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

Yujingtai.

The house that originally belonged to Lord Maocai has changed hands. Kavi has been learning from the Liyue designer for a long time. The two discussed demolishing the entire house and rebuilding it, but Su Ming didn't seem to have any intention of moving in.

Ying followed Xingqiu with a confused look on her face, wondering, "Isn't this Su Ming's house?"

She remembered very clearly that Su Ming had made Mr. Maocai encounter a mysterious wall here.

later……

Later, Mr. Maocai was cut into countless pieces by the doctor.

Xingqiu nodded and walked around the corridor. "It's from Brother Su Ming, but my father has borrowed this place today. Please come in."

Xingqiu stood outside the Moon Gate and raised his hand slightly to signal, "My father is inside."

Ying was stunned and looked behind him.

Young Master from the Fatui, Diluk from the Dawn Winery, and a little Paimon.

Ying thought about it and was the first to walk in.

The master of Feiyun Chamber of Commerce was sitting in the pavilion. There was a teapot on the stone table beside him and the tea had been poured.

Seeing the people coming, he smiled and nodded, "The travelers are here, and these two..."

look familiar.

Whether it is the executive officer of the Fatui or the owner of the Dawn Winery, they are all his partners.

"Yeah." Ying nodded, and walked over and sat down hesitantly, "We are investigating Su Ming's past, but Xingqiu just..."

"That's why I asked the traveler to talk to me." The middle-aged man smiled and lowered his eyes to look at the tea bowl in front of him. A hint of reminiscence seemed to appear on his slightly wrinkled face.

He tried hard to find a bit of the figure from his faded memories and whispered, "The Su family has been merchants since their ancestors. That child... Su Huan, when Su Huan was around, the Su family was once as famous as the Feiyun Chamber of Commerce and had a high status in Liyue."

Ying frowned slightly, "Is it because of...Su Huan's ability?"

"No." The middle-aged man shook his head and said softly, "Su Yi is very talented in business, and the Su family is also well-off. In the business world, you can't survive without ability and just luck."

Hearing this, Ying tilted her head, "What happened next?"

“At that time, Liyue was still under the jurisdiction of the Emperor. Somehow, Su Huan got a chance to become an immortal and was accepted as a disciple.” The man smiled and sighed, his voice low, “But Su Huan was lively by nature. He didn’t live in the mountains for a long time like the immortals. Instead, he mingled in the market. Those people back then…”

It's so hard to meet someone who has a connection with me, and I always want to ask for something.

Over time, the rumor that Su Huan could bring good luck spread.

"What about Su Ming...Su Huan's death?" Ying changed her words in time and whispered, "Is it because they felt it was unfair?"

“Yeah.” The man nodded, then shook his head. “At the time, no one could be sure whether he could change his fortunes, but the rumors were too rampant, and there were indeed a few people who had contact with him whose fortunes suddenly changed, so…”

"So Su Huan is called an evil spirit by those who didn't get any benefits, or those who feel that they didn't get enough..." Ying paused and said hesitantly, "Is he called an evil spirit?"

The man looked up at Ying and nodded, "Yes."

Since I can't get it, no one can get it.

The Emperor is a god, and the immortals are fairies. It doesn’t matter if you can’t get what you want by praying to the gods and immortals. Just praying and worshipping can serve as psychological comfort.

But Su Huan is not like that. He is both a human and an immortal, but he is not an immortal in the common sense.

Mingling among the people in the market, he is no different from ordinary people, and the fear and admiration of Su Huan in the hearts of ordinary people will be greatly reduced.

When the wall falls, everyone pushes it. That's all.

The Emperor is the god of Liyue, and his disciples cannot make mistakes, so this disciple can only be demoted to an evil spirit. He deceived the Emperor and should be sentenced to death.

Ying pursed her lips and didn't know what to say for a moment. She could only look at the middle-aged man in front of her in silence.

“Su Huan is Su Ming, right?” The man pursed his lips, and the smile disappeared. “Or maybe everyone in Liyue Harbor knows that Su Huan and Su Ming are the same person, but no one dares to say it out loud.”

Ying's pupils shrank, and a sense of absurdity gradually rose in her heart.

The middle-aged man finished a cup of tea and looked at Ying seriously, "Everyone knows that he is innocent, and everyone knows that the emperor is unhappy, so we can only ignore his resurrection and stop talking about it from now on."

"When the Su family was in trouble, Feiyun Chamber of Commerce did not help in order to protect itself, so..."

"Traveler, I want to entrust you with something."

……

Guyun Pavilion.

Su Ming rejected Uncle Tian's proposal and expressed sincerely that he did not want to work overtime or be a traitor.

After he finished his overtime work, he caught the Rock King Emperor who was slacking off at the top of Guyun Pavilion.

"Sir." Su Ming stood one step behind Zhong Li, his eyes full of doubt, "Are you hiding from that little yellow-haired boy?"

Hearing this, Zhongli turned around and asked, "Why do you think so?"

He was just fishing...

Still hiding?

It was as if Ying could strangle him to death if he didn't speak.

"I don't answer the phone, I don't reply to messages." Su Ming looked around, sat on a stone beside him, and took out some wine from the Chen Ge pot. "I thought I died a tragic death."

Zhongli:……

Don’t you know whether it is tragic or not?

Zhongli was silent for a moment, then touched his pocket and said, "I forgot."

I discovered the benefits of Do Not Disturb last time when I was slacking off, but I forgot about it after turning it on.

He glanced at Su Ming, walked over and sat next to Su Ming, and took the wine glass. "Long is old and forgetful. This is normal."

Su Ming: ...

The wear and tear is so terrible that Zhongli would actually say such a thing.

Su Ming raised his eyes and looked at Zhongli, "You are OOC."

Zhongli took a sip of wine and said in a deep voice: "Oh...? What does it mean?"

I can't learn that pronunciation.

"You've deviated from your original personality traits." Su Ming crossed his legs and propped up his chin. "But speaking of it, everyone has to be OOC when they meet me. I'm used to it."

“Heh…” Zhongli chuckled and looked up at the endless sea outside Liyue Harbor. “No one has a fixed personality. People change, and so do gods.”

Su Ming nodded, "Oh."

There was only the sea breeze blowing back from Guyun Pavilion, making my hair messy.

Su Ming propped up his chin and looked at the sea, and said softly: "Sir, won't you stop the travelers from digging deeper into the secrets you once buried?"

"Why stop it?"

Zhongli was silent for a while and then suddenly chuckled. He tilted his head to look at Su Ming, playing with a wine glass in his hand, "Do you think I should stop it?"

Hearing this, Su Ming shook his head, "I don't know."

He seemed to feel a little bit of wear and tear. It had been so long, and although his memory was not fuzzy, he could not remember how he felt at that time.

"Su Huan is Su Ming." Zhongli was silent for a moment, his eyes swept across the jade pendant on Su Ming's waist, "How could a disciple of Morax die with the name of evil?"

Zhongli looked at Su Ming with a dignified gaze and a low voice, "I want the Traveler to clear your name."