Days and nights of pursuit of Dottore

Cheng Yan walked out of the Teaching Court angrily. He didn't want to think about anything related to the mission. He also needed to rest. Besides, he had been in Xumi for almost a month and hadn't sent any letter back to his master. His master must be worried.

Walking into the busy street, Cheng Yan looked at the small stalls around him and an idea came to his mind.

He needed Mora. Mora was needed to buy stationery, pens and ink, and to send letters. The fastest way to get Mora was...

Cheng Yan looked at the exposed wallets of the people shopping nearby. Wow, when he was a kid and was forced to steal for a living, the number of people on one street would be enough for a week's KPI. They were exposing their wallets so carelessly, weren't they afraid of getting their money stolen?

It was easier for Cheng Yan to take other people's money bags than drink water, but unfortunately he retired from the business after he could support himself, so...

Cheng Yan ran to an empty corner and took out a table from the bracelet given to him by Master Liuyun Jiefeng, and then took out a few small and less important items. He wanted to exchange the things he had on him for some Mora. When he was out, he could not move forward without money.

Shaking out a piece of smooth and soft silk and spreading it on the pure black ancient wooden table without any impurities, Cheng Yan smoothed out the wrinkles on the fabric and once again sighed at the wisdom of Sister Ganyu in installing so many furniture for him.

A few small items were neatly placed on the table. Cheng Yan coughed lightly and started selling them.

"Take a look! These are the eyeballs plucked from the most vicious and evil creatures in the mountains. They are made by the immortals themselves. They can drive away evil spirits, bring blessings, and prolong life..."

As soon as the hawking sounds started, the handsome black-haired boy attracted a lot of attention. The crowd got closer and wanted to take a closer look at what Cheng Yan was selling at the stall, but they were discouraged by the boy's obviously made-up lies.

"Pfft, young man, since this monster is so vicious, how did you dig out its eyeballs?"

Cheng Yan blinked and looked at the pair of hard spheres on the table that were shining brightly.

He didn't grab it himself, it was given to him by Jin Peng. Mi Nu and Fanan were restless all day in Liyue. After eating the Qingxin Pills that Cheng Yan gave them in exchange for points, the Yakshas were not so easily affected by karma, but the Yakshas' warlike nature was still there, and Mi Nu liked these fancy and shiny things, so they would frequently hunt in various places in Liyue.

Every time after coming back from hunting, Jin Peng would bring Cheng Yan some precious things from the monsters, mostly eyeballs, but also bones and fur. Cheng Yan brought back a lot of these pairs of crystal clear eyeballs.

"This was given to me by a friend. I guarantee it's genuine. If you don't believe me, you can check it out. This eyeball becomes soft when it comes into contact with water and cannot be damaged by fire."

One time, he accidentally dropped a pair of eyeballs into the water reservoir of Aunt Liuyun's automatic flower-watering device. The hard eyeballs absorbed water and suddenly became slippery and soft. Regardless of the fact that they were eyeballs, they still felt very good to the touch.

When the passerby heard Cheng Yan say this, the expression on his face was still full of disbelief. Cheng Yan had no choice but to turn his head and speak to the stall owner next to him.

"Excuse me, can you lend me some water?"

The stall owner was a little girl who had been secretly watching Cheng Yan for a long time. When she was spoken to, she frantically looked for water with a monkey-like face.

"Here...here."

Cheng Yan curled his lips and smiled, "Thank you."

"No...you're welcome." The girl clenched her sweaty palms and glanced at Cheng Yan.

Cheng Yan picked up the monster's eyeball on the table and knocked it against the table. The ball made a crisp sound when it hit the hard wood.

"Plop—" an eyeball fell into the water. After a few seconds, Cheng Yan reached out and fished it out of the water.

"Look, has it become softer?"

Passersby leaned forward and looked at this eyeball that didn't look like an eyeball at all, it was smooth and looked like a slime.

"Can I touch this?"

"Of course." Cheng Yan nodded. He wanted to sell things to make money, so naturally he had to serve customers well.

The passerby carefully stretched out his finger to touch the ball in Cheng Yan's palm. The soft and elastic feel was very real, and the finger seemed to be wrapped in a drop of water.

"I've seen this soften when it comes into contact with water, so it can't be damaged by fire...?"

Before the passerby could finish his words, Cheng Yan immediately picked up another eyeball and stuffed it into the stove next to him.

The fire flickered a few times, and after a while, the eyeball was pulled out with a wooden stick. Apart from a layer of ash on the surface and the increased temperature caused by the heat, the eyeball still glowed brightly.

Cheng Yan put his two eyeballs together and looked at the passerby who had admiration in his eyes.

"Do you believe it now?"

Passersby nodded frequently, "I believe it, but... little brother, how much Mora do you want for this treasure?"

Cheng Yan scratched his head. He had no idea about more or less Morata. He had never spent any.

"Or...you can give it to me as you see fit."

Anyway, he has plenty of eyeballs, and apart from looking good, they are of no other use to him.

"How about ten, one hundred thousand Mora?"

There was a hint of insecurity on the face of the passerby as he looked at Cheng Yan's outfit which was not ostentatious but exuded luxury everywhere.

The black clothes were inconspicuous. If it weren't for the boy's outstanding face, the clothes would have looked ordinary. But if you look closely, you can see that the faint patterns on the black clothes are embroidered with gold thread, and there are even more gold threads on the belt. This set of clothes must be very valuable, and there must be a master with outstanding strength around him who can destroy such a huge monster...

Could it be that some young master has come out to experience life?

When the passers-by thought of this, they felt that their previous offer was too low. If they gave the young man a satisfactory price, they might be able to become friends with him, which would definitely be good for their business.

Without waiting for the passerby to speak, Cheng Yan had already given his answer.

"make a deal."

Cheng Yan had no idea how much Mora mattered. As long as he had Mora, it would be enough. He only needed paper, pen, ink, and the money to send the letter. Selling a pair of eyeballs was not enough. He had many more treasures, all given to him by other people before he left. Some of the less important ones were exchanged for Mora.

The passers-by happily took away a pair of monster eyes, and the rest of the people gathered in front of Cheng Yan's stall, not daring to speak easily, and looking at the boy with scrutiny in their eyes.

There were a lot of people around, but no one wanted to buy his things. Cheng Yan was thinking about how to sell his things, and just as he was about to open his mouth, he saw a small path suddenly opened up in the crowded crowd in front of him.

Looking up, he saw a man with sky-blue hair walking slowly towards him, and his ruby-like eyes finally fell on him as Cheng Yan had expected.

"Zan Zan..." Cheng Yan spoke blankly. The moment he saw the person, he had forgotten why he was angry with Za Zan just now.

Zandik did not speak, nor did he correct Cheng Yan's way of addressing him. He just picked up a small object on the table. It was a Q-version picture that Cheng Yan had drawn when he was bored. It showed a puppy chasing a golden sword.

Zandik raised his eyes and stared into Cheng Yan's dark eyes.

"I want all your things."