Genshin Impact: Quietly Investing for Six Thousand Years

"I'll pay the closing payment." Miss Ping smiled and looked vaguely into the lobby.

"Hahaha... just some Mora, why would you make a trip in person?" Old Hu laughed.

Ping handed over a Mora bag, which looked heavy.

Mr. Hu took it and then sighed, "However, I still hope you can mourn less. After all, life is full of birth, aging, sickness and death..."

When talking about life and death, Mr. Hu sighed and his expression looked much more lonely.

"Grandma had no regrets when she passed away..." Miss Aping lowered her head.

"what's the situation?"

In the lobby, Chen Mo was completely stunned. How did Ah Ping come to the Hall of Rebirth? From the sound of her voice, she still sounded young.

Heulia still stood behind Chen Mo.

Zhongli's eyes moved slightly, as if he sensed something. With a flash of golden light, he disappeared from the chair in an instant.

An ungrateful guy!

Chen Mo gritted his teeth and looked at the empty chair.

"Mo, go and take a look." A spark of fighting spirit ignited in Heulia's eyes.

Being too tolerant will only lead to losing everything, and that is not called tolerance, but cowardice!

I, the Demon God of Salt, Heulia, will never tolerate this again!

When Chen Mo saw the flame, he was shocked. I told you that you can’t be tolerant, but you don’t have to use it on me, right?

Forget it, go out and have a look.

Chen Mo walked out rubbing his forehead, and Heulia followed behind him. Her eyes, which used to be gentle, were now full of vigilance.

"I guess this person must be the guest official of Wangsheng Hall, Guest Official Chen Mo!" A smile appeared on A Ping's pretty face.

"Who are you?" Chen Mo asked puzzledly.

Ah Ping didn't want to admit her identity, so he could only pretend to be stupid.

"Let me introduce you. This is Miss Aping. The funeral I went to a few days ago was her grandmother's funeral." Old Hu explained.

Looking at A Ping's smiling face, Chen Mo felt that this scene was familiar.

Heulia was looking at Ping's appearance, which was exactly the same as Qiannian's.

Her long black hair was tied into a braid at the back, with some hair hanging down on both sides of her cheeks.

The wide white band was crossed across the chest and extended to the back. The upper body was worn in a tight top, revealing both white shoulders.

The bluish-white long sleeves looked like floating clouds, the silver-gray skirt was embroidered with waves, the long green train looked like fish fins, a pair of white beautiful legs were revealed, and on the feet were green high-heeled boots.

Looking down at myself, the plain white skirt seemed a bit dull.

"How did you deal with it..." Chen Mo hesitated to speak.

It’s impossible for Ping to get a fake body as well, right?

"Grandma hopes that her ashes can be scattered on the mountains of her hometown, so that they will accompany her hometown forever." Ah Ping sighed slightly, with a hint of sadness on her face.

Chen Mo remained silent. He spent his own money to scatter his own ashes?

What is this operation?

"There's one more thing I forgot to introduce. I'm Grandma Ping's niece. Just call me Ping."

Then he glanced at Chen Mo and said, "Some people want to call them strange names..."

The corner of Chen Mo's mouth twitched. Didn't he just drink too much and call her wife once?

They are all good brothers!

There's no need to take it out and whip the corpse every time!

Besides, aren't you angry?

"It turns out that the person who passed away was the one who worked at the Yujingtai tea stall. I remember I went there to drink tea before!" Old Hu sighed, lamenting the impermanence of life.

I didn’t expect it was someone I knew.

Ignoring Mr. Hu who was sighing with emotion, Chen Mo spoke directly: "Since Mora has already paid, does Miss Ping still have to eat free meals in the Wangsheng Hall?"

Mr. Hu turned around in surprise and looked at Chen Mo. He had the impression that he rarely spoke like this.

She rolled her eyes silently in her heart, but Ping smiled on the surface and pulled out an envelope from her bosom.

"This is a letter my grandmother left for me, saying that it should be given to Chen Moke, the Lord of the Wangsheng Hall."

Well, it's still warm.

Chen Mo nodded slightly, then shook his head. What was he thinking about?

Gently opening it, the densely packed small words on the paper expressed sadness and reluctance, as well as the last words, hoping that Chen Mo could take good care of her niece.

There is actually another layer underneath. Chen Mo's eyes lit up slightly, the paper became illusory, and a few words appeared in his eyes.

"Leave me alone!"

Chen Mo put the letter away, sighed slightly, his expression full of regret.

"Miss Ping, your grandmother left me a letter, hoping that you would marry Dachun from the east of Liyue."

Ah Ping's eyes were bewildered, then suddenly widened.

"Oh, by the way, you don't know him, right? I don't know him either!" Chen Mo said lightly, with a hint of teasing in his eyes.

"Puch!"

Heulia behind him laughed out loud; she recognized the name.

In the past, the immortals of Liyue raised a Xiu Gou, and its name seemed to be "Dachun".

A Ping's smile was stiff, and there was a hint of resentment in her eyes as she looked at Chen Mo.

Bastard, are you still a good brother?

Mr. Hu saw that something was wrong, very wrong.

Preparing to sneak away, while Chen Mo and the others were talking, Hu Lao slowly moved his feet...

"Mr. Hu, please send someone to clean up the yard. We'll be there later."

Hearing this, Mr. Hu immediately got up and left, not daring to stay for a moment.

"I want to live here too!" A Ping understood immediately and turned to look at Chen Mo.

"No, no, what will happen if you all stay in the Hall of Rebirth?" Chen Mo refused immediately. This is the Hall of Rebirth!

A place for funerals!

You guys wish that the business of Wangsheng Hall would be better, right?

He had finally managed to suppress the immortal’s luck, and here comes another one?

Originally, I wanted to send Heulia to live in Yujingtai, but the housing prices there are really outrageous, so I decided to let her live in Wangsheng Hall for a while first.

Being close to his yard also slightly suppresses his luck.

"If you don't let me live here, why are you cleaning the yard?" Ah Ping looked at me coldly.

He looked towards Heulia, his eyes narrowed slightly, revealing a dangerous light.

"I was like, you're here too?"

"You are here, why can't I be here?"

"Chen Mo and I are good brothers! What are you?"

"Are you still coming after me, good brother?"

"It's not okay to come to him for a drink!"

"Have you been drinking? I'm embarrassed to confront you!"

"..."

Fight! It's better to fight.

What I, Chen Xiaobu, love most in my life is watching girls fight.

Chen Mo nodded slightly, took a step back, and took out a cup of milk tea from his portable cave.

"I have a house in Yujingtai. I can give it to you." A Ping said to Heulia with a sharp look.

"The land of salt is yours to take." Heulia's eyes were gentle and soft.

One hard and the other soft.

"Chen Mo, what do you think?"

"Mo, what do you think?"

Chen Mo was stunned for a moment, then put down the milk tea and said, "I think it's really good."

"..."

Ah Ping came over and grabbed Chen Mo's clothes directly, saying threateningly, "Are you a good brother?"

Heulia hugged Chen Mo's arm, her eyes as gentle as water, "Mo..."

Chen Mo took a deep breath. Wasn't it said that this kind of thing could only be found in the Crystal Palace?

I didn't even move. Isn't this bullying an honest person?

"Cough cough..." Chen Mo coughed twice.

Ah Ping said faintly, "People who cough have kidney deficiency."

Heulia looked at Chen Mo in surprise, Oo Zundu is fake?

Chen Mo's face darkened, feeling the greatest slander ever!!

"When the sun comes out, I bask in the sun; when the moon comes out, I bask in the moon..."

A familiar song was heard, and Chen Mo just happened to see a walnut hopping by.

Chen Mo seemed to have found a savior and shouted from afar: "Hu Tao!"

"Hey! Who dares to shout my name in the Wangsheng Hall?" Hu Tao turned her head and looked at Chen Mo who seemed to be bullied.

Hey! Why is there another woman?

Chen Mo's figure flashed, he broke free from his restraints, came to Hu Tao's side, and asked in a low voice: "Will Hu Tao cry at the grave?"

"Are you serious?"

Walnut tilted his head, looking confused.

Seeing Chen Mo nod, Hu Tao's face showed excitement, and he patted his chest, "Hu Tao, I already know the business of Wangsheng Hall very well. This little trick is easy for me to do..."

"It's like this. An elder I respect very much passed away. I really don't have time to visit him, so I want you to help me cry." Chen Mo whispered.

Hu Tao raised his eyebrows, what a filial son!

"give it to me!"

A smile appeared on Chen Mo's face. It was time to show off his special skills.

His eyes swept over A Ping, and the corners of his mouth curled up wildly.

Good brother, you are blessed!

"Wuuuuuu..." Hu Tao fell to the ground, then raised her tearful face and let out a shrill wail.

Chen Mo silently took out a small bell and started ringing it.

One person rings the bell, the other cries at the grave.

Ping and Heulia's expressions froze for a moment, and they stood there in a daze.

Perfect group control, achieved!

Hearing the two of them singing in unison, A Ping's face suddenly turned ugly, and her cold eyes cut into Chen Mo's body like a knife.

You call this a good brother?!