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

"No!" Song Yinjian blurted out without any hesitation.

When Keqing heard this, she immediately became furious, "I haven't even told you what it is yet!"

Song Yinjian just chuckled. "What could it be? Isn't it just about capturing that Star Lord? Isn't this the responsibility of the Criminal Law Department? What does it have to do with me?"

Keqing was stunned at first, then said helplessly, "Ningguang is currently reorganizing the Criminal Law Department. She fired most of the staff in one fell swoop, leaving the department with only the ability to maintain its daily operations for the time being."

"This kind of thing is of no benefit, it's time-consuming and laborious, and I have a business to run."

Song Yinjian's attitude was very firm. He was too lazy to take on such a rubbish. It would be better for him to send more people away and improve his own cultivation.

At this moment, Shen He, who had been standing quietly for a long time, suddenly spoke softly: "Junior brother, answer it."

Her words were like an imperial decree. After hearing them, Song Yinjian immediately changed his attitude and said without hesitation, "Senior Sister, I'll take it."

Keqing, who was standing by, saw this scene and felt a hint of envy deep in her heart.

Shen He nodded slightly, turned lightly, and walked into the store.

Song Yinjian first led the donkey cart from the back door to the yard of the shop. The donkey was tired and let out a few low moans as soon as it entered the yard.

He fed the stupid donkey enough feed, watched it eat with relish, patted its back, and turned away.

Afterwards, he returned to the store entrance and found Keqing to discuss things.

"Tell me, Master Ke, what have you found out now?" Song Yinjian looked at Keqing with a serious look in his eyes.

Keqing gathered her thoughts and said slowly, "That fellow's real name is Wang Ping'an, from Wangjia Village. He got a talisman from somewhere and called himself the Star-Grabbing God, also known as the Star-Chen God.

He asked his believers to offer money, and based on the amount of money they offered, he divided them into three levels: registered disciples, entry-level disciples, and personal disciples.

Then, the Immortal Ascension Ceremony will be held regularly. Participating in the ceremony will give you a chance to become an Immortal. Disciples of each level will need to offer a corresponding amount of money to participate once."

After hearing the latter part, Song Yinjian immediately thought of Li Daping. This guy must have no money to participate in the ascension ceremony, and chose to commit suicide out of desperation.

Chapter 27 I recognize you as my father

That so-called ascension ceremony was a complete scam. Even if one or two people occasionally "succeeded," they were merely Wang Ping'an's agents, used to deceive those ignorant believers.

"Has the wanted order been issued?" Song Yinjian asked Keqing.

A hint of frustration crossed Keqing's face. "Not yet. This needs to wait for Ningguang's approval."

Song Yinjian was speechless upon hearing this. "Master Ke, if we really have to wait until Ningguang approves it, it will be too late."

Keqing was a little annoyed and stamped her feet. "What can I do? Do you think I should hold a sword to Lady Ningguang's neck and force her to approve it?"

Song Yinjian held his forehead and sighed, "Can't you just go find the Emperor? Have him give Lady Ningguang an order, and that'll be the end of it, right?"

Keqing shook her head firmly. "It's just such a small matter. It's really inappropriate to trouble the Emperor to take action."

Song Yinjian retorted unhappily, "So you have to trouble me with such a small matter, huh?"

Keqing didn't say anything, which was considered as her agreement with Song Yinjian's statement.

Although Song Yinjian was somewhat dissatisfied, he still began to think about how to catch Wang Ping'an.

He walked to his counter, sat down, took out a notebook, wrote down the general course of the case, then found several key points of information and began to analyze them.

Keqing stood aside and watched quietly. She found that when this man was concentrating, he seemed very confident and exuded an irresistible charm.

And she was actually a little dazed for a moment.

After about an hour, Song Yinjian finally stood up from his seat.

He straightened his back and stretched, and with a slight sound of his bones stretching, he felt relaxed all over.

Seeing this, Keqing couldn't wait to step forward and ask, "Have you thought of a solution?"

Song Yinjian nodded confidently, the corners of his mouth curling up slightly. "I do have some ideas, but they still need to be verified. How about this, come back to me tomorrow."

"Okay." Keqing responded briefly and decisively, then turned and left.

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In the evening, Lishui arrived precisely at dinner time, as if he had calculated the time.

What was even more surprising was that Zhongli also came along.

But think about it, as a guest of the immortal family etiquette, it is normal for him to dine in the restaurant.

Song Yinjian was not at all dissatisfied with this, but rather welcomed it. After all, he didn't want to receive a bill from a restaurant.

Not long after, Song Yinjian started busying himself in the kitchen.

Soon, a sumptuous dinner appeared before them. The three of them sat around the table, savoring the delicious dishes while chatting about all sorts of things.

After three rounds of drinks, Song Yinjian looked at Li Shui and asked, "Uncle Master, can a mortal who has not practiced cultivation use Fu Lu?"

Upon hearing this, Li Shui burst into laughter. "My nephew, you've asked the right person! I am the world's most outstanding Master Fu Lu, only slightly inferior to your master.

I remember back then, when this immortal manipulated that unrestrained talisman, in that battle that shocked the heavens and earth and made the gods weep..."

Seeing that he was about to endlessly brag about his glorious deeds in the past, Song Yinjian quickly interrupted him: "Uncle Master, you should tell me the answer first."

Li Shui was a little disappointed at being interrupted, but he still answered seriously, "The Fu Lu is essentially a simple, consumable magical weapon. Although the spiritual energy it requires isn't much, it can't be activated without spiritual energy."

Song Yinjian picked up the wine jug and filled Li Shui's glass. He said calmly, "But I met someone the other day. He obviously hadn't practiced cultivation, but he could still use talismans."

"What?!" Li Shui suddenly raised his voice as if he had heard something out of the ordinary, his eyes widening. "Nephew, you must have seen it wrong! Where in the world can a talisman be activated without spiritual power? If such a thing really exists, this immortal will recognize you as his father right now!"

"Uh... Lishui, I think you'd better take back what you just said." Zhongli, who had been silent until then, suddenly spoke up. "From a common sense perspective, normal talismans in the world do require spiritual power to activate, but if it's a man-made talisman, the situation is different."

Li Shui remained unconvinced after hearing this. He stiffened his neck and said, "Even if this is the case, so what? Forcibly using power that does not belong to you will definitely come at a price. What can a mortal man pay? How can he afford such a price?"

Zhongli's expression remained calm. "Life force. The Fatui of Solstice possess a unique technique that allows them to overdraw a person's life force in exchange for power."

Li Shui was stunned for a moment, but he reacted quickly and waved his hand, saying, "I've drunk too much tonight. All the nonsense I just said doesn't count."

Song Yinjian had no intention of recognizing Li Shui as his adopted son, so he agreed with him and said, "Uncle Master, you're right. I've completely forgotten what we said just now. By the way, let's continue drinking."

As he spoke, he picked up his wine glass, toasted Zhongli and Lishui, and then drank the wine in the glass.

Next, the three of them changed the topic and started talking about other interesting things.

Before I knew it, the moon was already high in the sky, and the silver moonlight was shining on the earth.

Li Shui hummed a cheerful tune and left with a staggering step. His back showed a sense of satisfaction after drinking.

But Zhongli took the initiative to stay.

Song Yinjian tidied everything up quickly and skillfully, and then he carefully brewed a pot of tea for himself and Zhongli.

I saw the hot steam rising and slowly dissipating in the air, and the faint fragrance of tea filled the entire yard.

"Did something happen?" Zhongli looked up at Song Yinjian and asked slowly.

Song Yinjian sighed softly, walked over to sit opposite Zhongli, and then recounted everything he had experienced in the past two days in detail.

Chapter 28 Day by Day, Day by Day

Zhongli listened quietly, then fell into a long period of contemplation. After a long time, he finally sighed softly, and there seemed to be a thousand kinds of helplessness in that sigh.

Song Yinjian picked up the teacup, took a sip, and after setting it down, asked, "Emperor, I have always wondered why you allow the Fatui to stir up trouble in Liyue?"

Zhongli raised his head, his deep eyes gazing at the bright moon in the sky. "Liyue has enjoyed peace for far too long, so much so that many have become immersed in extravagance and debauchery. They've settled into their pleasures and forgotten the importance of being vigilant. The Fatui's existence keeps the people of Liyue on their toes."

When Song Yinjian heard this, he immediately understood Zhongli's good intentions.

A hint of sarcasm played at the corner of his mouth as he said, "However, Your Majesty, you probably didn't expect that Liyue's upper echelons would choose to collude with the Fatui."

Zhongli's expression remained calm as he spoke in a calm tone, "I am truly disappointed by their actions. But I believe there will always be someone who can change this."

"Ningguang and Keqing?" Song Yinjian rested his hand on his chin, frowning slightly in thought. "Ningguang is completely obsessed with pursuing wealth, while Keqing is too rigid and doesn't know how to be flexible. With their personalities, I'm afraid it will be difficult for them to achieve your expectations."

Zhongli's lips curled up slightly, revealing a meaningful smile. "Perhaps the two of them may not completely meet my expectations, but don't I still have you?"

Upon hearing this, Song Yinjian quickly waved his hands, "Emperor, I'm just someone who handles funerals. Matters like this, which concern the fate of Liyue, should be left to them."

Seeing this, Zhongli stopped trying to persuade him. He just picked up the teacup, sniffed the tea fragrance, and sipped it leisurely.

After finishing his cup of tea, he stood up and left in a leisurely manner.

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The next morning, just as the first rays of sunlight shone upon the streets of Liyue, Song Yinjian sleepily opened the door of his shop.

As soon as I opened the door, I saw Keqing who had been waiting there.

Her graceful figure, illuminated by the morning glow, looked like a peerless heroine from a martial arts novel. As soon as she saw Song Yinjian, she couldn't wait to ask, "Song Yinjian, tell me quickly, how can we capture Wang Ping'an?"

Song Yinjian yawned loudly, stretched, and then asked lazily, "Have you had breakfast?"

"I've eaten." Keqing answered decisively.

"Huh, I knew it." Song Yinjian smiled teasingly. "A lady from a prestigious family like you would naturally have someone prepare a delicious breakfast for you in advance. Unlike a poor person like me, I'm still hungry."

The tone of his voice was sarcastic and contained an indescribable sourness.

Upon hearing these sour words, Keqing wanted to rush forward and kick him twice. She said angrily, "Stop talking nonsense here and go have breakfast! If we let Wang Ping'an get away, we won't have any hope of keeping the land in Tianheng Mountain."

Song Yinjian grumbled in dissatisfaction, "Anyone who becomes your subordinate is truly unlucky. You'll tire them to death."

After saying that, he staggered out of the store and headed towards the north of the city.

On the way, Song Yinjian bought soy milk, fried dough sticks and buns from a street stall and ate them while walking.

He looked at Keqing, who was standing next to him with a serious expression, and kindly handed her some food, but Keqing refused it without hesitation.

After he finished eating, Keqing couldn't help but ask, "Where are we going?"

Song Yinjian replied, "No, Bu Lu."

"Why are you going there? Are you feeling too weak and want to buy some tonic to recuperate?" Keqing raised the corners of her mouth slightly with a hint of teasing.

Song Yinjian glanced at her sideways and chuckled, "This disciple of the Immortal Family works day by day, day by day, do I still need to make up for it?"

Keqing was a little unresponsive at first, blinking her eyes. Soon, she understood the hidden meaning behind Song Yinjian's words. Her face flushed red, and she scolded him coquettishly, "Lecher!"

Song Yinjian just shrugged and did not refute.

After all, he was indeed a scoundrel who thought about his two senior sisters and master all day long.

After some time, the two finally arrived at their destination - Bubu Lu.

Qiqi was still doing stretching gymnastics at the door of the store as usual, with her small figure very serious and cute look.

Song Yinjian greeted Qiqi with a smile on his face, then walked to the counter as if he knew the place well, only to see Bai Zhu concentrating on grinding medicine there.

Bai Zhu raised his eyes and saw that it was Song Yinjian. He frowned and said bluntly: "If you have something to say, say it. If not, get out!"

"Hey, Boss Bai Zhu, this is really too much! Look at you, you always speak softly to others, but why are you so rude to me?" Song Yinjian complained aggrievedly.

Bai Zhu curled his lips into a cold smile, "Because as long as you come, nothing good will happen."

At this moment, the little white snake coiled on his shoulder moved slightly, slowly stretched out its small head, and uttered a clear and pleasant girl's voice like a silver bell: "You are even more annoying than Walnut from the Wangsheng Hall!"

"Uncle Changsheng, you're going too far!" Song Yinjian was very dissatisfied and argued loudly, "You know, Hu Tao always comes here and yells about burying Qiqi. How can I be more annoying than her?"

Changsheng said slowly, "Although Hu Tao is a clever girl who always says scary things like she wants to bury Qiqi, she actually likes Qiqi very much.

Besides, that child's mind is as pure as a blank sheet of paper, while you are full of evil intentions, which is not how a disciple of an immortal should behave."

Song Yinjian felt a little embarrassed by what he said, and quickly changed the subject. His expression turned serious as he said, "Keqing and I are here today to catch the deceitful Xingchen Tianjun."

"Capture the Star Lord?" Bai Zhu was puzzled. "But I only have patients here."

Song Yinjian patiently explained, "That guy isn't a cultivator, but he can use something like the Fu Lu that requires spiritual energy to operate."

Changsheng was slightly startled when he heard this. His smart eyes rolled around, as if he had suddenly thought of something crucial. He said, "Anyone who forcibly uses power that does not belong to them will inevitably have to pay a price.

If this Star Lord forcibly controls Fu Lu, the price he will pay will most likely be the consumption of his own vitality.

In this case, in order to maintain his vitality, he will definitely buy some tonics."

Chapter 29 Wang Ping'an

"Uncle Changsheng, you are really smart. You figured out the reason right away." Song Yinjian praised loudly.

Then, he looked at Bai Zhu and said, "Boss Bai Zhu, has anyone been buying some tonic medicines frequently recently?"

Bai Zhu thought for a while and replied, "There is a young man named Wang Zhong who comes here every now and then to buy medicine to replenish qi and blood.