Original God: I am in Sumeru, and I become the God of Grass at the beginning

"How do you know this?" Luo Mu asked.

Zhongli shrugged, "Of course I heard her say it herself.

"I've been searching for the truth about Solas's death, how could someone like him give up so easily?"

"In my conversation with the little Lucky Grass King, I finally realized the will of the one named 'Bull', who inherited everything from Solas, but it didn't seem to be him. "

She told me everything and wanted me to help her when the change came.

Hearing this, Luo Mu had a bad feeling in his heart, "Help Solas resurrect?" "

Well, so to speak. Zhongli looked into the distance, the afterglow of the setting sun quickly reflected in his pupils.

"As long as you can find the buried power of Solas and obtain the God Heart in your body, Bull can take his place and officially become the second generation of grass gods.

"What?!" Luo Mu immediately sensed the elements and confirmed: "If she really succeeds, then what will Xiao Jixiang do? Don't you have any thoughts about this?" "If she

succeeds, the best case for Xiao Jixiang is to turn into a grass spirit again, and the worst is ...... is to disappear into the world, and maybe when the time comes, no one will remember her except you and me.

"As for my thoughts, I'm sorry, it's not part of the contract, and I don't want to interfere too much. "

No...... I won't let this happen!" Luo Mu's breathing became rapid, and he subconsciously took a half step back.

But one of them didn't stand still, causing him to fall to the ground.

"Be careful......" Zhongli leaned down, trying to help him.

"No, let me be quiet. Luo Mu waved his hand, and was about to say something more, but in the end he lay on the ground and fell into deep thought.

"Bang!"

a crisp sound came from not far away.

The grass slime, which had been petrified just now, has now regained its freedom.

It staggered in front of Luo Mu, then burrowed into the soil, and then drilled out, gently lifting him up.

Grass Slime: Lord Grass God, it's cool on the ground.

"Huh?" Luo Mu leaned on the grass slime and said in a low voice, "Thank you for your concern."

Seeing this, Zhongli sighed and didn't say anything.

"Zhongli, you said before that this is a matter outside the contract, so you don't want to interfere, so if I want to sign a contract with you, do I need to pay any price?" Luo Mu slowly got up and asked.

The grass slime on the ground stumbled a few times, and soon fled.

"It shouldn't be called a price. Zhongli corrected: "Both sides of the contract have paid and benefited, and when the balance of the transaction reaches balance, the contract is established." "

Then if I want you to help Xiao Jixiang, what chips do I need to place on the scales on my side?" Luo Mu asked.

"Help her, isn't this tantamount to confronting my former best friend

?" "Ah, it's a bit inappropriate, isn't it?" Luo Mu gritted his teeth, thinking that there was nothing wrong with this, because it was Bull who inherited Solas's will, and Xiao Jixiang was just a grass elf.

"No, there's nothing wrong with that. Zhongli paused, "As long as the chips are right, nothing is non-negotiable."

"I'd like to hear about it.

"I will do my best to help Xiao Jixiang, and the corresponding chips are...... You must find Reindot and find the 'truth' she and Soras are seeking. "

Is that all?" Luo Mu confirmed.

"Hmm. Zhongli nodded, "That's it. "

Well, I promised, I will definitely find Reindott and find out the 'truth'. Luo Mu said in a deep voice.

The two glanced at each other, then touched their palms and said in unison:

"The contract has been made, and those who break their promises should be punished by eating rocks." "

......

When

Luo Mu was about to go back to the room, he found Cyno squatting at the door.

"You're back!, would the Emperor of the Rock want to see me?" Cyno asked excitedly.

"Hmm......" Luo Mu chuckled in his heart, he actually forgot about ......

matter"Can you tell me what you want to ask Emperor Iwa? I saw him today, but he doesn't seem to want to meet outsiders.

"Ahh......h

Luo Mu cleared his throat and interrupted Cyno's words.

"You have too many questions to ask, but I can give answers to all of your questions, since the emperor doesn't want to see outsiders, do you want to listen to me?"

"Okay." Cyno immediately agreed.

Judging by his expression, it seemed that he was not interested in the Rock Emperor, but only in the history of Liyue.

Luo Mu smiled and invited Cyno into the room.

The two sat cross-legged on the bed, from the evening to the late night, and from the late night to the early morning.

During this period, Luo Mu vividly portrayed the general history of Liyue for thousands of years, as well as various ghost myths, as if he had witnessed it.

Whenever Cyno asks questions, he will also patiently answer them.

After learning everything he wanted to know, Cyno got up and prepared to leave.

But Luo Mu didn't say anything polite to him, and directly pushed him down on the bed.

The two of them had no sleep all night, and in the blink of an eye, it was early in the morning.

......

Day 2

: The Jade Pavilion

is a palace in the sky hovering above Liyue Harbor, and the private residence of the Heavenly Power Condensation in the Seven Stars of Liyue.

The trade agreement between Liyue and Sumeru was decided to be signed here.

In the Jade Pavilion, the people from all sides quickly sat down in the corresponding positions.

On the Sumeru side, there is the envoy Cyno, the accompanying scholar Luo Mu, and a gilded brigade guard.

On Liyue's side, there are Tianquan Xingningguang, Yuhengxing Keqing, and Liyue Qixing's secretary Ganyu.

The two sides stared at each other, and the scene was a little embarrassing for a while.

Luo Mu's gaze kept "beating" on Keqing and Ganyu.

After a closer look, these two female characters appear more charming.

Ningguang sorted out the papers on the table, and his expression looked a little solemn.

She pursed her lips and was about to speak.

But just then, a man walked outside the gate.

When Ke Qing heard the prestige, she quickly frowned, and thought: What is Zhong Li, the guest of the Dead Hall, doing here?