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

After knowing that Su Ming was not seriously injured, Ying and Paimeng finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Ying sat on a small stool beside the bed, looked outside at the sky, and asked, "Do you want to go watch the Immortal Sending Ceremony together?"

This ceremony took so long to plan, even though it's fake, it's worth a look.

Su Ming turned the small ring on his hand and said, "You go first, I'll go later."

He doesn't want to go over and follow Ying's plot!

Watching Ying looking back every few steps as she followed the plot, Su Ming changed his clothes and slowly walked towards Yujingtai carrying a bag of Mora.

As the sky gradually darkened, lights began to light up on the streets of Liyue Harbor.

Grandma Ashan was waiting in front of the stall. When she saw Su Ming, she smiled and said, "Ah Ming, you are here. I have reserved everything for you."

As she spoke, Granny Ashan took out a few Kongming lanterns and said, "They are all made according to your requirements. Do you like them?"

"Thank you, grandma." Su Ming took the lamp, handed Mora to the old woman and left.

Granny Ashan watched Su Ming stumble away with a smile, then closed her stall and went home with satisfaction.

……

On Yujing Terrace, a man in golden brown clothes leaned against the railing, his palms resting on the railing, staring at Liyue Harbor in a trance.

Next to the man, the blonde girl and the white floating spirit stood side by side, with a thoughtful look on their faces.

Su Ming was holding a bunch of Kongming lanterns in his hand and finally stopped beside Zhongli.

"Brother Su Ming!"

"Brother!"

Several voices sounded in succession, Su Ming curled his lips and handed the lamp in his hand out.

"What is this?" Paimon took the lamp in confusion, tilted his head and looked at Su Ming and asked, "Is this for me and the Traveler to play with?"

"The Wendeng, also known as the blessing lantern, can also be called the Xiaodeng." Su Ming narrowed his eyes and looked at the brightly lit Liyue Harbor. "It can be used to express grief for deceased relatives, and can also be used to pray for blessings."

Before he finished speaking, Xiangling came over holding the rice crust.

Guoba leaned obediently in Xiangling's arms, pouting his lips and blowing out a little flame.

The lights were lit, and the lamp in my hand instantly became light.

Su Ming let go of his hand and watched the lights rise into the sky.

At the same time, the bustling Liyue Harbor became quiet, and the lights gathered into a long river, lingering over Liyue Harbor for a long time.

Ying lit the lamp, looked at the quiet Liyue Harbor, then turned to look at Zhongli beside her.

Zhongli still looked calm, but his golden eyes seemed to be filled with emotion.

It seems that not only the people of Liyue are reluctant to see the gods leave, but the gods are also reluctant to see them leave.

"After the clouds dispersed, everything and everyone has changed." Su Ming sighed softly, leaning against the railing and looking at the river of sky lanterns that he had created.

You said there will be a fireworks display during the Sea Lantern Festival?

It’s okay to watch it again!

Beside him, Zhongli's eyes flickered slightly and he withdrew his gaze from Su Ming.

Although it was a fake death, this guy was a bit too much. It makes people feel a little guilty about his death...

Su Ming patted Xiangling's head and said, "Take Ying and Paimeng down to play."

Hearing this, Ying was slightly startled.

Xiangling took Ying's hand and said, "We've prepared a lot of snacks. Let's go down and take a look!"

Behind them, Xingqiu and Chongyun looked at each other and followed the two helplessly.

Zhongli looked up, and dots of sky lights were reflected in his pupils.

After a moment, Zhongli turned slightly and lowered his eyes for a moment.

Su Ming caught a flash of water and was slightly startled.

No, I just can’t wait to see the sky lanterns, no need to!

Zhongli came back to his senses and chuckled before speaking, "Is this what you've been busy with lately?"

Hearing this, Su Ming nodded, "After all, the Emperor gives me a very strong sense of security."

Zhongli chuckled for a moment, turned around and leaned against the railing, then reached out and touched Su Ming's head.

Su Ming was slightly stunned, looking at the charming man in front of him.

The sky over Liyue Harbor was dim, and the sky was dotted with stars.

Under the flickering candlelight, Zhongli Zhuanjin's eyes were filled with smiles. He curled his lips and touched Su Ming's head as if to encourage a junior, saying, "Thank you for giving me this farewell. I like it very much."

Su Ming opened his mouth, not knowing what to say.

Let’s just say, why should Su Ming know the identity of Yan Shen?

How can I secretly pull the pigtails like this?

but……

Su Ming blinked and his heart moved slightly.

So, can I touch the emperor's dragon horn in the future?

Zhongli withdrew his hand, his voice still smiling but much lowered, "As the last request from the Rock God, I suggest you do not use the Eye of God."

Su Ming's heart skipped a beat and he looked at the golden Eye of God on his wrist.

Need not……

He can't use it at all!

Su Ming nodded and looked at Xiao Deng with melancholy, "Mr. Zhongli has kept this from me for many years."

Although I know the answer, I still want to pretend.

Hearing this, Zhongli curled his lips and said, "I just want to experience the life of a mortal."

Before he could finish his words, a white-haired head popped out from behind him.

"Hey, Su Ming..." Paimeng put his hands behind his back and looked at Su Ming with a smile, "I want to eat Xinyuexuan's food..."

Since getting to know each other, Paimon has never been hungry again!

Su Ming nodded and looked at Zhongli, "Sir, let's go together."

Zhongli nodded naturally in agreement, and the group slowly left Yujingtai and headed towards Xinyuexuan.

Grandma Ping found a stool from somewhere and was sitting in front of her tea table looking at the sky lanterns.

Suddenly, Grandma Ping saw a familiar figure.

The lonely old immortal hid his teapot with trembling hands, with a strange expression on his face.

"Hey, Grandma Ping is still here." Paimeng greeted with a smile and patted Su Ming's shoulder. "This is the immortal with the very big teapot!"

The corners of Su Ming's lips twitched. He silently took two steps back and hid himself behind Zhongli.

Emperor, help me!

Zhongli's smile froze and he didn't know what to do for a moment.

"You little brat..." Grandma Ping gave a strange smile, "You're back..."

Su Ming nodded silently, feeling uneasy.

"Huh?" Paimeng blinked and said innocently, "It seems that Su Ming also knows this immortal!"

Ying didn't know what she was thinking about, and her heart moved slightly.

"Paimon, do you remember..." Ying hesitated to speak.

Paimon on the side froze, "You mean..."

On the other side, Grandma Ping hid the teapot, pulled out a branch from somewhere, and walked briskly towards Su Ming.

Su Ming was startled and ran away.

The two people's voices came from afar, and Zhongli couldn't help but hold his forehead and sigh.

"How dare you come back, little boy?!"

"You can't get in!"

"You can't get in no matter how hard you try!"

"Stop right there, boy!"

"If I can't kill you, I won't be called Ping'er!"

Paimon's face was filled with speechlessness, "No wonder..."

No wonder Grandma Ping looked so strange when she heard me talking when she came to see Lingdang that day. It turned out to be because of Su Ming...

Zhongli picked up the leaves that fell on the tea table and left with a sigh.