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

Guyun Pavilion.

Su Ming followed Ying'er and silently inspected his new industry, and began to think about how to promote the horror-themed park.

"Is it okay?" Ying'er stopped and looked at Su Ming with a smile and asked, "I have been busy with these things recently, which should suit your taste. However, Grandma Ping is very annoying when she pinches Dongtian. She always says that she wants to beat both you and me."

Nie Dongtian was trembling as he leaned on a crutch. Although he was an immortal, he still looked a bit pitiful.

It is indeed a bit inhumane for lonely elderly people to make a living online.

"She beat me up a lot..." Su Ming muttered, and stuffed a glass ball into Ying'er's hand, "Take it."

Ying'er raised her eyebrows slightly, glanced at the gray glass ball in her hand, and asked in confusion: "Eye of God?"

"Well, I'll give it to you." Su Ming stood beside Ying'er and said softly, "Although your life no longer needs the icing on the cake of the Eye of God, it can at least give you some power to protect yourself. I don't want to hear my childhood sweetheart being beaten one day."

"How thoughtful." Ying'er was silent for a long time before she smiled and nodded. She took Su Ming's arm and leaned her head on his shoulder. Her voice was gentle and soft, "But I still want to thank you."

"Thank you..." Su Ming sighed, narrowing his eyes and looking at Liyue Harbor in the distance, "What's the next plan?"

"Plan..." Ying'er pondered for a moment and said softly, "I want to travel around and take a look. If there is anything you need my help with, you can tell me."

Hearing this, Su Ming was slightly startled.

He recalled his tasks, big and small, and shook his head, "No, I'll call you if there's anything fun."

The remains of the Red King and the remains of the Flower God.

The Fatui's missions always revolve around the power of various gods. Ying'er might be able to help, but it's too dangerous.

"I'll give you 10% of the profits here." Su Ming turned around, patted Ying'er's hand, and walked slowly down the mountain. "Consider it your dowry as your brother."

Ying'er followed Su Ming and smiled when she heard this, "You seem like a boy who gives away money... I feel like you should be the one worshipping the God of Wealth."

"He's quite stingy, but he's not stingy to his own family." Su Ming stretched out his hand and watched a rock element crystal butterfly land on his finger, its wings trembling. "I have to let Ying catch more crystal butterflies and put them in the pot. They look pretty..."

His pot was unloaded, which meant stuffing it with abandon.

"The traveler is still in Xumi City." Ying'er couldn't help laughing and said helplessly: "You know how to find something for her to do."

"She will be out soon." Su Ming sighed slightly and walked slowly along the mountain road. "She is much later than expected to go to Xumi, and the Grass God is getting annoyed waiting for her."

In a word, the Great Compassionate Tree King went completely crazy.

Still thinking about the forbidden knowledge, he now feels that the Great Compassion Tree King is as crooked as the forbidden knowledge.

"boom--"

There was a slight sound, and Su Ming stopped and looked at the boy with his head buried in the sand, hesitantly asked: "What is this?"

"Ah..." Hu Tao sighed heavily, with a speechless look on his face, "I was telling you about what I saw and heard in Xumi these days, and Brother Wanye was so shocked that he accidentally drank a sip of wine... How could someone have such a low alcohol tolerance!"

Su Ming's eyes flickered, and he turned his gaze to find Beidou who had a helpless look on his face.

Beidou asked the crew to help Wanye up, and suddenly met Su Ming's gaze.

I don’t know why, but there’s still a pit in my gaze right now.

Beidou hesitated for a moment, but still asked doubtfully, "Mr. Su? You..."

"Big Sister Beidou, how long will the fleet stay in Liyue?" Su Ming smiled and asked softly, "I think Brother Wanye wants to go to Xumi City to help a group of travelers. What do you think?"

Very good, now that Emperor Ye Tian is gone, the dream will be broken faster!

Beidou: ...

She also heard what Hu Tao just said!

So what did Manye do wrong to enter a dream? !

Beidou glanced at the drunk Wan Ye, then looked at Su Ming.

The man was dressed in black with dark green floral patterns on his face that seemed to glow in the night. His long hair was draped behind his head and tied loosely with a headband. The smile on his face was gentle and harmless.

Beidou was stunned for a moment, then nodded decisively, "I think it's okay!"

It sounds fun. I can tell stories on the ship to relieve the boredom of the voyage.

But Master Hu cannot follow the fleet, so...

Is it okay for Manyo to go?

Beidou looked at Manye who was sleeping soundly and sighed slightly.

That's good. When Wan Ye comes back, she will tell him that it was Su Ming who carried Wan Ye and ran away. She chased him for a long time but couldn't catch up.

"Okay." Su Ming smiled even more. He took a step forward to catch Wan Ye and stuffed it into the Chen Ge pot. His tone was a little emotional. "Sure enough, the dream of the God of Grass is really wonderful."

Do you want to extend it a little longer?

Just wander around the seven countries by yourself, grab a lucky person and throw him into your dream?

No, no, no... the main storyline still needs to be completed to this point, so...

Can you create a dream in your own pot?

At the side, Ying'er turned her head to look at Su Ming's twinkling eyes. After thinking for a while, she lowered her voice and spoke softly, "Don't we already have the island of Guyun Pavilion? If we make it more complicated, wouldn't it be exactly the same as the dream?"

Su Ming: ...

Su Ming turned his head and looked at Ying'er, "You are becoming more and more unscrupulous..."

This one seems to be crooked...

Forget it, Ying'er is not that pretty anyway.

Ying'er chuckled, pinching the handkerchief with her fingertips, "It's a family tradition."

My family buys porcelain, Zhuma's family sells jade, Xiangling's family sells gourmet food, Hutao sells funeral supplies, and Xingqiu's family sells everything.

This is no longer just a family tradition.

"Very good." Su Ming patted Ying'er's shoulder and said with a smile, "I want to beat Timaus even more."