Genshin Impact: The Twelfth Executive is a Professional Gardener

Although Lin Lang had already seen that something was wrong, he was the only one who could use the elemental vision to see the abyssal aura, and those villagers didn't even have the vision of the gods, not to mention the elemental vision.

They can listen to Linlang's one-sided words, but they won't believe it... Although this is normal, Lin Lang will also be a little tired.

"Presumably, the Abyss Order saw that the Seven Stars and the Fatui had established cooperation now, and they were afraid that the alliance between the two parties would touch their interests, so they resorted to such a poisonous plan, and they also hoped that the villagers of Qingce Village would keep their eyes open and not be deceived by monsters.

As he spoke, he slowly walked up to the two lying on the ground, and under the nervous and hostile gaze of the villagers, he bent down and placed a white chrysanthemum beside him.

What a disaster... He was the one who died directly or indirectly because of him, but Lin Lang obviously tried his best not to let any innocent person leave because of him.

Taking a deep breath, he turned to look at the other side, wondering if what he had just said had an effect, some of them had indeed changed their minds.

Not to mention that there is also Grandma Ruoxin by her side to advise.

"Now that Lord Seven Stars and the Fatui are cooperating to explore the Chasm, it's better for us to have less trouble.

"If the Fatui don't want to do anything unprofitable, do us any good by burning down the house and killing an old couple?

Lin Lang pursed his lips and shrugged his shoulders, what could he do? He was also helpless.

After collecting the vines, no one impulsively wanted to pick up the hoe and fight to the death with the Fatui, everyone passed the most excited time, but the current atmosphere was still very cold and hard.

Just as Lin Lang was about to open his mouth and ask the pioneer intelligence officer in the team to go to Liyue Harbor to help report the news, a person suddenly appeared and changed the atmosphere of the field again.

"Yo, what's going on here?Is it on fire, or..."

Yelan, who happened to see the situation here, walked over from the side, and her originally relaxed tone disappeared after seeing the dead person, replaced by a little solemnity.

Of course, she also saw the Fatui logo that Lin Lang pinched in her hand, and looked at it with the elemental vision... It's all the breath of the abyss, and I've already guessed things in my heart.

Although the indignant young man who found the logo just now didn't know Yelan, he knew that she was an extraordinary person based on her temperament, and hurriedly repeated all the words he had just said.

"It's really perseverance, you..."

Lin Lang helplessly supported his forehead, but Yelan hugged his arm with interest.

Look at the little orange-haired guy who is still annoyed and weak.

"Logos, heh, here I am.

Yelan took out Jing Yan's logo from her pocket and threw it at him without hesitation, Jing Yan hurriedly caught it, and took a closer look at it was indeed his sergeant major logo.

"Yelan, why is it there with you?!"

"It's hard to understand when you touch it?" "It's

really annoying to steal things, at least Lin Lang feels worried, if it weren't for this logo, he wouldn't have lost an army just now."

As for Jing Yan, it was complete anger.

"I thought I had fallen off, but you touched it... Damn guys.

"You're still too tender. "

......

Yelan's appearance allowed the Fatui to completely clear the suspicion of arson, and the villagers who looked very embarrassed apologized and went back to rest under the leadership of Grandma Ruoxin.

The Fatui also returned to the camp, leaving only Lin Lang and Yelan on the field.

"You seem to hate the Fatui very much, why do you want to help?" Lin

Lang tilted his head in confusion and pursed his lips, asking softly, but the gesture he was used to looked like in Yelan's eyes

"Speak well, don't be coquettish, I don't eat this.

"We Liyue people have always been one is one, two is two, and we won't be charged lightly with trumped-up charges, let alone allies... My hatred of the Fatui is my private emotion.

But in an organization, people are always different.

Yelan's rhetoric made Lin Lang feel so familiar... He seemed to remember the snow-capped mountain again, and the ruins of Findneel, what the red-haired man had said to himself.

It's too much like that... So much so that Lin Lang accidentally laughed out loud.

This time it's Yelan's turn.

"Haha, it's nothing, I just thought of a person I knew, and he also said the same thing as you, and later I proved that his trust was betrayed, so don't think of me as a good person!" Lin

Lang hugged his arm very arrogantly, and nodded slightly, it seemed to be arrogant, but it was actually sweet and cute, fortunately, Yelan couldn't get it, just sighed contemptuously.

"I'll see. Then

he was going to leave.

"Hey, don't forget to send a message to Liyue Harbor, I won't let my intelligence officer do it. "

Yes. "

......

The next day, Lin Lang asked Jing Yan to lead the team to Liyue Harbor first, and specially instructed Jing Yan to take good care of Lang Yu planted in the flower pot, and he himself wanted to stay in Qingce Village to watch the two innocent old people who were affected by the disaster go to the ground.

Just for the white chrysanthemum he had yesterday.

Grandma Ruoxin welcomed him very warmly and served him her own carefully brewed tea.

The people who waited for the Hall of the Dead to come here until noon finally saw two carriages driving into the Qingce Village one after the other, accompanied by the sound of a lively girl humming.

"Dudu~Dududu~ There is business coming to the door again, my lord, I am happy in my heart~♪ ♪

""...?"

That voice sounds quite happy? Is there really anyone happy because someone died, Lin Lang walked out with Ruoxin, and saw a brown-haired, black-clothed, plum-eyed girl holding a large coffin, jumping out of the carriage.

Behind him was a calm, tall, thin young man with golden eyes.

When Lin Lang saw his scene, for some reason, his heart suddenly beat violently, as if he had some soul sense, which made him stunned in a trance.

The young man also saw Lin Lang, and for a moment it seemed that there were countless emotions in his eyes, but in the end he returned to calm, and faintly... Joy and melancholy.

In the end, it was an extremely sad cry that pulled Lin Lang out of the state of "as if he had returned to his old friend".

"Dad!Mother!" A

young man in Millelith uniforms got out of the car and cried and walked towards the corpse, and the girl holding the coffin hurriedly chased after him, leaving only the black-clothed young man and Lin Lang staring at each other with big eyes.

They all seem to be waiting for the other to say their first words.

It's just that this first sentence is neither what Lin Lang said, nor what the other party said, but...

"Hey, Linlang, and Mr. Zhongli, what's wrong with you two... Huh?"

Tartaglia stepped down from the second carriage, confused by the scene in front of him... Lin Lang was broken in an instant.

"Tartaglia, why are you here? "

Let's take a look at what the end-of-life ceremony looks like, you... Didn't you go with the big army?"

Tartaglia ran in front of Lin Lang in two or three steps, laughing and talking to him.

Lin Lang patted him on the shoulder.

"It's the same as you. "

I want to see the Hall of the Dead.

I kind of want to go together.

As for Zhongli, who was left behind at this moment, his perspective could see Lin Lang's bright smile when facing Tartaglia, and he hadn't seen his smile for a long time.

"Lin Lang, what a good name, as beautiful and pure as a pearl... I'm Zhongli, and I'm honored to... Get to know you. "