Original God: People are among fools, working from nine to five

Raiden Shogun landed on an island not far from Liyue Harbor.

He didn't want to enter Liyue so swaggeringly, lest he be perceived as provoking Liyue's gods.

The oldest of the Seven Archons.

Not only is the rock elemental power superb, but also a martial art is not under him.

It is the only existence of the Seven Gods that makes the general unable to raise his heart to fight.

The general temporarily sealed the rice light of the naginata, and then removed the golden hairpin from his forehead.

"From now on, I'm not Raiden Shogun, but Inazuma's traveler, Thunder Movie. "

By the way, it seems that I saw a ship crossing a thunderstorm just now, but I didn't have a [pass] pass.

The little cubs who have been commissioned by Kanding, it's time to clean up when you go back to Inazuma...

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Zhang Yuan opened his eyes early in the morning and looked at the alarm watch, 8:50.

He jumped up from the bed like a gust of wind, washed up briefly, and rushed out of the house.

Last night, in order to help Zhang Yuan control the power of the explosion in his body, Old Man Zhong and Zhang Yuan practiced against each other until the second half of the night.

If it weren't for Old Man Zhong's strong protective power of the rock element, Tianyu Valley would probably have become a Tianxuan Cave.

Many of the hapless hilichurls were also caught up in it, and they were all scorched by the lightning.

And the tall king of the rock helmet hill squatted on the ground with his head in his hands and shivered, for fear that he would grow too tall and cause the sky to be wiped out.

This also caused Zhang Yuan to seriously not sleep well last night, usually Zhang Yuan woke up naturally at eight o'clock, but today he opened his eyes at 8:50.

With sparks and lightning all the way, Zhang Yuan finally got stuck and clicked to the Hall of the Dead.

Zhongli was already waiting in front of the hall, and although there was no change on the surface, his bright yellow pupils showed a tired look of playfulness.

Although the strength of the Yan Wang Ye has not diminished back then, after all, he is thousands of years old, and he is still a little unbearable in a high-intensity battle at night.

"Old Man Zhong, where are you going today?"

"Wait for someone first. "

Who are you waiting for?" Zhongli

didn't say anything, but sat in his chair and closed his eyes.

After a while, the cheerful singing of a girl came from the Hall of the Dead.

"Da Qiuqiu is sick, Erqiu Qiu is sick, Sanqiu Qiu is sick, and Siqiu Qiuqiu is screaming~"

The door was kicked open, and a girl with a hexagram hat jumped out of it, holding her hands in front of her, revealing her cute little tiger teeth.

The person who came was none other than the [Dark Poet of the Alley School] and the [77th Generation Hall Master of the Afterlife Hall], Hu Tao.

Zhang Yuan noticed that Old Man Zhong, who had collapsed in front of Taishan and remained unchanged, twitched the corners of his mouth slightly when Hall Master Hu kicked the door out.

"Zhong-first-sheng——, I see that you are young but old-fashioned, especially today, you are tired, do you want to book a package in the Hall of the Dead in advance

!" "The hall master guarantees that Mr. Zhong's white affairs will definitely be handled by the hall master himself!"

"No... No need..."

Zhongli hurriedly waved his hand, his fingers pointing in Zhang Yuan's direction.

Hu Tao turned his head and found a new face, and he was immediately overjoyed.

"Hello this gentleman, welcome to the Hall of the Dead, is there any funeral to do? Now place an order to buy one get one free~"

Should I thank you for buying one and getting one free, or should I scold you and curse my family for ruining and dying..."

Zhang Yuan finally understood what Old Man Zhong's abnormal behavior was for before, but unfortunately it was a little late.

Master Hu asked left and right, both funeral service and homely chatter, and proudly introduced the [Dark Poetry of the Alley School] that she was proud of.

Finally

, he said, "This gentleman, you are not, you are not, what are you here for?"

He now felt that Hu Tao was like a koala hanging on a tree, confused but unable to shake it off.

In the end, it was Old Man Zhong who stood up and broke the siege.

"Hall Master Hu, the hall has recently cooperated with the Fatui, and Zhang Yuan was sent by the Fatui to cooperate with my work.

Could it be that the Fatui who spanned seven countries, did all kinds of evil, and was famous for making children stop crying?!"

Zhang Yuan: ...

"Ahem, Master Hu, didn't you say yesterday that you would do a few more orders of business today?"

"Oh! Yes! I remembered! Mr. Zhong, Brother Zhang, let's go and collect customers!" Hu

Tao came back to her senses at once, she straightened the hexagram hat on her head, and rushed out of the Afterlife Hall in a hurry.

Zhang Yuan and Zhongli glanced at each other, and they both saw the [tired gaze of an adult] in each other's eyes.

There was no way, they could only quickly catch up with Hu Tao who was scattering joy in front.

Seeing Hu Tao jumping and jumping in front of him, Zhang Yuan couldn't help but whisper:

"Old Man Zhong, what kind of wind is that girl pumping, why is she so noisy?"

"It's not the thunder you triggered yesterday."

Zhongli couldn't help but roll his eyes.

"Word has spread in Liyue Harbor that the demon of thunder and lightning has descended, possessing a powerful demonic power that even the immortals cannot match.

"Although he was stopped by the Emperor this time, the demonic heart will not disperse, and he will soon lead the demon ship back to Liyue.

"When the time comes, the lives will be ruined, and all families will wear linen and filial piety.

"This is what the author of "Shen Qiu Picks Up the Sword Record" wrote overnight last night.

"The novel written by this author before was tepid in the Wanshu Anthology, but it became a mess with this short article, and even sold hundreds of more copies with "Shen Qiu Sword Record".

"The point is, someone really takes it seriously, so make an appointment for a funeral service with Hu Tao in advance.

Zhang Yuan fell silent.

Why did things end up like this....

Also, how can the people of Liyue even believe such an outrageous story!,

the author of "Shen Qiu Picks Up the Sword", if I remember correctly, it should be Xingqiu.

You don't want to be the eldest young master of your Chamber of Commerce, even if you go to the Guhua School to learn swords, why do you still love to write this kind of crappy novel!

In the end, the business of the Afterlife Hall skyrocketed, and it was him Zhang Yuan and the old man Zhongli who were affected.

"It's called karma, and it's tried and tested.

Zhongli seemed to see through Zhang Yuan's thoughts, and said lightly.

Zhang Yuan: ....

"Hey, you two, why are you walking so slowly! The Hall of the Dead has finally opened, so we can't go faster!"

"Let's go, let's hurry up a little bit."

Zhongli sighed.

Zhang Yuan, on the other hand, looked around and suddenly felt a little familiar.

It's like he's been here yesterday.

"Where are we going?"

"Eat Tiger Rock." "

Eat Tiger Rock Market?"

"Yes, Hu Tao wants to sell the services of the Afterlife Hall to the crowd coming and going. "

When people do business, we go to sell white services, aren't

we looking for scolding?" "Yes, that's right, we're looking for scolding."

Zhongli sighed again.

"It's true that the Afterlife Hall is here for business, but it's all booked by Qingce Village.

"Those old men and ladies in Qingce Village are all old buddies of Grandpa Hu Tao, and when they heard the legend of the so-called "Thunderbolt Demon", they were all indignant to go to the battlefield to fight against you, the demon, and defend Liyue.

"Fortunately, they were stopped by the Millelith Army, but they all booked a funeral business here in Hutao, with the ambition of giving up their lives for righteousness.

Hu Tao thought that the business tide was coming, so he shouted to come to eat Tiger Rock today to solicit business.

Zhang Yuan stopped all of a sudden.

Come on, let's run away.

I'd rather not have today's check-in rewards, and I can't stay here to eat Tiger Rock.

Otherwise, tomorrow, it's a question of whether I can stay in Liyue any longer.

"You don't want to run away, do you?"

Zhongli's eyes stared straight at Zhang Yuan's left foot, which had been secretly moving backwards.

"You know, [Childe] sent you to work with me, and at the same time signed a contract.

"The contract says that if you work for [Childe] for me, I will pay [Childe] what he wants, and you can also get a good amount of money from [Childe]."

"And if you run away now, you're breaking the contract. "

Break your word, be punished by eating rocks!"

"You... I don't want to experience it, do I!"

Zhang Yuan saw the anger in Old Man Zhong's eyes.

He couldn't help but shrink his neck.

"You always laugh, how could I want to run away! Let's go, let's go and follow the master of the Hu Hall, for the revival of the Death Hall..."

Hu Tao clasped his hands around his waist and stood in front of an old man on crutches.

The old man was still holding a kite he had picked from the stall.

"Old man, the Afterlife Hall is now a big reward, buy one get one free

for the funeral service!" "Hurry up and buy a copy, our funeral service in the Afterlife Hall is the best in Liyue, even if your children and grandchildren die at the hands of the Thunderbolt Demon, they can still smile without a smile!" When

the old man heard this, he was so angry that his hands on crutches were trembling.

"You little doll, how dare you curse me like this

!" "The old man is going to the General Affairs Department to complain about you!!"

Then in the eyes of the stall owner, he threw the kite to the ground and walked away with a curse in his mouth.

"If you don't buy it, you won't buy it! Why do you still complain about me! This old man is so angry!" Hu

Tao pursed his lips, turned his head, and looked at the stall owner's eldest brother again.

The stall owner looked at Hu Tao with red eyes, his chest kept moving up and down, and his mouth was panting.

"Brother stall owner, are you okay? It's okay if it's not good! Do you want to try our funeral in the Hall of the Dead?"

"Get out of ————————!!!

."