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

Brand hesitated to speak, but seeing the other party's confident look, he still compromised: "Yes, yes. It's over. Let's go and put a cover on the book you mentioned. I've already taught you the spell. Can you do it alone?"

"Of course. But this doesn't count as being alone. You are standing outside. Forget it, coming to Yuanxia Palace is just an interlude. After we go to Narukami Island to see some old friends, we should go to Kanrui Damn it. Aren’t you going to see Orobas?”

"No, let's prevent extraneous matters. Our plans are all based on the future you know. If there is a deviation and those contracts are changed, the gains will outweigh the losses. Besides, He is going to die, and he will die in the same way. What am I going to do? I'm about to die too." Brand flew to the other side with "Wu Tong". As a possessed ghost, Wu Tong naturally followed him and listened to the conversation between the two.

It turned out that they had already decided to go to Canrea to die. Listening to the content, Brand and "Indus"'s plan was constructed and executed based on the plots she knew in the past. In other words, can these plot contents be used as a bargaining chip prophecy at some point in exchange for the signing of the contract?

No wonder that when she was still her "system" in the past, when she wanted to change the plot, she would act like a sensitive person and report errors like crazy.

Fine.

"Thinking about the contract I signed with Zhen before, I didn't even dare to tell her that she would die in the future. I only said that a disaster would indeed break out in Kanria. Oops... I feel like that cunning villain who can even worry about the death of others. They must be used as chess pieces to be counted."

"..." Brand disliked this man's wilting, sad and self-pitying look, and he didn't hesitate to knock the other person's brains out: "Don't think so much, isn't there a saying in your family? Nothing can be done." Say, let things go without admonishing, and let bygones be bygones. There is no perfect ending in this world. Anyway, I am the mastermind, and you are just an accomplice. If they want to blame, blame me."

Wutong looked at Brand, who had always been so conflicted, saying that he would let her have her way with everything, but regardless of whether she wanted to or not, he privately pulled her back from her sleeping state, just like now, even after knocking her I want to rub her forehead. The night was cold, but someone protected her from the wind, so it wasn't too cold: "It's strange that you look away now and try to persuade me. Why didn't you look away after I died? You know how you kind of What’s the name of this behavior? It’s called digging graves and making the dead miserable.”

"But that's not the same at all! It's different, it's completely different! Wutong...it's different..." Brand retorted sharply, frowned again and tried his best to slow down his tone, closed his eyes and pressed his bulging temples, and then He clenched his teeth and suppressed the snake eyes that appeared in his eyes. After a moment, he exhaled: "Why, you still expect me to pay tribute on your grave every year in the future? Wishful thinking, Wutong, don't let me find out that you died on me In front of you, I will pull you back again and again. If I can do it once, I can do it countless times."

"Ha, but this time Kanruiya died, you did precede me. If you hadn't left a real record of death and destruction in the World Tree, and saw me die again, you would definitely go crazy again. Kanruiya The sub-explosive rock abyss is five hundred years ahead of the Seven Kingdoms. Therefore, for the sake of your fragile mental state, I will not only die in front of you, but I will not die in front of you. How about it?"

Near the place where the books were stored, Brand dismissed the huge black snake that was originally used to carry the sycamore tree. With the demon's own ability to travel, he put the person in his arms safely on the ground and took back the umbrella: "Humph. You’re here, go do what you want to do. Don’t worry, no one will notice, I’m right here.”

The night was already at its deepest, and even the few patrolling and lighting people nearby could not see their shadows. The only sound around was the whistling sound of the wind passing through the empty stairs, whining like the ghosts unique to the White Night Kingdom.

"Wu Tong" has already entered the room and put a layer of lock on the book "Before Night and Day". It can only be opened by entering the set password. This is just a small spell, and it won't cause any flashes of light or particularly loud noises, so while it's going on, maybe you can take some time to look at other things. As "Wu Tong" said, she can do it alone. .

At this time, Yuanxia Palace was not as lonely, abandoned, and dusty as it would be later. Now, even at night, it has the vitality it deserves. The bricks and tiles have not yet cracked, the walls have not broken or collapsed, and the weeds have not grown unbridled. Everything is still telling its story.

And the two uninvited guests here, plus a ghost, are just passers-by.

In the future, this place will become an empty city. In the future, only tragedies and sinners will remain here. In the future, the patron saint here will be forced to seek death. In the future, the White Night people here will change their appearance and land on land to become sea people...

But it's just now.

Now "Wu Tong" just found a book of daily gossip that was interesting to her. She became slightly interested in the person who established the Great Sun Yuyu recorded in it, and leaned against the bookcase to read it with relish. Watch.

The black-haired demon used an umbrella as a cane and stood outside the door. He stood in the shadow beyond the reach of a chandelier above the corridor, without destroying any structure of light and shadow. Even when a hunter shined a searchlight through the window, He remained motionless.

There is always light that avoids Him, and there is always darkness that accepts Him.

The patrolling people found nothing unusual and turned around to leave. But all the movements here are under His control.

But He was just waiting.

Phototactic bugs circle around the chandelier at close range, and their shadows are reflected on the wall and floor, like they are performing a crazy dance.

The Demon God folded his hands and tapped the umbrella handle silently with his index finger, bit by bit, to measure time and relieve boredom.

There is absolutely no one around here.

But He did not come out of the darkness after all. It's like it's not just to avoid inspections, but has become accustomed to it. He likes this feeling of being in the dark, and likes to observe all the joys, sorrows, joys and sorrows of the outside world in a damp and lightless place.

Everything has nothing to do with Him, but it is also indirectly related.

At this moment, the rope that tied Him to the light came out of the room.