Genshin Impact: Report to the Emperor! Xiao Shen is creating people again

Kong, who had connected with Zhongli and Shen Qianluo, happily started the preparations for the ceremony of sending off the immortals.

In fact, after a fight when they first met, Master Tartaglia tricked him and Paimon into going to Jueyunjian to pray for the immortals.

After climbing up and down with great difficulty, he met various strange immortals one after another, including the young man from Wangshu Inn. He returned to Liyue Harbor and met the legendary Mr. Zhongli again with the introduction of Tartaglia.

He always felt that his journey in Liyue was filled with strange but warm feelings.

in particular……

Some scenes of two-way running in front of me.

"Sir, do you really want to follow the process of sending immortals in previous years? After all, this year is the year when the emperor passed away. This is a rare opportunity. Why don't you let me make some reforms and innovations and add a few wonderful tributes?"

"Emperor Yanwang is also one of the immortals, and this year... Well, in your opinion, how should the ceremony process be changed?"

The boy's pretty face smiled even more, and he looked up at the man with a smile: "My Lord Emperor, you should be most concerned about the people of Liyue, right? Now that a god has suddenly passed away in Liyue, why don't you elect a representative from among the people to write a letter of condolence for my Lord Emperor?"

"Oh, and here, these..." He kept on rambling on and on about the bill, revising the Emperor's version of the Immortal Sending Ceremony. The hair on his head swayed, and when he put down his pen, he handed the messy handwriting to Sora, "Here."

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Paimon leaned over curiously: "Let me see... Is it written on it... a picture?"

"How can it be a picture?" The child opened his eyes wide in surprise. "Paimon, please look carefully. What is written on the paper is clearly easy to understand. Look at each stroke. Isn't it free and unrestrained?"

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Paimon:?

Zhongli looked at the boy, and Shen Qianluo became cheerful again. The curve of his mouth was warm and joyful, seemingly no different from usual. However, the deep scars in the soul are always hidden in the deepest cracks.

Does Shen Qianluo's confidence really come from his inner self-recognition? Does his cheerfulness really come from the relief of his soul?

No one will be able to tell the difference.

So Zhongli pondered for a moment, took the list, and carefully observed it for a moment: "Qianluo wrote this. The pattern here should be a letter of condolence. And here, let me think... it should be Explosive Flame Candy?"

"Not bad, you see." Shen Qianluo smiled and spread out his hands, "Mr. can understand it, so it's definitely not my fault that Paimon can't understand it."

"It's simply because your handwriting is too abstract!" Paimon stomped his feet.jpg

"Why do we need Explosive Flame Candies? And three dozen?" Sora asked.jpg

Shen Qianluo coughed, and shook his head with a serious expression: "One dozen is for the Emperor. I am determined to stuff it into the mouth of our ancestor Fa Tui, so that the Emperor can have a sweet journey. Two dozen is for our hard work in preparing the ceremony. The third dozen... since everyone can't enjoy such a warm delicacy, I will keep it for the time being, the planner of this ceremony~"

"I always feel like it's because you wanted it." Paimon still showed his half-moon eyes, "And stuffing it into the ancestor Fa Tu's mouth... It looks like some kind of prank, doesn't it!?"

After receiving the main quest, Sora, who was lost in thought, ran off to get busy with Paimon, who stomped his feet twice.

Something is wrong, this is very wrong.

Recalling the words he accidentally saw on the stone bench in Ao Zang Mountain, Kong showed a melancholy expression.

"This place is loved by thousands of people"...

This little boy is really a child who was spoiled by the immortals, right? Otherwise, why...

How could it be so despicable!

"So, how do you decide to find a representative?"

After watching the back of the yellow-haired professional errand runner, Zhongli shifted his gaze to Shen Qianluo. Fortunately, he had quietly crossed out the item about digging a big grave for Longlong when he was looking at the list just now... I hope nothing will go wrong.

"Accurate, extensive, and in line with the people's sentiments. Gentle, fair, and reputable..." The child muttered something, and his eyes gradually shifted to Zhongli, "Sir, what do you think of someone in the Hall of Rebirth?"

"Wangsheng Hall?" Zhongli was slightly stunned, and felt that he understood something. "You mean the hall master's child? Well... Wangsheng Hall is in charge of funerals and handles the affairs of sending people to the afterlife all year round. If we choose them as representatives... it is a good idea."

“Yes, yes.” Shen Qianluo stared at him with a faint smile, and said something meaningful, “The Wangsheng Hall has always been fair and just, maintaining the order of the Yin and Yang worlds, and some of the people in the hall are also very prestigious in Liyue.”

Zhongli's eyebrows jumped, and he suddenly realized that things didn't seem simple.

However, the general public opinion still needs to be fully understood. Shen Qianluo took Zhongli around to inquire and roughly listed several representative figures.

Yun Jin, the famous Liyue opera actor, Bai Shu, the master of Bubulu, Yan Fei, the legal consultant, Xiang Ling, the chef of Wanmin Hall, the alchemist lineage represented by Chong Yun, and someone from Wangsheng Hall...

"Let's visit them one by one for now." Shen Qianluo made the decision.

But Zhongli suddenly spoke, his eyes falling on the child: "If you are talking about the right candidate, there is actually another one."