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

But at this moment, he found that Song Yinjian had already slipped away and ran to Tariq's side.

For the sake of the overall situation, she had to give up temporarily and planned to teach him a lesson after it was over.

Tariq led the three of them along a winding path, through the bustling city of Port Ormos, out of the city, and to a remote and desolate place.

He pulled out three green, round cans shaped like corn from his pocket, and then a leaf-like device, explaining, "These three are canned knowledge, and the other is a void terminal."

Then, he taught Song Yinjian step by step how to use the void terminal to read canned knowledge.

After Song Yinjian finished reading the three cans of knowledge, he felt like he was about to break apart.

Because the contents of these three cans of knowledge are "Artificial Insemination of Sows", "Prenatal Care of Sows" and "Postpartum Care of Sows".

Tariq said with a triumphant smile on his face: "Boss Song, pay.

One can of knowledge costs 100 million Mora, a total of 300 million. If you don't have enough money, use your wife and daughter to pay off the debt! "

As he spoke, he looked greedily at Xianyun and Axi.

Song Yinjian's expression instantly turned cold. "For these three pieces of junk, you actually want 300 million Mora!"

Tariq seemed to have anticipated his reaction and said calmly, "Young man, listen to my advice. If you want to get involved in this, you have to bow your head when you need to."

After speaking, he clapped his hands.

Immediately afterwards, several burly men holding sharp blades came out from the hiding places nearby, each of them looking ferocious and malicious.

Seeing this, Song Yinjian just shook his head slightly and sighed, "Your routine is too old, there is nothing new about it.

If it were me, I would send someone pretending to be from the Ministry of Justice to arrest him, and then take the opportunity to blackmail him."

Chapter 166: The House of the Holy Orders

Song Yinjian had actually guessed that the canned knowledge came from the Ministry of Education, so he was not surprised at all.

He narrowed his eyes slightly, a hint of coldness in his gaze, and continued to ask: "Has a group of scholars gone to the desert recently?"

Tariq, with a look of pain on his face, replied honestly, "Yes, they went to Aru Village."

After hearing this, Song Yinjian had a rough idea in his mind.

He turned around and looked at Xianyun, the stern expression on his face softened instantly, "Master, please take Ah Xi away first."

Xianyun glanced at him, said nothing, and took Axi away. Axi was still young, and it would be bad for his body and mind to see too many bloody scenes.

At this moment, Tariq's face was as pale as paper, full of panic, and he said in a trembling voice: "You... didn't you say that you would let me go as long as I answer the questions?"

Song Yinjian's expression was cold and indifferent. "But, you bastard, how dare you covet the woman I love the most!"

After saying that, he stood up, raised the Frost Sword in his hand again, and swung the sword to chop at Tariq's lower body. For a moment, blood gushed out again.

Tariq let out a series of painful screams like a pig being slaughtered.

Xianyun, who had walked dozens of meters away, couldn't help but frown when she heard the voice. She grabbed Axi's hand and quickened her pace.

Tariq soon fainted from the pain and collapsed in a pool of blood.

This made Song Yinjian lose interest in torturing him any further, so he sent him to reunite with his brothers with a bolt of lightning from the sky.

Then he put away the Frost Sword and quickly caught up with Xianyun and Axi.

Xianyun stopped, her face as cold as frost. She looked at Song Yinjian coldly, her eyes filled with anger, "You traitor, I can kill you, but why did you do such a cruel thing?

Acting in this way can easily affect one's character, leading to one falling into the devil's way and ultimately becoming a demon."

Although her voice was as cold as ice, Song Yinjian could hear her concern for him. She was worried that he would fall into the evil path.

He looked sincere and said in a gentle voice, "Master, that person coveted you. For me, this is absolutely intolerable.

If I encounter this kind of thing again, I will follow your instructions, kill it with my sword, and never do such a cruel thing again."

When Xianyun heard that he was acting this way for her sake, most of the anger in her heart immediately dissipated, and her temper eased a little. "It's good that you know."

After saying that, she took Axi's little hand and continued walking forward.

Seeing this, Song Yinjian hurriedly followed, walked to Ah Xi's side, winked at her, and then took her other hand.

The three of them walked hand in hand, side by side. From a distance, they looked like a family of three.

After walking for a while, Ah Xi suddenly raised her head, her big eyes twinkling with a hint of nostalgia, "Master Song, Aunt Xianyun, my parents used to hold my hand like this."

As soon as she finished speaking, Xianyun's fair face was instantly flushed with a light blush. She wanted to let go of his hand, but she felt that children's words were innocent and there was really no need to make such a fuss.

On the other side, Song Yinjian secretly gave Ah Xi a thumbs up.

When Ah Xi saw this, a smile as bright as a flower suddenly blossomed on his little face, and he happily shook the two of them's hands.

Perhaps to deflect from his own embarrassment, Xianyun said, "The Ministry of Justice strictly prohibits the trading of canned knowledge. Why are you selling it privately?"

Song Yinjian replied slowly, "The Council of Magistrates strictly prohibits the trade of canned knowledge in order to monopolize knowledge, and monopolizing knowledge is for the purpose of making money."

Upon hearing this, Xianyun said in disbelief, "The Imperial Academy is the highest institution of learning in the world. How could it have become so deplorable?"

Song Yinjian said calmly, "Knowledge doesn't decay, but people do.

In addition to being an academic institution, the Ministry of Education is also a powerful institution within the Xumi region. The combination of power and scholarship has gradually transformed it into a corrupt academic clique.

After hearing his explanation, Xianyun immediately understood the reason, and at the same time secretly marveled at Song Yinjian's talent.

He always points out the essence of the problem directly.

Over the thousands of years of history, countless people with amazing talents have emerged in Liyue, but compared to him, their brilliance seems very dim.

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After returning to Omos Port, Song Yinjian did not rush to Xumi City. He first found a hotel with a nice environment to stay in, and continued to inquire about news and collect intelligence.

After two days of investigation and collection, he found that the situation was not optimistic.

First of all, one thing that is certain is that the House of Representatives began to implement the "God-making Plan".

Dotore should have borrowed the Heart of God from the Ice Queen and also found a replacement for the Skirmishers.

Secondly, the Congregation of the Church openly cancelled the Flora Festival, but almost no one raised any objections.

Xumi is essentially a godless country. Although there are gods in the country, the people do not believe in them.

The original name of the Flower God Birthday Festival is the Flower God Celebrating the Birthday of the Great Kind Tree King.

In other words, the people not only do not believe in the Small Auspicious Grass King, but they do not even believe in the Great Compassionate Tree King.

The root cause of all this lies in the House of Ordinances.

For hundreds of years, each sage has constantly revised history, attributing many of King Mahavira's deeds and achievements to the sages of the Council of Lords, in order to make the Council of Lords' rule more stable.

Song Yinjian realized that if a ceremony to send off the gods was held, it was likely that only the poor people from the big bazaar would come to participate.

Because Xumi is a place with abundant resources and the people have no worries about food and drink, they simply don't care about the little welfare that we give them.

According to the nature of the system, if the scale of the God-Sending Ceremony is small, the rewarded cultivation points will not be too many.

Thinking of this, Song Yinjian gave up the idea of ​​quickly passing through the Xumi copy.

And if it was a speed run, I wouldn't have such a good opportunity to hook up with my own master.

Chapter 167 The River of Sadness

Order House.

In the office of the great sage Azar, a middle-aged scholar with a haggard and tired face was standing in front of the huge desk with a lonely expression.

He lowered his head slightly, his eyes filled with earnestness and pleading, and pleaded humbly to Azar in front of him: "Great Sage, please don't cut off my research project.

If the project is successful, Xumi will enter the steam age."

"Steam Age?" Azar sat in a comfortable chair, a look of disdain on his face. "Sunil, this outdated and rubbish project should have been canceled long ago. It's a pure waste of the House of Witnesses' resources."

Sunil couldn't help but feel a surge of anger when he heard his contemptuous comments. He raised his head and raised his voice unconsciously. "Great Sage, my steam engine has been improved and can greatly increase production efficiency."

Hazard, however, looked stern and said in a tough tone: "If I say you are trash, you are trash.

What qualifications do you have to argue with a great sage like me? Get out of this office now!

Sunil clenched his fists, but soon, like a deflated ball, he loosened his fists dejectedly.

In the end, I could only turn around in silence and leave the office.

After walking out of the office door, Sunil looked up and found that there were many scholars with similar situations standing outside.

The projects they were working on were inexplicably cut off by the Council of Religious Affairs, and all the resources provided were cancelled.

In addition, they have one thing in common, that is, they have no background.

Sunil sighed softly, then turned and walked out of the church.

Soon, he came out.

The warm sunshine felt warm on his body, making his tired and sad heart feel a little better.

Sunil stood blankly in the empty square of the House of Worship, not knowing where to go for a moment.

He didn't want to go home because once he went back, he would have to face his wife's sad face.

After a long time, Sunil finally took a step and walked towards home.

About half an hour later, he stopped in front of a very dilapidated house.

Sunil stood in front of the door for a long time, then reached out and opened it.

The small room was empty, with almost no furniture, only a pile of books neatly arranged in the corner.

Sunil walked into a bedroom and saw his wife Sonakshi sitting in front of the bed.

Her body was thin and frail, and her skin had a sickly pale color because she hadn't seen the sun for a long time.

She held her daughter's photo tightly in her hand, and her haggard face was already covered with tears.

She had no reaction to Sunil's arrival and was completely immersed in missing her daughter.

Sunil just felt a tightness in his chest.

"Dear, Axi is gone." He whispered to comfort her.

Sonakshi seemed not to hear his words and continued to stare at the photo.

Seeing this, Sunil was so heartbroken that he could hardly breathe.

He stepped forward and pressed close to her body, saying in an almost pleading voice, "Dear, please don't do this. I've already lost Ah Xi, I really can't lose you again."

Sonakshi finally showed some reaction. She turned around slowly with a smile on her face.

This smile made Sunil feel like he saw the sunshine.

However, what she said the next second made him completely despair, "Ah Xi just went out to play, she will come back when she is tired."

Sunil felt as if he was pierced by thousands of arrows, and the pain came over him like an overwhelming wave, drowning him.

At this moment, he wished he could take a knife and stab himself to death.

He hated himself for listening to others and going to Liyue, and he hated himself even more for being careless and letting human traffickers abduct his terminally ill daughter, causing her to die in despair.

Sunil took a deep breath and tried hard to suppress his emotions. As the pillar of this family, he couldn't collapse now.

So, she forced herself to put on a gentle smile and said softly, "Honey, let's go out for a walk. You haven't been out for a long time."

But Sonakshi still didn't react and just stared at the photo of her daughter in her hand.

Sunil gently held her hand.

She didn't resist, but just held the photo with her other hand and refused to let go.

Then, under Sunil's guidance, he walked out of the room he had not left for a long time.

The two walked slowly on the ancient street, like two lifeless mummies, moving mechanically in this world.

Suddenly, Sonakshi stopped and stared at a happy mother and daughter walking towards them.

As she watched, tears began to flow uncontrollably again.

When Sunil saw this scene, his heart ached again.

A moment later, the mother and daughter walked past them, leaving Sunil and Sonakshi still standing there.

Sonakshi gradually stopped crying, but her expression became dull again.