Chapter 2: God's Mouth
On the Streets of Heaven Dou City.
"Good morning, Uncle Lin!"
"Good morning, Paimon!"
"Good morning, Ms. Chen!"
"Good morning, Paimon!"
Whenever she met or knew someone, Paimon would call out the other person's name accurately.
With this skill, it wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that she was the strongest tour guide.
Everyone was also not surprised by Paimon, the talking UFO.
At first, it was just a bit of a surprise.
One must know that this was the Douluo Continent!
It wasn't impossible for a martial soul to be an unidentified flying object!
If you can't explain it, you can explain it by directly mutating your martial soul.
After learning that this world was Douluo Continent, Zhongli looked at Paimon who was still confused.
Coaxing and deceiving, bah...
After consulting Paimon, the two "people" signed a contract, Paimon will be in the form of Zhongli's martial spirit in this world to survive.
Of course, this is just fooling outsiders, there is no such thing as actually turning Paimon into a martial soul.
"I also don't know whether to say that Zhongli is lucky or unlucky."
"Even though Paimon is such a strange creature, she only has a quarter of the combat power of a wild boar."
"It's better to say that Zhongli have awakened a martial soul than to say that I have raised a daughter in advance."
After learning about Zhongli's situation, the crowd couldn't help but sigh.
Paimon, this little cutie was quite pleasing to the eye, and they liked this little one very much, even though she didn't have much strength.
A soul master's entire strength was almost all in the martial soul, and in Zhongli's case, it was considered a waste.
However, unlike other people who do not have soul power, Zhongli's "martial soul" can accompany him to talk, accompany him ....
When Zhongli saw Paimeng greeting everyone she met, his calm heart was finally stirred up a little.
Shouting him street skater, social wastrel ...
Calling others, either uncle, uncle, miss, sister, little brother ...
"Phew ..."
Slowly exhaling a mouthful of turbid air, Zhongli inclined his head, no longer looking at the "God's Mouth".
Now he has finally experienced the happiness of the "blonde-haired aunt".
With Paimon as his mouthpiece, he basically doesn't need to speak.
"Good morning, Your Highness!"
"Good morning ..."
"????"
"Xue Qinghe" subconsciously shouted good morning, and when he came back to his senses, Zhong Li and Paimon had already walked out dozens of meters.
Wait, these two guys!
He clenched his fists!
Seeing the Crown Prince, they just said hello, as if they met a civilian, dispensable.
Under normal circumstances, shouldn't there be more pleasantries?
Xue Qinghe is still haunted by last night's dream.
He came here because he wanted to see Zhongli and Paimon again.
He wanted to see Zhongli and Paimon again, to see if Zhongli was the same Morax!
Looking at Zhongli's pace that was like that of an eighty-year-old old man, Xue Qinghe shook his head and said in his heart:
'What's wrong with me?'
'This street loafer, how could he be the Morax!'
'His martial soul is just a strange flying object, the kind that had no combat power at all.'
"Xue Qinghe had met Paimon before, otherwise, Paimon wouldn't have been able to call out her "identity".
This story began when Zhongli and Paimon first arrived at Heaven Dou City.
Such a strange "martial spirit" naturally attracted the attention of "Xue Qinghe". On the same day, he met the man and the flying object by chance.
After thinking for a while, "Xue Qinghe" quickly stepped forward and came to Zhongli and Paimon.
"Huh, is there something wrong with the Crown Prince?"
Paimon asked suspiciously, they were just about to go eat tofu, they couldn't afford to be delayed.
Zhongli didn't say anything, as if he was mute, looking at Paimon and "Xue Qinghe".
"Little Paimon, what are you guys going to do?"
"Xue Qinghe" said with a smile on his face, as if he was a friend of Zhongli and Paimon.
Doing so did not offend anyone in the slightest.
"Zhongli and I are preparing to go eat tofu, does Your Highness the Crown Prince want to join us?"
"Good, it just so happens that I haven't had breakfast either!"
"???"
Paimon's small head was filled with big question marks, this Crown Prince actually agreed?
She had only asked casually!
"That, that ..."
Paimon had a face of embarrassment, they, their money, didn't seem to be enough!
Somewhat grudgingly, she glanced at Zhongli.
Morax didn't have Mora, all through the world, he was still thinking of freeloading!
No one in this world will pay for his knowledge!
Unfortunately, Paimon doesn't know that Zhongli also knows the knowledge of this world. In fact, he knows more than many people in this world, even gods!
He was a transmigrated person!
The corner of the eye of "Xue Qinghe" twitched, but quickly returned to normal.
Sure enough, no money right!
Pity about this handsome face ...
"Little Paimon, it's fate to meet each other, this meal is on me!"
The generous look of "Xue Qinghe" made Paimon stare blankly.
Are there really people who can help like this in this world?
That old man called Dugu Bo counted as one, and this Crown Prince, also counted as one.
"Thank you, Your Highness the Crown Prince, hehehe."
Paimon smiled a little embarrassed, she had no mora in the early stages when she was with the traveler.
Through their efforts, they hadn't been short of money much after arriving in Liyue.
Okay, it was all the money the traveler made, but could the traveler have made so much money without her as a good guide cheering her on from the sidelines?
"Zhongli, you pivot up! Make good money and we'll treat His Highness the Crown Prince to a big meal in the future too."
Zhongli: "..."
"Xue Qing He": "..."
In the past, Xue Qinghe had never even heard of such a marvelous "martial soul", let alone seen it!
Treating Xue Qinghe a big meal?
If he really wanted to treat her, Zhongli would probably have to do it himself.
In the Douluo Continent, there are thousands of big meals, whatXue Qinghe hasn't eaten?
Not to mention that he was now the identity of the Heaven Dou Crown Prince, even if he didn't have this identity, he has other identity as "she". She was still the Holy Saintness Spirit Hall!
She wouldn't be interested in any feast that could be bought with Golden Soul Coins.
"Sorry, Your Highness the Crown Prince, Zhongli isn't much of a talker!"
"Go go go, let's go eat tofu pudding, Paimon's favorite is sweet tofu pudding."
"Unlike a certain social waste who actually thinks salted tofu is better!"
Speaking of which, Paimon gave Zhongli a "vicious" glare, who she was talking about was self-evident.
Hearing this, "Xue Qing He" went numb.
There's only one person in the whole world who can say that the host is a social waste, right?
Scary!
Speaking of which, Paimon was Zhongli's martial soul, because of Paimon, Zhongli was unable to become powerful, and because of Zhongli, Paimon was also unable to absorb soul rings and become powerful.
This situation of theirs was more or less marvelous!
By the way, Zhongli actually thought that salted tofu pudding tasted better?
This heresy!
{TL note - I will use "He" for Qian Renxue as when she will be in Xue Qinghe appearance and "She" when she will be in her real appearance. Is it okay or should I use "She" everytime}
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