Xingtie: My mission master joins the chat group

The Hall of Rebirth, which symbolizes death and separation, is usually deserted no matter how lively the festival is.

It is only lively when the Hall Master Hu is soliciting customers at the door.

Many people will stop here to see the excitement.

But today, there is no Hall Master Hu shouting outside the door and soliciting customers on the road.

The Hall of Rebirth has become lively.

Ningguang, the most famous of the Seven Stars.

Ganyu, the Secretary of the Seven Stars, the Half-Immortal Beast.

And, three True Immortals who are high in the clouds!

How could such a scene not attract people to come and watch.

Especially Ningguang has not arranged the Qianyan Army to stop them.

"I wonder what you all do in the Hall of Rebirth?"

Zhongli looked at the people in front of him in confusion, trying his best to control his twitching eyes.

Before he finished speaking, Lin Mao slid to his knees and came to Zhongli, shouting with respect:

"Emperor!"

"?!"

"Wrong, wrong!"

Liuyun flapped his wings and pointed out that Lin Mao was wrong.

After hearing this, Zhongli came to his senses and wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.

"My friend, you are joking. I am just an ordinary guest official of the Wangsheng Hall. How could I be the Yan God who governs Liyue?"

"Besides, Yan God was assassinated this morning. Wangsheng Hall is considering holding a funeral ceremony to send off the immortals, but it seems a bit inappropriate to hold a funeral ceremony to send off the immortals just after Yan God was assassinated."

While speaking, he looked at Ningguang, who was also looking at him.

The two seemed to be discussing.

Ningguang's eyes looked at him.

Nodded, "Indeed."

If the funeral ceremony to send off the immortals is held now, the people of Liyue will definitely be dissatisfied.

It is better to wait for a while before holding it.

At this time, Lin Mao got up from the ground. Looking at him, Zhongli took a step back unconsciously.

Looking at him, Lin Mao scratched his head embarrassedly, "I'm so sorry to make a mistake."

Hearing this, Zhongli breathed a sigh of relief. Almost, just a little bit!

His retirement plan was about to be cut in half.

Fortunately, his disguise was good enough, even Liuyun and other old friends couldn't see it.

But who is this guy now?

Why did he come to Liyue Harbor with Liuyun and others?

And what is their purpose in coming to Liyue Harbor?

There is no gunpowder smell with Ningguang, and it doesn't look like they are here to ask for punishment.

"Then I'll do it again."

Lin Mao's voice sounded in front of him, pulling Zhongli back from his thinking state.

Watching him move away from him, Zhongli didn't understand what it meant to do it again?

Swish——

In front of countless people, Lin Mao performed the sliding kneeling again, sliding directly from the gate of the Rebirth Hall to Zhongli.

Shouted: "Greetings to the Little Emperor!"

The words were full of respect.

At this time, the three immortals behind him also took action, bowed to Zhongli at the same time, and shouted the same words as Lin Mao.

"Greetings to the Little Emperor!"

"Ah?"

Looking at the scene in front of her, Ganyu opened her mouth slightly and made a cute sound.

The whole person looked silly.

Seeing her master like this, she hesitated for a while and bowed to Zhongli, "Greetings to the Little... Emperor."

Zhongli was silent, looking at the scene in front of him, his eyes twitched more than before.

The words in his mouth were hard to spit out for a long time.

What the hell is the Little Emperor!

But now is not the time to think about this problem.

The current situation is very unfavorable to him. If he is not careful, he may reveal his true identity if he reveals a trace of flaws.

At that time, his retirement plan will really be cut in half.

Moreover, according to his observation, these people cannot really determine his identity at the moment.

Maybe the title of 'Little Emperor' is also a trick to him.

So at this time, he must not expose any flaws, and he must find a way to dispel these people's doubts.

He pretended to be calm and said: "I think you immortals must have made a mistake. I am Zhongli, a guest official of the Wangsheng Hall. How can Zhongli, a mortal, be the 'Little Emperor' in the mouths of you immortals?"

"And... I am familiar with history, but I didn't know that there was a person called 'Little Emperor' in Liyue..."

Hearing this, the passers-by who were also shocked began to discuss in a low voice.

"Right, I have only heard of the Emperor, but not the Little Emperor."

"Could these immortals have made a mistake?"

"I watched Zhongli grow up, how could he be the so-called 'Little Emperor'..."

"..."

Zhongli's mouth twitched involuntarily.

The words of watching him grow up came out.

Although this body is my identity in the mortal world, I don’t have to pretend since childhood.

So the sentence, he is meHe was a little uncomfortable when the words he had watched grow up came out.

What a fabrication.

But he obviously couldn't respond to this matter. Once he responded, he would be completely exposed.

The retirement plan was declared bankrupt on the spot.

Bang——

Lin Mao slapped the ground hard.

No one saw how he stood up. He got up from the ground in just a blink of an eye.

He scolded with a red face: "Do you understand the emperor or do I understand the emperor!"

"We immortals have followed the emperor for thousands of years..."

Liu Yun moved his head. Why did he feel that this sentence was a little familiar.

"Live and die with him, prosper together, and suffer together!" Lin Mao worked very hard, his face flushed and his neck thick, and said: "Although it is a relationship between the monarch and the minister, there is no barrier between the monarch and the minister!

"The relationship between us and the emperor is like the moon and the stars, the sea breeze and the waves, the poetry and the melody..."

"? "

Question marks appeared on Liuyun and others' heads, staring blankly at Lin Mao who was talking more and more excitedly.

Why do these words sound more and more weird.

Zhongli can no longer care about these things. If he continues like this, he will become a little emperor even if he is not a little emperor.

Passersby have already discussed what Lin Mao said.

"As the relatives and friends of the emperor, the immortals do know more than us."

"Maybe the little emperor does exist, but it is not recorded in the history books. Maybe it is for protection?"

"..."

Just when Zhongli was about to speak, Lin Mao's voice sounded again.

"Little emperor! Just think of Uncle Lin begging you here! "

Liu Yun and the other two immortals widened their eyes upon hearing this.

Uncle Lin... Lin?

If it wasn't inappropriate, Liu Yun would have pecked two holes in his head!

What a disrespect!

If Xiao was there, he would have probably taken out his spear and put on his Nuo mask.

Zhong Li's mouth twitched after hearing this. He couldn't remember how many times he had been speechless in this short period of time.

Lin Mao didn't care about that. He looked at him and sighed, saying, "Even if you are dissatisfied with the Emperor, he is your... father after all?"

Lin Mao was entangled in the question of whether he was a father or a mother.

In the history of Liyue, Morax's incarnations were both male and female, so there would be no problem in saying father and mother.

"Uh - after all, the Emperor is your parent. "

After thinking it over, Lin Mao decided to compromise and take the first character.

"Now that the emperor has passed away, please do everything according to the emperor's will and don't be so petty. "

"Otherwise, Uncle Lin Mao, Aunt Xianyun, and the other... two uncles will be in a difficult situation. "

Ignoring Liu Yun's cold eyes, Lin Mao pretended to be an elder and persuaded Zhong Li to let go of his "grudge" with emotion and reason.

"..."