"The way...the people on the way?"
Hearing this word, little Paimon instinctively felt a little bad.
"Come with me, you will know when you go!"
The young master smiled and turned to leave without explaining anything.
"Let's go, let's follow!"
Yingmei quickly made a decision.
She doesn't care if she's a person of the Tao.
As long as it can really break the game.
Little Paimon nodded, but didn't say much.
Together with Ying and Keli - followed.
Soon, several people came to Liyue Pavilion.
"Fortunate to see you again, my shop is full of splendor.
The private room is ready, and Mr. Zhongli is waiting for some guests. "
Seeing the young master and the others coming, the waiter at the door said respectfully.
"I can't tell, do you still have face?"
Little Paimon laughed.
"Forget about my introduction, I am the executive officer of the fools, code-named son.
So there is still some face. "
The young master smiled slightly, and did not hide his identity anymore.
"Are you a fool?!"
Little Paimon's eyes widened.
Obviously, he didn't expect that the people who would save him would be these people.
Yingmei raised her vigilance even more.
Because of her relationship with Mond, she naturally knows about fools.
These people are definitely not as simple as they appear on the surface.
Maybe there is some unknown conspiracy in the attempt to save himself.
"I didn't take action against you, I even saved you!"
The young master spread his hands, feeling a little helpless.
"I've come here, let's go in and have a look.
After speaking, he walked in first.
After Yingmei hesitated for a moment, she also walked in.
"Let me introduce, this friend is the Taoist person I mentioned earlier, Mr. Zhongli, the guest of the Past Life Hall.
"As for these two, they are Traveler and Paimon."
After entering the private room, the young master briefly introduced each other's identities.
"Palace of Rebirth?"
Little Paimon looked at Zhongli with some doubts.
Sounds like a weird organization?
And this person, like Boss Cou, likes to drink tea very much.
"You two, it's a pleasure to meet you, I've heard your rumors.
As for the Hall of Death, it is an organization in charge of funerals, aiming to send people to a peaceful death.
Zhongli explained with a light smile.
When Xian Dianyi was invited, he hid in Yujing Terrace and had seen these two people before.
Just didn't expect to come here.
"Why do you think of it today, you suddenly invited me?"
Sitting next to Zhongli, the young master also asked curiously.
Usually, either he sent the bill back to Northland Bank.
Or invite him to dinner.
This is the first time for Zhongli to treat guests!
"Ahem!"
After Zhongli coughed twice, he handed the bill on the table to the young master.
"What's this?"
The son took it curiously and looked it over.
"The bill of Jieyou Bookstore, the fee for reading comics is 100,000 moras, and the interest is 100,000 moras?!"
Seeing the information on the bill, the young master's expression froze.
Good guy.
I thought you knew that I came out of the Qianyan Army, so you wanted to cleanse me up.
Unexpectedly, it was the bill...
Also, what the hell is this interest?
Do you still need interest for reading comics?
"Collect the boss's bill?"
Yingmei and Paimeng looked at each other, seeing the doubt in each other's eyes.
Comic shops have always paid to read books.
When can I bill?
The two didn't understand, but they didn't say anything.
Instead, he continued to eat melons in silence.
"Mr. Zhongli, it's not good to give this bill as soon as it comes up?"
The son gave a wry smile.
Money is not a problem, after all, it is only 200,000 moras.
It's nothing to him.
And he had paid a lot in the past.
But isn't the timing a bit wrong?
"In terms of general rationality, it's really not very good. Why don't we make a bet?"
Zhongli put down his teacup and said with a smile.
"Oh? Tell me?"
Hearing about the bet, the young master became interested.
"Let's do rock-paper-scissors, 10 innings.
As long as I lose a game, I will promise you a condition, if you want to bring them here, there must be some requirements?"
Zhongli said with a faint smile.
"rock-paper-scissors?"
Hearing this word, the corner of the son's mouth twitched.
He still knows the game,
It is a game played by children in Liyuefang.
...ask for flowers...
But Mr. Zhongli, you are elegant and well-educated.
From a man like you uttering the word,
Don't you feel weird?
The young master felt that at this moment, Zhongli's whole style of painting was distorted.
Although it is a bit outrageous, but after thinking about it, the young master thinks that this bet is feasible.
The game of rock, paper, scissors can almost be regarded as a game of luck.
It has nothing to do with strength.
Under such circumstances, it is good luck to win more than 5 games out of 10 games.
Let alone win it all.
The son felt that Zhongli must have exaggerated this time.
No matter how you look at it, it is impossible for him to lose.
Thinking of this, the young master said with a smile.
"Okay, I promise you the bet."
Then, looking at Yingmei and the others, they said confidently.
"You wait for a while, and when I win, I will let Mr. Zhongli take you to break the game."
Seeing that the young master agreed, Zhongli continued to smile.
"Since it is a bet, there is naturally a possibility of me winning.
If I win, all future similar bills will be paid by Northland Bank. "
"No problem, I promise!"
The young master waved his hand and didn't care at all.
Is he sure to win this kind of bet?
He couldn't even think of the possibility of losing.
Even he wondered if Mr. Zhongli wanted to take the opportunity to help him.
However, in the near future...
The young master regretted it all.
I regret taking such a bet...
"Come on, Mr. Zhongli, I'm ready!"
The young man got a little excited.
He was also very happy to win against Zhongli in this aspect.
"good!"
Zhongli smiled slightly and made a square.
It was the reward he got from the comic shop not long ago --- the box of guessing games.
"Mr. Zhongli, do you use this?"
The son was stunned for a moment.
He thought that the other party would do it himself!
"Well, is there a problem?"
"No...no, let's do this!"
The son shook his head.
But looking at the strange thing in Zhongli's hand, he somehow had a bad premonition in his heart.
It seems, may lose?
ps: Thank you [Dark Ice Flower] for your reward. .
