aircannonsinc Chapter 142 Sending Immortals
Chapter 142 Sending Immortals
"By the way, Zhongli, do you know where Mo Ran is? We originally planned to look for him, but we have no clues." Paimeng spread his hands and turned to ask.
Zhongli's expression remained unchanged as he slowly said, "We had previously agreed to meet at Yujingtai where the meeting to send the immortals was being held. Mo Ran should be there now."
"Then let's go over there quickly." For the sake of delicious food, Paimon was fearless and would do anything to get it.
Yujingtai.
Many residents who had returned from taking refuge gathered here, because it was said that Qixing had an official announcement, so they all came excitedly, especially the down-and-out businessmen, who paid great attention to Qixing's words.
After a short wait, the Qianyan Army, wearing yellow clothes and armor, holding black tasseled spears, walked out of the gate of Yujingtai.
He is one of the coaches of Qianyan Army. He was promoted to coach because of his proficiency in boxing. There is a person following behind him, who should be the student he has identified who can fight with him for the position of coach.
The coach's name was Feng Yan. When he stood there, there was a feeling of heroism and grandeur. He stood straight, holding the gun with both hands, and saluted, and the students behind him followed suit.
Feng Yan said in a clear voice: "The Seven Stars official document is here to inform everyone: Even though the flying dragons and unicorns live as long as the mountains, they will eventually turn into dust and ashes. The emperor is an immortal with a destiny as great as the sun and the moon, but something has happened, and it happened to be a thunderstorm."
"There are rumors on the streets that the Emperor was assassinated. This is not true. The Emperor was struck by lightning and his soul returned to heaven. Therefore, I am announcing this to Liyue. I hope that the people of Liyue will mourn and avoid being heartbroken."
“Also, don’t believe in rumors and make assumptions.” After saying that, Feng Yan saluted with his gun, left with his students, and left public opinion to the people of Liyue.
Paimon scratched his head and thought for a long time but still couldn't figure it out, so he could only ask: "Um, Kong, can you translate for me what the official document of the Seven Stars says?"
Kong looked helpless as he explained, "He said that the Emperor didn't die because of an assassination attempt. The real cause of death was a thunderbolt from the sky."
Paimeng uttered an "ah" and said in surprise, "Qi Xing's words have turned out to be like this again." She held her chin with her hand, and suddenly her IQ increased a lot, and she thought of the loophole.
"It doesn't seem right. Why would they give up on tracking down the murderer so quickly? And this excuse, no matter how you listen to it, feels like it was made up on the spur of the moment."
"Could it be that the Seven Stars and the Immortals knew from the very beginning that this was the Emperor's fake death?" Paimeng looked at the idler, waiting for the final answer.
Zhongli glanced at little Paimeng with appreciation and said, "You guessed the answer to the riddle. That's very clever."
Kong stared at the floating white hair, looking left and right but couldn't see what was wrong. He put his hand on the little guy's forehead, and it didn't seem like he had a fever, which was really strange.
"Why did Paimon suddenly become smart?"
Paimon snorted and said complacently, "Didn't expect that? Hehe."
"Well, it would be nice if we could keep it up forever." Kong's words immediately broke Paimon's concentration, but the latter was speechless and could only stare at the blond boy silently.
Zhongli smiled and said, "The meeting to send off the immortals has already started for quite some time. Let's go, you two."
The same location of Yujingtai, this is the place where Emperor Yanwang fell that day, and now, it is the place where he returns.
Tianquan Ningguang, Yuheng Keqing and secretary Ganyu, three young women in their prime, each with their own unique looks, stood on the fairy-sending platform.
Ningguang was in the middle, her eyes full of emotion as she said, "As I just said, the Emperor's soul has returned to heaven, which means the contract is severed and an era has come to an end."
Below, Shitou, the boss of Jie Cui Hang, still had a sad face and sighed repeatedly, "A 3,700-year-old contract, burned and burned, and it was reduced to ashes."
“The people of Liyue were once happy. In their happiness, they forgot that time is always cruel.” Ningguang also sighed.
Ying'er, the owner of Chunxiang Kiln, said in a serious tone, contrary to her usual attitude: "The long dream in the land of gods is endless."
Grandma Ping, who was standing by, was supported by a beautiful woman in a snow-white dress, and they were speechless.
On the platform, Ningguang continued, "After waking up from the dream, people learned to say goodbye. When the contract is renewed, will you bless the next era?"
Ningguang finished her speech and looked at Ganyu who was standing beside her. As Yue Haiting's secretary, Ganyu was very thoughtful and naturally understood what he meant. She said, "Well, that's the end of Lord Tianquan's speech. Lord Yuheng, do you have anything else to say?"
The purple-dressed and purple-haired girl lowered her head and pondered for a moment, then looked at the blond boy under the stage and called out, "Traveler."
Paimeng exclaimed, puzzledly: "Keqing is calling you? Is there something wrong with her?"
The nearby Liyue residents sighed and said in amazement: "So that means the travelers who help the immortals fight off the ancient gods?!"
“He looks quite young.”
"Well, I just don't know whether they are a good match or not."
"Why do you care? He is a distinguished guest of the Seven Stars. Would he care about this?"
"Haha, that's true."
The residents were talking about this in a mixed voice, passing it on from mouth to mouth. It would not be long before the appearance of this traveler would spread throughout Liyue Harbor.
Yuheng Keqing took a few steps forward and said, "The Seven Stars of Liyue have always been grateful to those who have done them good. I'm sure you've heard the rumors that we have all-powerful hands and eyes and can do anything."
"Tell me what you want in return, you deserve it."
Kong looked around and saw that everyone had envious eyes. After all, getting a promise from one of the Seven Stars was worth at least a house in Liyue Harbor!
Zhongli said calmly: "Go ahead. You get what you sow. You have helped Liyue Port so much, so you deserve some rewards."
Kong no longer hesitated, a determined look appeared on his face, and he said, "Then, please help me put up a few missing person notices."
No matter when, finding his sister is always the first thing in his mind. This is the original purpose of his journey and it is also the eternal purpose.
Keqing nodded and said, "Okay, then, the contract is concluded. Those who violate it will be punished by being eaten by rocks."
Zhongli watched the two people sign the contract quietly, and the relief in his eyes could no longer be concealed.
At this time, a man in black came up behind Zhongli and asked softly, "Mr. Zhongli, what do you think of this new era of contract?"
Zhongli put his hands behind his back and spoke out, "It's still the same contract, only the wording has changed. But Liyue is still a country that respects contracts, and this will not change."
"The 3,700-year contract has finally come to a perfect conclusion today. Old friend, I have a new contract in my hand. Do you want to observe and improve it together?"
Mo Ran smiled and said, "No, the fewer contracts there are, the better. I don't want to have a bunch of restrictions for no reason next time. As for now, let's take a look at the two friends behind you who have a lot of problems."
Paimeng put his hands on his waist and said, "Mo Ran, why did you suddenly jump out? I didn't see you just now."
Mo Ran spread his hands helplessly and said with a smile: "Maybe my presence is too low? That's why you two busy people didn't notice me."
"Is that so? Never mind." Paimon turned his spearhead and pointed at the idler, saying, "Zhongli, look over there. All the residents of Liyue feel that they can no longer see Lord Yan, and are in an atmosphere of remembrance."
"Why do you... and Mo Ran, who worships the Emperor, seem to be free from worries?"
Mo Ran turned his head and looked at the scenery of the rock harbor outside Yujing Terrace, and smiled and said: "Although the old emperor's soul has returned to heaven, I believe that his heroic spirit will live forever and will always accompany Liyue Harbor. After the next thousand years, there will be another thousand years, and it will be endless and eternal!"
Zhongli's eyes flickered as he said, "Thank you Mr. Moran for your kind words. I'm sure the Emperor would be very pleased if he knew that there are still loyal subjects like Mr. Moran in the world!"
Mo Ran sighed and said, "Mr. Zhongli, you were a little disrespectful to the gods just now. You should talk to the emperor. You are not an immortal, so how can you be on the same level as the emperor? It's a sin, a sin."
Paimon glanced at the blond boy, then at the idler, and was speechless, because in her eyes, the emperor's number one believer was here, and she couldn't tell the truth directly, but to go to the next country, she needed the guidance of the God of Rock.
This is inevitably a bit embarrassing.