Phi-Fic Chapter 133 Meeting Gift
Chapter 133 Meeting Gift
"Happy now?" Xuan Yue looked at the pile of antiques beside her, and then at the old man who was clearly in a good mood and even had a faint smile on his lips. She was speechless.
"Hmm, not bad." Zhongli looked at these old things he had photographed and found them more and more pleasing to the eye. He was already planning how to arrange them in his mind.
In particular, these things didn't even cost his Mora, so he saved a lot of money...
Xuan Yue: "Sigh, whatever. Where's what I wanted?"
Zhongli: "Don't worry, the items are undergoing final inspection. After all, this high-quality silk is the envy of many. To avoid the risk of the items being switched or deliberately damaged, knitted items are always more difficult to inspect."
"Okay, I understand. But Zhongli, aren't you really going to tidy up your cave? You already have one of these ancient kiln vases, don't you?"
"...Good things come in pairs, so they can be placed on both sides."
"What about this set of purple and gold teacups? You've almost collected all of your white porcelain, blue and white porcelain, and black porcelain sets, haven't you?"
"No, that's not quite right." Seeing Zhong Li speak, Xuan Yue thought he was about to give a historical lecture, but he only anticipated half of it...
"The types of tea bowls are divided into black glaze, hare's fur glaze, partridge spot glaze, and iridescent glaze. I have only collected a portion of them so far, and there are still many I haven't encountered yet. I am still far from completing this series."
"Is that the main point? Then what about this cauldron..."
"Hmm...it'll be perfect to place it at the entrance of the 'Hall of Rebirth.' Perhaps it can be put to its fullest potential for use during the next funeral."
Alright, he shouldn't have asked that extra question, and he shouldn't have worried about that cave. But, does that little girl, Hu Tao, need to burn incense and pray to avoid being possessed by evil spirits?
He was quite taken aback when he first met her; she immediately started promoting her all-inclusive funeral services to everyone she met. She made no attempt to hide it whatsoever…
"Whatever makes you happy..." Anyway, I haven't been able to persuade this stone in all these years, so what else can I do? Let's just leave it at that.
"By the way, about our 'contract'..."
"Alright, alright, I understand now. Even Aqing, with her aloof nature, couldn't help but want to fight you. Now—I want to too..." Xuan Yue's words were tinged with gritted teeth.
He said that Zhongli suddenly asked him for help yesterday, saying that the nearby border was unstable. He thought it was the boundary between life and death at the "Hall of Rebirth." But—
This is the second time they've used the same trick...
"Zhongli—, you scoundrel—" Xuan Yue was truly on the verge of tears...
A series of knocks sounded on the door, indicating that their last item for auction had arrived.
"Come in." Xuan Yue's words had barely faded when the door opened, and a maid carefully carried a tray. The silk on the tray was as black as ink, yet shimmered with tiny points of light like stars in the night sky. It was delicate, smooth, and lustrous, every inch exuding luxury and elegance. While its value might not rival Zhongli's prized antiques, its presence at an auction house spoke volumes about the uniqueness of its material and the exquisite craftsmanship it employed.
After the maid put down the items, she left. Xuan Yue examined the silk, and could feel its softness and excellent texture just by touching it.
"Good eye. Although it's not as good as kesi (silk tapestry), it's still top-notch," Zhongli replied affirmatively.
Xuan Yue: "Well, since you put it that way, it seems that spending 120 million Mora was quite worthwhile. It just so happens that Liu Yun's craftsmanship is quite good; this piece of fabric is warm in winter and cool in summer, so it can be made into clothes. Shen He and Xiao Gan Yu will each have one as a gift."
“Shen He… it seems you’ve met before.” Zhong Li wasn’t surprised, after all, Shen He was the common disciple of all the immortals, and they would meet sooner or later.
"We ran into them just before the auction. They went to the outskirts of Lisha to look for the 'Mingxia Floating Stone.' Judging by the time, they should be back by now." Xuan Yue looked at the position of the sun. It had been about four hours since they set off.
The sun is almost setting.
Zhongli: "Ningguang is building the 'Qunyu Pavilion,' and the notices she posted indicate its location. If they return, they'll probably be in the Tianheng Mountain area."
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"Achoo! Achoo! Uh... Who's talking about me?" Paimon rubbed his nose, looking tired.
Kong: "Maybe it's because of too much cold wind? The sun is about to set, and the temperature will drop a lot at night. Hang in there a little longer, look, Shen He is waiting for us up ahead."
Paimon looked up and immediately spotted Shen He. Well, in the vast sea of people, it would be strange if Shen He's large floating stone next to him didn't stand out.
"You are here."
Upon their arrival, Shen He voluntarily made way for them, demonstrating to the secretary beside her that these two were the true owners of the Floating Life Stone.
Paimon greeted the two warmly: "Shen He—and also, Ningguang's little follower—"
"So it's you guys. No wonder you were able to find such a rare Floating Life Stone. But I need to correct you again, I'm not a follower, I'm a secretary." Baiwen tried to correct Paimon's perception of her, but looking at Paimon's adorable smiling face, she still couldn't get angry at all.
"Hehe... Secretary, we all found this stone together. How about that, pretty impressive, right?" Paimon's eyes lit up, his chest puffed out, revealing a very smug little expression.
"To be honest, this is the best piece of floating stone we have received so far. If all goes well, we will use it as the foundation for the Jade Pavilion and move the construction work to the next stage."
To be honest, Baiwen completely believed in the hero who had saved Liyue from its dire straits and the woman whose demeanor resembled that of an immortal. Seeing their weary faces, she kindly told them to stay at a nearby inn.
"Wow, looks like things are pretty busy here. The sun's about to set, I'd better find a hotel to rest." Paimon said, glancing at Shen He for her opinion.
Shen He: "Don't worry about me. Even if a person from the mountains and forests retreats to seclusion, he can rest on the ground."
"That won't do. The ground is too hard; it looks uncomfortable. To rest, you need to lie on a soft bed to sleep soundly."
Hearing Paimon say that, Shen He couldn't help but feel curious: "...Soft and fluffy?"
"Let's find a hotel nearby. It's already dark, and we haven't had dinner yet." Reminded by Kong, Paimon's stomach rumbled appropriately: grumble, grumble...
"Uh, talking about it makes me hungry... Let's go quickly. I want lamb skewers! And sweet Sichuan peppercorn chicken!..."
"Okay, okay, I'll take you to buy it then."
Kong smiled and ruffled Paimon's hair, looking utterly helpless. Paimon swatted his hand away and pretended to reach for it back, and the two of them played around like that...
Shen He watched this scene unfold, and seeing them laughing and joking so naturally made her feel somewhat out of place.
What is this feeling? Sadness, grief? It doesn't seem to be either; the book doesn't describe it...
She didn't know...