"However, the reason I'm buying three kinds of rainbow flowers this time isn't because of my life motto."
Seeing the looks in their eyes, Zhongli thought for a moment and then began to explain.
Why is that?
Upon hearing this, the group was taken aback.
“You are unaware of this,” Zhongli said calmly, taking another sip of tea.
"According to tradition, if different Rainbow Flowers are made into perfume and placed in front of the 'Seven God Statues', the Rock King will make his own choice."
“However…” Zhongli crossed his arms and sighed with some regret.
“These old-fashioned customs and some overly complicated traditions have gradually been simplified.”
"Then we..."
Paimon scratched his head, puzzled.
Before he could finish speaking, Zhongli interrupted him.
"But this is the only time in 3,700 years that a ceremony to send off the immortals has been performed by one of the Seven Gods. Let us follow tradition and offer these incense sticks one by one..."
"Oh, I understand."
Paimon nodded.
At this moment, a question suddenly arose in Jiang Mu's mind.
That is...
Now that Morax is dead, how could he possibly choose the perfume he wanted himself...?
However, Jiang Mu did not voice his doubts.
Others might not know, but didn't he? The "dead" Morax was now, in fact, standing right before them...
"So, now that we have the Rainbow Flower, how do we make the perfume?"
"It would be best to find a skilled incense maker, but among the people I know, almost no one knows how to make incense paste by hand..." At this moment, Zhongli also frowned.
"Yeah, you can tell just by listening to them, they're all rich!"
Paimon nodded firmly.
"Let's go then..."
Ying nodded to Zhongli, preparing to go to Liyue Harbor to ask.
"etc."
Never mind, let's leave it at that...
Jiang Mu sighed and called out to Ying.
"Jiang Mu, is there something you need?"
Ying turned around and asked curiously.
“I know a very famous handmade ointment maker.”
Jiang Mu looked distressed and hesitated before speaking.
"Really?" Upon hearing this, both Ying and Paimon perked up.
"yes……"
Jiang Mu nodded with a wry smile.
"Then let's go quickly."
Paimon was immediately excited when he saw it.
"etc……"
Ying called out to Paimon, looking at Jiang Mu with some concern.
"Jiang Mu, is there... anything inconvenient about this...?"
"Um……"
Jiang Mu nodded and said.
"This... uh, this handmade ointment maker has a... somewhat eccentric... style... quite unique, you might not be able to accept it..."
Upon hearing this, Zhong Li seemed to realize who Jiang Mu was referring to, and his expression immediately turned strange...
However, this only lasted for a second; the next moment, Zhongli's expression returned to normal...
"Ahem... In that case, I'll go wait for you at the Seven Gods Statue first. Come find me when you've finished making the three kinds of perfumes."
Zhongli hurriedly put down his teacup and walked out without looking back...
"No matter how eccentric her personality is, we will still ask her for help."
Ying looked at Jiang Mu and said firmly.
"Well... okay, don't say I didn't warn you..."
Jiang Mu sighed and said.
"Come on, I'll take you there."
………………
Chunxiang Kiln.
"This is it."
Jiang Mu looked at the shop in front of him and subconsciously swallowed.
I'm going to have a showdown with this Liyue racing king...
"Is this it? It doesn't look any different..."
Paimon scratched his head, puzzled.
"Let's go inside."
Seeing Jiang Mu's unwilling look, Ying sighed in exasperation, grabbed Jiang Mu's hand, and pulled him into the Chunxiang Kiln.
"Hey, hey, hey, don't pull me, I can walk by myself..."
Jiang Mu said, not knowing whether to laugh or cry.
………………
"Hey, you finally found me? I've been waiting for you guys for ages."
As soon as they entered, Ying'er, the girl standing at the door... cough cough, Miss Ying'er, smiled gently at them and said...
"Huh? How did you know we'd come?"
Paimon was a little surprised, tilted his little head, and asked.
"Hmm... I just heard that some people are asking around the streets where Miss Ying'er, who smells so good, is. Could it be... you're not here to make a move on me?"
As she spoke, Ying'er looked at Jiang Mu and smiled again.
"Young man, you brought a female companion with you when you came to see me. Aren't you afraid of getting into trouble?"
"Make a move? Why are we being treated like some kind of dangerous person?"
Paimon crossed his arms and complained sullenly.
Jiang Mu looked at Ying, who was completely shocked, and gave her a look that said, "See, I told you so."
"..."
Ying didn't speak, but the slight twitching of her face revealed that her heart was definitely not as calm as it appeared...
Right now, it seems only the naive Paimon can have a "normal" conversation with Ying'er...
"Falsehoods can spread like wildfire, and three men can make a tiger; it's best to be careful with your words and actions."
Ying'er chuckled and addressed the three of them.
"Don't worry, I know why you've come. You've come to have a perfume balm made, right? What kind do you need?"
Ying took out three kinds of Rainbow Flowers and said.
"We want to use these three types of rainbow flowers..."
"Huh?"
Ying'er let out a soft exclamation of surprise and laughed.
"You're making three portions at the same time? Are you going to send them to three different people at the same time?"
"..."
Jiang Mu was already starting to feel numb.
Miss Ying'er, still straying from the path to kindergarten, chuckled softly.
"I didn't expect this young man to have such a big appetite at such a young age. Hehe, could the rumors be true? Besides me, he's also going after other girls who smell nice?"
As she spoke, looking at Ying, Ying continued.
"It seems this lovely girl is the one who has already suffered such a terrible fate..."
"I...I'm not..."
Just as Ying was about to explain, Jiang Mu suddenly blurted out something.
"What's wrong with it?"
"Oh my! That's surprisingly frank." Ying'er continued teasingly, also taken aback by Jiang Mu's answer.
"However, with such good looks, the little guy certainly has the looks to attract women..."
As she spoke, Ying'er seemed to sigh with emotion, and murmured to herself.
"In short, pluck the flower while it blooms, for it will soon wither and the branch will be bare. And who can say you're wrong..."
At this moment, Ying couldn't help but roll her eyes at Jiang Mu. Although she already knew that the perfume was a tribute to the Rock King Emperor, Jiang Mu's answer just now made her feel inexplicably worried...
To be honest, ever since I met Jiang Mu, it seems like he's never lacked girls around him...
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