Genshin Impact: The Liyuemen of Tivat

In order to facilitate the next action, Shi Lan and others were invited to stay at Chenxi Winery that night.

Because Qin still has to deal with the affairs of the Knights, the only people going to Chenxi Winery are Shi Lan Wendy and the traveler duo.

"Why did you go to the stone man?" Paimon looked at Shi Lan who suddenly left the team and came back not long ago in doubt.

Shi Lan clapped her hands, and said nonchalantly, "There are three things people are anxious about. What's the matter? Is there a problem?"

Paimon grinned: "I'm not ashamed!"

"There are bugs?" Of course Di Luke would not believe Shi Lan's nonsense.

Shi Lan nodded: "The few followers have been resolved."

The lingering fools.

They must not be allowed to make trouble in this operation, Shi Lan can only clean up the guys who are following her.

Di Luke looked at Shi Lan in surprise, and couldn't help but sigh that he had a keen sense of smell, and he didn't even notice that he was being followed.

"Come on, go to your house."

After a while, several people followed Di Luke to Chenxi Winery.

Looking at the luxurious manor in front of him, Shi Lan sighed in admiration: "I have passed by Benlang Ridge a few times, and I never thought that this is actually a private residence."

"I didn't expect...Master Di Luke's home is so luxurious..."

Paimon fell from the sky. She had just flown high and engulfed the entire manor in her pupils. The size was beyond her imagination. It was comparable to the West Wind Church!

Especially those servants who are taking care of the manor, let her feel the class distinction, and even the address subconsciously brought "Master."

Shi Lan curled her lips: "Floating Spirit, I don't know much about it."

"Hey!" Paimon crossed his hips angrily, "Looking at your appearance just now, you're obviously shocked too, right?"

"What's so shocking." Shi Lan spread her hands and said, "Guangsha's ten thousand rooms sleep seven feet, and no matter how big the house is, the bed can sleep at most one or two meters at night."

Diluque said blankly, "My bed is three meters long."

Shi Lan: "..."

Paimon and Kong suppressed their laughter.

Several people passed by the grape arbor, and Paimon picked a grape and stuffed it into her mouth. The grape was so big that it almost filled her mouth, and the grape juice splashed out.

"Delicious, but not very sweet!" Gudu swallowed the grapes, and Paimon showed a strange expression: "By the way, why are there so many grapes here?"

"Most of them are used to make wine." Diluque answered every question.

"Wine?" Wendy's eyes lit up, and her eyes widened.

Diluc glanced at him, but said nothing.

Out of curiosity, Sora picked two and ate them. Rather than tasting them, they were more thirst-quenching. They were bigger and fuller than the grapes sold by Quin at the fruit shop.

"How did this come about?"

"Fertilize frequently." Di Luke Gujing added without a wave: "Farm manure."

"Farmyard manure?" Kong looked at the half-bitten grape, "What is farmyard manure."

Shi Lan said: "It's fermented in the toilet."

Paimon and Kong froze, as if petrified.

"Hahahahahaha!"

Shi Lan's merciless ridicule accompanied them until several people checked into their respective rooms.

Before entering the room, Shi Lan blinked at the traveler duo at the door next door: "What else do travelers want to eat at night?"

Sora's face was pale, and the nausea that had been suppressed with great difficulty appeared again: "No... I probably... I don't have much appetite for tomorrow..."

With that said, Pymon slammed the door shut with a bang, startling the maids.

Shi Lan laughed a few times and turned back into her room.

His room is in the guest room on the second floor of the winery.

The room is large, with a layer of soft carpet on the floor. The lampstand carved out of amber gave off a warm light, and there was an indescribable fragrance in the room. Shi Lan sniffed it and felt somewhat uncomfortable.

There was a knock on the door.

"Mr. Shi Lan."

"Please come in."

The maid knocked on the door, brought a mattress, and made his bed neatly.

Shi Lan said politely: "Thank you."

"It's just a matter of duty, if necessary, just ring the bell at the head of the bed." The maid is polite and dignified, "

"It's work."

After the maid left, Shi Lan couldn't help but sigh that Di Luke really knew how to enjoy himself.

There is a large manor, many people serve it, and there are taverns in the city. I heard that some taverns in Liyue also sell the wine of Chenxi Winery.

Unlike myself, I don't have a house of my own yet.

"Should I make money to buy a house?"

Standing in front of the large French windows, Shi Lan could see the wind howling mountains and forests in the distance. A dark wind wall blocked the end of the canyon, and the dilapidated tower could be seen faintly. That was the original city of Mond, and now it is Fengmolongte. Valin's lair.

Tomorrow they would fight Twalyn there.

"The ruins of the wind dragon..." Shi Lan rubbed her wrists, her heart was pounding. Thinking of facing Twarin head-on tomorrow, Shi Lan couldn't help but get angry.

"Relax, Shi Lan! There is nothing to be afraid of, you have crossed the rocky abyss! Nata, Daozuma has never been to any dangerous place! What is the wind demon dragon?"

Shi Lan cheered herself up, and then began to prepare for tomorrow's battle.

He sat at the desk and spread out the paper, writing with a pen:

"will……"

"What if it dies..." Shi Lan bit the tip of her pen, thinking it was very unlucky, and threw the will into the trash can.

Shaking her head to get the restless thoughts out of her mind, Shi Lan felt a little uncomfortable.

"The smell of this room has been smelling for a long time, and it actually makes me a little drifting..."

Shi Lan patted his head to cheer himself up, and after a long time of planning, he finally started to get down to business.

He took out the damaged cloak, spread it flat on the ground, stretched out his sword and called out the spell.

As he sang, the faint elemental power began to gather, and several silk threads were generated out of thin air. Under Shi Lan's control, they quickly repaired the damaged part of the cloak.

Not long after, under Shi Lan's repair, the cloak looked brand new.

The Immortal naturally taught him how to repair the cloak when passing it on to him, but Shi Lan is by no means proficient in this method, so the protective effect after repairing is not as good as before, but it is enough to resist some simple elemental attacks up.

"Tsk~ talking is better than nothing."

After repairing the cloak, Shi Lan checked the Wind Wings repaired by the Adventurer's Association.

Looking at the brand new Wings of Wind, Shi Lan couldn't help nodding: "Okay, it's just like the new one."

"Wait... brand new?"

Tilting her head and looking at it for a long time, Shi Lan couldn't tell whether this Wind Wing was her original one...

My mind became more and more dizzy.

Ding Dingdang disassembled the stinging dragon, carefully maintained each part, polished and polished the rough places that were worn out, and then assembled them back together, wrapping the entire arm with a bandage.

This method is still learned from Wan Ye, although he doesn't know why Wan Ye's hand is facing the bandage, maybe Inazuma Ronin likes to do this kind of thing.

"Huh..." Shi Lan felt that the air in the room was a bit dull.

He wanted to stand up and open the window to get some air, but he couldn't even stand upright. He swayed crookedly to the mirror, but what he saw was his flushed face, which felt a little hot when he touched it with his hands.

"Am I...drunk?"

Shi Lan doesn't like to drink, one is because he has seen his father's drunken slovenly appearance after he was drunk, and the other is that he has a problem, he gets drunk when he gets drunk.

Once on the Death Omen Star, the helmsman Hai Long poured a little wine into his raspberry juice. Shi Lan, who didn't realize it, took a sip and then broke into pieces. Haili... clamored to use the death machine to suppress Auxerre...

The eldest sister was so angry that she beat Hai Long up.

Shi Lan slapped her face, trying to cheer herself up, but it felt as if her hands were not her own, and she couldn't grasp the strength, so she slapped herself sideways and slammed open the door of the room.

Wide-eyed and small-eyed, Wendy, who was sneaking around the stairs with her cat bent, was shocked.

"Shh~"

Wendy quickly covered Shi Lan's mouth, "Be quiet?"

Shi Lan nodded obediently: "Oh oh oh."

Wendy felt that Shi Lan was a bit strange, and looked at him for a long time, "Have you been drinking?"

Shi Lan tilted her head: "No?"

Well, Wendy can be sure the guy is drunk.

But Shi Lan didn't have a strong smell of alcohol, maybe it was caused by the smell of alcohol in the room.

Chenxi Winery, it's normal to smell the wine.

Wendy laughed at Shi Lan for being ashamed, and she could get drunk from the smell.

Just about to help Shi Lan back to the room, Shi Lan uncharacteristically hugged Wendy's shoulders, looking like a good brother, with his tongue out, and said without hesitation: "Look at you, you want to steal wine drink?"

Wendy was embarrassed: "How could... how could I do this..."

"Stop hiding it, why are you lying to me?"

After saying that, Shi Lan raised her nose and grinned: "The wine cellar is here, I'll take you there."

Wendy: "?"

You still have this ability?Wine hounds, huh?

Wendy looked around, worried that someone would find out, and it would be embarrassing to be caught.

After looking around, he found that there were no servants around, so he followed Shi Lan in peace.

It was almost late at night, and the maid in charge was leaning against the pillar in the living room to take a nap. She didn't notice a swaggering and sneaky person passing through the living room and came to a staircase.

After that, the two opened the door of the wine cellar.

The strong smell of alcohol rushed towards his face, Shi Lan's mouth twisted and he died of drunkenness.

After that...

The next morning ah ho!sunny day!
Di Luke looked at the stone man lying unconscious on the ground in the wine cellar with a livid face, and a god who was so drunk that he almost couldn't catch his breath.

Such a drunkard would be Barbatos! ! ?