Genshin Impact: The traitor doesn't even let his senior sister go

Song Yinjian pointed at the body in the ice coffin and said in a relaxed tone, "Go get Bai Zhu from Bubu Lu to perform an autopsy, and the truth will naturally come to light. If that doesn't work, have Master Hu Tao from the Wangsheng Hall perform a ritual. She can communicate with the dead."

When Keqing heard this, she couldn't help but roll her eyes.

Baizhu is a miracle doctor who saves lives and heals the wounded, but he is not a forensic doctor who specializes in autopsies.

As for Walnut, although the girl has a quirky and unruly personality, what she hates most is disturbing the dead.

However, Keqing didn't directly reject this unreliable proposal. Instead, she turned her gaze to the still-crying Pan Huilian and said threateningly, "Mrs. Pan, I urge you to reveal the whole truth as soon as possible. If we wait until we use Boss Song's proposed method to uncover the truth, you'll face a severe sentence."

Pan Huilian knew in her heart that the truth behind Mr. Zhang's death would be revealed sooner or later.

She gritted her teeth, a trace of determination flashed in her eyes, and without hesitation, she pushed everything onto Zhang Feng, crying, "It's all that Zhang Feng, he's a beast! He raped and defiled me, and used this as a threat to force me to murder my husband with him! My poor husband, pity him... Wuuuuu..."

At this moment, Zhang Feng, who had been outside the hall, heard Pan Huilian's words and immediately rushed in, shouting, "Pan Huilian, you vicious woman! You are so vicious! It was you who seduced me first, and when our affair was discovered by the master, it was you who came up with the idea to poison him. Now you're trying to put all the blame on me!"

When Pan Huilian heard Zhang Feng's rebuttal, she threw away all her manners and started cursing: "Zhang Feng, you bastard, you have done such a cruel and absurd thing, and now you want to bite me back and put the blame on me. Are you even human?"

Zhang Feng was not to be outdone, jumping up and down and firing back, "You fickle bitch, stop pretending to be pitiful. You know exactly what kind of person you are!"

The two of them were like a shrew and a scoundrel in the street, cursing at each other, and all kinds of filthy and unbearable words poured out of their mouths like a machine gun.

Who could have thought that just a few days ago, they were still cuddling in the same bed, saying sweet words about staying together for life and making vows to each other.

Song Yinjian watched this exciting quarrel with great interest, his main focus on Pan Huilian's emotions rising and falling with anger.

Shen He has always hated such noisy and vulgar scenes. She frowned slightly and walked out without saying a word.

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Soon, officials from the Criminal Justice Department arrived and took away Pan Huilian and Zhang Feng, the adulterous couple.

Keqing glanced at Song Yinjian who was still leisurely lying on the chair, turned around and prepared to leave without saying hello.

Seeing Keqing about to leave, Song Yinjian quickly jumped up from his chair and quickly ran towards her. With a wide smile on his face, he called out, "Master Ke, wait a moment."

When Keqing heard this name, a nameless anger suddenly surged in her heart, and she always felt that this was a mockery of her.

She turned around and said bluntly, "Don't call me Master Carver. If you have anything to say, please say it quickly. I have a lot of work to do today!"

Song Yinjian rubbed his hands awkwardly. "It's about that thing I told you about last time, about buying land to build a cemetery."

Upon hearing this, Keqing's face turned even colder. Without even turning her head, she quickened her pace and turned away.

Song Yinjian quickly raised his voice and shouted, "Master Ke, I can give you more money!"

"roll!"

Chapter 4 Business Subcontracting

After Keqing left, the only people left in the huge hall were Song Yinjian and Mr. Zhang who was lying in the ice coffin.

Before Song Yinjian traveled to this world, three generations of his ancestors were in the funeral business. His father even gave him a name that sounded like "sending to the underworld."

Therefore, he was not very afraid of being alone with the corpse, but the cold air emitted by the ice coffin was a bit creepy.

Outside the hall, servants and guards with different expressions came from time to time to inquire about the situation.

When they learned that Mr. Zhang was poisoned to death by Pan Huilian and Zhang Feng, they all chose to go to the warehouse to collect the remaining wages and then left resolutely.

With their departure, this mansion, which was once bustling and full of vitality, suddenly became deserted.

Just then, footsteps were heard and Hu Tao and Zhongli walked in together.

Hu Tao ran up to Song Yinjian, her big eyes gleaming with gloating delight. She was so excited she was practically dancing with joy. "Hehe, bitch Song, your business is ruined! This is what happens to bitches like you!"

Song Yinjian looked at the quirky girl before him and said calmly, "Master Hu Tao, I'm sorry to disappoint you. Madam Pan has already paid the deposit for the funeral arrangements, a full two million Mora."

Upon hearing this, Hu Tao froze in place, and the expression on her face instantly changed from gloating to disbelief.

Her eyes widened, her mouth hanging open. After a moment's pause, she came to her senses and exclaimed, "A deposit of two million Mora? Why don't you just go and rob it? Our most expensive funeral package at Wangsheng Hall only costs one million Mora."

Song Yinjian continued slowly, "At that time, I also recommended your Wangsheng Hall to Madam Pan. But who would have thought that when Madam Pan heard that you had the ability to send the dead souls to the afterlife, she immediately changed her mind."

When Zhongli, who was standing by, heard this, he immediately understood why Pan Huilian would rather spend that extra money and avoid the Wangsheng Hall and choose Song Yinjian to handle funeral-related matters.

Hu Tao was simple-minded and hadn't figured out the key to this. Instead, she boasted smugly, "There are always some souls who linger in the mortal realm, reluctant to leave. This hall master naturally wants to send them on their way so they can rest in peace. Apparently, Madam Pan must have thought I was too good to be true. Her limited funds simply couldn't afford me, so she chose you."

As he said this, he made a face at Song Yinjian.

Song Yinjian raised the corner of his mouth slightly, bringing out a smile, "Master Hu, let's not talk about this for now. I have a business deal here that I want to discuss with you."

Hu Tao was stunned for a moment, blinked her eyes, and asked, "Talking business with me? Don't you know that we are enemies in the same industry?"

Song Yinjian waved his hand and said sternly, "Master Hu, you can't say that. We're all in the same industry, just like eating from the same pot. Prosperity and adversity are shared by all. For the healthy development of our industry, we should all help each other, don't you agree?"

Hu Tao just felt that it was ridiculous. This bitch Song was the most shameless guy when it came to stealing business, and now he actually said that they wanted to help each other?

She asked doubtfully, "How on earth are you going to help each other?"

Song Yinjian replied, "It's like this. I plan to subcontract the job of guarding the corpse to your Wangsheng Hall."

Upon hearing this, Hu Tao's face flushed with anger. She put her hands on her hips and said angrily, "Our Wangsheng Hall is for the deceased to be reborn, not to guard corpses."

Song Yinjian said calmly, "It will take two people to guard the corpse, and it will cost 10,000 Mora a day."

When Hu Tao heard the price, his eyes suddenly lit up and he quickly calculated the price in his mind.

She said directly, "Okay, deal! From now on, Zhongli Keqing and I will guard here. However, you have to reimburse our food expenses as well. It can't be less."

Song Yinjian immediately replied, "Food expenses cannot exceed two thousand Mora a day."

Hu Tao grumbled in dissatisfaction: "Bitch Song, you are too stingy!"

Song Yinjian chuckled, "If you don't do it, there are plenty of people who will."

Hu Tao was so angry that her teeth itched. She wanted to refuse outright, but when she thought of Wangsheng Hall's dire financial situation, she reluctantly agreed: "Hmph, this time I'll let you off easily."

"Then I'll trouble you two!"

After Song Yinjian finished speaking, he turned and left, going to the courtyard to look for his senior sister.

After leaving, Zhongli sat on the chair where Song Yinjian had just sat and closed his eyes to rest.

By this time, Hu Tao could no longer contain his curiosity and ran to the ice coffin to study it.

She leaned forward to examine it carefully, then circled around the ice coffin, constantly exclaiming in amazement: "This ice coffin is really useful. I wish I could have an ice-type divine eye too."

At this point, she clasped her hands together and began to pray to the Ice God with a devout look on her face: "Great Ice God, please grant me a divine eye! If you ever pass away, I will give it to you for free, without charging a single Mora. What a bargain!"

Zhongli, who was standing by, was speechless upon seeing this. He said calmly, "Master Hu Tao, from a common sense perspective, no one in the world has ever obtained two God's Eyes."

It would have been fine if he hadn't spoken, but when he did, Walnut started complaining non-stop.

"Guest Zhongli, if it weren't for you constantly sending bills to the Rebirth Hall, how could this hall master have fallen to the task of guarding corpses?"

“When I think of that bitch Song’s face just now, I really want to beat him up!

"Zhongli Keqing, look at you, didn't you just bring in some business for the Wangsheng Hall? But how could that money be enough for you to go through all this trouble? I really don't understand why Grandpa has to let this young girl, the hall master, support an old man like you? Humph!"

Chapter 5: Cultivation Waste

Under the gentle caress of the warm afternoon sun, Song Yinjian leisurely led his donkey cart and walked slowly on the bustling streets of Liyue Harbor.

Shen He was a quiet person by nature and didn't like the noisy and lively atmosphere, so he went back to the store alone halfway.

Song Yinjian shuttled between various shops and bought a large amount of supplies along the way.

Soon, the donkey cart was filled with supplies, causing the stupid donkey, which it named Planning, to make sharp noises frequently, as if protesting against the heavy burden.

As for why he chose such a strange name, of course he was being careless on purpose.

As for its dissatisfaction and protest, Song Yinjian said that there were too many and too complicated voices around him, and he needed to calm down and make some distinctions first.

Of course, this stupid donkey will still move forward. After all, it still depends on Song Yinjian to have enough food.

As the sun gradually set, the sky was dyed a brilliant orange-red. Song Yinjian, pulling a donkey cart loaded with supplies, walked into the back door of a shop called "Xianjia Liyi".

As soon as I walked in, a group of children in the yard came up to me.

It's just that some of them are special. Some of them can't hear, some can't speak, and some can't do both.

They gathered around Song Yinjian with great joy, and excitedly gestured with their hands to show how many paper money, paper figures, etc. they had folded today.

Song Yinjian turned around and took out a bag of colorful lollipops from the donkey cart, then took out a bag of Mora, and distributed them to the children one by one.

The children who got the lollipops and Mora ran towards their homes happily.

Not far away, Shen He looked at Song Yinjian quietly. She always felt that he had an inexplicable attraction at this moment, so she kept her eyes on him.

After distributing the candies, Song Yinjian kept a lollipop, walked up to her and handed it to her.

Shen He took the candy as usual, still without saying a word, but a barely perceptible fluctuation flashed in his eyes.

Then she turned and walked into her room.

Song Yinjian didn't care. He turned around and went to the donkey cart to get the vegetables he had just bought.

Soon the sound of pots and pans colliding could be heard in the kitchen.

Soon, he had prepared two dishes and a soup that exuded an alluring aroma. He brought these delicious dishes to the table, arranged them neatly, and then went to the wine cellar to get a pot of fragrant white wine.

His senior sister has always been aloof from worldly affairs, so Song Yinjian did not bother her. He sat alone at the dining table, ready to enjoy dinner.

At this moment, there was a creaking sound and the door was suddenly pushed open. A burly and strong man strode in.

As soon as he entered the room, he shouted at the top of his voice, "Oh, Junior-Martial Brother Song, what a coincidence! My stomach is rumbling, and you're already serving dinner. Hehe, I'm so embarrassed."

Although he said this, the expression on his face did not show any embarrassment at all.

After saying that, he strode straight towards the dining table, sat down on the chair, then grabbed the wine jug on the table and poured himself a full glass of wine as if no one was around.

Seeing this, Song Yinjian couldn't help but tease, "Master Lishui, this is not a coincidence at all. You come at the exact time every day."

Li Shui ignored his teasing and drank the glass of wine he had just filled. He sighed in satisfaction, "What a great wine! This wine is really strong. It's so refreshing to drink!"

Song Yinjian chuckled and said, "Uncle Master, if you really like this Erguotou, I have a proposal. I can send you ten jars of this fine wine every month, as long as you can teach me those immortal techniques. What do you think?"

Upon hearing this, Li Shui put down his wine glass and said helplessly, "Nephew, it's not that I don't want to teach you, it's just that your aptitude is too poor. You've been training with your master for more than two years and taking countless elixirs before you can barely refine your Qi. If nothing unexpected happens, you'll only be able to..."

Before he finished speaking, his voice was filled with surprise, "You've actually reached the middle stage of Qi Refining?"

Then, he sighed softly, "That's all I can say. Your aptitude is still so rubbish. You should know that your senior sister Shen He skipped the Qi Refining stage and went straight to the Foundation Establishment stage after just one day of cultivation. You might as well give up earlier and enjoy this rich life."

Song Yinjian picked up the wine jug and poured himself a glass of wine, but then asked, "Then, Uncle Master, how can I learn your immortal arts?"

Li Shui watched him tightly grasp the wine jug in his hand and could only say, "Foundation building. As long as you can successfully build your foundation, this immortal will teach you the Nine Heavens Lightning Immortal Technique."

Song Yinjian's eyes suddenly lit up. What he longed for most was this extremely powerful thunder technique.

"A word is settled!"

Afterwards, the two of them drank and ate comfortably while chatting about all sorts of things.

Most of the time, Lishui was excitedly bragging about his heroic deeds in the Demon War.

Song Yinjian responded today with more enthusiasm than usual because he had received the promise of the Lishui Sect's thunder magic.

He sometimes marveled at it, sometimes agreed with it, which made Li Shui speak even more excitedly.

In this way, the two chatted until the bright moon hung high in the sky, casting a silvery glow.

Li Shui was finally satisfied and returned home with a slight drunkenness.

After Song Yinjian cleaned up the table, dealt with the leftovers, and washed the cups, plates, and bowls, he turned around and returned to his residence.

After a quick wash to wash away the fatigue and smell of alcohol, he returned to the slightly simple bedroom.

The furnishings in the bedroom are extremely simple, with a bed, a desk and a few chairs being all the household items.

Chapter 6 New Business

The next day, until noon, Song Yinjian leisurely headed towards Mr. Zhang's house.

As soon as I walked into the main hall, I saw Keqing leading two civil servants from the Criminal Law Department to perform an autopsy on the body of Mr. Zhang in the ice coffin in the center of the main hall.

Walnut watched with great interest, occasionally interjecting a few words and putting forward his own eccentric and fanciful ideas.

Zhongli sat in a chair, concentrating on reading the recently popular novel "Fights Break Sphere".

Song Yinjian was not very interested in the autopsy. He found a chair outside the hall that looked comfortable, sat down slowly, and then closed his eyes to rest.