bullyxtreme Chapter 343 "Folmus and That Afterlife"
Chapter 343 "Folmus and That Afterlife"
After lamenting the decline of morality and the world, Mu Feng sensed the unfavorable situation and quickly changed the subject.
As for his identity, he was just an ordinary adventurer who ran a small coffee shop in Fontainebleau and had also served as a senior civil servant in the Sumeru Order for a period of time.
Phil Gaudette's gaze remained full of doubt; she believed nine and a half parts of what he said, but not the other half.
Judging from this guy's swift attack speed just now, if he's just an ordinary adventurer, what's the difference between him and the Emperor saying that he's just a leisurely person who only watches plays and walks his birds every day?
This is why Mu Feng couldn't hear the landlady's inner grumbling; otherwise, he would definitely have added, "See, you still don't believe me."
However, Yao Yao, who was standing to the side, was not paying attention to any of this. At this moment, the little girl was resting her chin on her hand, listening to Mu Feng introduce Sumeru and Fengdan. Her beautiful chestnut brown eyes were sparkling with stars.
Rainforests, deserts, railships, Lake Fontainebleau, void terminals—these were all completely new and exciting worlds for the girl.
Or rather, it's an unfamiliar concept that only exists in books.
Yao Yao temporarily put aside her adult-like habits and began to listen attentively to the story with sparkling eyes.
To make it easier to listen, the girl moved her chair closer, swaying her fair legs with expectant eyes.
Write this down so I can tell Qiqi about it when I get back.
Seeing this, Philgoldette could no longer continue to probe indirectly, but as she listened, her expression gradually became strange.
Doesn't this story... seem a little off?
"Yes, I believe that after my careful investigation, we have made progress in this heinous murder case involving Mousse."
The girl wearing a top hat bowed slightly, elegantly holding the cookie stick she was sucking on between her fingers, and exhaled softly.
On the table, the scene of the crime was horrific; the once exquisitely crafted mousse was now in ruins, with only crumbs remaining.
“I am all ears, Ms. Folmus.”
The gentleman leaning on his scepter had a calm gaze, but the cute stickers on his suit seemed a bit out of place with his style of dress.
Upon hearing this, the detective girl smiled smugly, her fingertips, clad in white gloves, pointing to the footprints in the corner of the room, her gaze sharp.
Facing the detective in his ketchup-colored police uniform with circles printed on it, she confidently identified the murderer.
"Hmph, I've solved the case! The murderer who brutally killed this plate of strawberry mousse is..."
The above excerpt is from Mu Feng's latest work: *The Great Detective Froome and That Reincarnation*.
I wonder if Yaedo is satisfied with this light novel.
While reading aloud his creative achievements from Sumeru to Liyue to Yao Yao, Mu Feng silently pondered in his heart.
Following the positive and uplifting theme of "Song in the Ashes," he felt that he could try other types of works.
He just hoped that Fukalos wouldn't appear in his dream tonight and warn him that if he wrote this kind of thing again, he would send him to Mello Petersburg.
The proprietress became increasingly suspicious as she listened, but Yao Yao was thoroughly enjoying herself, completely captivated by the short story.
The distance between the two has gradually shortened from one chair to less than half a chair.
"Brother Mufeng, could you tell me another one? Yaoyao hasn't had enough! Please, please!"
Yao Yao shook her little head, gently tugged at Mu Feng's sleeve, blinked her eyes, and made a request in her childish voice.
Master said that there is an old saying in Liyue, "Those who know the times are wise..." No, it should be "The lingering sound will last for three days."
Yes, that's right. It's not that she wants to hear it, it's that she wants to tell Qiqi, so she has to hear more. That's exactly right.
Of course, while listening to the story, the little guy didn't forget to refill Mu Feng's empty teacup with tea.
Mu Feng had no reason to refuse, so he gently patted Yao Yao's head. The girl smiled and seemed quite pleased.
As for the fact that a few more lemon slices appeared in Ms. Phil Gaudette's glass at the same time, that's another story.
Time flowed slowly by as the river in Dihua Isle flowed through the night outside the window, and soon the night deepened.
Being a child, Yao Yao was very eager to hear stories, but she still couldn't resist the urge to sleep.
Before I knew it, the little guy was leaning back in his chair, his head nodding little by little, and his eyelids were starting to droop.
Seeing this, Mu Feng gently persuaded her to go back to her room. After saying goodnight to each other, he also went back to his own room to rest.
It was already late at night, and the dining table on the terrace was empty; most of the guests had already settled down for the night.
Phil Gaudette leaned against the counter, leisurely sipping her tea, a bill dangling from her fingertips.
"One serving of almond tofu, delivered to the rooftop of the inn..."
The proprietress, or rather, the female proprietress, covered her mouth and chuckled softly, the tea sloshing in the cup, making a series of crisp sounds.
"Hehe, what an interesting little guy..."
The porcelain cup was gently placed on the wooden table, and the shattered moonlight gradually gathered together, slowly restoring itself to the shape of a full moon.
If he's connected to immortals, then his close relationship with Yao Yao is somewhat plausible.
Unfortunately, the Great Sage Who Subdues Demons is not at the inn today, so the matter of confirming his identity will have to be discussed later.
Oh, right, we also need to prepare some almond tofu.
……
On the other hand, Mu Feng naturally had no idea that he had been automatically classified as an immortal by Lady Gaudette.
Nothing happened that night. The next morning, after breakfast, Mu Feng decided to continue his journey towards Mondstadt.
Beyond the Unthinkable Slope lies the territory of Mondstadt's Wolfrunelands.
"Brother Mufeng, if you ever have the chance to visit Liyue, you absolutely must come to Qingce Manor! Yaoyao will show you the way~"
As Yao Yao carried her bamboo basket, she kept saying goodbye and giving instructions, while also putting lotus-shaped pastries into Mu Feng's backpack.
Although they only spent one night together, the girl still felt a little disappointed when it was time to say goodbye.
Mu Feng squatted down and patted Yao Yao's little head, gently soothing the little girl's emotions.
"Of course, maybe that day will come soon."
Mondstadt is a starting village, and although not everyone there is an ordinary person, they probably won't stay for too long.
"I'll bring Yao Yao a gift: honey-glazed carrot and pork stir-fry, sweet flower-stuffed chicken, or maybe some fruit juice?"
Attracted by the names of the dishes, Yao Yao quickly became happy, but she didn't forget to check Mu Feng's luggage again on her fingers. Only after confirming that everything was in order did she feel relieved.
Who wouldn't love a well-behaved and sensible little girl?
As for Ms. Phil Gaudette standing to the side, saying goodbye was much simpler; cough cough, when working, you have to address her by her job title.
The innkeeper's silence was deafening. She finally understood. Whether this guy had any connection with immortals or not could be put aside for now, but there was no doubt that he was a lolicon.
Mu Feng's figure gradually walked away, and the morning light shone down through the branches, making the jade at his waist shine with a warm light.
Yao Yao, who was waving goodbye on tiptoe, tilted her head and thought, "Hmm, that piece of jade, haven't I seen it somewhere before?"
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