Original God: Trick Wendy into blitzkrieg to winter

After An Heng flew back to Liyue Harbor, he ran directly to the entrance of the Hall of Rebirth. He ignored the gatekeeper's strange look and slammed the door.

"Kumuro! Is Kurumuro here?"

An Heng felt that he had to hide the things quickly. After all, Yingmei could use the teleportation anchor and would probably catch up with him in a while.

"From a common sense perspective, it's not polite to knock on the door like this."

The door slowly opened, and Zhongli's voice rang out from inside.

"Master Hu went out early in the morning and is not in the hall now."

Zhongli didn't expect that An Heng would appear here.

After all, the Hall of Rebirth is not a good place to have fun... maybe.

"What? You're not here! It's okay, it's okay. Just having you here is enough!"

An Heng stretched out his hand and a gorgeous treasure chest appeared in his hand.

Then, under Zhongli's confused gaze, he stuffed the treasure chest into his arms.

"Hurry, hurry, old... Zhongli, help me put this box away. It contains all my wealth!"

An Heng forced out a few tears and spoke to Zhongli pretending to be aggrieved.

Zhongli was also stunned when he heard this. What the hell is this guy doing? Is there something wrong with this box of stuff?

An Heng looked at Zhong Li's alert expression, shook his head helplessly, and explained to Zhong Li,

"Don't ask for details. Just remember, no matter who asks you for these things, don't give them to anyone except me!"

An Heng didn't care much about these things at first. After all, they were just food desires, and for a person who loved having fun, having them or not was no big deal.

But he was wrong, very wrong. He didn't expect that the more he ate this thing, the more addictive it became. At one point, An Heng even wondered if there was something dirty added to it.

In response, An Heng said that this is indeed a world where food is supreme, and the things produced in it are simply intoxicating...

Zhongli looked at An Heng's serious expression and didn't pay much attention. He just nodded and put the treasure chest away.

"I didn't expect you would care about a treasure chest. It seems that the things inside are not ordinary."

Zhongli glanced at An Heng who was relieved in front of him, and stroked his chin as he thought.

"What do you want to do? I'm telling you, don't try to steal my things, or you'll end up in trouble!"

An Heng waved his fist and threatened Zhongli.

Seeing this, Zhongli shook his head speechlessly and didn't pay much attention to An Heng's words.

"An Heng! You bad guy actually hid here!"

Suddenly, a delicate cry came from behind An Heng, and then he felt the soft flesh on his waist being rotated 180 degrees.

"Humph, you dare to tease me, hand over the things quickly!"

Yingmei put her hands on her hips and said to An Heng with a dissatisfied look on her face.

"Yes, yes, yes, you who are selling fake wine, hand over the stuff quickly! Otherwise, I will be rude!"

Paimon beside him also put his hands on his hips and spoke in a bully-like manner.

As early as when they arrived, Yingmei reached a consensus with Paimon at the cost of a bag of snacks.

Decided to face the outside world together with her, which is also the reason why Paimeng dared to challenge An Heng.

"Is that so? Emergency food, don't you dare say that again!"

An Heng stared into Paimon's eyes and threatened him in a pretend angry tone.

"I... I mean Ying. If you do this again, Ying will not be polite!"

Paimeng was also frightened when he saw this, and quickly hid behind Yingmei, and changed his words embarrassedly.

Seeing how intimate the two were, Zhongli understood something and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but slightly rise. Then he slowly moved away and watched the show quietly from the side.

"Hey, Ying, I wanted to give you something, but unfortunately, my treasure chest was snatched away by your brother."

An Heng pretended to be helpless and waved his hands, then felt at ease passing the blame to a certain Dragon King.

"Tsk, you must be kidding me. How could a weakling like my brother possibly beat you?"

Yingmei shook her head in disbelief.

"I see you just can't bear to part with those snacks. Am I not as important as a few packs of snacks in your eyes?"

An Heng was speechless after hearing this. Is his brother-in-law so lowly?

"But I really don't have what you want. If you don't believe me, search me!"

An Heng said to Yingmei with a stern face, then he opened his hands and raised his eyebrows at Yingmei.

Seeing this, Yingmei understood something. It turned out that he had hidden the things in advance. No wonder he was so confident.

Bang!

Just when An Heng was looking very proud, the sound of a heavy object falling was heard beside him.

An Heng subconsciously looked to the side and saw a gorgeous treasure chest appear at Zhongli's feet.

"Ahem, from a common sense perspective, this is an accident. Please continue."

Zhongli coughed lightly, pretended nothing had happened, picked up the treasure chest, and put it into his personal space.

An Heng's eyelids twitched when he saw this. What the hell was this an accident? How dare you, Lao Deng, cheat me!

An Heng frowned and cursed Lao Deng countless times in his heart.

"An Heng~"

Yingmei's malicious voice rang in An Heng's ears, scaring him so much that his body trembled.

"Mr. Zhongli, was that treasure chest An Heng's?"

Yingmei turned her head and asked Zhongli with a smile on her face.

"It is indeed what Mr. An Heng asked me to keep. He also said that I cannot give it to anyone except him."

Zhongli nodded, and then did not forget to continue to trick An Heng.

Now he finally understood why An Heng liked to have fun. It seemed that playing tricks on others was not a bad feeling...

"Haha, it's over! Damn Lao Deng, just wait for me! ! "

An Heng secretly cried out in his heart, and then he felt countless pink fists hitting his chest.

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Hall of the Dead, reception room.

Yingmei leaned back in her chair, eating snacks and drinking beverages with a happy look on her face.

"Bad guy, do you know you are wrong?"

She looked at An Heng who was kneeling in front of her and asked with a smug look on her face.

(Kong Ge: Why does this embarrassed look look so familiar...)

"Hey, Ying, I know I was wrong. Why don't you just give those snacks away..."

An Heng rubbed his hands and spoke to Yingmei, but unfortunately he was interrupted by Yingmei halfway through.

"Don't even think about it. I can only give you one pack a week at most."

Yingmei stretched out her little hand and made a sign to An Heng.

"All right……"

An Heng smiled bitterly and shook his head, feeling really embarrassed.

"This sweet snack really tastes good. No wonder even a fun-loving person like him is so obsessed with it."

Zhongli drank his tea and said slowly,

"Maybe you'll need some help with these little snacks when you're at Inazuma."

Yingmei was also confused by Zhongli's words and asked doubtfully,

"Mr. Zhongli, why is this?"

Zhongli just shook his head when he heard this, without further explanation.

"Mondstadt's Windblume Festival is about to begin. According to common sense, we should set off now."

Zhongli said to Yingmei,

"I have also made an appointment with some friends. They will be waiting for us at Wangshu Inn. Let's go and meet them."