Original God: Trick Wendy into blitzkrieg to winter

"Wow, is this the Liuli Pavilion? There must be a lot of delicious food inside!"

Paimon said happily as he looked at the restaurant in front of him.

"Don't forget our mission."

Yingmei nudged Paimon with her elbow and reminded him softly.

"Haha, it doesn't matter. After all, tasting delicious food is also part of the [banquet]. Come on, I'll take you to see the person who can bring you closer to the ancestral magic transformation."

[Young Master] said with a smile, and then walked towards the Glazed Pavilion.

"Um... Sir, when did you come out?"

The waiter looked at the [Young Master] in front of him and asked with a puzzled look.

"Come out? That's even more boring. I just got here!"

[Young Master] was also stunned by the waiter's question.

"What! But Master had clearly gone in more than ten minutes ago. I couldn't have been mistaken."

The waiter said with certainty.

"Haha, it looks like someone disguised themselves as me and sneaked in. How interesting."

[Young Master] quickly figured out what had happened.

"Hey, it doesn't seem right!"

The waiter looked at the [Young Master] carefully and said in surprise,

"The mask worn by the fake [Young Master] before was different from yours."

The waiter remembered that the previous "Young Master" wore a smiling full-face mask on his head, not the half-face mask that the "Young Master" in front of him was wearing.

"Mask? I remember we seemed to know someone wearing a mask!"

Yingmei said, touching her chin.

"You mean the one selling fake wine!"

Paimon exclaimed.

"Who is selling fake wine? A businessman?"

[Young Master] asked with a puzzled look on his face.

"No, he's a weirdo who always likes to have fun everywhere!"

Paimon recalled and said,

"But the food he cooks is really delicious, hehe."

"He loves to have fun... The person you are talking about is not called An Heng!"

[Young Master] said uncertainly, remembering the extremely powerful man he had met at the Northland Bank.

"Hey, do you know An Heng too?"

Paimon asked doubtfully, she had never heard Anheng say that he knew the executive of Winter Solstice.

"Haha... I guess we know each other."

[Young Master] recalled the figure who stole Mora in the middle of the night and shook his head.

"Forget it, forget about that fake [Young Master], just treat him as Zhidong's friend."

The [Young Master] shook his head at the waiter, then looked at Yingmei and Paimon and said,

"Let's go in and don't keep that person waiting."

After saying this, the Young Master took the two of them to find Zhongli who had been waiting for a long time.

"Wow, this guy is such a big eater! He ate up a whole table of food!"

Paimon pulled Yingmei and whispered,

"He even licked the plate clean!"

"From a common sense perspective, this table of food is not for me to eat."

Zhongli obviously heard Paimeng's whisper. His eyelids twitched and he explained to himself.

"Hey, but you're the only one here."

Paimon asked confused.

"A friend came here to eat a meal a dozen minutes ago, and these are what he ate."

Zhongli said meaningfully,

"From a common sense perspective, he really is a big eater..."

"You are not talking about the wine merchant named An Heng!"

[Young Master] asked uncertainly.

"Wine merchant? Haha, that's right."

Zhongli took a sip of tea and said lightly.

After hearing Zhongli's words, everyone was speechless.

Unexpectedly, that funny guy not only turned into the appearance of a "young master", but also ate up the entire table of food.

"Forget it, just ask the waiter to bring a new portion of the dish. Let's talk about business."

[Young Master] asked the waiter to take away the empty plates while speaking to everyone.

Later, after Zhongli's explanation, Yingmei also learned some things and agreed to prepare the ceremony of sending the immortal together.

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"This is the Golden House. The security is really tight."

An Heng Cat was talking to himself in the bushes not far from the gate of the Golden House.

But this is not surprising, after all, the ancestor's magic is now hidden in the golden house.

If we don't assign more people to protect it, it could be stolen by anyone.

"Judging from the time, Yingmei should be preparing the ceremony for sending the immortal away with Zhongli. I think she will find out about the tricks of the Fatui soon."

An Heng thought secretly in his heart.

Then, he flashed and slipped into the golden house while the Qianyan soldiers were stunned.

"It's worthy of being the production place of Mora. Judging from the number of Mora, it can probably buy the entire Qun Yu Pavilion!"

An Heng said in surprise as he looked at the piles of Mora around him.

Unfortunately, An Heng remembered that these Moras were traps in the plot, and an alarm would sound if someone touched them maliciously.

But I can’t take it, it’s nice to just enjoy it.

Then, An Heng found a hidden corner high up and placed a mask of joy there.

This mask is like a medium, and Anheng can transmit through these media at any time.

Similar to the pocket anchor in the game.

"It's done! Next we have to wait for the final battle tomorrow. I'll finally have a chance to test my own strength."

After An Heng finished speaking, he flashed out of the Golden House and flew towards Liyue Harbor.

That’s right, after being a comedian for so long, An Heng’s understanding of his own abilities is actually quite vague.

According to common sense, no one can save Heaven's will to save Anheng.

But you won’t know until you try.

So An Heng planned to have a real fight with him when the Young Master released Osel tomorrow.

After all, there aren't many opportunities to fight with all your strength.

If I miss it this time, I might have to go find that country girl from Inazuma.

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"Hmm? Isn't this Zhongli?!"

When An Heng returned to Liyue Harbor, he started to play badly.

We ate and walked along the way, and tried almost everything there was to eat in Liyue.

Finally, when I walked to Sanwan Buguogang, I saw three familiar figures.

"It seems that the preparations for the Immortal Sending Ceremony are almost done."

An Heng muttered softly.

"Eh? You who sells fake wine, why are you here?"

Paimeng saw An Heng walking towards him from a distance and asked curiously.

"Of course I'm going shopping. After all, I have Mora so I have to enjoy life!"

An Heng said as a matter of course, and then sat down at the table next to him.

"What, have you finished the preparations for the Immortal Ceremony?"

An Heng asked Yingmei.

"Yes, everything is ready, but how did you know?"

Yingmei said with a look of surprise.

"I'm not bragging, no one knows Teyvat better than me."

An Heng patted his chest with a proud look on his face and said,

"Don't mention you. Even if you asked your brother what color underwear he was wearing today, I would know."

Yingmei looked at An Heng who was not behaving properly and couldn't help but subconsciously pinch his waist.

"Don't talk nonsense here."

Yingmei said unhappily, and then suddenly wondered when she had become so close to this guy...

"Oh, you have a really strong hand. I was just giving an example."

An Heng rubbed the soft flesh on his waist and spoke innocently.

Zhongli glanced at Yingmei and Anheng meaningfully, coughed lightly and said,

"The storytelling begins."

Then, under the gaze of everyone, Tian Tiezui slowly began to tell the story of the Qun Yu Pavilion...