Genshin Impact: The traitor doesn't even let his senior sister go

Zhongli suddenly felt as if he had returned to a long, long time ago, when he had also gathered with a group of close friends, chatting and laughing.

But as time passed, those friends gradually drifted away, leaving him alone to face the long years.

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The next morning.

Song Yinjian and Shen He walked side by side on a path in the wild. The surroundings were a little desolate, with only the two of them moving slowly forward on the path.

They walked like this for a long time, and the distance between them was getting closer and closer without them noticing, so close that Song Yinjian could even gradually smell the faint refreshing floral fragrance on Shen He's body.

The elegant fragrance, like wisps of smoke, lingered at the tip of his nose, making his heart ripple slightly.

Just when he was feeling a bit distracted, he suddenly heard a voice reciting a poem not far away: "My soul is floating among the green mountains and clear waters, and I am free to fan myself..."

When Song Yinjian heard the sound, he looked and saw a middle-aged scholar holding a folding fan and reciting poetry leisurely in front of an extremely dilapidated fairy temple.

He took the initiative to step forward, and his first words stunned the middle-aged scholar. "Bronze Sparrow Immortal Lord, you are truly free and easy! Your own immortal temple has become so dilapidated, yet you still have the leisure to recite poetry here."

After a brief moment of daze, Tongque couldn't help but laugh out loud: "So you're a disciple of the Immortal Clan. No wonder you recognized me. But you, your aptitude for cultivating immortality is so poor!"

Song Yinjian was speechless. He felt that his poor qualifications would be talked about by others for the rest of his life.

He decisively changed the subject and got down to business: "Yesterday the Emperor came to me, hoping that I could rebuild the temple for you and allow the people to worship you again to ensure that your remaining soul would not dissipate."

When Tongque heard this, his eyes suddenly reddened and he burst into tears of gratitude: "Lord Emperor, he... he has never forgotten me!"

Seeing his moved expression, Song Yinjian couldn't help but say, "My Lord, please don't just be moved. You should be even more grateful to me. After all, I'm the one who's going to be spending all the money and effort!"

But Tongque firmly believed: "If it weren't for the instructions of the Emperor, how could you do this for me?"

Seeing this, Song Yinjian was too lazy to argue, but went to check the current situation of the fairy temple.

Tongque didn't let him go, and kept bragging about Zhongli's great achievements in the past beside him, like a fanatical fan.

After a moment, Song Yinjian couldn't help but frown.

Except for the bronze sparrow stone statue in the middle of this temple, which remains relatively intact, the rest of the temple has become decayed.

Most of the bricks and stones on the wall have fallen off, the wooden structure has been eroded by time and is crumbling, and the roof is full of holes. The sunlight shines through those holes, forming beams of light, illuminating the dust flying in the air.

If it needs to be repaired, it must be completely demolished and rebuilt, but this place is remote and transportation is inconvenient, and the cost of reconstruction will be a very high expense.

He pondered for a long time, then suddenly said, "Bronze Sparrow Immortal Lord, what do you think of Tianheng Mountain?"

Chapter 23: The Immortal Master

Tongque asked with a puzzled look on his face, "Why did you suddenly mention Tianheng Mountain?"

Song Yinjian's lips curled slightly. "I plan to move your temple to Tianheng Mountain. Not only is the scenery there picturesque, it's also less than ten miles away from Liyue Harbor, so you can always see the bustling Liyue Harbor from there."

This last sentence completely moved Tongque. His remaining soul remained in the stone statue for a thousand years just to be able to witness the peaceful and prosperous era of Liyue as described by the Emperor.

So, he responded without hesitation: "I would like to move the temple to Tianheng Mountain."

Afterwards, Song Yinjian asked Tongque a few questions.

At first, Tongque answered the questions quite cooperatively, but the subsequent questions became increasingly strange.

Such as "Have you ever thought about serving Emperor Rock King to bed?" "Have you ever had the urge to touch Emperor Rock King's chest muscles?"

Tongque felt something was wrong, but he still answered all the questions truthfully.

After all, in that era, Emperor Yanwang was deeply respected and worshipped by all immortals. Which immortal didn't want to be closer to the emperor?

After asking these questions, Song Yinjian turned around and left with Shen He.

After returning to his shop, he walked straight to the desk, sat down, took out paper and pen, and immediately began to write furiously, devoting himself to the creation of the novel he had adapted.

For several days, Song Yinjian was like this.

Shen He would occasionally come and pick up the chapter he had just written and read it carefully.

As she read deeper, her expression gradually became a little strange.

The novel tells the story of Tongque who fought for the Rock King during the Demon War and ultimately died heroically.

However, the main part of the novel focuses on the complicated love-hate relationship between Tongque and the Emperor.

The feelings between the two of them have already surpassed the ordinary scope, but secular ethics are like an invisible shackle that binds them tightly.

They can only bury that passionate emotion deep in their hearts, suppressing and restraining it.

Although they were so close and their eyes met, they were unable to express the love and attachment in their hearts.

Finally, when Tongque was dying, in order to prevent the emperor from regretting and suffering, he said some heartless words, and died with endless regret and remorse.

After Shen He finished reading, a look of pity appeared in his eyes. "Why do you have to be so sad?"

Song Yinjian patiently replied, "Only tragedy can make people feel sad and learn to cherish more."

Shen He was silent for a long time after hearing this, and then he said softly: "I don't like this ending."

After saying this, he turned and left.

Seeing this, Song Yinjian hurriedly stood up and said, "Senior Sister, I'll change it! I'll change it right away!"

When Shen He heard this, the corners of her mouth lifted up slightly and she smiled. That smile was like a white lotus blooming on the top of a snow-capped mountain, pure and beautiful. At that moment, it seemed as if all the beauty in the world was condensed on her face, so beautiful that it was breathtaking.

Song Yinjian was stunned for a moment. In his memory, his senior sister had never shown such a touching expression.

That smile penetrated his heart, causing his heartbeat to speed up involuntarily.

Seeing his dazed look, Shen He blushed slightly on her cheeks, and then she hurried away in a panic, leaving Song Yinjian still standing there, savoring the dreamlike scene.

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A few days later, a novel titled "The Master of the Immortal Path" was quietly put on the shelves in bookstores across Liyue.

At first, this novel was like countless unknown martial arts novels, quietly placed in a corner of a bookstore and did not attract much attention.

However, one sunny morning, a young man in a green shirt discovered it by chance.

Just by turning a page, the boy seemed to be attracted by an invisible force and was instantly immersed in it.

If the bookstore owner hadn't reminded him, he would probably have continued reading intently.

The boy paid without hesitation, and then couldn't wait to continue reading.

He liked this novel very much, especially the delicate description of the emotions between Emperor Yanwang and Tongque, which seemed to allow people to experience this hazy beauty firsthand.

At the end of the story, Tongque unfortunately died in the war between demons and gods, but as he died in the arms of the Rock King, he expressed his feelings, "I hope that in the next life, when my hair grows to my waist, will you be willing..."

"willing."

The story ends here, leaving people with endless aftertaste.

The boy loved the novel so much that he recommended it to everyone he knew.

With his active recommendation, the novel first became popular in a small circle, and then spread like wildfire, attracting more and more readers.

Different from previous novels, the main audience of this novel "The Immortal Path Master" is women.

Compared with men, women's emotions are often more delicate and rich, and therefore they can more deeply feel the lingering emotions depicted in the book.

Soon, in the streets and alleys of Liyue, almost every woman had a copy of "The Immortal Path Master" in her hands.

Even Walnut, who was always eccentric and unconventional, was recommended a book, but she was obviously not interested in it. She just thought it was boring because of two grown men dilly-dallying.

So, he casually threw the book to Zhongli who was leisurely sipping tea.

Zhongli took the book and flipped through it casually.

As he read deeper, his expression gradually became a little stiff.

After reading it, he stood up expressionlessly and walked quickly towards the immortal family's etiquette.

At this moment, Song Yinjian obviously had not realized that the crisis had quietly arrived, and was lazily basking in the sun in front of his store.

He had just taken on a business deal with considerable profit, making a small profit, and his own cultivation had also increased by ten points. He had now reached the middle stage of Qi Refining (180/200).

What made him even more ecstatic was that the novel he wrote was even more popular than he had expected.

Many female fans would buy the novel repeatedly after reading it once, causing the sales of the novel to continue to rise.

Correspondingly, the royalties he received have reached an astonishing 20 million Mora. According to this trend, the subsequent royalties are estimated to be as much as 50 million Mora.

In this way, the funds needed to build the Tongque Fairy Temple and hold the ceremony were almost settled.

Chapter 24: The Emperor, the one he likes is actually...

As his thoughts drifted, a strong sense of sleepiness surged into Song Yinjian's heart like a tide, and he prepared to take a nap.

At this moment, a calm figure blocked the sunlight shining on his head.

When Song Yinjian saw the face of the owner of the figure clearly, he suddenly lost all sleepiness.

He quickly jumped up from the recliner and said with a smile on his face, "It's the Emperor. What do you want from me?"

Zhongli's lips curled up into a cold smile, "Do you understand the consequences of plotting against the Rock King?"

Song Yinjian helplessly spread his hands and said with a bitter face, "Emperor, I have no choice. You asked me to restore the people's faith in Tongque, but not a single Mora is willing to come forward. Even if I were more capable, without Mora's help, this matter would be impossible."

Zhongli's tone softened slightly after hearing this. "Even so, you shouldn't do this. I don't have that kind of feelings for Tongque, and besides, I love women."

"Oh? Does the Emperor like Gui Zhong?" Song Yinjian asked with a curious look in his eyes.

When Zhongli heard the name Guizhong, a trace of barely perceptible sadness flashed across the depths of his eyes.

But he quickly regained his composure and replied calmly, "No."

"No? Does the Emperor like Ruo Tuo?" Song Yinjian continued to speculate.

At this moment, Zhongli just wanted to use the big rock pillar to hit this guy.

He gritted his teeth and said, "No."

Seeing his expression was off, Song Yinjian didn't dare to continue his suicidal behavior. Instead, he changed the subject and said, "Emperor, I created this for a reason. The reason the Bronze Sparrow Temple fell into decline is mainly because among the many immortal monarchs who sacrificed their lives, his image was too common and difficult for people to remember."

"So, you did that?"

"Yes, a celestial king who loves to recite poetry, is elegant and gentle will definitely be welcomed by the people."

"But you still arranged the Rock King."

"Then what do you want?"

"From now on, my bills will be sent to Xianjiali."

"Then you will serve as a guest official of the immortal family's etiquette in the future."

"can."

Just like that, a storm disappeared without a trace.

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Another day passed, and Keqing, who had finally found some time, took Song Yinjian to Tianheng Mountain to choose a piece of land for the cemetery.

On the way, Keqing asked with a puzzled look on her face, "Song Yinjian, why do you insist on building a cemetery?"

Song Yinjian's answer was concise and clear: "Because I provide a one-stop funeral service, covering the entire process from coffining to burial, so that the family of the deceased does not have to worry about the deceased's funeral at all."

Keqing came from a prominent family and quickly understood the logic behind it.

With the development of society, the pace of life is constantly accelerating. It is difficult for ordinary people to have so much energy to deal with funeral matters, so one-stop funeral services will inevitably be the trend in the future.

Song Yinjian's construction of a cemetery is equivalent to occupying the key link of the downstream burial industry in advance.

"If you go into business, maybe you can surpass Ningguang." Keqing couldn't help but sigh.

Song Yinjian just smiled and said, "I can't compare with her. She is Tianquan, who is highly regarded by Emperor Yanwang."

Keqing keenly sensed something and said, "From your tone, it seems like you have some opinions about her?"

Song Yinjian answered frankly, "Yes, there are some. As the Celestial Power, she should have shouldered more responsibilities. Look at Liyue today, it's becoming increasingly prosperous, but the people at the bottom of society are still living in the same poverty and destitution as before."

After hearing Song Yinjian's words, Keqing's expression became particularly serious, "As a Yuheng Star, I also have responsibilities."

Song Yinjian casually responded, "Okay, you have a responsibility too."

When Keqing heard this, she felt a surge of resentment in her heart, as she was clearly the one among the Seven Stars who cared the most about civilians.

Without saying a word, she quickened her pace and walked forward angrily.