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

They first went to the kitchen and walked around, and then came out after finding no one. Kong guessed whether the other party had something going on downstairs in the inn, so they left the attic. And it just so happened that the chef of Wangshu Inn was Yan Xiao. At this time, he was standing on the open-air platform between the floors. He looked fierce and no one dared to approach.

Seeing three people coming over, Yan Xiao frowned: "Sir, I'm taking a rest, please don't disturb me."

Kong paused for a moment, then tentatively spoke: "Excuse me, almond tofu..."

"Don't disturb anyone else!"

Paimon was so shocked that he leaned back and sighed in Wutong's ear in a low voice: "Wow... the enthusiasm of this chef's service is comparable to that of Mr. Wagner, the blacksmith in Mondstadt."

Sora reacted quickly and changed his words: "The dish was ordered by Boss Gaudette."

"..." Sure enough, Yan Xiao didn't refuse any more. After thinking for a moment, he said, "I see. There is nothing I can do about what the boss ordered me to do. But it's a pity that I am powerless now and can't do it." A delicate dessert like almond tofu.”

Paimon: "Huh? Why?"

"When cooking, we chefs pay attention to having steady hands, but now my hands, sorry... are a little unsteady... The reason... is because there are rumors from guests that this inn is... haunted ...And just now! Just now...I saw...something not quite right in the kitchen..."

He looks so vicious, and his tone becomes very weak when talking about supernatural topics. Paimon Chaokong and Wutong spread their hands and said that they had no choice. Although they didn't know whether it was true or not, in order for the next thing to go smoothly, they still planned to go to the kitchen to have a look together.

After arriving in the kitchen, Sora walked around and said to Wutong: "Let the chef make the almond tofu. There is no need to spend a lot of time finishing the satisfying salad before making this."

"Okay. Well... how about you make the salad if you're satisfied?" Wutong raised the corners of his mouth and looked at Sora with sly eyes.

Kong raised his eyebrows, half-smiling: "It's just mixed vegetable leaves, don't worry I'll do it."

Paimon floated around the kitchen and found nothing strange before returning to the two of them: "There seems to be nothing here... Huh?!"

A glowing, transparent little girl, accompanied by bursts of scalp-numbing laughter, ran past Paimon.

"%#*%\u0026....!!" As the first person to feel it intuitively, Paimon was struck by the soul shock and threw himself directly into Wutong's arms. He clutched the cloth tightly with his little hands and was so excited that he couldn't even speak. Can't tell clearly.

And because Wutong's back was completely turned, he didn't have time to look back after being hit by Paimon, so the entire information reception was delayed. Sora turned slightly sideways, and when he heard the movement, he subconsciously turned his head and saw something. Although he didn't react as much as Paimon, he still stood motionless with his muscles tense.

"It's okay, don't be afraid. The snoring and snoring can't scare us. Come on, let's ask the boss." Wutong comforted Paimon, then took Sora, who was suspected of being disconnected and restarting, and quickly went upstairs to find Boss Godette.

Hearing the rapid footsteps, Phil Godette raised her head from her account book and looked at the girl in front of her who was holding one in her left hand and another in her right. Smiling sheepishly to yourself, you began to tell the story of everything that had happened before.

"Hmph... He was frightened by such a trivial thing. Fortunately, he was once a gangster. Are your two friends also frightened? The little guy is very frightened."

Wutong felt the hand that was holding her clothes loosen, but she did not raise her head from her arms: "Ha, after all, it is a close-up intuition, so it is inevitable to be shocked, but you don't seem to be surprised by this kind of thing."

"Gods and ghosts, I can see a lot more... Well, you might as well go for a run. Let the kid stop scaring people. At least you are not afraid, right? And this is not a mission for you - As the immortal said, human souls are not as strong as immortals. In order to avoid being hurt when you come into contact with immortals, you should start exercising by contacting imps."

Kong, who had successfully restarted, heard what his boss said, glanced at the hands held together, and asked, "How can I persuade the ghost?"

"There is a calligraphy and painting in the inn that depicts the Demon-Conquering Seal that has been used in Liyue for thousands of years. You can go and see what it looks like, and then - near this inn, look for a place where you can see the complete Demon-Conquering Seal."

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Hutao, here comes the business.

To be honest, she felt pretty good about this little ghost. After all, there is no twisted hair, sharp nails, bleeding orifices, or eyeballs that are about to fall out of their sockets, as in traditional ghost movies, nor is there any twisted, creeping and dark crawling.

A little girl with a complete appearance and body shape.

Moreover, sneaking around here and there is just a child's temperament, just thinking it's fun to tease the hotel guests, not out of any grudges or revenge.

Apart from the voice and the tone of the song, it was indeed a bit eerie. Hmm... It was strangely inappropriate. She really wanted to teach the kid another nursery rhyme.

One, two, three children

Four, five, six children

Seven or eight cute children

Playing snowballs together hand in hand...

This is so exciting!

But if taught, Mandrill would just pick up the gun and clear the door, right?

It’s better to teach some good ones. In addition to food confidence, she also has cultural confidence that goes back five thousand years.

What stands out is a confidence, sir.

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After completely solving the little ghost problem this time, in order to thank the three of them, Yan Xiao made the thinnest and smoothest special almond tofu for them. At the same time, Wutong also made a delicious satisfying salad.

Several people walked onto the terrace again.

"...It's you again." Mandrill frowned.

Fearing that the immortal would suddenly leave again, Paimon quickly shouted: "Wait! Don't disappear in a hurry this time."

Sora handed Mandrill two plates of freshly baked dishes.

"This is...?"

"It's your favorite almond tofu, and an exotic salad." Paimon took the opportunity to pat Sora's shoulder: "Quick! Tell him everything while he's eating!"

At this point, all the three-eyed and five-manifestation immortals have finished telling the story. And what decision should those immortals make, whether to question, take over or suppress. For the time being, it is not something that Sora and Wutong can interfere with.

Sora planned to go to the North Country Bank to find Dadalia tomorrow and ask him what he would do next. They had been so busy these past few days, and they really couldn't bear it, so they simply announced that today's trip would end here.

When Wutong heard what Kong said, he only ate a few mouthfuls of dinner and then went back to his room to meet Duke Zhou. He was completely hooked almost immediately.

So she was really not surprised at all when she woke up in the middle of the night.

He took a deep breath, opened his eyes completely, and never gave up on the sleepy tail that he stubbornly held on to, and finally slipped away. It's easy to have random thoughts when there is nothing to do. In this quiet night, homesickness suddenly came to Wutong's heart.

Put paper and pen on the table, and draw the sparkling lake, the thick mountains, the teacher's smile, Zhe's father's appearance, and Jin's father's back, stroke by stroke, according to the way he remembered it.

Although it seemed that he had passed through the soul, his appearance and bones were still her own. She had carefully looked at him in front of the mirror. As she grew older, this feeling became more and more obvious. Wutong is the child of Zhejiang and Jin, so people in Liyue would think that she looks a bit like she grew up by the sea.