Genshin Impact, I'm Slime

Chapter 240
Zhongli naturally wouldn't do anything in his room.

Although he was very angry, even if Famas was driven away, he could not sleep on a pillow stained with saliva.

Folding his arms in disgust, Zhong Li picked up the teacup and strode out of the room, returning to the front hall on the first floor of the Hall of Rebirth, sitting alone under his faucet sculpture drinking tea and sulking.

After a while, a sneaky little head popped out of the door, and the walnut wearing a hexagonal hat returned to the Hall of Death with a disheveled face, as if he had fought someone.

Seeing Zhongli sitting in the middle of the Hall of Rebirth, Hu Tao was stunned first, then saw the green porcelain placed on the wooden table, and quickly wiped the dust off his face, his plum blossom eyes gleamed.

"Mr. Zhongli, what beautiful porcelain, did you buy it from a street stall?"

In Hu Tao's memory, Zhong Li had already returned to his room to rest at this time.

The emperor who was still sulking wanted to say that he used Mo La from Beiguo Bank to prostitute for nothing, but after some consideration, he explained to Hu Tao seriously: "These porcelains were ordered from Chunxiang Kiln, and they were used as gifts for immortals. worship."

"Uh huh... what? Mr. Zhongli, the order bill doesn't say the name of the Pastoral Hall?"

Hu Tao, who wanted to go to the backyard to wash her face first, was inexplicably worried about the financial status of Xiangshengtang after hearing Zhongli's words, and her plum blossom eyes were vigilantly staring at Mr. Ke Qing who was holding the teacup.

The steaming cup of tea floated with a thin mist, and the appearance of Hu Tao leaning forward with her hands behind her back coincides with Zhong Li's memory of Hu Tao's young appearance.

"Mr. Young Master from Beiguo Bank pays the bill."

Zhongli's thoughts gradually drifted away. According to the lifespan of ordinary people, Hu Tao is still young, but he is more alert, lively and calm than his peers.

Ordinary people's time is always quite short, but Hu Tao has a deep understanding of life and death at a young age. Sometimes she is mischievous and lively, and sometimes she is focused and serious.

As long as there were fewer outlandish thoughts in her head.

Seeing the stain on the tip of Walnut's nose and the face gradually approaching his own, Zhong Li knew that this hall master Hu was brewing some evil idea to torment him again.

"Hey, why doesn't Mr. Zhongli rest tonight?"

Hu Nuo, who was blinking, came up, stretched out his index finger painted with black nail polish, and poked Zhongli's arm.

Zhongli was furious when he mentioned this matter, but with the emperor's thousand years of self-cultivation, he still said flatly: "Famas will live in the Pastoral Hall these days."

There was some sense of helplessness in Zhongli's words. It was rare to hear Zhongli's tone, and Hu Tao opened her eyes excitedly.

"That means...Mr. Zhongli is going to sleep on the same bed with other boys!?"

"Are the rumors true?"

There was an expression of disbelief in the walnut plum red eyes.

"No."

Although he didn't know what kind of rumors Li Yue was spreading, Zhong Li felt a dull pain in his head when he saw Hu Tao's excited expression.

After finally sending away the tortured Barbatos, he thought he could retire peacefully, but he didn't expect to suffer the double torture of Famas and Walnut.

"Are you going to Wuwangpo to provoke the souls of those Munata people again?"

In order to prevent Hu Tao from asking questions again, Zhong Li changed the topic in time.

"Well, I managed to catch a guy who was not affected by the evil spirit, and I wanted to ask him what his unfulfilled wish was, but he still acted like he didn't get into it..."

The little hall master covered in dust pouted, expressing his dissatisfaction: "I have to wait for their general to pick them up and let me leave them alone."

Hu Tao pulled a chair, leaned her small face on the table, and stared sadly at the yellow-brown tea in the cup. The little ghost who often floated beside her also had a droopy expression, and was pulled by the tip of the tail by Hu Tao. fiddling.

"How can there be a general who can live for thousands of years... Every time I explain to them, I don't believe it."

"You say yes, Mr. Zhong~li~?"

Hu Tao called the four words "Mr. Zhongli" in a cadence, the first two words were pretending to be scary and floating like ghosts, and the last two words were high-spirited like reciting poetry, making people... very annoying.

Zhong Li tilted his hand holding the teacup slightly, and accidentally spilled some tea.

Raising his head slightly, Hu Tao's plum-blossom eyes met Shang Zhongli Gujing's unwavering eyes, and the other side of his face that was not suppressed was bulging like a little bun.

Short-lived mortals forget the past, but leylines and gods do not.

About a thousand years ago, Wuwangpo was also full of vitality.

Until the tragic Demon God War became fierce, a large number of fresh lives were forced to be involved in this war. The remains of soldiers and ordinary people who died in the Liyue area were randomly buried in Wuwangpo.

Gradually, Wuwangpo, which was originally fragrant with birds and flowers, began to become gloomy. After the war of demons and gods, the surviving mortals have changed for several generations. They have long forgotten that there is such a cemetery, but the surging elements in the veins still remember it.

The power of the earth's veins turned into a thick mist that could not be dispersed, entangled with the resentment of the innocent dead, and enveloped Wuwangpo day and night.

Things from the past often appear in the mist, luring pedestrians into the deepest part, sinking into their own delusions, and there is no day to break free.

And Morax, who was victorious in the Demon God War, used his powerful divine power to open up a cave in the underground of Wuwangpo, named it the place where life and death meet, and intentionally or unintentionally promoted the establishment of the Hall of Rebirth.

At the beginning of the establishment of the Hall of Rebirth, a large part of the business was actually to persuade the deceased who still had consciousness to let go of their knots and disperse into the earth veins.

But the dead in Wuwangpo are not only Liyue people, but also Xumi, Munata, and Mond soldiers who are stranded in Liyue because of the end of the war or the passing of the gods.

Due to various reasons, these soldiers had no way to return to the hometown where they were raised, so they could only choose to die in Liyue, and most of them had different beliefs.

Mond's soldiers firmly believe that the wind will bring them back to their hometown. The Munata people believe that the war dead will be taken back to the country of fire by the general in the flames. Only the wise Xumi people can quickly let go of their grievances and disappear. in the veins.

The fighting spirit of the Munata also makes them the most active group of... souls in the land where life and death meet.

The Munata people, who believe in war and plunder, have formed battle formations on their own for a long time in the borderlands. Although most of the Munata soldiers are not conscious, they are always vigilant, waiting for their general to call them again , enter the battlefield to fight at any time.

The result of a large number of soldiers practicing is that Wuwangpo's increasingly strong military aura has even affected the minds of other ordinary people.

Zhong Li, who discovered this problem, also went to the border area many times, persuaded these soldiers, and took out the broken musket and tattered armor he had snatched from Famas.

However, none of the soldiers believed Zhongli's words. Some soldiers who died in battle rushed to Zhongli excitedly, raising their fists to beat him.

"Although I don't know how the outside battle situation is, the general has never been defeated. The reason why he has been delayed for so long must be because he has encountered a difficult enemy."

"We will wait here for the general's call."

"Liyue people, let's go, seeing how polite you are, our training is too powerful, it will definitely scare you."

The soldiers who were still sane winked and exchanged trusting glances, and knocked Zhongli out involuntarily.

The young Morax was so angry that he just quit, and handed over the management of the land where life and death meet to the past generations of Hall of Rebirth.

And the first thing for the head of each generation of the Hall of Rebirth after taking office is to visit the Munata people who have stayed behind. Lose.

However, with the passage of time, there are fewer and fewer sober heroic spirits. By the generation of Hutao, most of the Munata fighters have forgotten the reason for waiting.

For thousands of years, the general's call has never sounded.

Tonight, Hu Tao heard that a certain soldier had regained his mind and was just about to go there to fight the autumn wind, but he was driven out by these Munata people.

Looking at Hu Tao's eyes full of curiosity, and thinking of Famas sleeping on his own bed, Zhong Li suddenly had an idea that is beneficial but not harmful.

"The trouble should end it."

(End of this chapter)