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

After Ying had eaten, she got up and found a quiet and sunny place not far outside the house, spread out a blanket and lay down.

The warm sunlight in the early morning shone gently on her body, making her feel very comfortable and relaxed, and she fell asleep quickly.

She had a very strange dream.

In the dream, she was looking for Song Yinjian everywhere, and finally found him in a place where flowers were blooming, but discovered that he was holding Shen He tightly in his arms.

"Maybe I came at the wrong time."

"No, you came just in time."

Chapter 85 In My World, You Are the Protagonist

When Ying woke up from her sleep, it was already noon. The dazzling sunlight, with a hint of scorching heat, poured down on the earth.

She stretched, then woke up Paimeng who was sleeping beside her. The two of them tidied their clothes and walked towards the mourning hall.

When we were about to reach the mourning hall, we saw that it was crowded with people.

However, these people did not come to pay tribute to the deceased, but stood at the door of the mourning hall, their faces red and their necks thick, constantly insulting with all kinds of dirty and harsh words.

They were all children and relatives of the deceased, as the funeral almost bankrupted them.

There was no place to vent the resentment and dissatisfaction in my heart, so I poured it all out here.

Song Yinjian sat beside the ice coffin, looking calm and composed. From time to time, he picked up the teacup and took a sip of tea, completely ignoring the scolding of those people.

After a while, he looked up at the sun hanging high outside. Seeing that it was almost time, he put down the tea in his hand, stood up suddenly, and shouted, "Silence!"

Everyone present was startled by the sudden shout. The originally noisy mourning hall suddenly became quiet, and everyone's eyes were cast on Song Yinjian.

Song Yinjian stood up from his seat and said calmly, "The person is already dead. There's no point in scolding him. Why don't you all go back and have a good rest?"

As soon as he finished speaking, a mean-looking woman stood up with a look of dissatisfaction on her face. She pointed her finger at Song Yinjian and said sharply, "What does it have to do with you if we want to scold you? This old man is dead and still trying to implicate us."

"That's right, this old guy insisted on doing some business and lost all our family fortune. Otherwise, how could we live so miserably!" Another woman echoed.

Seeing this, others also started talking at once. For a moment, the entrance of the mourning hall became noisy again, with all kinds of accusations and complaints heard.

Song Yinjian frowned, a wave of annoyance welling up in his heart. He shouted again, "All of you, get out of here! Otherwise, I'll send your father back to your house! I'm done with this business."

As soon as these words were spoken, the faces of everyone present instantly became terrified.

They all knew that the old man's body was extremely decayed, and they shuddered at the thought of the bad luck that would come if the body, emitting a foul odor, was sent to their home.

So everyone turned around and fled the mourning hall in a panic, fearing that they would be a step too slow.

After a moment, the mourning hall, which was originally as noisy as a vegetable market, suddenly became quiet, leaving only Song Yinjian, Ying and Paimeng who was still standing there in a daze.

Ying, who was standing at the door, witnessed the whole process and thought that Song Yinjian was really handsome.

If it were me, I probably wouldn't be able to handle such a troublesome situation.

Next, Song Yinjian took Ying to build a fire in the open space outside the house.

According to the funeral process, there should have been a formal farewell ceremony, but the deceased's relatives had already greeted him in a "friendly" way, so there was no need to say goodbye.

As the flames rose, the old man's body gradually turned into gray ashes under the burning fire.

Soon, the cremation was over, and Song Yinjian gently and solemnly placed the old man's ashes into an exquisite urn.

Afterwards, he took the urn to the Tianheng Mountain Cemetery, carefully selected a location with good feng shui in the cemetery, and buried the urn there.

This funeral full of twists and turns and disputes came to an end.

As for whether this old man is unfortunate or deserves it, it has nothing to do with me.

He fulfilled his duties as a funeral practitioner, earned the corresponding Mora, and also received the system's cultivation rewards.

After returning, Song Yinjian settled Ying's wages for the day, a full 50,000 Mora.

Ying was very excited when she received her salary.

You know, in the past, she could only get a commission of 20,000 to 30,000 Mora for completing a commission task with great effort.

Now, just by staying up late at night to burn some paper and doing some relatively easy odd jobs, he can earn almost twice as much Mora as before.

If she didn't have to look for her brother, she would have wanted to stay here and work for the day.

In the next few days, Ying stayed in the Xianjia Etiquette Shop.

When there was work to do, she would follow Song Yinjian, doing various small jobs diligently and keeping watch at night to burn paper.

When there was no work, I would learn to make paper flowers and paper figures with the children who often came to the store to play.

Ying has a strong learning ability. After only two days of learning, she was able to make a lifelike paper Paimon.

Just like that, before anyone knew it, the day of the Seven Stars Immortals Ceremony had arrived.

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In the early morning, the courtyard of the Xianjia Etiquette Shop was quiet and peaceful.

Song Yinjian and others, who had just finished breakfast, sat around the dining table, basking in the soft morning light, leisurely savoring the fragrant Jueyun Fairy Tea.

The fragrance of tea rises and lingers in the air, adding a touch of elegance to this morning.

"Boss Song, are you really not going to ask Xian Dianyi to take a look?" Ying's eyes were full of anticipation.

Song Yinjian shrugged and replied, "I don't need to listen to the Emperor's oracle to adjust my business direction."

Ying thought about it carefully and had to admit that what he said made sense.

For those in the funeral business, their business doesn't seem to be much affected by the Emperor's oracle, so there's really no need to join in the fun.

A look of regret appeared on her face, and she said, "Boss Song, after today, I will no longer be working here as a summer intern."

Song Yinjian smiled faintly and said, "In that case, I wish you to find your brother soon. Of course, you're always welcome here."

Ying nodded vigorously. "Thank you. Boss Song, Fairy Shenhe, then we'll say goodbye and see you later."

After saying this, she took a deep look at the courtyard, then turned and left with Paimon.

Shortly after she left, Shen He suddenly spoke coldly, "You are very good to her."

Song Yinjian's heart tightened, and he quickly explained, "Senior Sister, she is the protagonist of this world. I just want to maintain a friendly relationship with her."

After listening to his explanation, Shen He lowered his head slightly, pondered for a long time, then raised his head and said very seriously: "In my world, you are the protagonist!" As soon as Shen He's wife finished speaking, Song Yinjian's blood bar instantly dropped to zero.

Chapter 86: The Prelude to the Immortal Invitation Ceremony

Ying brought Paimeng and followed the crowded crowd towards Yujingtai.

When they were almost at Yujing Terrace, Paimeng, who was leading the way, suddenly turned around with a look of worry on his face and said, "Traveler, for some reason, I have a bad feeling. I feel like something is going to happen today."

After she said this, Ying also vaguely felt that something was wrong.

The atmosphere of this ceremony of inviting the immortals seemed a little strange.

According to common sense, everyone should be enthusiastically discussing the oracle that the Emperor is about to issue.

However, at this time, many people in the crowd remained silent and had serious expressions.

However, Ying did not think too much about this issue. In her opinion, no one would dare to act rashly in front of the Rock King.

Soon, pushed by the crowd, they finally arrived at the square of Yujingtai.

Many people who came to watch the ceremony of inviting the immortals had already gathered around the square, waiting for the ceremony to begin.

In the center stands an ancient and solemn incense burner, which is about half a person's height and exudes an ancient and mysterious atmosphere.

Around the incense burner, there are all kinds of precious and gorgeous offerings.

The Qianyan Army, armed with spears, stood tall and patrolled back and forth, maintaining order at the scene.

Ying squeezed through the crowd and after some effort, finally managed to squeeze to the front row.

She planned to wait until the ceremony of inviting the immortals was over, and then go forward to see Emperor Yanwang to ask him about the news about her brother.

On a high pavilion not far away, Rosaline and Zhiyi sat outside the window, overlooking the Yujing Terrace below.

"My lady, it seems my foolish brother has decided to take the risk."

Zhiyi stood aside, carefully observing the various strange things in the crowd, and then spoke.

Rosalyn raised her chin slightly and glanced at the bustling crowd below. Her eyes were full of contempt as she said coldly, "To think someone would actually be moved by his ridiculous words is so stupid!"

Zhiyi crossed his arms and analyzed seriously, "Those people should be the remnants of the dismissed Seven Stars. Only they would take such a risk.

If they really take action, it will be a better opportunity for us."

Rosalyn smiled, and a hint of sarcasm flashed quietly in the depths of her eyes.

He thought he was the standard-bearer hidden behind the scenes, but he never imagined that he had already been someone else's pawn.

As the sun was about to rise to noon, Ningguang's elegant and noble figure appeared in front of everyone.

She was dressed in gorgeous clothes, with an extraordinary temperament, and her every move showed majesty and charm.

The other seven stars followed behind her.

When the people saw them coming, they consciously made way to the sides to make way for the center of the square, and their eyes were full of respect and admiration when they looked at them.

In the crowd, Gan Wei stared intently at Ningguang, his gaze burning with fervent desire, and he thought to himself, "He can replace her!"

Ningguang walked to the incense burner with light and steady steps, then raised her head and looked around at the crowd with a majestic gaze.

When her eyes swept over certain people, they lowered their heads unconsciously, trying to avoid her attention.

However, they do not realize that such actions only make them more exposed.

Ningguang calmly memorized the faces of those people one by one.

Then, she raised her voice and announced, "The auspicious time has arrived. In the name of Heavenly Authority, I declare that the Seven Stars Invitation Ceremony has officially begun."

As soon as the words fell, the whole square fell silent.

Those who had quietly lowered their heads just now now involuntarily clenched the daggers hidden in their sleeves. Their palms were full of sweat, and their eyes were filled with tension and determination.

Ningguang's expression was solemn. Under the control of her powerful will, yellow rock particles appeared from thin air, swirling and dancing around her body. The dazzling light reflected on her face, adding a touch of mysterious and sacred aura. She seemed to be a goddess descending into the world, and everyone could not help but be impressed by her extraordinary grace.

Ningguang slowly raised her slender white hand and waved it gently. The rock element particles seemed to have heard the call of their master and rushed towards the incense burner in the center in an orderly manner.

In an instant, the light in the incense burner became brighter, and then a golden beam of light shot up into the sky like a sharp sword, majestic and straight into the clouds. The dazzling light almost illuminated the entire sky, as if opening up a brilliant passage for the Emperor's arrival.

According to the rhythm of the previous ceremonies to invite the immortals, the next thing should be that the immortal body of Emperor Rock King descends to the mortal world and announces this year's oracle.

At this time, Gan Wei and others had already held their breath and prepared for the assassination.

Zhiyi also brought his carefully arranged personnel and quietly entered Yujingtai while everyone's attention was attracted by the light column, waiting for an opportunity to act.

However, what happened the next second shocked everyone present.

The originally clear sky suddenly changed, dark clouds quickly gathered together, covering the entire sky tightly, and the sky became dark.

Suddenly, a loud thunder sounded, making people's hearts tremble violently.

Then, a huge creature, half dragon and half scale, fell from the sky and slammed heavily on the place where the sacrifices were placed, making a dull and loud "bang" sound.

Ningguang was briefly stunned before quickly recovering. She acted decisively, barking out orders: "The Emperor has been assassinated. The Thousand Rock Army must immediately seal off the venue. No one is allowed to leave until their identities are verified."

After hearing this order, Gan Wei was stunned at first, and then he quickly came to his senses. At this moment, it was as if ten thousand horses were galloping in his heart.

If the Qianyan Army really finds out their identities, it will be like yellow mud falling into your crotch, and it will be shit if not shit.

He simply made up his mind and gave orders to the people he had arranged in advance, deciding to continue according to the original plan and fight to the death.

Just like that, when the people were still in shock and had not yet fully reacted, several killers with black cloth on their faces, revealing only a pair of fierce eyes, quickly took out daggers flashing with cold light from their sleeves and stabbed towards Tian Shu who was standing behind Ningguang.

"How dare you!" Keqing snorted coldly, and a dragon roar appeared in the box in her hand, turning into a purple thunder and rushing forward.

Chapter 87: Inviting the Immortal Ceremony

In the center of the square, Keqing brandished the Dragon Roar in the Box, which emitted a faint purple light, and blocked the killers' fierce attacks one after another.

The killers failed to capture the city after a long time and gradually began to think of retreating. They looked at each other and planned to find an opportunity to escape.

However, at this moment, Gan Wei, his face covered with a black cloth, rushed over with a dagger in hand, and shouted resolutely: "We have no way out! The only way is to fight to the death, and maybe we can find a way out!"

After hearing this, the killers were shocked, knowing that they had committed a heinous crime today, so they gritted their teeth and fought back with all their might.

For a moment, the battlefield fell into a tense state.