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

In the silent night, Zhongli sat in front of the campfire, holding the phone unskillfully to contact an immortal, trying to find a cellmate for his apprentice, so that Su Ming would not destroy Fengdan on a whim.

Although he thought that the area of ​​Liyue could be expanded, but...

This is something that Qixing should consider. As a retired old dragon, he is thinking about whether his apprentice will be in trouble, and by the way, he can also let his former generals go out and relax.

After a long time, Zhongli finally put down his phone and looked at Su Ming, "He agreed."

Su Ming: ...

"How did he agree to that?" Su Ming's eyelids twitched, seeming a little bit unbelievable.

elf?

Agree to work with him to defraud someone and put him in jail?

However... although Xiao really cannot refuse the request made by Zhongli, but for such matters, Xiao is very likely to come and ask in person.

"Take him and Fushe to look for the souls or obsessions of the other companions." Zhongli didn't feel that he was lying at all, and his face was calm. "So many years have passed, the souls and obsessions have dissipated, maybe they will appear in other countries, you take him to look for them."

Su Ming: ...

Su Ming raised his eyes to meet a pair of gilded vertical pupils. After looking at them for a moment, he lowered his eyes and laughed, "Sir, there is no need for us to hint at this kind of thing between the two of us. You think that although Xiao is much more relaxed, he still has a lot on his mind. You want me to take him out for a walk and find someone to keep an eye on me so that I don't do anything to make you resurrect, right?"

Zhongli spread his hands, "From a universal point of view, it is true."

"Got it." Su Ming nodded in response, propping up his chin and looking at Zhongli, "Do you need me to take Xiao with me to try to catch fish? I think he is too honest. He has been squatting in Wangshu Inn for thousands of years, killing people. Bai Shu sent me a message a few days ago saying that he couldn't do anything with Xiao."

Zhongli thought for a moment and shook his head, "With you here, wear and tear or karma won't have any effect."

Su Ming nodded and stood up. "I understand. I'll go play for a while and turn myself in after I finish my work on the island. But..."

Su Ming paused, then suddenly squatted down next to Zhongli, and drew islands one after another on the sand beside Zhongli's feet with his fingertips. "I don't know what message the Great Compassion Tree King wants to convey with this island, but teacher, let's make a deal. I bought the island to make money for your retirement, and you have to help me keep an eye on that street singer and make sure he doesn't empty my wine cellar."

Retirement provision is just one of the purposes of making money, but that doesn’t stop him from talking about it now.

Zhongli turned his head to look at his colleague who was letting Paimon braid his hair with red cheeks. After thinking for a moment, he said, "Put some cheap wine in the wine cellar."

This drunkard doesn't care about the quality of the wine at all. He can drink good wine and also drink inferior cider. He is not picky at all.

"That's so embarrassing..." Su Ming murmured, standing up and looking at the bustling island, "Tsk, there are still too few people. When can we find more people?"

Zhongli:……

Would you still feel embarrassed?

Zhongli looked up at his apprentice who was even taller than him and thought for a while before speaking, "What image do you plan to use when you go to jail?"

"A little smaller." Su Ming thought for a moment and gestured a distance similar to that of Xiao. "I suddenly feel that there is no point in creating a completely opposite image. This time I might as well use my own image. Anyway, most people who know me are in Zhidong and Liyue."

Hearing this, Zhongli glanced at Su Ming and said, "Not many people in Liyue have seen you as a teenager."

Su Ming "defected" when he was in his teens. Has anyone seen it?

As for Su Huan's youth...

It was a figure who looked exactly like Su Ming but had a completely different temperament. One could tell them apart at a glance.

"Oh." Su Ming responded, tilted his head to see if anyone was paying attention to this side, then silently activated a small skill that he had not used for a long time, shrinking his body and adjusting the length of his hair to short.

He sat next to Zhongli and didn't seem to have any rebelliousness. "I see. You think you missed my days of being naughty, right? Then let me show you."

Zhongli:……

There is no need to say this.

Zhongli's eyes swept over the boy with a hint of childishness, and finally landed on the Eye of God on Su Ming's wrist, "It's not like I missed it. Wandering around the world... doesn't mean I can only wander around Liyue."

Su Ming leaned back and looked at Zhongli, "Oh, I was wondering why my cheap dad always rushed out with the money during the two years I was working as a swindler in Zhidong. He went to pay you, right?"

Zhongli seemed to smile, glanced at Su Ming and stopped talking. He pinched a small stone with his fingertips and threw it on Tartaglia's forehead.

Tartaglia, who was studying the image of his younger brother as a fox, suddenly looked up and met a pair of dark eyes.

Her eyes were round, and looked more childish than the narrow, upturned, dark green eyes that she was used to seeing.

Dadalia:! ! !

"What are you doing?!" Tartaglia's pupils shrank, and he looked at the tiny Su Ming in front of him and said in shock, "Do you want to put me in jail again? I'll tell you!"

"Absolutely impossible!"