous Hai Lantern Festivals so lively?"

Looking at the sudden doubling of the number of people on the street, Mo Feng smacked his tongue slightly.

Liyue Port is usually very busy, but now it seems to be overcrowded.

The grand festival is indeed extraordinary.

I heard that there is also a day-by-day festival in Liyue Port... or a moon-by-month festival, which is an unexposed festival.

"Although the Hai Lantern Festival was lively in the past, there were not as many people as now..."

Xingqiu pursed his lips, rolled his smart eyes, clapped his hands and said:

"Perhaps it is because of the death of Emperor Yan Wang... After all, the Liyue people in other countries will not have time to participate in the ceremony of inviting immortals and sending immortals. They may not want to miss this Sea of ​​Lantern Festival anymore. ."

"So, there are indeed a lot of new faces."

"To the teacher, they should all be new faces..."

"Hahaha, it's true. After all, I haven't been to Liyue Port for a long time."

Mo Feng sneered.

Except for those people with distinctive personalities and unique costumes, the faces of other passers-by in Liyue Port...who in the game would remember them carefully...

As for reality, isn't it normal for me to only care about the people and things around me...

It is quite difficult to really achieve the level of social butterfly that a traveler is.

"So, Xingqiu, do you have any plans during the Hai Lantern Festival? If you have nothing else to do, do you want to come and help me sell things?"

"Help sell things? Teacher, are you short of money now?" Xingqiu was stunned for a moment.

After all, he had seen Mo Feng running with Gan Yu, and according to the information Kong revealed to him, Gan Yu was a wealthy master...

"It's not that I'm short of money, I just want to find something to do during the Lantern Festival."

Mo Feng spread his hands and felt helpless, "I can't always let Gan Yu work overtime to make money... although she has no complaints about it and enjoys it..."

"That's it...if there is nothing wrong with Feiyun Chamber of Commerce in those two days, I will go and help!" Xingqiu clenched his fists, a flash of excitement flashed in his eyes, "At that time, can I take the teacher's books to sell?"

"Okay, okay. If you sell it, you can just keep the money." Mo Feng responded, turned around, and headed towards the other side of the street.

"No, no, how can I keep it all to myself? If I sell it, I will definitely have to divide it--"

"Then let's give it fifty-fifty. Isn't that what we planned before?"

Mo Feng interrupted Xingqiu's words, raised his hand to stop Xingqiu, and glanced ahead, "Strange... is it closed?"

Xingqiu stopped trying to defend himself and looked intently.

The door of Yan Fei's office in front of him was closed, and there was a sign saying it was temporarily closed.

"Is it closed? But I've only been here once..." He walked forward in surprise and patted the door.

But with just such a gentle tap, the door creaked——

was pushed away.

"This...?"

Xingqiu turned his face and tilted his head, his eyes full of confusion.

This door is actually unlocked...

"Let's go in and take a look."

Raising the book in his hand towards Xingqiu, Mo Feng opened the door and walked in.

For the reason of book illustration, it is a matter of duty to come to Tong Yao, which is very reasonable.

After entering the door, there are still the same decorations that you have seen before.

Only this time, Mo Feng met another person - Tianquan Ningguang.

Tong Yao sat upright opposite Ning Guang, with her hands on her legs, looking well-behaved.

Yan Fei sat at her desk and looked at the two of them with interest.

Ning Guang, on the other hand, held a pipe condensed with rock elements, crossed his legs, and looked down at Tong Yao.

The delicate state of the three of them was broken by the arrival of Mo Feng and Xing Qiu.

"It is illegal for you two to break into a house without permission."

The smile on Yan Fei's face did not change, and she breathed a sigh of relief secretly, "But, I will forgive you this time. Tell me, what are you two here for?"

"Miss Yanfei, don't worry. We are not here to find you."

Mo Feng took a step forward, ignoring Yan Fei's expression and waving his hand. (Yanfei:...)

Then, he turned his gaze to Ningguang and asked doubtfully: "Liyue Qixing, Tianquan Ningguang, rich man, why is Miss Ningguang here?"

The moment he saw Ningguang, Mo Feng seemed to understand something.

As expected of Seven Stars, the intelligence network operates very quickly.

It was only through luck that he realized that Tong Yao might be the melon eater. If not for Xingqiu, he might not have met this so-called melon eater for several months.

"Hmm? Mr. Mo Feng, why do you have to mince words?"

Ning Guang smiled slightly, put down his legs, dissipated the cigarette in his hand, stood up, and looked at Xing Qiu behind Mo Feng.

The meaning in the eyes is self-evident.

Can Xingqiu be trusted?

The light is not clear.

Although they knew Xingqiu's identity and his relationship with Mo Feng, what they were going to say next was related to the future life of a book painter.

"Then I'll speak frankly."

Mo Feng shrugged, turned to look at the well-behaved Tong Yao, and said bluntly: "Miss Tong Yao, is your pen name the Indescribable Melon Eater? I can safely say that I am not sent by the General Affairs Department to arrest you. of."

"Oh, it turns out Mr. Mo Feng is also aware of this. I just told her and she admitted it."

Ningguang answered Mo Feng's doubts first.

At the same time, she also knew Mo Feng's attitude towards Xingqiu.

"What are you talking about..." Xingqiu looked at the few people in confusion.

Why does he feel like he's completely in the dark...

Is it possible that this childhood sweetheart of mine has some ulterior identity behind her back?