Genshin Impact: The Twelfth Executive is a Professional Gardener

"Zhongli? It's an interesting name, I'm Azel... The Twelfth Executive Officer of the Fatui. "

Hearing this Mr. Zhongli's self-introduction, I don't know why Lin Lang always has a sense of déjà vu, uh... Although with the memory he has recovered now, he still can't remember whether he has seen each other before.

Fortunately, this little meeting did not last long, and the little girl had already run over and dragged Zhongli away, heading for the mortuary.

"The Hall of the Dead is the funeral shop in Liyue Harbor, Tartaglia... Won't you introduce me to it?"

"Oh, the little girl with plum blossom eyes over there is named Hu Tao, and she is the seventieth of the Afterlife Hall... Several generations of hall masters came, I forgot, as for Zhongli next to him, he is a guest of the Afterlife Hall, well-informed, knowledgeable and polite, and can be regarded as my friend. "

Oh?"

Lin Lang glanced meaningfully at the smiling Tartaglia, and then turned his head to look at the man's back.

"You have so many friends, Solstice courtesans?"

"Don't tease me, it's all for the Empress and the Fatui... What's more, it's just an ordinary friend, what's going on in your head?"

Tartaglia raised his hand and wanted to pat Lin Lang's shoulder, but just as he was about to fall, he realized that he was now standing on Lin Lang's left, and his outstretched palm slammed... Then it was changed to hook Lin Lang's neck and drag him over.

This silent change did not escape Linlang's sight... sighed helplessly in his heart, although Tartaglia was very arrogant on the surface, but the person who was a brother couldn't help but be delicate.

It's just that he's obviously his brother, isn't he?

The Millelith who was kneeling on the ground beside Hu Tao and Zhongli was still crying, and it was reasonable to say that the funeral ceremony would have to find an auspicious time, but today they came late, and the right time had passed, so Hu Tao waited for him to cry enough before continuing to go on.

The little girl looked young and jumped, but in terms of professionalism is really not to be underestimated, Lin Lang was really dazzled by the sidelines, but in the process he looked around, and suddenly realized that the rest of the Millelith Army did not come.

"Why are there only a few of you here, and no one has come to investigate such a big matter as the arson of the Abyss Order?" Turning to

ask Tartaglia, he saw that he looked a little tired.

"Oops... You don't know, recently, we have teamed up with the Millelith Army to explore the Chasm, but we accidentally found traces of the Abyss Order in the abyss, in short, there is no extra manpower on both sides, so there is no need to investigate such a thing after knowing the result.

"Is it the Abyss Order again?"

they've been a little too active lately, having been making trouble in Mondstadt not long ago, and now they're entrenched in the Chasm.

When things go wrong, there must be demons.

The whole process was watched as the victim was buried with the help of the villagers, and it was probably at this

time that Miss Hu Tao finally had time to talk to Linlang's new friend and exchange a name or something.

It turned out to be the seventy-seventh generation hall master of the Afterlife Hall.

"Huo, you are also a fool, you really look the same as Mr. Gongzi, a jade-body, white-faced Xiaolangjun~?"

Hu Tao's eyes widened in surprise when he heard Lin Lang say that he was also an executive officer, and he looked up and down and commented, as if he suddenly thought of something, and took out a business card in his arms.

"Oh! This is the business card of the Hall of the Dead, the Fatui usually have a lot of tasks and a high risk factor, there must be a lot of people who go to Elysium, right?

Lin Lang didn't react for a while, Hu Tao was selling... Selling funeral services? It was a bit of a blast, and Mr. Gardener's head couldn't turn a little.

Fortunately, Tartaglia's whispered reminder and Zhongli's can't help laughing reluctantly responded to her words.

"Huh... Haha, definitely, but I try not to use this business card, by the way, this is for you, as a greeting gift. "

Ah, it's a plum blossom? Can you still pick a plum blossom at this time?"

Lin Lang stretched out his hand and bent down to give it to this ... A unique little girl, a delicate plum blossom that is the same as her pupils, successfully made her happy... and gave Zhang Xiangshengtang a discount coupon.

"Mr. Linlang, you take this, if you are happy one day in the future, let your friend take you and this discount coupon, I will give you half price!"

"..."

I thank you."

......

Hu Tao said that she wanted to stay here to guard the souls of the unjust souls who had died in vain, and Zhongli naturally wanted to stay with her and live in Qingce Village, so Lin Lang and Tartaglia took the first step.

Sitting in the carriage he rode when he came, stepping on the gentle road of Qingce Zhuang, Lin Lang saw through the window of the carriage the broken paper flowers that were gradually moving away and rising to the clouds, imagining the scene of the soul returning to the heavens.

"The soul returns to the heavens, and the living still walk. "

Huh?"

Tartaglia overheard the muttering words, and he didn't quite understand the meaning of Liyue's words, but Lin Lang didn't give him an answer, just smiled helplessly and closed the window of the car.

In fact, he always thought of Zhongli who he had just met in his mind, and he always felt that the way he looked at him was very complicated, and he couldn't forget it.

I guess we'll see each other again in the future.

As Qingce Village drifted away, the area ahead was Liyue Dihua Island, a land that grew in water, with reeds wafting in the breeze and Wangshu Inn rising from the plains watching passers-by.

But they have enough time left today to rest here.

"Hey Linlang, I asked my intelligence officer to investigate the latest news in Winterfell last night, and I didn't know you had gone to Mondstadt?" Tartaglia

finally thought about it when he was about to feel Liyue Harbor in the carriage, after all, Linlang said that his arm had been cut off by himself last night, and that something was wrong with Tartaglia when he returned to Liyue Harbor.

Lin Lang is a person who wants to engage in research and raise flowers, how could he cut off an arm? Even if it is to eliminate hidden dangers, his first reaction is definitely to eliminate those forces instead of cutting off his hands.

However, he was worried that his questioning would touch Lin Lang's privacy, so he only asked his subordinates to investigate the public opinion of Winterfell recently.

“... Well, I had asked the Empress to come to Liyue to find you, but who would have thought that you would be transferred to Mondstadt.

Lin Lang closed his eyes heavily, his heart would always be discovered one day, but he didn't expect it to be so fast, but on the surface, he wanted to struggle again.

"I didn't tell you just because I didn't want to distract you, don't go to Mondstadt to find me before Liyue's business is done, I know you can do this. "

“... Your arm was wounded in Mondstadt. "

It's an affirmative... Lin Lang did not deny it, after all, the news was about to spread all over the winter, and the next step was the whole Teyvat.

Lin Lang didn't dare to look at Tartaglia's gaze, he speculated that the other party must be very angry now, but the truth was different from what he expected at this time...

Tartaglia just grabbed Lin Lang's shoulders and hugged each other gently, the only thing in his words was his distress for his friend.

"Don't lie to me, in fact, my arm was lost because of some accident, your acting skills and lying skills are good, but they are useless to me. "

“... I don't expect to fool you.

"Don't let yourself get hurt again, I won't let you get hurt again. "