The evening breeze was a little chilly. Several people in the courtyard lay in rocking chairs, rubbing their stomachs at the same time.

Ying stared at the stars in the sky and sighed helplessly, "So Su Ming, you really can't take me to Xumi?"

"No." Su Ming yawned and patted his full belly. "I'm going to Xumi with you tonight and will be back tomorrow night."

As he spoke, Su Ming threw two more bottles of medicine onto the table, "Give this medicine to Wan Ye."

Hearing this, the blonde girl's heart skipped a beat, "Manye is injured?"

"No." Su Ming sighed and shook his head silently, "People who spend a lot of time at sea will always feel a little uncomfortable, and he has faced a god head-on before."

"He..." Ying frowned, "Is it his hand?"

Su Ming nodded and planned the itinerary in his mind, "Just give it to him, but I might bring back a friend this time."

Tartaglia, who had her eyes closed, opened them and asked in confusion, "Isn't it enough to instruct the doctor to beat up the Great Sage? Are you planning to bring him back and beat him up every day?"

"No." Speaking of this, Su Ming sat up from the recliner and took out a familiar sack, brick and baseball bat from his backpack. "I'll leave the task of beating the Great Sage to you. Don't let Dotore make a profit."

Dadalia: ...

Tartaglia took the weapon in silence and nodded calmly, "Okay, once a day."

Maybe I could meet Dotore unexpectedly in front of the great sage.

"So who are the friends you're talking about?" Paimon snapped his fingers, looking serious, "Can the friend you brought back play Feng Xing Puzzle with us?"

Su Ming nodded calmly, "Okay, but are you planning to play in Liyue?"

"Of course!" Paimeng nodded with a smile, looking serious, "Miss Ningguang said that after the Jade Pavilion is built, we can play together in the Jade Pavilion. Mr. Yun and Shen He also want to play together."

Su Ming raised his eyebrows, "That's such a coincidence..."

"Coincidence?" Ying frowned slightly, feeling something was wrong. "So what bad thing did you do?"

Su Ming stood up calmly and stretched, "I didn't do anything, but..."

Under Ying's confused gaze, Su Ming pointed in the direction of Yuehai Pavilion, "Don't you think Yuehai Pavilion looks pretty brightly lit tonight?

fluorescent:……

At the side, Paimeng tilted his head in confusion and flew into the air, "But speaking of it, Yue Haiting seems to be working overtime every night recently..."

Miss Ningguang seems to be very tired these days.

Ying's pupils shrank slightly, and she looked at Su Ming in disbelief, "Your masterpiece?"

"What masterpiece can a mediocre and unlucky little doctor like me produce?" Su Ming chuckled, then placed another Mora in front of Ying. "I will be back tomorrow night, and I'll ask you to go to Bubulu and tell Mr. Baishu that I will be giving a free clinic in Liyue Harbor the day after tomorrow."

"But the commission you gave me last time has not been used up yet." Ying blinked and picked up the pillow beside her. "Although you gave me money, I still want to say that you will lose money if you continue like this."

"Adonis has never lost money." Tartaglia smiled and stood up, putting on his coat. "Shall we set off now?"

Su Ming finished the last sip of wine, took out the pot and nodded calmly, "Yes."

"Wait..." Ying grabbed Su Ming's sleeve and said seriously, "Take me with you, I will click an anchor point, and then I will come back. I will definitely not ruin your plan!"

Hearing this, Su Ming blinked, "Aren't you going to participate in Miss Ningguang's competition?"

fluorescent:……

"Don't you want to listen to Mr. Yun's new play?" Su Ming calmly pulled away Ying's fingers, pursed his lips and smiled, "I also want to listen to Mr. Yun's play, so I hope that when I come back tomorrow night, the Qun Yu Pavilion will have been lifted off."

fluorescent:……

Under Ying's reluctant gaze, Su Ming stuffed Tartaglia into the Chen Ge pot, and in the blink of an eye he clicked on the teleportation anchor point of Xumi City.

"Oh..." Ying sighed dejectedly and lay back in the rocking chair.

On the side, Paimeng looked at the expression on Ying's face curiously and asked puzzledly: "But why do you have to go to Xumi?"

Hearing this, the blonde girl frowned, "Because Su Ming seems to both like and hate Xumi, and both Su Ming and Master Diluk said that the people of Xumi wear very little!"

Paimon:...

……

"Is this the Great Sage?"

The orange-haired man kicked a pile of dirt at his feet and lowered his eyes to look at the brick in his hand. "It's a bit weak..."

I thought that anyone who could be hit by Adonis's alarm clock hammer must be an extraordinary person.

Su Ming clapped his hands and stroked his chin, thinking about what color to paint this time. "He is very weak, but he has a good brain and is very ambitious."

Who in their right mind would think of imprisoning gods?

He said that he was too loyal to the Great Compassionate Tree King, but in the final analysis it was all about ambition.

"Although I have no right to criticize him." Su Ming silently took out a can of luminous potion and pursed his lips, "But this does not prevent me from hating him."

Tartaglia put the bricks into a sack and carried it, saying helplessly, "But aren't there too few guards around him?"

As he spoke, Tartaglia turned his head to look at the several guards who were sleeping nearby.

"That's because of me." A figure walked out from the darkness. The man with a superior figure wore a mask, his hands crossed over his chest, and a cold smile on his lips. "No matter how many people you bring out, they will eventually kneel before Mora, right? Adonis?"

Su Ming nodded calmly and applied the potion carefully. "Yes, no one can resist Mora's charm."

Only Su Ming's painting style is unique, and he can survive by scaring people.

"So you came to Xumi this time..." Dotole paused, staring at the black-haired man in front of him through the mask with his scarlet eyes, "Are you planning to attack my laboratory again?"

Hearing this, Su Ming shook his head and said seriously, "To be honest, I'm planning to develop in multiple directions recently, so..."

"So?" Dotole raised his eyebrows, his eyes playful.

Su Ming calmly took off the gloves stained by the hair dye and threw them away, smiling and saying, "So in the future, if I am unlucky enough to cause trouble to your workshop, you can apply for reconstruction and ask me for money. Then you can use my money to buy my materials and use my people."

Dotore:…

Dotore took a deep breath and said, "Why can't you just build it for me?"

Do we have to go around in such a big circle?

Su Ming showed a gentle smile on his face, his eyes were gentle, "No, internal staff must also follow the procedures, otherwise..."

At this point, Su Ming relaxed his shoulders and said innocently, "I think the Doctor may not be willing to send another slice to Master Pantalone to settle the account."

Internal staff don’t follow procedures?

How will he settle the account then?

If the bills don’t add up, will he and Pantalone have a single hair left?

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