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

If he hadn't rescued me, I would have been buried long ago.

After about an hour's journey, they finally arrived at the foot of Tianheng Mountain.

Due to the slow marching speed, it is now at the back of the team.

What comes into view is a majestic and towering temple, with wisps of incense rising up and melodious bells echoing in the ears from time to time.

On an open field not far from the temple stood a beautifully decorated stage, with what seemed to be many makeshift shops on both sides of the stage.

When Gou Saner and his father stepped into the vermilion gate of the temple, the receptionist at the door came forward to inform them that the ceremony of placing the bronze sparrow statue had ended and the remaining ceremonies would be held on the stage in the afternoon.

They did not go straight to the stage to wait, but chose to continue walking inside, intending to worship the True Lord of Bronze Sparrow and pray for his blessing.

After walking a short distance forward, you can see stone tablets engraved with words.

Gou Saner walked to a stone tablet and found that it was engraved with the glorious deeds of Lord Tongque who went in and out seven times during the war between demons and gods.

After reading it, he couldn't help but feel deep admiration for Master Tongque.

Originally, Gou Saner wanted to see the words engraved on other stone tablets, but when he looked around, he saw that almost every stone tablet was surrounded by people. Helplessly, he had to continue walking forward with his father.

Beyond the stone tablet, there is a huge banyan tree in front, with many small wooden plaques with wishes written on them hanging on its branches.

There is a sign under the tree, which explains that this tree is called the Wishing Tree. As long as you write your wish on the wooden sign and hang it up, there is a chance that it will be fulfilled by the Lord of Bronze Sparrow.

At this time, there were many people around holding small wooden signs and writing down their wishes on them.

These small wooden plaques are sold by staff wearing black robes. Each wooden plaque costs only one hundred Mora. If someone is not good at writing, they can ask them to help write down their wishes.

After a little thought, Gou Saner spent a hundred Mora to ask someone to write a wish for his father to live a hundred years, and then hung it up carefully.

This action moved his father so much that his eyes became slightly red.

Walking past the wishing tree, an ancient-style fortune bell appears before your eyes. It is said that the louder you ring it, the more wealth you will gain.

However, a bell-ringing fee of one hundred Mora is required for each ring.

This made Gou Saner feel uncomfortable, and he felt that the temple was a bit materialistic and utilitarian.

He decisively pulled his father away.

After the Fortune Bell, another auspicious furnace appeared before the eyes. The furnace was now filled with densely packed incense sticks, with almost no space left for inserting incense sticks.

There was a person selling tribute incense nearby, each stick costing one thousand Mora, which was exactly twice as expensive as the market price outside.

However, there is also free incense available here, but its quality is much inferior to that of those purchased with money.

Seeing this, Gou Saner's original materialistic view of the temple disappeared without a trace.

After all, even the cheapest incense costs money. The fees previously charged by the Tongque Temple must have been used to purchase and supply items such as incense and candles.

He and his father each received a free stick of incense. After lighting it, they found a small space in the censer and inserted the incense firmly.

Afterwards, a magnificent and solemn Bronze Sparrow Palace stood before the eyes. Even though it was a hundred meters away from the statue, the majesty of the statue could be clearly seen.

Seeing this, Gou Saner couldn't help but feel awe.

He and his father knelt down and kowtowed before the statue with great piety and respect before getting up and leaving.

When we walked out of Tongque Temple, it was already noon. There were many stalls selling snacks in front of the temple. The tempting aroma of various foods stimulated people's taste buds.

Among the stalls, Gou San'er spotted a familiar figure. Suddenly, his heart was filled with emotion. He slowly walked forward and said softly, "Su Erniang, give me two servings of moor meat."

Hearing the sound, Su Erniang looked up at Gou San'er, her hands on her hips, and said angrily, "Where have you been all this time? How come I can't even see you?"

Gou San'er seemed to have a thousand words in his heart that he wanted to say, but he swallowed them back when they reached his lips, and simply responded: "I went on a long trip."

Su Erniang deftly filled his bowl with moor meat while grumbling, "Couldn't you have told me before you left?"

"I'm sorry." Gou Saner responded in a low voice.

Su Erniang stuffed two portions of moorish meat into his hands, her tone a little softer than before, "If you have time in the future, come and sit with me."

As she said this, her originally fair face flushed slightly.

Gou Saner did not answer, but silently left the meal money and turned away in a hurry.

He was not an ignorant person, so how could he not understand Su Erniang's intentions?

But for a poor person like him who lives at the bottom of society, a disease almost leads to the destruction of his family. In such a situation, how can he dare to have any other extravagant hopes?

At this moment, he prayed to God with great piety in his heart, asking him to change the world!

After eating the Moorish meat, Gou Saner brought his father to the stage.

At this time, the ground near the stage was full of people, so Gou Saner and his father had to sit on the ground a little further back, and behind them, more people continued to come and take their seats.

After a moment, Gou Saner subconsciously looked back and saw a crowd of people. The dense crowd spread out and there was no end in sight.

He secretly compared the numbers in his mind and felt that there were more people on the streets at this moment than during the Lantern Festival.

Song Yinjian, who was standing behind the stage, was shocked when he saw the dense crowd of people like a tide.

He originally thought that Keqing's estimate of 100,000 people was an overestimate, but the scene before him now showed that it was actually a far underestimate.

How can there be only 100,000 people here?

I'm afraid there are more than 200,000 people!

This huge scale is equivalent to half of the people in Liyue Harbor coming out in full force.

At this moment, Song Yinjian was secretly glad that he had made preparations in advance.

Soon, with the sound of fireworks and firecrackers, this grand ceremony of sending off the immortals officially kicked off!

Chapter 69 Live Sales

Under the expectant gazes of the crowd, Song Yinjian walked steadily towards the microphone in the center of the stage, his expression calm and composed, and he said loudly: "Hello everyone, I am Song Yinjian, the direct disciple of True Lord Liuyun Jiefeng. I am very happy to be the host of this Immortal Sending Ceremony.

Next, there will be various wonderful performances and extremely generous benefits for everyone."

He paused briefly, then raised his voice. "First of all, we are deeply honored to have invited the renowned Immortal Lord Lishui Dieshan to attend this Immortal Sending Ceremony. Let us welcome him with the warmest and most sincere applause."

As soon as he finished speaking, thunderous applause broke out from the audience below the stage.

Li Shui, dressed in a black and yellow Taoist robe, came gracefully from the distant sky and slowly landed on the stage. His posture was graceful, and his immortal style and bearing were fully revealed, showing the extraordinary style and demeanor of an immortal.

The audience couldn't help but feel admiration and respect for him when they saw how elegant and refined he was.

"Uncle Master Lishui, thank you very much for coming," Song Yinjian said politely. Lishui waved his hand slightly and said calmly, "No need to be so polite. Master Tongque and I are close friends. I will naturally participate in his ceremonial ceremony to send off the immortal."

Song Yinjian said with a smile, "Master Lishui, as the saying goes, meeting an immortal is a rare opportunity.

Since this is an opportunity, it must be an auspicious sign, so shouldn't you show some appreciation and show some favor?"

As soon as these words were spoken, the audience all turned their gazes to Li Shui, with a fiery light flashing in their eyes, as if they were longing for something.

Li Shui saw this and shook his head slightly, a helpless look on his face. He sighed and said, "It is unfortunate for me to have a nephew like you.

Since you have spoken for the audience, I will have to show some mercy."

After he finished speaking, he waved his hand, as if stirring up the heaven and earth.

In an instant, the clouds in the sky surged like surging waves, and a moment later, a fine drizzle as fine as silk and like a gentle rain fell down.

The raindrops fell lightly on everyone, and they felt a refreshing coolness that instantly spread throughout their bodies. All the fatigue and heat in their bodies were swept away, and they felt comfortable and relaxed all over, which was indescribably comfortable.

Gou Saner and his father were immersed in the refreshing and pleasant drizzle, enjoying this God-given comfort to the fullest.

Inadvertently, they saw someone not far away raising his head, opening his mouth wide, sticking out his tongue, to greet the raindrops falling from the sky.

The two of them hurriedly followed suit.

After a while, the rain stopped and the clouds dispersed, and the sky became clear again.

The audience in the audience kowtowed to Li Shui, expressing their gratitude for his blessing.

After the audience finished their kowtow, Song Yinjian shamelessly said, "Master Lishui, I would like to ask for more grace."

Li Shui couldn't help but frown when he heard this, and flicked his sleeves lightly with a bit of displeasure, "Don't be so greedy!"

Song Yinjian still pleaded relentlessly, "Master Lishui, is it really impossible?"

Li Shui hesitated for a moment, then showed an awkward look before slowly saying, "Actually, it's not completely impossible.

This immortal can refine some immortal dew, but it requires spending money to purchase some immortal materials, so..."

Song Yinjian quickly interjected, "Uncle Master, I understand. I'll pay for the purchase of the immortal materials, and then sell them to the people of Liyue at cost price. I promise you, I won't make a single cent more than I paid."

Li Shui pondered for a moment, then reached out and gently patted his shoulder, saying helplessly, "Well, I'll do as you say."

As soon as he finished speaking, he disappeared from the stage in a flash.

Song Yinjian was speechless. According to the original plan, there was going to be an exciting bargaining session between the two of them.

He had no choice but to face the audience and announce loudly, "Everyone, after the performance, there will be bottles of Xianlin for sale on both sides of the stage.

Although this Xianlin can't cure all diseases, it has the wonderful effect of strengthening the body and nourishing the skin. The price of one bottle is one thousand Mora, and each person is limited to one bottle. Quantity is limited, first come first served."

When the audience heard this, they were immediately excited and wanted to buy it immediately.

In the distance, as soon as Li Shui appeared in front of the immortals, he was immediately subjected to a barrage of ridicule and mockery from Liu Yun.

"Lishui, when did you become Tongque's best friend?

And the blessing that has been bestowed upon us is nothing more than a little nectar mixed into the mountain spring water.

Why would you need to spend money to buy ingredients for your elixir? Aren't they all freshly picked?"

After hearing this, Li Shui was furious and said angrily, "Isn't this all the idea of ​​your beloved disciple?

If it weren't for your disciple, how could I be so shameless? "

"Humph! In the final analysis, it's you who are obsessed with building a temple for yourself." Liu Yun said mercilessly.

Li Shui's thoughts hit the nail on the head, so he simply turned his head away and said in a muffled voice, "I don't bother to argue with you."

Seeing him like this, Liu Yun didn't say much.

After all, the magnificent temple and the offerings of incense from all people are temptations that any immortal king would find hard to resist. Even she herself couldn't help but feel a little envious deep in her heart.

Just as she was about to continue watching the performance, True Lord Xueyue Zhuyang quietly moved to her side and said in a low voice, "True Lord Liuyun, I also have a friend who longs to own a temple like this. Not only can he sell goods on site, he can even display his talents to add to the fun."

Liu Yun was about to respond when Xiao suddenly appeared in front of her and said in a very serious tone, "Song Yinjian has agreed to build the Yaksha Temple."

Upon hearing this, Xie Yue could only say with a hint of regret, "In that case, my friend will have to wait patiently for a while longer."

Chapter 70 I Say a Number

On the stage, Yun Jin appeared gracefully in an exquisite and gorgeous costume.

With her melodious and lingering singing voice, coupled with her delicate and meticulous performance, she vividly displayed the unique charm of Liyue's traditional culture to everyone.

All the audiences were immersed in the wonderful music of the opera.

Song Yinjian originally didn't have much interest in opera, but when he saw Yun Jin's wonderful performance, he was deeply impressed.

Soon, the song ended.

In an instant, there was a torrent of applause and cheers from the audience.

Song Yinjian walked steadily to Yun Jin's side, smiling sincerely, "Mr. Yun, your performance was truly wonderful."

Yun Jin nodded slightly and replied with a hint of restraint, "Not bad."

Song Yinjian's smile widened as he continued, "Just now, while you were performing, I happened to notice that you were wearing an extremely delicate and beautiful bracelet on your wrist. Could you please let us feast our eyes on it?"

Upon hearing this, Yun Jin gently stretched out her jade-white wrist, revealing the bracelet made of warm green jade to everyone.

At the same time, according to the pre-planned lines, he said: "I bought this bracelet at Feiyun Chamber of Commerce a few days ago."

Upon hearing this, Song Yinjian's face immediately showed a mixture of surprise and joy. "That's great! Feiyun Chamber of Commerce is planning to sell goods here. Let me ask later if they sell this bracelet."

"Have!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a young man shouted from the stage: "I am Xingchun, the eldest son of Feiyun Chamber of Commerce. After the performance, you can come and buy."

After hearing this, many female audience members secretly made up their minds to buy it as soon as the performance was over.

On the stage, Song Yinjian faced Yun Jin and asked softly, "Mr. Yun, I wonder how many Mora did you spend on this bracelet?"

Yun Jin lowered his head slightly, looking a little uneasy, and muttered softly, "Ten... one hundred thousand Mora."

As soon as the words came out of her mouth, a faint blush instantly appeared on her fair face, like the clouds in the sky.