I am a good person from Genshin Impact, but the system wants to expose me

In the blink of an eye, the white horse passed by.

Shadow's diary has already written more than twenty pages, which is full of numerous crimes committed by his hometown in Inazuma City. He did not look for a job in the city.

The way to make a living is to cheat, kidnap, and rob on the road. Occasionally, I will treat the children on the street to eat candy, and then share the delicious food with them, and share the crime...

Shadow wrote in the diary "rustling", the original compulsion has become a habit now.

She raised her head and looked not far away. Hometown was once again tricking others into buying the bottled "holy water" he picked up from the ditch.

"He's a complete rotten person."

Ying commented like this, and comforted himself: As the god of rice wife, I will never allow such a shameless person to exist. When I collect some more evidence, I will definitely kill him with a knife. This time it is honestly.

But obviously, she is also an accomplice.

Before every "crime", wasn't it her eighth shadow that was on the lookout?

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"But my hometown seems to be planning something..."

Ying bit the tip of the pen, but did not realize that this action was not like a god.

She just realized that in addition to taking her to "survive in the wilderness" in the city every day, her hometown's bright eyes seemed to always be observing every corner of Inazuma City.

His "Nasida" doll would often leave early and come back late, bringing back something similar to raw materials.

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"Hometown, I'm hungry."

Ying walked up to him and opened her mouth. In fact, Shen was not hungry. She was just trying hard to play the role of this "little girl who ran away from home".

She no longer feels embarrassed, but rather enjoys it. She enjoys this role because she can temporarily escape the sadness of being a "lonely god".

"Why are you back home again? Where's my brother? You haven't recognized him for a few days, right?"

"... "

Ying turned his face to one side, stop talking, who would call a thief brother if he wasn't in a moment of excitement?

She regretted it at the time, and even felt a little sorry when she thought about it.

Then the hometown took her to a special snack bar because it had a very advanced marketing model-"self-service", where everyone paid at the front desk and could eat all they wanted.

But at the same time, its price is also prohibitive, with a total of 10,000 molas per person. This price will be beyond the reach of the lower class people even if it were placed three hundred years later.

What's more, the people in my hometown are already at the bottom.

He's like a rice wife's version of "Mona Megistus," with a bunch of expensive stuff, but no Mora.

Ying stood next to him and cast her eyes on the colorful snacks, as if she could feel the taste from the color.

I want to eat, but I am embarrassed to ask.

She squeezed the hand that held her, and after feeling her hometown looking at her, she stared at those snow-white dumplings harder.

Hometown: "..." Uh, Greedy Cat.

"There is no more Mora, right?" Ying said, sighing in despair. It turns out that it is so difficult for an ordinary person to live without Mora.

"I can bring you food without Maura, and you can pay me with something else."

"what?"

Ying looked up at him, wondering if he had any other ideas. After all, the two of them had lived in poverty for a month.

The hometown didn't answer her, but moved a ladder from somewhere, put a tool bag on his waist, and then dragged her inside.

Before the front desk could speak, Gulilu took the lead and said, "What's wrong with you here? Hurry up, I'll charge you by the hour."

"what?"

The front desk was confused, but he quickly realized that this must be repaired by the boss. He had all the ladder tools with him, and he still charged an hourly rate. It was high-end!

Seeing the guy at the front desk welcoming his hometown as if he were his ancestor, Ying frowned behind him...

Is he really a genius?

Interesting person, haha.

Just as she was thinking about it, Guliu waved to her, and Ying hurriedly put away her composure, reintegrated into the role, and trotted over to hold his hand.

When they arrived on the second floor, after sending the people away, they picked up the plates and went straight to the corner.

Yingzai was reluctant to do such a thing that undermined the majesty of the gods. She hesitated for a while holding the plate, and finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"It's all done by Yae Ying. What does it have to do with my Lei Movie?"

So she emptied half of the shelves first, carrying eighty or ninety different skewers of dumplings and grilling them to the table in the corner by the window.

Then naturally, the two of them were in a turmoil.

One is a god who rarely eats human fireworks,

One is possessed by a hungry ghost who is not picky about food at all.

Ying immersed himself in showing off, and gradually even he couldn't tell whether he was doing it to suit his personality, or whether he was really enjoying the feeling of eating too much.

But she knows one thing, when she returns to the castle tower, she can only become the "god" who refuses to let go of the past and endures the wear and tear alone.

After being a demon for a lifetime, why can't I still be a mortal for a moment? He was very happy in his hometown, and every time he held me in his arms and ran for his life, the corners of his mouth were smiling.

Ying smiled unconsciously.

Suddenly, a hand reached over, grabbed the corner of her mouth and wiped it.

Guliu had a look of disgust on his face, just like her look of disgust on the other person before.

"When will you grow up? Xiaoying?"

Hearing these words, Ying suddenly stopped talking, raised his head and stared at his hometown... his eyes flashed.

These words were the exact words "Zhen" said to her.

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"Sister, I have grown up, I am a warrior! And wherever my naginata passes, I can remove all obstacles for you."

"No, you haven't."

"There's none?"

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"No."

Shadow swallowed the pill and uttered two words. To this day, she is still escaping, failing to face Inazuma's people as a true god.

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Sunset West Mountain.

Hometown hugged Ying and fled quickly while being chased by the store clerk.

Because the food on the entire second floor was gone, not even the plates were left.

How could anyone even swallow the plate? ? Damn it.

Ying lay on his shoulder, playing with the photo camera handed to her by her hometown, looking at the photos of delicious food in it and thinking about it.

"It's all in there, enough to last for several months."

"what?"

Ying stood up holding his shoulders, and looked at him face to face, with a surprised expression almost written on his face, "There was a "click" just now, and it was all gone! that is……"

"Yes, is your old brother awesome?"

Guliu pressed the back of her head and then pressed her back on her shoulders, "You're blocking my view, you idiot!"

"you……"

Ying Ji lost her temper within a second, as if she was overeating. She felt a little sleepy, so she stretched out her arms and hugged Gu Gu tightly, lying on his shoulder and gradually fell asleep...

It doesn't matter, he can always escape successfully anyway, without having to take action himself. God also needs a shoulder to lean on...

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It's still that dilapidated hut.

When Ying woke up, everything was dim. She only saw the door being pushed open, and "Nasida" came back from "getting off work" as usual, holding today's results in her arms.

She walked slowly past the shadow. Her skirt showed signs of burnt damage, her hair was dirty, and her arms were entangled with residual elemental power.

It can be seen that in order to obtain the "materials" she wanted from her hometown, she traveled to every corner of Inazuma, and she repeated this every day.

The shadow followed her into a basement.

It was even darker inside, except for the dazzling white light coming from the corner.

As she went down the steps, she saw the "doll" on the third channel, a tall woman, green, more like "Nasida"'s mother?

Ying had long sensed that his hometown would never be a gangster obsessed with causing trouble everywhere. He also had his own secrets, but he forgot to guard her because she was just a "little girl."

Boom.

There was an explosion, and his hometown flew upside down and hit the wall. He wanted to wail in pain, but when he saw the shadow slowly touching down, he held back.

"woke up?"

Ying jumped down the steps and squatted next to him. He glanced at the "core" placed on the stage. It was very bright. It was not the core of elemental power, but its energy was extremely strong. It seemed that his hometown was not satisfied with the energy it currently contained...

Rested for a while.

Ying looked around and found that a "red girl" was missing from the doll.

"What about her?"

"No, I couldn't get out of the castle tower."

Hometown took out a framed photo, with only the background and no people in it.

"What does the doll mean?" Ying asked him curiously, after all, he had made so many.

"Be friends."

Guliu casually replied that in fact, he didn't really care that the doll was damaged, but was more concerned about the high cost.

After leaving the Order, there were almost no conditions for him to recreate any dolls.

This core in front of him is the key to his current success. It will push the combat effectiveness of the next generation of dolls to a whole new level!

Enough to rival the gods!

He vaguely felt that he was a little crazy, but he couldn't find a reason to refute it.

After all, shouldn’t the “best work” be a god-like existence?

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"Does it hurt? Home."

Ying looked at his burned arm, and although his expression was calm, his tone was gentle.

"Who's hometown?" he asked again with a smile.

"you."

"Have you forgotten the money for today's meal? I'm telling you now, idiot, the food money means you must call me "Brother" from now on."

Hometown knocked her on the head. Although she didn’t know where the little cutie came from, she picked it up anyway.

He looks so much like the one in Lei's movie, he couldn't be an illegitimate child, right? Alas, it is a pity that he was not born to me.

"..."

Ying chose to remain silent.

Hometown shrugged, okay, it was a waste of time.

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In the dead of night, Lei Ke opened the door of the castle tower.