Genshin Impact: We have to find a way to abduct people.

Enter the pot.

"Wow... the space in this pot seems to be bigger than Grandma Ping's pot, and there is a big house in the middle!" Paimon's eyes widened, feeling that her exclamations were echoed in the mountains, and Looking around, she felt that this place was as big as several Wangshu Inns.

Sora was also shocked by the vast interior, but even so, he did not forget to tease Paimon: "Paimon, go dig the stone and build another house."

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"How is it possible that in such a big house, there isn't even one room that can be used as my room?" Pamon waved his fists as big as sandbags and put his hands on his hips angrily.

However, except for that house, the surrounding area is really empty...

"Huh? Is that the little guy that Grandma Ping summoned?" Wutong pointed at the door of the house, the tuanque with the blue head and his hands clasped like a meditating monk.

Out of curiosity, the three of them approached.

After getting closer, I discovered more details. For example, this was not only a blue and white bird, but also had some orange on its cheeks. Moreover, Tuanque was wearing very formal clothes, and even had a little tuoguo delicately tied with a red rope on the top of her head.

The smiling tuanque sat on the flower seat and said to them: "Huh... Finally someone is here..."

Paimon: "What a big sparrow!"

"I'm not a tuanque! I'm a pot spirit. My name is...my name...what's my name...oh...I really can't remember...just call me... Just call me Ah Yuan."

Sora looked up and down: "Indeed... it's round."

"Are you the little guy Grandma Ping said?" Wutong asked.

A Yuan was stunned for a moment when he heard the unfamiliar name: "Grandma Ping...ah, you said A Ping, yes, I was the one who summoned her, and I heard her tell you about you. In this cave, Just leave everything to me. Although your journey will continue...but at least you will have a comfortable place to sleep peacefully for free every day."

Free and comfortable, it really doesn't sound more attractive than this. After thinking about it, Kong looked at A Yuan and wanted to touch it to see if it had the feel of Tuanque: "What exactly is a pot spirit? "

"Well... although the cave was created by immortals, the immortals generally have no time to take care of all the chores in the cave themselves. So the immortals created us, the Pot Spirit, to help them guard the cave and take care of everything. Simple In other words, he is just like the housekeeper of Fang Dongtian."

After explaining what a pot spirit is, Ah Yuan began to explain things about Dongtian dutifully: "Do you have drawings? The kind of drawings with beautiful houses and beautiful chairs. As long as you have the drawings, you can make this The Cave in the Pot is now what you expected."

"The drawings... that's right! When my mother-in-law gave us the pot, didn't she also give us the drawings?" Paimon turned to look at Wutong and Sora beside him.

Very quickly, with a crash, a pile of paper like a hill was piled up next to Yuan.

There was a strange silence, and under Madoka's eyes that seemed to be looking for trouble, Sora picked up the top one and spread it out in his hands, his face full of curiosity and innocence.

"...You first keep in mind the styles of the things in these drawings, and then prepare some corresponding materials and objects...Then when you have a thought, the things in the drawings will appear in this pot."

Hearing Madoka's teaching, Paimon held his face in his hands and couldn't help but think: "Does this make things appear? Doesn't that mean... we can build a city in a pot?"

Can't do it, not enough memory. This sentence flashed through Wutong's mind, but he tried hard to hold back and didn't blurt it out.

"Hmm... This is unlikely. A golden-eyed immortal told me about this before. He said... Although the cave sky is manifested by the immortal's external scenery, even if the immortal manifests his power, it will eventually There are limits. After all, this world is not the real world. It is just a green leaf that escapes the world. It can only steal half a day of leisure, but cannot escape a lifetime of purity."

A fairy with golden eyes? First of all, exclude Mandrill. Mandrill is the kind of being who has no leisure time to engage in these things. As for the docile words at the back, it’s actually pretty much the same, and it can basically be identified as Mr. Zhongli.

But if not, forget it.

Wutong held the drawing and thought.

There were only a few people with golden eyes that she noticed. It was impossible to say whether there might be immortals with golden eyes that she had never seen before.

After saying this, A Yuan asked them if they wanted to stay here and make furniture or if they wanted to walk around and get familiar with the cave.

A few people chose to go inside the house first to have a look.

To be honest, really, only by actually standing here can you truly experience the feeling that even though there is no furniture in the room, there is still a feeling of wealth and aura coming to your face.

When you step on the solid wooden floor, the clattering sound echoes throughout the hall. When you see the four load-bearing columns and the straight top beams, it is no exaggeration. It feels like it is big enough to set up a stage. Going further inside, at the innermost position by the window, there are turning stairs on the left and right leading directly to the second floor.

After going around all the way up and down, it was exactly the same as what I had in mind, and the number of rooms was also right. There were five rooms in total, three on the bottom and two on the top.

Wutong stood on the second floor, holding on to the guardrail and leaning down to look down, sighing, if this house were placed in the modern world, it would be a big house. Even though it is small and has all the internal organs, if it were decorated with fine decoration, a sparrow could fly there. The branches are like phoenixes.

"Do you like it? How do you want to design it?" Kong walked to the side of Wutong and leaned against the guardrail. He had just discussed it with Paimon, because the two of them had no good ideas at all. If they were to do it, they might make a mess, and some weird combinations might appear, so it was better to leave it to them. Wutong will design it, and they will be responsible for collecting the materials.

Wutong naturally nodded after hearing this, then took the floor plan in his hand, unfolded it, pointed at each place, and told the two of them the rough plan he had just observed while observing: "Well... let me think about it. ..We put two tea tables in the hall, a sofa and a bookshelf behind it. It will be very comfortable to bask in the sun, read a book and relax. We will also build a fireplace here so that you will not be afraid of the cold in winter. Then, the inner room on the southeast side is lit. Okay, let’s use it as a study, the south side will be the bathroom, and the larger one on the north side will be the kitchen and dining room.”

Paimeng, who followed after shopping, listened with great interest. When Wutong said something, she would nod in agreement.

"... Next is our bedroom. The larger one can also have a bathroom in it. The last step is to design various furniture, such as desks, chairs, beds, shelves, etc. for each room, as well as curtains. Thickness, cabinet style, decoration...everything. How about picking what we like?"

"Okay -! Hehe, it's great! I'm so looking forward to it! We have a home! I feel like I can cut down an entire mountain of trees now! Clean up all the colorful flowers in Liyue Harbor!" Paimon raised his head With his own arm, he vowed to pat the muscles on it that were roughly equivalent to the emperor, and cheered excitedly.

Kong clapped, giving the little guy ample recognition.

By the way, I quietly put it on my agenda to take the time to ask someone to forge an ax and a backpack suitable for Paimon's size.