Genshin Impact: A Martial Arts Master's Journey to Teyvat

After listening to Lingkong's words, Yang Qian fell into deep thought: "I don't believe Zhiyi would harm me, he must have been framed."

Lingkong: "Political Commissar Yang still refuses to give up. You can find out if you call him over and ask him."

Yang Qian sent a subordinate to find him.

Ling Kong asked Pai Meng for a wild rabbit. In order to make it appear more realistic, Ling Kong slapped the rabbit to death. The rabbit bled from all its orifices, which looked very similar to death from poisoning.

After Zhang Zhiyi arrived, Yang Qian said, "Zhiyi, a poisonous weed called Inazuma was found in the fish soup you made. What's going on?"

Zhang Zhiyi's face turned pale and his voice trembled as he said, "This is impossible, I didn't add any poisonous grass, I..."

Lingkong: "Don't deny the evidence. Tell me what benefits did the Inazuma people give you, or what leverage do they have over you? They can't help you for no reason. There must be some interest in exchange, don't you think?"

Zhang Zhiyi: "I am innocent. It was the Inazuma people who wronged me. They tampered with my seasoning. That must be the case."

Lingkong: "You won't cry until you see the coffin. Have you seen that dead rabbit? It died of bleeding from all seven orifices because it drank your fish soup."

Zhang Zhiyi: "That's impossible. It's obviously just a small amount."

Lingkong: "Oh, it's a very small amount, but if you drink it frequently, the toxins will accumulate in your body and cause death. You don't know anything at all."

Zhang Zhiyi knelt down and said, "Mr. Yang, it was Daoqi's people who forced me to do this. I really didn't mean to harm you."

Yang Qian closed his eyes and didn't want to look anymore: "You disappoint me so much."

Zhang Zhiyi kowtowed: "Give me another chance, Mr. Yang, I won't dare to do it again..."

Zhang Zhiyi was eventually taken away by the Qianyan Army.

Lingkong: "Commissar Yang, my mission has been completed, and it's time to leave."

Yang Qian: "Thank you for your hard work, young man."

Lingkong: "It should be."

The task assigned to him by Ningguang has been completed, and Lingkong is temporarily free.

Pai Meng: "Eat, eat, I'm starving to death."

Lingkong: "You can say this now. You learn very quickly."

Pai Meng: "The culture of your hometown is quite interesting. If one day I learn bad things from it, you will take full responsibility."

Lingkong: "I'll take responsibility. You decide where to eat. I'll listen to you this time."

Pai Meng: "Temple of All Peoples."

Lingkong: "Let's go."

In the lobby of Wanmin Hall, Xingqiu sat at a table alone.

Lingkong: "Xingqiu, you're here to eat too? Can I sit here?"

Xingqiu: "Please sit anywhere, Brother Ling. I'm here to try out the dishes."

Lingkong sat next to him: "Food tasting?"

Xingqiu: “Xiangling sometimes makes some new dishes and asks me to come over to try them.”

Lingkong: "Then I'm in for a treat."

Pai Meng: "I have always recognized Xiangling's cooking skills."

Xingqiu: "Brother Ling, you'd better not have too high expectations."

Lingkong: "I almost forgot that Xiangling likes to invent some weird dishes. I would never touch something weird like cold slime gel."

The two were chatting when Xiangling brought a dish over: "Brother Lingkong is here too, that's great, help me try the new dish I invented, cold-mixed snapdragons."

Xingqiu: “Can we really eat snapdragons?”

Xiangling: "The roots are edible. Uncle San even uses them to make wine."

Seeing that neither of them had picked up their chopsticks, Xiangling said, "You two can eat. Don't be polite."

Lingkong: "Pai Meng, try it."

Pai Meng: "You first."

"I'll go first." Lingkong picked up a piece of vegetable and put it into his mouth.

The bitter taste like Chinese medicine mixed with various spices gave him a thrill.

Lingkong: "Hmmmm, try it."

It must be delicious. Xingqiu took a bite and spit it out directly.

Ling Kong didn't pretend anymore and vomited directly: "Emma, ​​it's too disgusting. I can't bear this sin alone."

Xingqiu: “Brother Ling, you…”

Lingkong: "What good thing is there? Can I not think about my brothers?"

"Is it really that bad? Let me try it." Xiangling took a bite and said, "It's really bad. Uncle San was obviously eating it with gusto."

Paimeng took out her chopsticks, tasted a bite of the food and spit it out: "Xiangling, you are torturing my tongue. I have never eaten anything so disgusting!"

Xiangling felt embarrassed: "Wait a minute, I'll show you my cooking skills."

In order to save face, Xiangling cooked five dishes in one go.

Several people enjoyed the meal very much.

The middle-aged strong man brought a pot of wine over: "Brother Lingkong, would you like to drink?"

Lingkong: "Who are you?"

Middle-aged strong man: "I am Xiangling's father, my last name is Mao."

Xingqiu: "Master Mao is the boss of Wanmin."

Lingkong: "Master Mao, please sit down. I was just about to drink some wine, and you brought it to me."

Master Mao poured a glass of wine for each of them.

Master Mao: "My Xiangling has mentioned you many times, saying that you saved her life and that you are her savior.

As a father, I shouldn't have come to thank you only today. I'll punish you with a glass of wine."

Lingkong: "Master Mao, you are too polite. Xiangling and I are good friends. There is really no need to thank me."

Master Mao: "My Xiangling is sometimes careless, but apart from anything else, she is a great cook. She really inherited my teachings.

In the future, if you are with my Xiangling, you will be in for a treat."

Lingkong: "Haha, Xiangling's cooking is really amazing."

Xingqiu's expression darkened. It turned out that Xiangling...

The way Master Mao looked at his son-in-law made Lingkong feel even more embarrassed and it was hard to explain.

After finishing the meal, at the entrance of Wanmin Hall, Xingqiu said: "Brother Ling, I have something to tell you. You must treat her well... Xiangling... is a simple and kind girl. She trusts others too easily and gets hurt..."

Lingkong found it more and more amusing: "I am really impressed by your expression. There is nothing special between Xiangling and me. I can't live in Liyue for a long time. I have to travel around the world in the future.

Besides, I only treat her as my sister. Why are you acting like you want to give the person you like to me? "

Xingqiu: “Are you telling the truth?”

Lingkong: "If you don't believe it, go ask her yourself."

Xingqiu's expression eased a lot, and his tone became lighter: "Brother Ling, I wonder if you are free tonight. My father wants to see you."

Lingkong: "Why does your father want to see me?"

Xingqiu: "Didn't you give me a painting last time? The poem on the painting became popular. Brother Ling is now a rising star in the literary world.

My dad likes poetry and things like that, so he showed off to his friends.

Some people don't believe that you wrote this poem, Brother Ling, we are all waiting for you to slap those people in the face."

Placing the words over has caused trouble, and Lingkong decided to continue to cover up the lie. If he doesn't try to cover it up, what's the difference between pretending and not pretending at all?