Chapter 158 The Drunkard Poet!

"Interesting? What did Brother Chen think of?"

Ye Lan glanced at Hong Lianfeng who was watching them vigilantly. There was no extra emotion in her eyes, let alone any inexplicable sympathy. She turned her eyes and looked at Chen Tianfeng, her eyebrows slightly raised - there was no sympathy in his eyes either.

"Interesting, of course, means thinking of something interesting."

Chen Tianfeng smiled, unsheathed his long sword, took a step forward, and then thought of something, turned his head and looked at Ye Lan: "Since he has lost his memory, he is useless, right?"

"It was useless in the first place."

Ye Lan's tone was calm. The ground vein illusion had disappeared, and the information that should be obtained had been obtained. Hong Lianfeng, the former source of disorder, was naturally useless.

As for what benefits he gained from this incident, what qualifications he had, and what would happen if he was trained... these were not important.

There are many talented people in Liyue, so there is no reason to give Hong Lianfeng any chance.

"That's good."

Chen Tianfeng turned his head, slashed with a knife, and sheathed the knife. I have no interest in listening to or watching the last words and death of the bandit leader who deserved to die: "Let's go."

Ye Lan followed him and left the mine tunnel along the original route, leaving marks along the way, intending to let the others who stayed in Mingyun Town search again to ensure that nothing was missed.

The two left the mine tunnel and walked back into the sunlight.

"Brother Chen's actions are somewhat beyond my expectations."

Ye Lan took a breath of fresh air, turned his head and looked at Chen Tianfeng and smiled: "I thought you would give him a chance."

"Opportunity is such a precious thing, if it is given casually, it will be worthless."

Chen Tianfeng shook his head, met Ye Lan's eyes, raised his eyebrows and smiled: "You always say that I misunderstood you deeply, and the image in my mind is very different from you, but now it seems that you have a big misunderstanding of me. Why do you think I will give him a chance?"

"Maybe he has lost his memory?"

"Amnesia is not a gold medal for immunity from death, let alone a fresh start."

If amnesia can wash away past sins, those who were killed before the amnesiac loses his memory are too pitiful.

"Maybe he was originally innocent, but because of one reason or another, he became what he is now, and he was also helpless?"

"He was originally innocent, that's just what he was originally, what does it have to do with him now? As for being helpless, huh, how many people in the world can completely get rid of the four words 'being helpless'?"

Wrong is wrong, just admit it frankly. If someone holds a knife and says he wants to settle sins, you can choose to resist, chop the person you want to settle with a knife, and sneer to say that you are nothing, and you are not worthy of judging me. If you fail to resist and get chopped with a knife, there is no complaint.

You can also express repentance, sincerely and do your best to make up for it, and people will look up to you.

But on the one hand, you think that the thing is indeed wrong, and on the other hand, you think that it is not your fault, you have your own difficulties, or you are deceived, or even lose your memory and you can start over... What is the difference between this and being a whore and building a memorial archway?

"That means his body has been transformed by the earth veins. If he is nurtured, he may be useful in the future?"

Ye Lan's smile became even bigger. She looked at Chen Tianfeng's profile. The sunlight was shining, making his hair shine. It looked golden and fluffy.

"There are many useful people. We don't need him."

Amnesia, pure and kind, maybe useful... Ha, you have also been betrayed three times?

Chen Tianfeng had a mocking smile on his face, and immediately threw these unimportant things out of his mind, looking at Ye Lan: "Have you thought about what to do next?"

"Well, I'll have to trouble Brother Chen to accompany me. I want to go to the factory where the Fatui make the Hundred Unrestricted Talismans. Liyue is not peaceful now. I don't know if it's an illusion, but I always have a feeling that a storm is coming."

"No trouble, no trouble. As long as you pay enough, I'm always available."

"Brother Chen, you are really joking. You are my husband. Is there any difference between your money and my money?"

"... You don't want to get it for free, do you?"

"No, I'll pay for it."

...

Under the early summer sun, two clouds of dust suddenly rose, and they went straight out of Mingyun Town and ran towards Guiliyuan.

The young immortal of Wangshu Inn finally worked overtime to complete the task ahead of schedule. He no longer hesitated, packed up a little, and was about to rush to Shimen, but suddenly stopped.

At this time... the human named Yanxiao below will deliver almond tofu... or, go a quarter of an hour later?

Xiao pursed his lips and fell into a difficult struggle.

Meanwhile, in Liyue Harbor.

After Zhongli reached a deal with the shop owner and successfully added a new bill to the Hall of Rebirth, he put his hands behind his back, with a gentle smile on his lips, and strolled in the streets of Liyue.

Along the way, many people recognized his identity. Some greeted him with a smile, and some changed their faces slightly, considering the business of the Hall of Rebirth, just pretended not to see him, or avoided him in advance.

Zhongli didn't care, and took in all the world.

He is the God of Rock, a towering rock that has stood in Liyue for thousands of years. Rejecting fear or loving awe, for him, it can't make his mood waver.

Ding! Ding!

The sound of hammers knocking sounded rhythmically, and Zhongli came back to his senses, and then he found that he had unknowingly arrived in front of the port market.

The door of the Adventurer's Association was open, and many adventurers came and went, submitting commissions to receive rewards, or staring at the notice board to find commissions that suited them. Yanou from Zhidong always had a smile on his face, standing behind the counter, providing guidance to some adventurers.

Will Yanou feel tired? Will she suddenly think of retiring one day?

Zhongli shook his head and smiled, turning his gaze to another shop not far away, which was one of the ten wonders of Liyue Port that he told Chen Tianfeng about.

Hanfeng Ironware...

Zhongli retracted his gaze, his golden eyes flowing, and I don't know what he was thinking.

I didn't expect that the drunkard poet was so courageous, and almost half of the chips in his hand were placed on Chen Tianfeng.

Liyue must also make changes.

Zhongli pondered, his face suddenly froze, his steps stopped, and he looked silently in the direction of Guiliyuan.

Why was Chen Tianfeng in Guiliyuan?

What was he doing in Guiliyuan?

Why did he come so quickly? Where is the traveler?

The calm heart of the ancient rock was surging, and suddenly there was a sense of being out of control.

Good news: After nearly a month, he finally found Chen Tianfeng's location again, although it was not very accurate, he could only determine the approximate range.

Bad news: This guy came to a place so close to Liyue Harbor without knowing it, and inexplicably went to Guiliyuan.

That drunkard poet!

Zhongli took a deep breath, and his eyes twitched slightly.

After making Chen Tianfeng more dangerous, he actually let him come to Liyue!

He was sure that the drunkard poet, the bastard wind god, must have only thought that it was fun to overturn the table, so he overturned the table directly, without caring about what would happen in the future!