The journey to Teyvat from the Abyss Mage

When Luo Mu and Ying learned the news that the emperor wanted to assassinate him, it was already seven days later. At that time, the two were eating on the terrace of Wangshu Inn and heard the Zhidong merchants at the next table discussing this matter.

"Hey, have you heard? Liyue's Rock God was assassinated!" One of the bearded men, who was dressed in Liyue clothes and looked like he had lived in Liyue for a long time, started the conversation. This sentence surprised Ying and Luomu who were eating.

Especially Luo Mu, he ate the golden shrimp ball in his mouth, and before he had time to chew it, he spat it out in one mouthful.

"Don't waste delicious food!" Paimon complained in a low voice.

The Emperor was assassinated? What was going on? Prince Yan was on strike before I even arrived in Liyue? Wasn't the plot moving too fast?

“Really? Doesn’t that mean Liyue is leaderless now?” another merchant, still wearing his winter robe, asked in surprise.

"Can we take this opportunity to make some more money?"

"Yeah yeah……"

It seems that Liyue's current situation is not much better than Mondstadt. Luomu and Ying looked at each other worriedly.

Just as the two were worried, the cook who came to serve the dishes curled his lips with disdain:

"You two are new to Liyue, right?" Yan Xiao put the almond tofu ordered by Paimeng on the table and said enthusiastically, "Don't worry about having fun in Liyue. Our Prince Yan is not likely to get into trouble."

There was something mysterious about this. Luo Mu raised his eyebrows and asked, "What do you mean, brother?"

"Oh, this girl doesn't know anything." Being called "big brother" by such a young and beautiful "girl", the uncle Yan Xiao was obviously a little flattered. He said complacently: "I don't know since when, from time to time, some ill-intentioned foreigners in Liyue would spread rumors about the 'fall of the Rock King'. Up to now, I don't know how many times the Rock King has fallen."

It has been rumored... From the sound of it, this Rock Prince is even more miserable than Mond's Wind God. What god can bear to die for no reason?

"Uh...Brother, may I ask how this news first spread?" Ying was a little confused as she listened from the side, but at least she figured out a clue and took the opportunity to ask Yan Xiao.

"At the beginning..." Yan Xiao recalled: "You should also know that our Wangshu Inn is still some distance away from the main city of Liyue. The news can easily change as it spreads, so I can't be sure. But I remember a fisherman said that he saw a big black dragon near the coast. When he came back and spread the news, someone said that the big black dragon was the Rock Prince, who fell from the sky and died."

Is that so... Luo Mu frowned and thought, he continued to ask: "Brother, then..."

"Then it was those foreigners who loved to stir up trouble." Yan Xiao sneered, "Those so-called... fools, seeing that the rumor of Lord Yan's death could really cause chaos in Liyue for a while, they started to make up all kinds of rumors, saying Lord Yan's death. Just last month, there was a guy who saw a big rock rolling down from Jueyunjian and insisted that some immortal had fallen. It's really ridiculous."

"That's right," Luo Mu replied with a smile, "Prince Yan and the Liyue Immortals have protected the common people for thousands of years. How can they fall just like that?"

"Isn't that what they said?" Yan Xiao clapped his hands, "But everyone has gotten used to it after hearing it for so long. Now when we hear this kind of news, we just listen to it and forget about it."

"Then why are you guys spreading the rumor so enthusiastically..." Paimon asked in confusion, looking at the diners at the tables around him. Regardless of their nationality, almost all of them were discussing the rumor about the death of Rock Emperor.

"How interesting!" Yan Xiao said as a matter of course: "Besides Liyue, which other country would joke about this kind of thing?" Yan Xiao patted his chest: "We in Liyue can do it!"

Cough, cough, cough... Luo Mu choked on a mouthful of tea and started coughing rapidly. Ying slapped his back hard.

"Thank you for telling me, big brother." Luo Mu, who was coughing and crying, barely raised his head and thanked Yan Xiao. Yan Xiao didn't say much, just said to call him if there was anything, and then went back to the kitchen with a smile. It seemed that Luo Mu and Ying, the two cooperative listeners, made him very happy.

"I didn't expect Liyue to be such a country." Ying handed the handkerchief to Luomu with a smile on her face. Luomu took it and wiped the corners of his mouth and eyes fiercely.

"Indeed," he said with a mixture of laughter and tears, "From what I hear, this Prince Yan must die several times every month in the mouths of his subjects. They are used to it... How many times has this rumor been made up?"

"So... Prince Yan was not actually assassinated, this is just a rumor?" Paimon asked.

"It should be." Luo Mu said, "If Lord Yan was really assassinated, it would be very strange for the Liyue Seven Stars and the immortals to have no reaction to such a big thing. They will definitely search for the suspect in Liyue. At least they will not let us enter so easily."

At the very least, there should be a step of "Emperor assassinated, seal off the scene". Qixing's current quiet attitude actually represents the truth of this matter to a large extent.

Most importantly, when he first arrived at Wangshu Inn, Luo Mu used his powerful elemental perception to find a thin figure at the highest point of the inn. He stood quietly on the eaves, and his short body seemed to contain endless evil spirits.

If even the Great Saint Xiao didn't have any special reaction to this news, then it seemed that this was indeed a rumor. Then there was no need to modify my plan for this trip, I could just continue as planned.

"Oh, right," Luo Mu suddenly remembered something. He searched left and right in his waist bag, and finally took out a pink flower wrapped in small bubbles and handed it carefully to Ying.

"This is……"

"Oh," Luo Mu said casually, but in fact he was very nervous: "When we walked this way before, I saw you were looking at this kind of flower. You must like it very much, so I found one for you nearby. Do you like it?"

Ying looked at the delicate flower bud in her hand for a long time without saying a word.

Uh...did I do something wrong? Single Wang Luomu felt a sharp pain in his heart.

[…I don’t know how to comment. If you are a straight man, you still know how to give her a flower. If you are not a straight man, you only know how to give her a flower.] The system rarely chattered, but the comments were still sharp.

Thank you for making things worse! Luo Mu cursed inwardly.

"Um...thank you. I like it very much." Just when Luo Mu was about to kneel down and kowtow to apologize, Ying finally spoke. Only then did Luo Mu realize with surprise that Ying's snow-white cheeks were tinged with a blush.

Is this... shyness? Luo Mu was shocked.

Luo Mu had obviously forgotten something because of his lack of self-confidence: he himself certainly had no experience in love, but who said that this traveler had experience!

This is a story between two pieces of white paper. The beginning of the two pieces of white paper may be so simple. A small neon flower can draw a pink scratch on one of them. Although there is only one scratch, but... there is a long way to go.

Luo Mu's heart was instantly filled with joy, so he, who was always cautious, did not notice this time a strange Hilichurl mask flashing a faint blue light somewhere in his waist bag.

Somewhere in Liyue, a blond boy was mumbling to himself as passers-by looked on in amazement. He stuffed a portion of roasted tiger fish in his hand into his mouth, chewing it bite by bite with such hatred, as if what he had in his hand was not tiger fish, but some little pervert who dared to abduct his innocent sister.

"Calm down, calm down, he just gave Ying a flower, it's okay, it's okay, it's okay..."

At this moment in the abyss, an abyss apostle was helplessly watching the strange power surging wildly in front of him. He couldn't even use any means to calm down this power.

It seems that the abyss has also felt the anger of its master...