20demayo Chapter 154 Ridiculous Assassination
Chapter 154 Ridiculous Assassination
After listening to Mo Ran's long speech, Wan Yan disagreed in her heart and still insisted on her own ideas. She said: "When I was doing archaeological research, I learned some legends about the Salt Demon God."
"The Salt Demon Heulia was a kind demon, but she was assassinated by Morax... in dishonorable ways during the war."
Paimon was surprised and said, "No way! According to what we heard from the immortals, the Rock King is almost invincible. Could it be that the power of the Salt Demon God is so strong that... well, Paimon can't imagine it!"
Mo Ran snorted coldly and said, "It is indeed impossible. According to records, from ancient times to the present, all the demon gods killed by the emperor have been included in a list, but the demon god Heulia is not among them."
"I think there is no need for the Emperor to cover up this matter just because of a demon god. If you don't believe me, you can check it yourself at Wanwen Collection, or go to various book stalls in Liyue. You will find this ancient book there."
"Also, didn't the True Lord of Demon-Extermination and Removal of Disasters erect a stone tablet, inscribed with the truth about the death of the Salt Demon God, to warn future generations? You have lived in Liyue Harbor for so many years, haven't you seen it? Or are you not from Liyue, and have moved here recently?"
Wanyan's eyes were piercing as she said with great certainty, "Zhangmo Chuzhang Zhenjun is an immortal under Morax's command, so his actions are bound to be biased. Only by finding the real truth can we verify all this! Please explain it to me, Mr. Zhongli."
Zhongli sighed and said slowly: "This matter has a long history. I don't know where to start."
Wanyan's expression changed, and she was about to ask more questions. At this moment, a man dressed in a cotton-padded jacket came over. As soon as they met, he was eager to get close to her, "Oh, here, here, Mr. Zhongli! Oh, I finally found you."
"The Fatui?!" Kong was alert and mobilized all his elemental power, ready to attack the man in the cotton coat at any time.
Paimeng shouted, "Put down your weapons and keep your distance! Otherwise... Otherwise I will report to the Qianyan Army!"
The man explained helplessly: "I didn't carry any weapons in the first place, haha, don't be so wary, my name is Clement, I'm an archaeological researcher sent by the Fatui, I'm not here to cause trouble!"
Paimon curled his lips and said, "The Fatui always say this, but doesn't it always end up with something bad?"
Clement took out the permit from the General Affairs Department and said, "This is the permit from the Liyue General Affairs Department. Is there any problem now?"
Mo Ran said sarcastically, "Since the last incident, the Fatui's entry permit is not cheap, and the permit to visit and study ancient monuments is even more expensive. The Fatui are really generous!"
"What do you want to do this time? Dig up the Emperor's tomb? Steal the remains of some demon god? Or steal some information from Liyue Harbor?"
"Just say it directly. It can also save Zhidong from paying hundreds of millions of Mora and save face. Although the Fatui are now the rats that everyone wants to kill, Liyue is a country of etiquette after all. Don't make things difficult for the Seven Stars!"
Mo Ran's eyes narrowed slightly, and he said in a deep voice: "Otherwise, you can let me handle it."
Clement's forehead was sweating, and he hurriedly said, "Hey, wait, wait, I don't have those plans. Before this, I had already paid a large sum of money to the Wangsheng Hall and invited Mr. Zhongli to join the archaeological team."
Zhongli hesitated for a moment before saying, "So, this is work, right? Since it's work, there's nothing I can do about it. As a guest of the Wangsheng Hall, I have to respect this status."
Clement smiled and said, "Mr. Zhongli is indeed a reasonable person. However, it is getting late now. Let's make an appointment to meet tomorrow morning at the Solitary Cloud Pavilion. Is that okay?"
"Yes!" Mo Ran's voice was still cold and stern, and he said, "I have a close relationship with Hall Master Hu. I think there will be no objection if I follow a guest official for a while."
Clement hesitated for a moment and hadn't agreed yet. Wanyan, who was free, and Paimeng and the other two asked to go together.
Clement immediately said impatiently: "We are an archaeological team, not a sightseeing group! I can't bring so many people!"
"That's not necessarily true." Mo Ran was still interrupting, "If you don't let me follow you, it will be hard for me to determine what your purpose is. You might report it to the General Affairs Department when you return. This will be a waste of time and effort."
"Plus, I have the person that Hall Master Hu has been dreaming about. If I don't go, and Hall Master Hu secretly stirs up trouble, Mr. Zhongli will definitely not follow me. As for the pen, just treat it as a stone sinking into the sea and you can't get it back."
Clement was so angry that veins popped out on his forehead. He secretly made up his mind that this guy who always looked for trouble would disappear after he succeeded!
Thinking of this, Clement glanced at the two groups of people who were following him, and thought to himself that the blond boy seemed to be quite famous, so it would be a good opportunity to capture him, and then he wouldn't have to worry about promotion or wealth.
This woman, although she doesn't look good, has a nice body. When she's no longer useful, she'll give you a good beating so that you can't even walk. Who told you to follow her? Haha...
"Okay, okay, it's settled then. We'll meet on time tomorrow. No later than the appointed time!" Clement turned and left, with the unspeakable look in his eyes still there. It was likely to be a sleepless night.
Mo Ran also said: "It's late, we should go back, and we can talk about everything tomorrow."
A man in black strode away with big strides. The blond boy and the white-haired floating object looked around and hurried to follow. Zhongli had no choice but to follow and ignored the ignorant mortal behind him.
We took a small boat back to the port. The streets were still brightly lit and crowded with people. The commercial port was no less prosperous than during the day.
Paimeng took a bite of the barbecue that Kong had bought for him, swallowed it with satisfaction, and asked, "Mo Ran, just now on the Zhudian Boat, why did I feel that you were different from usual?"
Mo Ran put his hands together, looking like an ordinary citizen. He looked at the lights of thousands of houses that had not changed for a thousand years. He said slowly, "Of course, we don't have to be nice to our enemies. Plus, I'm a little depressed. I have to say that this Fatui really came at the right time."
Sora said with concern: "Then everything should be alright now."
Mo Ran let out a breath and said, "After venting it out, I do feel much better, haha." He smiled brightly, inexplicably brilliant.
Zhong Li folded his arms in front of him and said suddenly, "Mr. Mo Ran is indeed a man of character. I am ashamed of myself and admire him!"
Mo Ran curled his lips and didn't reply.
Paimeng bit off the last piece of meat and threw the skewer into the trash can. He mumbled, "By the way, Mo Ran, when you were talking to Wan Yan just now, it seemed a little... how should I put it?"
Mo Ran said calmly: "Standing on the opposite side, speaking sharply, and not caring about other people's feelings, right?"
Paimon hummed and nodded.
Mo Ran said softly: "That's because I have a past that I can't bear to look back on. Even when I think about it now, I still hate myself a little."
Under the gaze of his three companions, Mo Ran leaned back slightly and leaned against a wall.
"At that time, I walked in the darkness, living in darkness every day, not knowing whether I would live or die in the next moment. So, I secretly envied those heroes, envied them for being able to show their faces under the sun and be admired by thousands of people."
"Today, this idea has not changed, but there is one more idea, which is to clear their names and prevent them from being wronged! This is one of the few things I can do for them."
"That Wanyan just now survived because of the protection of others, but now she turns around and blames others. To use the old saying of Liyue, this is like smashing the bowl after having eaten your fill and cursing your mother!"
“She never thought about who saved her ancestors, and who allowed her to be born in a safe environment and live to this day. All of this is closely related to Liyue, but she is pointing fingers at others. What a mess!
Mo Ran forced a smile and continued, "It is precisely because I envy those heroes that I cannot bear to see them being slandered when they should not be."
"This is why a useless person like me, or to put it bluntly, a waste like me, is not hopeless."
Paimon covered his mouth with his hands, his eyes looking somewhat lonely. Sora said nothing, but looked at this already very important friend with concern, unable to help feeling a little worried.
Zhongli looked at his old friend whose expression did not seem fake and frowned slightly. He didn't know why his old friend had such an expression. This was something he had never seen in thousands of years.
Mo Ran stood up and said calmly, "Let's all go back."
He was walking unsteadily in a black robe, he didn't look old, but his eyes were full of vicissitudes. There was no smell of alcohol on his body, but he seemed to be drunk and in a trance.
As he was walking on the way home, the cold room in his heart gradually faded away and was forgotten. It was replaced by his current home and his loved ones.
The knot that had been buried deep in my heart, unknown to anyone, and had lasted for thousands of years was finally untied.