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

After learning the cause and effect, Kong couldn't help but clicked his tongue: "It's actually like this..."

"But it is a crystallized creation after all. Its quantity is small and its popularity is not high. Furthermore, it was mined out hundreds of years ago." The dancing flames in the camp were reflected in Zhongli's eyes, but the gold in them was There is no warmth at all: "Why do modern Liyue people look for ores that no longer exist?"

Paimon suddenly realized, holding the rice, and then biting the tip of the chopsticks: "Yes! If he can know the existence of this kind of stone, shouldn't he know that it has been quarried? It's strange...completely speaking It doesn’t make sense..."

Zhongli has been doubting this. He sat by the campfire and tapped his knees with his fingertips: "Among the mining-related workers, there are also some people who are interested in the Dragon-Suppressing Stone. But people like Brother Kun are looking for stones for no reason. It’s...very rare.”

"Maybe he has other intentions." Kong guessed.

Paimon opened his mouth wide: "He has other intentions... is he a bad guy?!"

Zhongli was noncommittal: "It's hard to make a conclusion now, so it's better to wait and see what happens. Don't forget, the most important goal right now is to rescue those miners. As for the rest, sooner or later the truth will come to light. The distance to the target is shortening. I think we should Keep walking along this road, and if you can find one of them, you can find the rest.”

Then, he looked at Wutong who nodded at Paimeng to remind him that the rice grains were stuck to him. Zhongli chuckled and looked at the bamboo tube in his hand. There were still a few pieces of crushed ice floating in the cool tea inside.

The child is still the same as before, he never likes to drink tea, and he never cares about the brewing time and temperature of a pot of tea. In her case, it just tastes different from ordinary boiled water, and she always uses it to quench her thirst.

Receiving Kong Gong's gaze, Zhongli took a sip and raised his eyebrows. Unexpectedly, he could taste some of the sweetness of rock tea in it. It seemed that after leaving Liyue with Brand, he also drank some tea in Wutong. Cha: "After tonight's rest, call Brother Kun tomorrow morning and we will continue to investigate. As for this worker, he can be placed in the camp first, and then come back to take care of him after the incident is resolved. By the way, leave a note for Lao Dai, If he comes, we can handle it in time."

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When he was resting at night, by the firelight, Wutong raised the stone given by Kunjun to his eyes.

Through the colorful light, the gods sitting quietly drinking tea are embedded inside.

Indeed, as Zhongli thought, Wutong didn't like to drink, and she didn't know how to drink tea. She was more interested in wine than tea. Firstly, because when she was very young, her father often sat in the courtyard with her second uncle and drank Fenjiu while chatting. Secondly, based on word of mouth from many people since childhood, she knew that Mr. Yao also liked to drink.

This is also one of the important reasons why she has been able to work at Angel's Gift for so long without being fired.

She knew what good wine smelled like and how it felt in her mouth.

In the colorful world, after making eye contact with Zhongli, Wutong put down the stone in his hand and gave him a harmless smile.

Because I couldn't get so close to Mr. Yao, I couldn't help but get close to Mr. Zhongli. Because I couldn't get so close to Mr. Yao, I couldn't help but want to see Mr. Zhongli more.

And because he couldn't stop thinking about Mr. Yao, he couldn't help but put the mold on Mr. Zhongli.

I know deep down in my heart that I am not a citizen of Liyue, and if I get too close, I will eventually offend this majestic and powerful god at some point.

But he couldn't help but want to add to it the feelings that he dared not speak or reveal, except for awe and loyalty.

I want to talk more with Mr. Zhongli, and I also want to talk more with Mr. Yao. I want to hear Mr. Zhongli talk about the past and present of Liyue, and I also want to hear Mr. Yao talk about the past and present of my family.

The stone hurt in the palm of my hand, and I couldn't help but laugh at myself. I actually acted like a queen on these two people, and I was really embarrassed.

But if you really ask her, do you miss Mr. Yao? That is undoubtedly what I think about, and I think about it all the time. But if she asks her husband to come to her and meet her, then forget it.

That was her Mr. Guo Ling. She didn't have any important and outstanding contributions, nor was she a dazzling new star full of potential. Could it be that he was undermining her.

So, as long as she goes back it will be fine. She doesn't need her husband to come, she can go to him unconditionally. Just like people on the ground looking at the bright moon in the sky, the moon is bright, quiet and gentle, but does the moon need to fall? No, there is nothing wrong with the moon, but the people who look at it are not capable enough.

In the tent, Sora, Wutong, and Paimon slept together for the first time in a long time.

To be precise, Kong finally slept with Wutong again after a long absence.

At night, in addition to the rustling sound of the wind blowing on the grass, the humming in the mountains is faint but cannot be ignored.

"Well... you seem to like Mr. Zhongli very much." Kong whispered against Wutong's ear.

The reason why he could understand the other party's approach was because now it was not just the two of them setting up a tent outside, but understanding meant understanding, and acceptance meant acceptance. Wutong only felt that for a moment, from the base of his ears to his waist, there was a numbness as if electricity was flowing through him.

And because I knew it was Sora, I completely avoided the conventional counterattack option and subconsciously tried to hide.

Unexpectedly, they were caught forcefully, not to mention leaving some gaps. This made them even closer.

Wutong felt that his body and the stone pressing against the tent were not necessarily stiffer than the stone.

Sora suddenly realized the strength of Panasonic's hand: "...I'm sorry, I forgot."

Forgot about Wutong's sensitive ears.

During the Fenghua Festival, I went to the tavern to chat and had fun. I learned that Kaia once approached Wutong in a very friendly way and wanted to whisper to him about Master Diluc being stingy and not providing drinks. He was almost killed. The stressed Wutongzhao received a facial-shattering punch.

Fortunately, as a cavalry captain, the person involved had enough agility points to catch the punch with his backhand, otherwise he would have been able to fly out of the chair and be embedded in the wall as a work of art.

"..." He raised his hand to cover his uncomfortable ears. After a while, Wutong turned around and replied that it was okay.

Looking at the red hand placed on the pillow in front of him, Sora blinked his eyes, looked away, and fell on the long golden and dark blue hair intertwined on the mat.

"I really like Mr. Zhongli because he looks like one of my elders."

"That Mr. Zhe?"

"Haha, no, um... he is Mr. Zhe's eldest brother."

"There are so many elders..."

"Yes, they are all relatives that I can't let go of."

"Relatives?"

"Yes, just like you and Ying."

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