I'm a male god in Liyue

Qiqi's Eye of God is of the ice attribute, and her personality is also like ice—quiet, reserved, and not good at expressing herself.

It seems that the attributes of the Eye of God, to some extent, also represent the personality tendencies of its owner.

People with the Eye of God have an incredibly high chance of finding treasure chests on them.

So far, among the five people he has seen who possess the Eye of God—Yan Fei, Hu Tao, Qi Qi, Yun Jin, and Xiang Ling—only Xiang Ling has not had any treasure chests appear on her person, and the quality of the treasure chests she has is quite good, with the lowest being silver.

Therefore, if I want to quickly farm treasure chests, I should purposefully seek out those who possess the Eye of God.

Thinking this way, Xia Zhi temporarily suppressed the thought in his mind and instead started chatting seriously with Hu Tao.

Soon, the dishes were served.

Hu Tao took a bite and exclaimed in surprise, "Xiang Ling, your cooking has become even more delicious!"

Xiangling smiled happily: "It's all thanks to Mr. Xia."

Xia Zhi shook his head: "I only offered a small suggestion. The main reason is that Miss Xiangling has excellent cooking skills."

Hu Tao blinked, thinking that the two of them were just engaging in some kind of mutual flattery.

However, the food was indeed delicious, and since she didn't have to pay for it, the taste seemed even better.

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At Mount Aozang, the Cloud-Borrowing Wind True Lord, who had been in seclusion for several days, finally emerged from his immortal abode.

She stood in a pavilion by a clear pond, next to a white-haired woman with a cool and aloof demeanor.

Although she was still in the form of a crane, she was able to speak again: "Shen He, has anything important happened these days?"

Shen He thought for a moment and took out a letter: "Gan Yu, a senior sister from the Liyue Seven Stars Sect, has come as an envoy to report on the handling of the recent turmoil in Liyue."

The letter floated up from Shen He's hand, slowly unfolded, and hovered before her eyes.

After reviewing it, she pondered for a moment and said, "Shen He, I plan to go into seclusion to cultivate again."

"Master, your injury..."

"I'm all better now, but I need to rebuild my cultivation level, which will take longer this time. The Moon Festival is in a few days, right?"

"Yes."

“In the past, it was always me and you who spent time together. This time, I’m going into seclusion, and it’s a bit too lonely for you to be gazing at the moon alone on this mountaintop.”

"It's alright, Master."

“Ningguang mentioned in her letter that she plans to rebuild the Jade Pavilion, which will require the use of celestial talismans. I am not in a good state to help in my current situation, but you have been cultivating with me for many years and are very familiar with the methods of making talismans. You can deliver them on my behalf, and it will also be convenient for you to celebrate the festival in Liyue.”

"Yes……"

“Shen He, a few years ago I saw you secretly go down the mountain and then quietly come back with a sad face. I knew that Jueyun was not your final destination. I hope you can take this opportunity to return to human society.”

"Master, I..."

"I have one more favor to ask of you when I come down the mountain. After we get to Liyue, please find a young man who is blind."

Liu Yun Jie Feng Zhenjun gently flapped his wings, and a gentle breeze swept by, causing Xia Zhi's image to appear in mid-air.

“He is my savior. As for his identity, he should be an outsider like that traveler. He is unfamiliar with Liyue and is blind, so he must be having a hard time. After you find him, please take good care of him.”

Shen He looked at the video, remained silent for a while, and then nodded seriously.

"Yes, Master."

Chapter Fifty-Eight: Seven-Seven's Fingers

After having lunch, they said goodbye to Xiangling and slowly walked back.

Walnut stretched out her arms to both sides, lifting her feet one step at a time as if walking on a log bridge.

"Mr. Xia."

"Ok?"

"We think we forgot to pay for our meal."

"No, Xiangling treated us to it."

"Really?"

"Of course, we've been doing this every time we go to Wanmintang these past few days. Xiangling makes new dishes, and I help her taste them."

Wow, that's amazing!

"Is Hall Master Hu envious?"

"I'm a little envious, but not really."

Hu Tao stopped in her tracks, a complex expression of being lost in memories appearing on her face.

"Actually, I've tried Xiangling's new dishes before, but the new dishes she came up with back then were really weird... I wouldn't say they were bad... they were just... really not good... things like grilled fish with 'qiuqiu wood' and glutinous rice with horse tail... for a while, it made me a little afraid to go to Wanmintang..."

Listening to Hu Tao recount the anecdotes about the two girls from the past, Xia Zhi couldn't help but smile faintly and said, "That was before. Xiang Ling is a master chef now."

"Yes, many customers say that Xiangling's cooking skills are better than Chef Mao's. When they order, they will specifically ask Xiangling to cook."

"Can Master Hu cook?"

"Ah...cooking...of course I can do it!"

Hu Tao nodded seriously.

"I'm a great cook."

But from God's perspective, Xia Zhi clearly saw an extremely unnatural look flash across Hu Tao's face.

It seems highly likely that there was a lot of exaggeration in those two statements she made.

After crossing the wooden bridge over the rock crevice, Hu Tao stopped and waved, "Then I'll head back to the Hall of Rebirth first. Goodbye, Mr. Xia, Miss Zhu!"

"Goodbye, Master Hu."

Xia Zhi and Zhu Zi returned to their family's shop. Just like in the morning, Qi Qi moved a stool and sat at the shop entrance, her little body straight, her legs together, quietly watching the street outside.

"Seven Seven, we're back. Thank you for helping us watch the shop."

"It's not hard."

"Any guests come to ask?"

"Yes, I'll have them come back this afternoon."

Qiqi stood up, picked up the stool she was sitting on, and moved it back to its original position in the store.

Xia Zhi glanced at the bandages wrapped around Qi Qi's leg and followed her inside.

Knowing that the boss had a habit of drinking tea in the afternoon, Zhu Zi took the teapot and went to the kitchen to boil water.

Xia Zhi found a table and had just sat down when he saw Qi Qi walk up to him.

"Mr. Xia Zhi".

"Seventh Sister?"

Qiqi took out a small cloth bag from her clothes. It looked a bit old but was very clean.

The sound of coins rubbing and clanging could be heard from inside.

She opened the bag, counted out 50 Mora, and handed it to Xia Zhi.

"Pay."

"Huh? What money?"

"The money for the juice I drank today."

"No need, that was my treat."

"No way."

Qi Qi looked at him with a serious expression.

"You must charge the first customer, otherwise business will be bad."

Xia Zhi paused for a moment, then smiled and reached out to take the Mora from her hand.

During this process, the two people's fingers inevitably touched.

Xia Zhi felt that Qi Qi's fingers were very cold, but also very soft, not at all like a zombie's fingers.

Seeing that he accepted her Mora, a look of relief flashed across Qiqi's face.

She carefully tied the cloth bag, put it back inside her clothes, and then looked at him and whispered, "I'm going back now."

"Are we going back?"

"Hmm, the incense has burned out, it's not good for me to occupy the table."

"That's alright, but I have something for you."

"thing?"

Xia Zhi took out the perfect calming incense that he had just refined and handed it to her.

Qi Qi was stunned. The incense in front of her was regular in shape and crystal clear. It was different from the incense that Xia Zhi had given to Hu Tao. Instead, it was very similar to the incense she had seen that morning, but it was much larger.