Zhongli was eating the food in front of him, seemingly unaware of the strange atmosphere in the room.

He has lived for six thousand years. What kind of scenes has he not seen? This scene before him is nothing.

Looking back to the past, when he was traveling around the mortal world, he had come across something quite explosive.

A woman and her lover - her best friend's husband, walked out of the hotel with rosy faces, and ran into her best friend and her husband who were also walking out of the hotel!

The four of them met in such an awkward manner!

At the time, the four of them all knew what had happened, but they all pretended to be ignorant and greeted each other politely.

It really stunned the young Xiao Shitou at that time, but now, Xiao Shitou has become old Shitou!

Kurumi and Paimon ate the food in their bowls absentmindedly, and occasionally glanced at Ying and Kong who were sitting together.

Sora lowered his head and continued eating in silence.

However, Yan ignored the looks from the two and continued to eat his meal with an expressionless face.

Does he care about what others think when he does things?

Besides, the two of them didn't do anything, right? It's just that some people are overthinking it.

Yes, I am talking about you╭?( ̄ ▽ ̄)╭?

And so, lunch was spent in this very subtle atmosphere.

After finishing his meal, Sora went straight to bed.

After being busy all morning, he just wanted to have a good nap and had no energy to think about anything else.

Hu Tao didn't think much about it. After dinner, she went out again. She looked so anxious, as if she had something important to do.

Only Paimon was still staring at Yan with a playful look.

Yan ignored this and simply treated Paimeng as someone who had nothing to do.

He took out the teapot and tea leaves and started to make tea.

After brewing it, seeing that Paimon was still staring at him, he simply poured a cup of tea and handed it to him.

Looking at Paimeng, he said with some amusement, "Why, you look like you want to have a taste too?"

Paimon immediately thought of the cup of tea she had drunk before, the bitter taste of which she still remembers.

She quickly waved her hands and said, "No, no, you guys drink, I'm sleepy and I'm going to bed. Yes, I'm going to bed."

With that, Paimon ran away quickly.

Seeing this, Heng smiled, handed the tea to Zhongli, and then poured himself a cup.

Zhongli took the teacup and sniffed the tea, feeling the freshness and elegance. Then, he took a sip and let the tea slowly spread on his tongue.

At first, he felt a slight bitterness, like a spring flowing through his heart, bringing a refreshing feeling. But soon, the bitterness was replaced by a sweetness, like flowers blooming in spring, exuding a charming fragrance. This sweetness is not strong, but it makes people linger, as if it is the unique charm given to tea by nature.

There is no doubt that this is a pot of excellent tea, and it is a good tea produced in Liyue Qiaoying Manor!

Zhongli couldn't help but wonder, why was Paimon so afraid of tea?

"Maybe it's because he doesn't like drinking tea?" Zhongli thought.

After all, there are so many people in the world, and everyone has different interests and hobbies. Maybe Paimon just doesn’t like drinking tea?

After waking up, Kong saw them drinking tea and joined them. So the Mond Nursing Home was officially established. It was really cause for celebration.

It’s just that the requirements for nursing homes are a bit high, the minimum age threshold is… 500 years old…

As for Paimon, he woke up halfway and saw that they were still drinking tea, so he went back to sleep.

Should she still be able to sleep at night? Hmm... maybe.

"Is Wendy still asleep?"

Yan suddenly spoke.

He has slept for quite a long time indeed. He is the God of Wind and he would rather die than pretend like this.

"Never mind. Wait for me for a moment. I'll go make a cup of 'refreshing tea'. It will be ready soon."

Zhongli stood up and walked to the next room.

Kong looked at Zhongli's departing back with some confusion. Aren't they drinking tea now?

In his heart, Ying silently mourned for Wendy for a second, and then showed an expression of watching a good show.

Immediately afterwards, I heard screams like a pig being slaughtered coming from next door.

Kong's expression froze. Was it this "refreshing tea"?

After a while, Wendy came in with dark circles under his eyes, and Zhongli followed not far behind him.

Wendy smiled as she greeted Yun and Kong and said, "Oh, you're all here. You're actually in the mood to drink tea."

However, as he spoke, the pulling of his muscles caused the wound on his face, causing him to wince and gasp in pain.

Feeling the pain on her face, Wendy glanced at Zhongli behind her with resentment.

What that means is: You are too cruel, aren't you?

Moreover, Zhongli had done some tampering with it, which resulted in him being unable to use his divine power to quickly heal the injuries on his face.

Zhongli returned the favor without giving in.

What it means is: If I really didn't hold back, you should be lying on the ground now, instead of standing here and talking as if nothing had happened.

Both of them understood what the other meant and laughed at the same time.

Heng and Kong were full of question marks on their faces. What the hell? Why did you two suddenly look at each other and then laugh?

Zhongli and Wendy walked into the house and sat down.

"Okay, now that everyone is here, can you tell me what you want to ask?"

Wendy looked at Han and said unhappily.

This is normal. Anyone would be unhappy if they were suddenly beaten while sleeping well, right?

He looked at the two of them and said, "My question is actually very simple. Either of you can answer it. The reason I have to wait until both of you are here is because I want to hear your answers."

Yan was deliberately talking nonsense to keep the two people in the room hanging, oh no, three people, and there was also a confused look on Kong's face next to him.

Wendy and Zhongli listened quietly. They had just discussed in secret how to fool him if Yan asked about what happened to him. Ugh, answer him.

However, what Yan asked next was something they had not expected. It was not that his question was difficult, but that it was too simple.

If they had known that his question was so simple, why did they discuss it secretly for so long, and even let Wendy get beaten up by Zhongli? Were they playing clowns?

"My question is very simple. Now that I have become a god, how can I accumulate divine power?"

He slowly stated his problem.

Wendy and Zhongli's mouths twitched wildly when they heard this, especially Wendy, whose face almost turned completely black.

Looking at the expressions of the two, a look of joy appeared on his face. Let you be the riddler!

……

small theater:

"Why doesn't Paimon like tea? That's got to do with a certain bad boy's mischief, right, Sanbao?"

"Why do you have any objection?"

There was a flash of lightning in the scattered soldier's eyes, and he said with a smile.

The author's face froze, and he sat up straight and said, "How is it possible? Everything Sanbao did was right!"

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