Genshin Impact, I'm Slime

When everyone stepped into Liyue Harbor, the entire port was bathed in bright lights.

The lanterns on both sides of the street cast soft vermilion light on the bluestone slabs, and the shouts of the vendors and the sound of the storyteller's wake-up stick intertwined into one.

Magnificent fireworks continued to rise in the direction of Yujingtai, blooming into various patterns in the night sky to celebrate the success of the Feiyun Chamber of Commerce auction.

"Wow…"

Paimeng's eyes widened, and he pointed with his little hand at the bustling market and Yujing Terrace not far away, "Why is it so lively today?"

The traveler was also a little confused. She had been in Liyue Harbor for so long, and apart from the ceremonies of inviting and sending off the immortals, she had rarely seen such a scene of a city full of people.

At street stalls, vendors were selling strangely shaped masks. The storytellers were crowded with listeners, who seemed to be telling some recent rumors. Even the usually solemn Yujing Terrace was decorated with lights and colors, as if it was a celebration.

“Maybe it’s a warm-up for the Lantern Festival?”

Wendy smiled and plucked the strings, his emerald eyes scanning the crowd thoughtfully. Famas stood beside him, the fireworks reflected in his red pupils, and a faint smile hung on the corner of his mouth.

Tartaglia adjusted the sleeping Tok on his back, the child's warm breath brushing the back of his neck.

Looking at the bustling scene in front of him, a hint of vigilance flashed in the executive officer's blue eyes. After looking around at the crowd, he frowned slightly.

He spotted several Fatui intelligence agents in the dark, staring at the bridge leading to Liyue Harbor, seemingly looking for something.

Given the feud between him and Pantalone, Northland Bank was obviously not an ideal place to accommodate his brother at this moment.

“Maybe there is a place that can answer our questions…”

Tartaglia's voice was particularly clear in the noisy streets. He tilted his head slightly, and his eyes were shining gently under the light, completely different from his usual sharp expression.

"follow me."

The young warrior turned around and walked towards Feiyunpo with steady steps, trying not to wake up the sleeping Tok.

The moonlight was like water, sprinkling on the bluestone-paved street, casting his slender shadow. In the distance, the quaint eaves of the Hall of Rebirth were faintly visible in the lights, and the copper bells hanging on the eaves rang gently in the wind, making crisp tinkling sounds.

That guest official, who was always calm and reliable, would surely not refuse a child's temporary accommodation.

Tartaglia's fingertips unconsciously stroked the medicine bag in his pocket, and there seemed to be a faint scent of medicine lingering on the oil paper.

The medicine prepared by Zhongli himself was bitter but soothing, just like the scent of agarwood that lingered in the Hall of Rebirth all year round, or like an ancient book that had been deposited over the years, which always made people relax unconsciously.

Everyone quickly left the port bridge and walked from Yujingtai to the Wangsheng Hall. The hustle and bustle along the way was dazzling, and from time to time they could hear people from Liyue talking about topics like the Xiao Lantern.

Paimon clutched the corner of her clothes tightly in her hands. Finally, she couldn't help but fly to Famas' side. She hesitated for a moment, but still leaned close to the red-haired boy's ear and lowered her voice very low:

"Hey, Famas... Do you think that Liyue Harbor is a little too busy tonight... a little scary?"

The young boy was playing with a candy figure he had just bought from a roadside stall. He raised his eyebrows when he heard the words, and his red pupils glowed with innocent light under the light.

"Have it?"

Famas took a bite of the candy man nonchalantly, and the sweet sugar threads stretched out thin silver lines around his lips.

"Isn't Liyue Harbor usually this lively?"

The boy casually threw the finished candy stick into the air. The candy stick drew a beautiful arc under the moonlight and fell accurately into a trash can in the distance.

"Little Paimon, sometimes being too nervous can make you miss the fun."

Famas stretched, his red and white hair fluttering in the night wind, but Wendy was nowhere to be seen.

After searching for a while, everyone found that the poet was squeezed in the front row of the storytelling stall, holding the candied haws he had just cheated, and his emerald eyes were shining with childlike excitement.

He was completely immersed in the lively atmosphere unique to Liyue and even hummed an impromptu tune. He had no intention of using the power of the God of Wind to detect any abnormalities.

"A street singer!" Paimon was angry and wanted to fly to Wendy, but was gently held back by the Traveler.

The night wind blew past my ears, bringing the sound of drums and music from the pier celebration. The melody, which should have been cheerful, inexplicably had a hint of incongruity, as if this sudden carnival was just a gorgeous curtain covering up some unknown secret.

In the shadows of the street corners, several figures wearing strange masks flashed by; in the direction of Yujingtai, the rhythm of the fireworks blooming vaguely revealed a certain pattern; even the most ordinary vendors seemed to have difficult-to-decipher code words mixed in their shouting.

The night wind blew through the winding alleys of Feiyunpo, making everyone's clothes rustle.

Tartaglia walked in front, her orange hair glowing softly in the moonlight.

"There's a saying in Liyue Chihuyan, if you want to know what happened in Liyue Harbor," the young warrior tilted his head slightly, a hint of understanding flashing in his eyes, "you can find Mr. Zhongli from Wangsheng Hall."

The crowd passed through the winding alleys and soon arrived at the door of the Wangsheng Hall. The red lanterns in front of the hall swayed gently in the night wind, casting flickering light and shadows. Occasionally, a gust of cold wind blew by, causing the copper bells on the eaves to ring softly, adding a bit of eerie atmosphere to this ancient building.

But those present were not ordinary people. Traveler, FAMAS, Wendy, and even Tartaglia who was carrying Tok, who was not an experienced adventurer? This gloomy atmosphere only added a bit of fun to them.

Only Tartaglia gently turned over the executive officer's coat and carefully wrapped the sleeping Tok on his back.

The dark blue lining was stained with a hint of herbal fragrance, which was the scent left by the medicine made by Zhongli.

"Strange, at this time of day, the ferrywoman should still be on duty."

Tartaglia looked around and saw only a few eternal lamps burning quietly in the empty hall.

"It seems that I can only trouble you to knock on the door."

The traveler nodded, and just as he raised his hand, before he touched the door knocker, he heard the sound of small leather shoes hitting the floor in the hall, mixed with the creaking of the old stairs that could not bear the weight.

The door suddenly opened, and what hit me in the face was the cool smell of dried plum branches and the faint body fragrance of the young girl.

Walnut jumped out of the threshold like a nimble butterfly, her plum-shaped pupils sparkling in the lantern light.

"We have a distinguished guest!" She opened her arms with full energy. "Do you need a full set of funeral services, or a customized afterlife ceremony? Make an appointment now and enjoy a half-price discount for the second tombstone!"

She pulled out a gold-stamped price list from her sleeve like a magician, but her expression instantly wilted when she saw who was coming.

"Ah...it's you guys."

Kurumi curled her lips in disinterest and quickly put the price list back into her sleeve. She leaned lazily against the door frame, and after listening to Tartaglia's request, she waved her hand casually: "Come in, come in, there are plenty of empty rooms anyway."

Although the Fatui have a bad reputation, Tartaglia is a friend recognized by Zhongli Keqing after all, so Hu Tao naturally cannot reject him.

Besides, it’s just a child staying overnight.

Walnut turned around and led everyone into the hall, his wide sleeves fluttering behind him.

"The tea leaves are on the third shelf at the counter. The hot water has just been boiled. If you want to drink some, make some yourself!"

The girl brought out a few cups and a teapot, then seemed to remember something. After glancing at the stairs to the second floor, she leaned close to the traveler's ear and whispered in a low voice, "Mr. Zhongli is studying his newly acquired antiques in his bedroom. You can just go over there. Remember not to touch the celadon vase on his desk, the one that was almost broken this morning."

Kurumi said a few words casually and was about to return to the second floor to do her own thing. However, after seeing FAMAS, her eyes suddenly turned and she had a good idea.

She had already learned from Zhongli about the recent major events in Liyue Harbor. Combined with her own investigation and reasoning, Master Hu had basically guessed the role that FAMAS played in these events.

However, many details still need to be proven.

The girl quickly approached Famas, put her hands behind her back, tilted her head and smiled slyly: "Mr. Famas, are you getting used to living in Liyue recently?"

Without waiting for the other party to answer, she took out a gold-plated letter of appointment from behind her like a magic trick: "Look, our Wangsheng Hall is currently recruiting guest officials! The salary is generous, the work is easy, and you can work with a smart and clever boss like this hall master every day~"

She blinked her eyes and deliberately dragged out her voice, "Most importantly, I can often learn tea art from Mr. Zhongli!"

Famas blinked and was about to speak when Zhongli coughed helplessly from the second floor of the Hall of Rebirth. Hu Tao stuck out her tongue but still waved the letter of appointment without giving up:
"Would you like to consider it? We provide food, accommodation, and a one-stop service for afterlife!" (End of this chapter)