"Mr. Zhongli, I thought you were a loyal supporter of Emperor Yanwang..."
Ning Lan blinked her dark eyes. For some reason, the traveler always felt that the other party's tone seemed sharper than when talking to her.
"Then can you please tell me how to deal with the Immortal Ancestor's Fa Shen after the Immortal Sending Ceremony is over?"
"Following the ancestral system... cremated."
Zhongli spat out a few words slowly.
"In this case, can you explain to me, if there is no Seven Stars Order, how can you judge that the Immortal Ancestor Fashu is indeed the remains of the Rock King?"
Ninglan asked questions in a competitive manner, but Zhongli didn't show any impatience.
"This matter cannot be proven below. In other words, if Miss Ning Lan dies here immediately and leaves her body empty, how can I judge that this body is the real you and not just some salt residue?"
Paimon and the traveler who were listening choked up at the same time. It was the first time that they had seen the metaphor of cursing a customer to death in person. Zhongli was worthy of being a guest at the Hall of the Past, and his words and sentences were in the same vein as Hu Tao.
"Hehehe... You are very eloquent and know a lot of secrets."
Ning Lan didn't care about Zhongli's rhetorical questions and praised Zhongli's knowledge quite tactfully.
Very few people know that believers of the salt god Heulia firmly believe that they will turn into pillars of salt after death and enter the kingdom of God without pain.
"But you didn't answer my doubts... Maybe I should ask another way."
"Since the Immortal Ancestor Fa Shen once briefly stayed in the Rebirth Hall, did you see any fatal injuries on the Emperor's Immortal Ancestor Fa Shen at that time?"
"No." Zhongli crossed his arms and shook his head slightly, "But maybe, the so-called fatal injury is only a concept for humans, and gods do not need to use fatal injuries to prove that they are dead."
"Then how do you confirm that Morax has left and there is no possibility of his resurrection?"
"After all, even us mortals can be resurrected by the power of gods."
Ning Lan's words became more and more fierce, but Zhongli's golden eyes like amber just stared at her steadily.
"The essence of the ceremony of sending immortals is a funeral, it is just a ceremony for people who are still in the world to express their grief."
"As for the unresolved grievances and long-cherished wishes of the deceased...whether they were betrayed by someone they trusted and died, or whether they were involved in unreasonable plots and died, that is not something that people in this world need to care about."<
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"No matter whether it is a person or a god, after passing away, everything in this world will be completely meaningless to him. Therefore, in my opinion, the so-called afterlife is just returning to the cycle of heaven and earth and existing in other ways." p>
"To borrow a word from my friend. For the strong, death is just another great adventure."
Zhongli summed up the death of the Rock King without hesitation, and then turned to look at Red Farmas beside him.
"It sounds quite reasonable. No wonder Shengsheng Hall has been able to survive to this day under the rule of Liyue Qixing."
Ning Lan followed Zhong Li's gaze, smiled at Famas, and then changed the subject.
"But what you mean is that this so-called ceremony of sending immortals is actually just a ceremony for ordinary people in Hunong, and the Hall of Rebirth does not care about the cause of death of the deceased, even if the deceased is a god..."
Zhongli was silent for a long time before he lowered his eyes and responded.
"The ferryman of the past life is not contaminated by cause and effect. This is also the foundation for the continued inheritance of the past life hall."
The traveler was quite surprised. In her impression, Mr. Zhongli had always been very eloquent. He could quote scriptures when faced with any questioning, advance and retreat in a measured manner, and would never be outdone. Now he admitted it so readily.
"Then has Sister Ninglan ever considered how a mere mortal's seven stars can tell whether a god has died?"
"Only a murderer who kills with his own hands can say with absolute certainty that the victim is dead..."
Yingmei was thinking about how to complete the other party's investigation commission, but Famas, who was listening on the sidelines, laughed very happily and deliberately used words to hint at the suspicious Ninglan.
"Hey, Famas, don't make a fuss next to me!"
Paimon hurriedly interrupted the young man's words, and Zhongli, as the person involved, had to turn his head and not look at him.
"Miss Ninglan, as you said, there are indeed many doubts about Ningguang's announcement of the emperor's death. But if you delve deeper into the realm of gods, I am afraid that no one in this world can explain it clearly..."
"You can rest assured that since I have come to invite you, my intention is definitely not to discuss the true meaning of life and death."
Ning Lan interrupted Zhongli and agreed with Famas's guess.
As expected of a traveling companion, his way of thinking is also different from ordinary people.
"If you don't have a direction for your investigation, I can provide you with some information."
"There are a lot of rumors these days, and I believe you have heard a lot. There may be arrangements by some people or forces behind this matter."
Ning Lan turned around and cast her sights on Beiguo Bank, which was not far from the Hall of Rebirth.
"Are you talking about the rumors about the Winter Envoy?"
The traveler quickly reacted and couldn't help but be surprised by Ning Lan's sensitivity, and then followed the other person's gaze and guessed: "Ning Guang has issued an official document to clarify the matter, and the scene of the emperor falling from the sky is also visible to all... Could Miss Ning Lan be suspicious?
Was the emperor’s death caused by the collusion between the Seven Stars and the Fools?”
But Ninglan did not respond to the traveler's words, and just sneered.
"It is a serious crime to communicate with foreign countries. The Seven Stars are already in the position of the most respected ministers, so why would they do such a self-destructive thing?"
"Not everyone can be a national thief. Under the gaze of the emperor and the immortals, the more powerful the people, the less courage they have. However, this does not mean that they do not have the courage to do other things."
As everyone talked, the travelers became more and more confused about Miss Ninglan’s true purpose.
In addition to being a believer in the Salt God, she also seems to lack due respect for Qixing and Ningguang.
"Miss Ninglan, do you suspect that Qixing is the instigator?"
"No, I doubt everything about Liyue."
Yingmei hesitated for a long time, looked at the expressions of Famas and Zhongli, and then nodded to express her acceptance of the commission, but she still expressed her opinion firmly.
"I don't think the people of Yanshen will harm their gods. Even if you have prejudices against most people in Liyue, I still stick to my point of view."
Ning Lan was not surprised when she heard the traveler's words. She even applauded with appreciation on her face.
"I know you come from a foreign land, and this is also my original intention of entrusting you."
"You have an unusual friendship with Ningguang, but you can also mingle among the people and gauge public opinion. Liyue is so big, but there is no one who is more suitable to investigate this matter than your status and position."
"You and your partners can explore at will in your own way, and I will not participate or interfere. If you feel there is any danger, you can terminate this commission. I think these deposits are enough to pay for your hard work."
"Finally... I promise that no matter what the outcome is, you will not be involved. If you need a contract to clarify these terms, it is no problem... even though Morax, the god of contracts, is dead." p>
Ninglan's words all mentioned this, and the reward for the commission was so generous. The traveler also knew the truth about the emperor's death, but how should he tell this young lady who believed in the Salt God?
And Zhongli, did he really murder the demon named "Heulia"?
"If your investigation yields any results, you can send the information directly to Yin Yuan Hall."
"Or go to Zhutian Fang and find a woman named Wan Yan to meet you."
Ning Lan didn't care so much, and she wasn't worried that a few people would report her identity to Qixing. The expression on her face returned to that tired and confused look, and she turned around and left with the book box on her back.