Genshin Impact: I really am not the reincarnation of a demon god!

Hall of the Dead.

Hu Tao opened the lid of the coffin and looked out furtively.

When she was sure that Bai Ye was not outside, she was relieved.

She packed up the things for the ceremony and quietly went out in the dark.

It was late at night, just in time for Hu Tao to work.

Click!

Hu Tao raised her hand and gently pushed the door open, looking around.

Then she tiptoed like a thief, carrying the items for the ceremony and heading towards Wuwangpo.

As a result, as soon as she went out.

Hu Tao saw Bai Ye and a white-haired girl walking towards this side.

Whoosh!

Hu Tao gritted her teeth and took advantage of Bai Ye's failure to notice her, and ran towards Wuwangpo at lightning speed.

With the persistence of the seven elemental powers in his body, Bai Ye's facial features became extremely sharp, and naturally he noticed Hu Tao sneaking away.

However, Bai Ye did not point this out, and let Hu Tao sneak away quietly.

"This is where you are going to live."

Bai Ye pointed to the door, his voice trembling.

The elemental power in his body became more and more violent, and he was faintly unable to support it.

Shen He looked up and saw three big characters on the plaque on the door -

Wangsheng Hall.

Although she had lived in the mountains for a long time and was not involved in worldly affairs, she was still literate.

Seeing the three big characters "Wangsheng Hall", she always felt a bad premonition.

Bai Ye ignored Shen He who was in a daze and walked into the Wangsheng Hall on his own.

Shen He's beautiful eyes moved and walked into the Wangsheng Hall.

As soon as she entered the door.

Shen He saw a room full of coffins. Before she could react, she saw Bai Ye casually opened the lid of a coffin and crawled in.

"You can find a coffin to sleep in later."

Bai Ye was exhausted, the power of elements was rushing wildly in his body, and he said casually.

After that, he raised his hand to close the coffin lid.

Shen He: "???"

What the hell is this?

How did he go directly into the coffin? Is this reasonable?

What the hell are you?

Shen He was stagnant in the place, his mind was a mess.

After thinking for a long time, Shen He sighed.

As the saying goes, if you come, you should make the best of it.

She imitated Bai Ye's movements and postures, found a coffin and got in, and closed the lid.

But it hasn't been a while.

Shen He opened the coffin lid, took the food box left outside, and then closed the coffin lid.

"Hmm."

"It seems to be... quite comfortable in here."

Shen He curled up in the coffin, curiously looking at the structure inside the coffin.

Touching here and knocking there.

After a while, Shen He felt sleepy and fell into a deep sleep.

The bright moonlight shone on the earth, and the voices on the street gradually faded.

The Hall of Rebirth fell into silence again.

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North Country Bank.

"Are all the flyers for the auction ready?"

Dartaria crossed his legs, and the dagger flashing with cold light kept turning around in his hand.

"I have tried my best to collect them. At present, we have collected more than 30 flyers in total."

The Fatui intelligence officer took out a stack of flyers from his arms and handed them to Dartaria.

"Forget it."

"Don't collect them. Just get rid of them. We probably can't collect them all."

When Tartaglia returned to Liyue and heard that the auction required flyers to enter.

He had a very genius idea in his mind.

If he bought all these flyers at a high price, wouldn't it be easy to bid for Ningguang's pipe?

Unfortunately, imagination is beautiful, but reality is very skinny.

After fermenting for a few days, the auction flyers have been hyped up to 1 million Mora each.

The most important thing is that you can't buy them even if you have money.

All the ones that wanted to be sold have been sold, and the ones in hand are those who want to participate themselves.

If they are purchased at a high price, even the Northland Bank can't hold on.

Who knows how many flyers the organizer has released?

Tartaglia pondered in his heart, thought for a while and said: "The auction will start tomorrow. Has anyone special entered Liyue City recently?"

"According to the information sent by the informant, it is suspected that Nilu from Xumi came to Liyue City, and Shen He, the disciple of Master Liufeng Jieyun on Mount Aozang, has gone down the mountain. Apart from that, there is nothing unusual."

"Oh, right."

"The informant from Xumi sent a message that the little auspicious grass king wanted to come to Liyue, but was stopped by Nilu, but the little auspicious grass king kept talking about coming to Liyue."

The Fatui intelligence officer did not think twice and reported the news.All reported to Tartaglia.

"Nilu from Xumi, Shenhe, the disciple of Master Liuyunjiefeng, and the little auspicious grass king also want to come? It's really interesting."

"Okay, I know, you go and do your thing."

Tartaria waved his hand and threw the dagger he was fiddling with onto the target hanging on the wall.

Yeah.

Hit the bull's eye, full marks.

"Yes, Master."

The intelligence officer took a deep look at the dagger on the wall and retreated tactfully.

Click——!

The intelligence officer closed the door gently.

"It's really fun to go abroad. It feels too boring to stay in the Kingdom of Winter for a long time."

"It would be great if I could stay in Liyue forever..."

Tartaria yawned, and the indifferent expression on his face disappeared, replaced by an excited look.