Chapter 11: Broken Snow in the Jade Pavilion

Bai Shu gathered his thoughts, first glanced at the long knife at Chen Tianfeng's waist, and then looked into his eyes: "Have you ever thought about hiding it? Granny Yuan may not be able to bear the sadness of the death of a loved one."

"I've thought about it, and I've thought about many different versions."

Chen Tianfeng's eyes were calm: "Yuan Mu met a noble man, went to a foreign country to do business, and determined to make a lot of money before returning to his hometown; Yuan Mu met a woman, fell in love at first sight, and planned to stay and fly with her; Yuan Mu sincerely searched for medicine, and was appreciated by the immortal. , practicing in the mountains..."

"But this is impossible. Yuan Mu is a simple child. Even if the immortal wanted to take him away, he could only knock him unconscious without informing his mother-in-law."

But the immortals in Liyue cannot do such a thing.

"What's more, I promised to give him a beautiful funeral." Chen Tianfeng unconsciously rubbed his fingers, and it seemed that he could still feel the cold and smooth feeling.

"There will always be accidents in life. Young man, you should be more open-minded." The white snake wrapped around Bai Shu's neck raised its head and spat out a message. The snake's face showed no expression: "If you get upset because of this, it will affect your health." ”

White Snake's voice is indistinguishable from gender, slightly childish, and quite pleasant to the ear.

Chen Tianfeng looked at the white snake in surprise, hearing its unfailing concern, and cupped his hands: "Thank you. But I'm not that fragile. Life, old age, illness and death, the world is impermanent, I understand."

"That's good, by the way, my name is Changsheng. Welcome to come to Bubulu often... Well, forget it, it's better not to come often." Changsheng put his chin on Baizhu's shoulder, looking lazy.

Chen Tianfeng smiled, and suddenly wanted to find a talking partner, such as Oz the crow from Mondfischer, the rice dumplings from Xiang Ling, the cook at Wanmin Hall, or the emergency food Paimon from the blond traveler... Oh, forget this last thing, the cost is too high, I guess I can’t afford it.

He retracted his thoughts and occasionally chatted with Baizhu and Changsheng.

Not long after, Agui appeared with a gourd filled with medicinal soup in one hand and a medicine box in the other, smelling of Chinese medicine.

Without further delay, Baizhu asked Agui to look at the medicine house, and then went to Willow Street with Chen Tianfeng who took the gourd and medicine box.

The two of them knocked on the door and found an excuse to coax Granny Yuan to drink the nourishing and strengthening decoction. Baizhu checked the old man again and drank some soothing medicine before signaling Chen Tianfeng to speak.

Chen Tianfeng looked at the old man's slightly pale face and gray hair, and his throat felt dry. For a moment, he forgot how to speak, and the mental notes he had thought about on the way turned into a mess.

"It must be about Yuan Mu."

Granny Yuan held Chen Tianfeng's hand tightly, her cloudy eyes filled with the expected pain and unbelievable sadness: "My Mu'er, is he...is he gone?"

Yuan Mu had been away from home for several days. The old man would think of the worst outcome every day, and sometimes he would wake up from his dreams at night.

Today I heard that someone was specifically inquiring about their family's affairs, and the old man already felt that something was wrong. In the afternoon, Chen Tianfeng, a stranger who inquired about the situation, came to the door with Mr. Bu Lubai. They drank medicine and underwent examinations. Granny Yuan knew that the thing she feared most had probably happened.

Chen Tianfeng's nose felt sour, and he looked away timidly, refusing to look at the old man. He only nodded: "Well, Yuan Mu met the treasure thieves... and had an accident..."

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Since leaving Granny Yuan's house, Chen Tianfeng has not said a word, and Baizhu and Changsheng have also been silent.

Until they returned to Bubulu, Chen Tianfeng handed over to Bai Shugong: "Thank you very much, Mr. Bai, for today. I wonder how much the consultation fees and medical expenses are in total?"

"No need." Bai Zhu shook his head and refused. Seeing that Chen Tianfeng was insisting on giving, he thought for a while and advised: "You still owe a lot of mola to Shengsheng Hall. Don't worry about it in special circumstances. Besides, today, today If I took the money, I would only feel sad, so let’s just let it go.”

"...Thank you, Mr. Bai."

Chen Tianfeng bowed and said goodbye to Baizhu and Changsheng, turned around and left along the long steps of Bu Bu Lu.

"Chang Sheng, you seem to have a good opinion of him?"

Bai Shu looked at Chen Tianfeng's back and suddenly spoke.

"Well, he has a very interesting aura about him. My intuition tells me that if I sign a symbiosis contract with him, there will be only one result." White Snake Changsheng is still lazy.

"Oh? What's the result?"

"I will die."

Changsheng spat out the letter and said, "He has a very strong smell of death."

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The people of Liyue Port all know that in the sky above Liyue Port, there is the Immortal Mansion on the Clouds and the Haze Palace.

That is the Tongtian property purchased by [Tianquan] Ningguang - Qunyu Pavilion.

When the sky is clear and the sky is clear, looking down from the deck outside the palace gate, you can have a panoramic view of most of Liyue Harbor.

If night falls and the lights of Liyue Port are lit, and you look down from the deck, the lights of Liyue Port and the reflection of stars on the sea are intertwined, and you will have a dreamy feeling that "doesn't seem to be in the world".

Ye Lan withdrew her gaze, tossed the dice, and after getting a satisfactory number, walked straight to Ningguang's office in the Jade Pavilion.

"Three days later than scheduled, what happened to you?"

Ning Guang's beautiful eyes glanced at Ye Lan who entered, and put down the brush.

She wore a cheongsam with a golden phoenix pattern on the neckline and a hem shaped like a bird's tail, making her look even more elegant. Her long white-blond hair was rolled up by black and gold hairpins, parted from her back and hanging down to her calves. The vermilion tassel hanging from his forehead echoes the color of his eyes.

"I met an interesting person."

Ye Lan pulled a chair over and sat opposite Ning Guang without any hesitation.

Although some people said that she was following [Tian Quan] Ning Guang's orders, Ye Lan believed from the bottom of her heart that she could not be considered anyone's subordinate. Her cooperation with Ning Guang was more like a transaction than a superior-subordinate relationship, or... a kind of contract.

She could get all the intelligence fruits from the dangerous flower for Ning Guang, but the reward she asked for was only the danger and sense of accomplishment itself. The reason for this cooperation was unknown. The only certainty was that Ye Lan's footprints had long been imprinted on the land outside Li Yue.

Wherever Tian Xing thought of, there were ghosts patrolling.

"Interesting people?"

Ning Guang was in a good mood, and there were not many people that Ye Lan could call "interesting".

"Chen Tianfeng, a guy with many secrets, has never appeared in Liyue before. According to him, he lived in Mondstadt for a period of time. But the experiences he said are all things that cannot be confirmed or falsified."

Ye Lan recalled the days when she traveled with Chen Tianfeng: "Of course, these are not important. The key is that he seems to have a better understanding of many things than ordinary people, but lacks some common sense... What do you think of?"

"An immortal who came down the mountain for the first time, or an immortal disciple." Ningguang thought thoughtfully.

"Yes, I thought so at first." Ye Lan nodded and said, "But then I felt it was not the case. However, no matter what, one thing is certain, he has a great secret."

"What are you going to do?"

"Let's get in touch with him for a while. If he has no ill will towards Liyue, we can't do anything."

"Well, Liyue is not so stingy that it cannot accept a 'secret guest'."

Ningguang nodded slightly, with a smile on her red lips: "You came at the right time today, do me a small favor."

"You say, I will decide whether to help or not depending on the situation."

Ye Lan got up and followed Ningguang. The two left the palace and came to the deck.

Miss Baiwen, one of the confidants of [Tianquan], stood aside, holding a large box full of scraps of paper in her hand.

"I've wanted to ask for a long time, what is your evil taste?"

Ye Lan raised her eyebrows and guessed what Ningguang was talking about.

Qun Yu Pavilion Broken Snow.

The merchants in Liyue Port called this incident this way, and even the storyteller specially composed a small poem for it.

[Floating and falling, it seems like snow dust falling on the clouds.

Dense and sparse, a word is as precious as a rare treasure.

In a thought, the mountains and rivers swallow up.

Everyone knows that the power of heaven is supreme. ]

But under this heroic and magnificent poem, it is actually the bad behavior of Ningguang, a woman, who shredded the discarded intelligence papers after sorting them out and threw them down from the Qun Yu Pavilion.

But those businessmen still flocked to them, trying their best to buy these discarded papers at high prices, trying to obtain some important information and profit from them.

But most of them returned empty-handed.

These people did not think about how Ningguang, a woman, could throw away the hard-earned information casually, and the occasional useful information was just a false hope thrown out by Ningguang.

Or maybe the businessmen all thought that they were lucky and could smoothly take advantage of the benefits, and what did the lives of others have to do with them?

"How can you say it's a bad taste?"

Ningguang didn't care and said with a smile: "I deal with the garbage, the restless adventurers get the tasks, the merchants get the desired goods, and even the sanitation workers who clean the streets of Liyue Port get a bonus from the Jade Pavilion every year. This is a good thing for everyone to win together."

"If I didn't know that you threw some of it away and hid some of it and sold it to other merchants at a high price, maybe I would believe it." Ye Lan sneered.

"Who would dislike Morado?"

Ningguang's beautiful red eyes reflected the night of Liyue Port. She picked up a few pieces of paper and threw them down: "I'll trouble you from now on, Miss Ye Lan."

Then it really seemed like snowing in the sky, and countless merchants raised their heads with burning eyes.