Genshin Impact: Report to the Emperor! Xiao Shen is creating people again

The entire Grand Bazaar was in chaos.

The oppressive scolding created a tense atmosphere for no reason. The people screamed in fear at the sudden appearance of the troops, and the vendors hurriedly picked up the goods that were knocked to the ground...

The morning light poured into the room through the blurry window frames. The air was filled with fine fluff. The hurried footsteps seemed to be sticking to the wall, rapidly approaching the hotel.

"You heard that Secretary Elhaisen accused A Luo of disrespecting the gods, and the Great Sage listened to his advice and ordered a group of thirty people to arrest me?"

Holding his chin in his hands, Shen Qianluo listened thoughtfully to the anxious announcement of the hotel owner. He nodded slightly and said seriously, "But in such a big city like Xumi, I shouldn't be the only one holding a strange pillow."

"Perhaps, those big shots want to see someone other than a weak young man like me?"

He saw with his own eyes that the innkeeper's face fell in a second: "Lord Grass God, sir, please don't embarrass me anymore. A group of thirty people are searching every house for foreigners who disrespect the gods. I really can't hold it anymore."

Shen Qianluo raised the corner of his mouth, and did not continue to embarrass the boss. He lowered his head and rubbed Longlong's head in his arms: "Okay, then Longlong, please play a runaway game with me."

Turning sideways, Shen Qianluo quickly opened the window beside him, lowered his eyes and thought for a while, then suddenly turned his head again to look at the boss who finally breathed a sigh of relief: "If I remember correctly, today is the Flower God's Birthday Festival that everyone has been looking forward to for a long time."

"Ah, yes, that's right."

The boss, who was stunned for a second, finally regained his thoughts and saw the young man smiling faintly. The white clothes seemed to be bathed in light, and finally disappeared into the dense grass and trees: "Then as an apology, we should give some admonitions to let the scholars see those arts that transcend wisdom."

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Nilu was very uneasy today, very uneasy, and she even didn't get enough rest last night.

Just out of a sense of responsibility that nothing unexpected should happen to the Dance of the Flower Goddess, he forced himself to fall asleep.

This was completely different from Shen Qianluo, who met her eyes and nodded in greeting from the shadow of a house in the distance.

In fact, Nilu also didn't understand where this strange young man in white came from, and what kind of experience he had that allowed him to talk about such a grand and amazing plan while chatting and laughing, and even remain unusually calm in such a chaotic situation.

But he just showed up in everyone's attention, even bringing a pillow dragon.

So…So…

If this world is really watched by gods, and a country that values ​​wisdom can really tolerate the art to which she has devoted so much hard work and love...

She, and all the people in the Grand Bazaar who have made preparations for today, must be feeling incomparable happiness.

It seemed as if thousands of butterflies were flying around in her chest. The girl took a deep breath, and at the moment when the flute sounded, she seemed to be standing at the center of the world, swaying lightly and dancing gracefully.

When the goddess of flowers dances, the real Patisalan will bloom on the ground she steps on.

So now she...

You must have seen a true miracle.

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"So beautiful! This is the first time I've seen this..."

"Don't look at it! Do you think that's the boy we want to arrest?"

"W-what? Ah, why is he there?! Such a high tree trunk..."

"He flew away! Don't just stand there, chase him!"

"Damn it, all the brothers have been separated by the crowd. Why is there so much traffic in the Grand Bazaar today?!"

The group of thirty people who were swept around were soon lost in the vast crowd. The young man's figure was like the breeze, and the wind elf wings on the wooden flute hair accessories produced special effects of feathers.

Wherever the person flies, the sound of the flute goes.

"There! Don't run!"

"Don't mess up the formation, let's surround him!"

"Oh no, he passed through us!"

As expected, the mercenaries who had been chasing frantically ended up with nothing. They gathered together in frustration, avoiding the enthusiastic crowd while waiting for the next order and exchanging information with each other.

"Who on earth is this young man? His movement just now was so smooth, without any hesitation at all. Even a veteran mercenary with decades of experience can't do this, right?"

"I heard from everyone in the city this morning that... he is the Little Grass God?"

"?? Little Grass God doesn't look like this, where did you hear this nonsense?!"

"Then... the messenger of Lord Grass God?"

"Then he has even less reason to play tricks on us!?"

"I see. Sure enough, Liyue's Flute God meets the requirements!"

"No." Someone finally spoke out against the crowd. "You didn't read the instructions carefully? Didn't Secretary Elhaisen accuse the Great Sage of disrespecting the foreigners?"

A mercenary immediately retorted: "Don't be stubborn. Do you know why these people go to the Grand Bazaar? They are members of the Grand Bazaar crew, playing the role of being sent by the sky to meet the God of Wisdom."

But some people looked hesitant: "Didn't they hear the rumor that the Grass God believers in the Grand Bazaar were going to distribute Mora at the Flower God's Birthday Festival?"

"Why did I hear that they were going to distribute canned knowledge? Look, quite a few scholars just ran over."

"Wait a minute, scholars are trying to steal canned knowledge? Isn't that against the rules? Quick, stop the one that just floated over!"

The members of the Thirty-Man Group ran after him again, and after they pinned down the scholar skillfully, they finally showed the dignity of mercenaries and indignation of being played a trick on them: "If you confess, we will treat you leniently; if you resist, we will treat you severely; don't lie; tell us who is causing trouble, and who spread the rumors flying around the city!"

The scholar was about to cry, his legs weak: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, gentlemen, I'm also one of the victims. In this era, the news is so complicated that I can't tell the truth from the false. However, I know a slogan for trading!"

"Oh? What's the slogan?"

"——I love Mora, Mora loves me, la la la!~"

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When standing on a high place of a building, the wind can always carry you farther, and your thoughts can drift wider.

"It's been a while since I've personally joined the game and played with everyone."

Looking down at the city, the entire Xumi City was in chaos. The lively and bustling atmosphere had probably not been seen in the kingdom of wisdom for a long time.

The noisy wind lifted up the ends of his hair and clothes. The young man, holding a bamboo flute and a dragon in one hand, glanced sideways and found himself surrounded by discipline officers who were ready to go.

"You can't escape. I will send you to trial. The charge of blasphemy will be left to the Court of the Decrees to judge you."

Slowly walking out of the self-exiled predecessor, but colleagues were unaware of it, the disciplinary officer Sai Nuo walked steadily, his eyes slightly downcast, and as he approached the boy step by step, lightning gradually rose in his palm.

"I don't mean to blaspheme." Without making any defensive move, Shen Qianluo glanced casually at a squirrel on a branch that was watching nervously, and smiled slightly.

"I heard that the Secretary has accused me of disrespecting the gods? Then, Lord Disciplinary Officer, A Luo is questioning the gods right now, at this moment, on the day of the Flower God's Birthday Festival, a festival that has been passed down from Xumi for thousands of years."

"I question the god of Xumi, the grass god, one of the seven gods under the sky, the Little Auspicious Grass King, for neglecting his duties, being unlearned and unskilled, and violating the duties of a god."