Genshin Impact: Forced to Become a Follower of the Seven Gods

“So…” Ying looked at Su Ming’s dark complexion and said hesitantly, “This Mr. Zhongli…”

Is it an enemy?

Hearing this, Su Ming pursed his lips and shook his head, "Yes... an elder..."

He sat on the sofa beside him with the letter in his hand and pulled out a thin piece of letter paper from the envelope.

The letter paper is made of the finest bamboo pulp paper with gold patterns on the surface and is smoked with spices that smell like glazed lilies. It still retains the fragrance after being kept for several years, which shows how valuable it is.

There was an extremely elegant handwriting on the letter paper, as if Zhongli's character was perfectly displayed between the lines.

[My dear friend Su Ming, I am glad to hear from you.]

The Zhengshuo begins, and the three yangs usher in a new era of good fortune. My little friend has been away for several months and I haven’t heard from him for a long time. I miss him very much.

I would like to offer this humble gift as a token of my congratulations on the New Year. 】

It was just a few words, and the signature was "Zhongli".

The entire letter was just a thin piece of paper, but the font was thick, vigorous and powerful.

Su Ming held the paper in his hand and sighed weakly.

It looks like this is the Lantern Festival of the year when he disappeared...

In just a few words, I said, "Su Ming, you are missing so I can't contact you, but I sent you a reservation service as your New Year's gift..."

Su Ming was silent for a moment, put the letter away, and planned to ask a certain idle god someday under the identity of Su Ming.

Now he has two reservation orders on his back...

but……

Su Ming leaned on the sofa, frowning slightly.

Before he left Liyue, he spent the whole day in Liyue Harbor teasing cats and dogs.

Although his parents seemed to be busy with business, they were actually carrying out various shady tasks. His food and drink were provided by Wanmin Hall throughout the year.

At that time, almost all familiar NPCs or characters that one knew had been harmed by Su Ming, even the Qun Yu Pavilion had sneaked in to cause trouble.

But Zhongli...

Su Ming thought about it carefully, and realized that Zhongli was indeed not doing anything serious every day and was just walking his bird and listening to operas. There was indeed a period of time when he dragged Hu Tao to watch operas, eat meals, and get toys.

But the relationship shouldn't be so deep that we can send a pre-order, right?

Isn't it a bit inappropriate for you to make a reservation when the person has been missing for several months?

Besides, this is still owed to the Wangsheng Hall...

Su Ming rubbed his brows and interrupted his thoughts.

Thinking back to the time before binding to this crappy system, everything happened in the third person. Although it was just like watching a play, Su Ming still felt it was a bit weird.

"Su Ming..." Ying blinked and asked, "Are you okay?"

Wouldn’t her friends be mad about this pre-order?

Hearing this, Su Ming came back to his senses, shook his head and said, "It's okay. Mr. Zhongli is a guest official of the Wangsheng Hall. He is knowledgeable and well-respected. I was taken care of by him for a period of time when I was young."

After hearing Su Ming's explanation, Ying nodded in understanding, but a hint of doubt still flashed in her eyes.

So this Mr. Zhongli might really have an unusual imagination?

As the saying goes, the first time is new, the second time is familiar. Su Ming has fully accepted the pre-order, but can only sigh helplessly.

I thought it was Dada Duck who set a precedent for booking funeral services, but I didn't expect it was Zhongli.

No wonder in the plot, Hu Tao dragged Ying to promote business!

Not surprising at all...

Before Su Ming could get up and go upstairs to digest the food, the door was knocked again.

A girl in green adventurer clothing pushed open the door and looked inside the house cautiously. "Hello, these are letters from Mr. Su Ming."

As she spoke, the girl lifted up a huge package and placed it on the floor inside the house.

Ying widened her eyes and looked at the huge package on the ground in disbelief.

This amount of letters could fill up a large treasure chest, right?

No, no, no, one may not fit.

The girl was panting with exhaustion. "They were all sent from Liyue Harbor. Since I couldn't find them all at the moment, I asked the traveler to deliver the most important letter first. Miss Catherine has just sorted these letters."

Su Ming was speechless. "Okay, I understand. Thank you very much."

As he spoke, Su Ming took out a bag of Mora and handed it to the girl.

The girl waved her hands repeatedly, "It's okay, the reward has been paid."

After the girl left, the three men's eyes fell on the big package.

Su Ming stepped forward and opened the package.

Inside the package were letters, which, judging by the traces, must have been accumulated over the years.

The envelopes were printed with a unique plum blossom mark, which clearly showed that they all came from the Wangsheng Hall.

Su Ming pulled out a letter, and his face darkened at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Ying leaned forward to take a look, and instantly her vision went dark.

There were only a few words on the elegant-looking piece of letter paper. It was said to be a greeting, but Ying felt that it was a curse.

A woman wrote six large characters on the letter paper in her thin but powerful handwriting.

[Su Ming, are you dead? ]

Su Ming took out another letter with a gloomy face and opened it.

[Hey Su Ming, are you dead today? ]

Pump again!

[Su Ming Su Ming! When will you die! ]

Pump again!

[Su Ming, leave your funeral to me. I am looking forward to giving you an unforgettable funeral. Please tell me when you die~]

……

Two hours later, Su Ming sat in a room full of stationery, his face filled with a look of despair.

Paimon pounced on a pile of identical letter papers, with a few fluttering papers on his head, and his expression was also speechless.

"So..." Paimon tilted his head in confusion, "This Hall Master Hu..."

Is it the person from Wangshengtang who is urging for the order?

Why do I feel like this Hall Master Hu would be able to show off his skills if he were to go and collect debts?

Hearing this, Su Ming came back to his senses, found a box and put the letters in it one by one, "No, she just..."

I'm just a little keen on burying people.

Even if the person to be buried is her childhood friend, even if this person does not want to die for the time being...

After a while, Su Ming packed up the letters and sighed helplessly.

He now felt that Adonis's and Tartaglia's addresses would also receive such death-threatening letters...

It seems that Hu Tao's expectation for the death penalty is stronger than his expectation for the small guarantee to be correct.

After thinking for a moment, Su Ming took out a piece of letter paper and spread it on the table.

On the side, Paimon blinked and said, "This stationery looks very expensive..."

Not only this piece of letter paper, but also the letter paper sent by Mr. Zhongli, who has a unique idea, seems to be very expensive.

The legendary letter from Master Hu of the Wangsheng Hall was also very expensive...

Su Ming picked up his pen and wrote the letter with a heavy heart.

Mr. Zhongli, please accept my praise...

Send a message to Zhongli saying that he will be going back to Liyue to cause trouble for others and ask him not to be surprised.

As for walnuts?

What letter are you sending!

No send!

Su Ming quickly wrote a letter, folded it and stuffed it into an envelope. He looked at Ying who was standing beside him and said, "I ask you to give this letter to the Adventurer's Association to register. I hope it can be delivered before we arrive in Liyue."

Hearing this, Paimon sighed regretfully.

Yes, they have to stay in Mond for a while, otherwise Ying could take over this commission!