Chapter 12: First Meeting with Zhongli

Chen Tianfeng found an affordable inn to stay at, thinking about how to make money.

The key to making big money and quick money is not to break the law.

The first two conditions are easy to meet, as long as you take some risks, but it is not easy to meet the latter at the same time. After all, as the old saying goes, the ways to make money quickly are written in the "Constitution" and "Criminal Law"...

Although this is Liyue in the world of Teyvat, some of the laws are similar.

Chen Tianfeng rubbed his temples, feeling a little bored.

There are many serious ways to make money that he can think of, but these methods either have too little initial income, or he has insufficient capital, or they are not suitable for him.

The legacy left by the Silver Wing brothers is still too little...

Chen Tianfeng murmured and put away the mola that he had counted no less than three times.

Ten thousand three hundred and seventeen molahs.

This is all his current net worth. With this little money, it would be difficult to live in Liyue Port for two months without deliberately saving.

Although Liyue Port is large, it is not easy to live there.

Chen Tianfeng sighed, held the knife in his hand, pushed open the door, and came to the top rooftop of the inn. Trying to let the slightly cold wind at night blow away the messy thoughts so that you can find a suitable way to make money.

You can't really fight the Flower of the Earth Line. The uncertainty of that thing is too strong. It's hard to say whether the Earth Line Phantom that appears is three Abyss Mages and four Qiu Qiu Rock Helm King. It's too risky.

He thought, casting his gaze towards the stars.

The weather is very good tonight, the full moon is high, the stars are bright, there is not even a cloud, it is so clean that it is suffocating.

A huge black shadow suddenly appeared in the night sky. Chen Tianfeng squinted his eyes slightly and recognized the huge thing.

——Qunyu Pavilion.

Sure enough, it is more beautiful and spectacular than in the game. There are several bright yellow lights at the bottom of the funnel. Even if you only get a glimpse of the towers and pavilions above, you can't help but sigh that the Qunyu Pavilion is worthy of the name of the Immortal Mansion on the Clouds and the Palace of Misty Clouds. .

But what is Qun Yu Pavilion going to do?

Chen Tianfeng was confused, and when he looked as hard as he could, he saw fragments of white paper flying down like snow.

Qunyu Pavilion broken snow!

Chen Tianfeng instantly realized that this was an opportunity, returned to the room, took the important things with him, and without further delay, rushed out of the inn with a knife and rushed towards the spot where the "broken snow" fell.

These scraps of paper thrown by Ning Guang are considered rare treasures in the eyes of some businessmen. If they grab some with clear handwriting, quick money will come!

As for why it is said to be "snatched" rather than "picked up"...

Chen Tianfeng glanced at the adventurers who had the same purpose as him, and each of them cautiously distanced themselves.

The "snowflakes" fell near Liyue Port, and some pieces of paper even drifted into the port. Therefore, Chen Tianfeng's competitors were not monsters, but humans who also longed for these pieces of paper.

Chen Tianfeng raised his head and glanced up, quickly focused on the largest piece of "broken snow", his eyes flickered slightly, and he stopped running along the street. The changes brought about by time travel have made his body stronger and stronger. Obstacles that were insurmountable in the past can now be easily overcome.

Climbing over the wall of an unknown house again, Chen Tianfeng glanced around and saw a piece of paper hanging on a branch. It was about the size of a palm and had neat ink characters. There was also a faint hint of red. It was probably from Qunyu Pavilion. seal.

The three people stood face to face under the tree, glaring at each other angrily, yelling and threatening, exchanging kind words, or watching the show happily, but they refused to leave.

Chen Tianfeng took a deep breath, pressed the knife, and jumped off the courtyard wall.

The three people confronting each other heard the noise and looked warily.

"Three of you, I am really short of money. I need this 'broken snow' for emergency. I would like to ask you three to help me. I am very grateful!" Chen Tianfeng cupped his hands and said sincerely: "If you are willing, I still have three thousand in my hand. Maura, give it to the three of you as a meeting gift."

"Ha, who is not shy about his money?" The burly man with a beard among the three people sneered: "I just can't do this, so what can you do? Three thousand mola, are you sending beggars away?"

"Young man, it's already so dark, so you'd better go home early. Don't read two books about knights and knights, and then run out to wander the world. Liyue Port is no longer like that." The middle-aged man shook his head and smiled. He smiled, as if admonishing and remembering.

Who hasn’t been young yet?

A man in a green shirt and a thin horse, drunk and singing wildly, traveling to the end of the world with a sword.

This is almost every boy's dream.

The other person did not speak immediately. He first looked at the long knife on Chen Tianfeng's waist, then looked at Chen Tianfeng's eyes, and suddenly said: "Three hundred mola, I'm leaving right now."

He didn't come out tonight just to pick up "shards of snow", not to mention the look in this guy's eyes, he might really dare to draw a knife in Liyue Port... A pure-bred reckless man, it's better to stay away.

Qian San muttered in his heart, distanced himself from the middle-aged man with a beard, and stretched out his hand to signal Chen Tianfeng to give him money.

"Thank you!"

Chen Tianfeng cupped his hand again, took out three hundred moras and threw it to Qian San. Qian San took Maura without stopping, glanced in a certain direction, and quickly climbed over the wall and left.

"What do you two mean?"

Chen Tianfeng adjusted his breathing and looked calmly: "Please do it for your convenience."

"It's so convenient! You have the ability..."

"bass!"

The long sword was unsheathed, and the blade reflected the moonlight, making it look even colder.

"This is Liyue Port! Do you really dare to use the knife?!"

The bearded man looked fierce but was weak inside. The middle-aged man turned pale. He felt that the guy in front of him was not a young man who had read two chivalrous stories and then came out to "adventure". He was more like a young man who had read many stories and was obsessed with it.

"I have no choice. Sorry, both of you!"

Chen Tianfeng's eyes condensed, and he exerted force on his feet. He turned the long knife in his hand and chopped at the bearded man "with all his strength". The bearded man was shocked. Looking at the blade flashing with cold light, he felt his legs soften and sat on the ground. He "just happened" to avoid the long knife.

"Stop! Damn it! Stop for a minute! I don't want it!!!"

The bearded man looked at the stopped long knife, and his crotch was almost hot. He swallowed hard, and his voice was trembling with fear: "How dare you use the knife..."

"I really need this money for emergency. I have no choice." Chen Tianfeng put away the knife, and his tone was still sincere.

"Damn it, you have no choice, but I do! Why would I risk my life with you!"

The bearded man regained his courage and cursed, and stood up after several seconds, looking at the middle-aged man: "I won't fight for this piece. If you plan to fight, don't expect me to go to Qianyan Army to report the case."

"I'm not fighting for anything." The middle-aged man looked wooden: "I also have a choice!"

"Thank you, both of you!"

Chen Tianfeng breathed a sigh of relief, and just like when he sent Qian San away, he took out 600 Moras to give to the two people, and said some nice words for free, and watched them leave in a good voice.

Then Chen Tianfeng didn't delay any more, picked up the "broken snow" hanging on the branch, and carefully put it in his arms.

He was about to leave when a voice suddenly came from behind him.

"My friend, meeting is fate, do you want to stay for a cup of tea?"

Chen Tianfeng's body froze.

He didn't even notice the existence of other people here!

He pressed the knife, turned slowly, and looked in the direction of the voice. A familiar figure stood there with a gentle smile on his lips.

The man was wearing a luxurious dress, with an outstanding temperament and a faint emperor-like appearance. His golden eyes looked more stable under the moonlight, which gave people an inexplicable feeling of "reliability" and "peace of mind".

Chen Tianfeng's heart skipped a beat and he recognized the man's identity.

——Mr. Zhongli, a guest official of the Wangsheng Hall!

The Rock God of Liyue, the Rock King Emperor!

Why is he here?