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

There was still silence.

"Hmm... Then I'll call you out the old way." Wutong put his hand on the hilt of the sword. He hadn't scratched himself for a long time. He couldn't remember the angle for a while: "It seems to be okay here, and you won't be discovered much." , Really, Qingqiu, you——"

Why are you hiding from me?

The five unspoken words were forced into his stomach after Wutong was grabbed by a pair of terrifyingly familiar hands. The cave's capacity was still too small for Qingqiu, but it was already the most suitable meeting place she could find. She couldn't suddenly summon Pokémon in public.

Suddenly there was a roaring sound, causing the companions outside to come and express concern. However, the entrance to the cave had been sealed by Qingqiu, and no one else could come in. Wutong could only turn her head with difficulty and shout to the outside to report that it was safe. She was just experimenting with her conjectures, and there was no danger to her life at all.

After a series of safety lock question and answer sessions were completed and it was confirmed that it was him, the footsteps faded away and Wutong twisted his neck back.

It's very sore, if you don't move your body and just turn your neck.

She felt like she was like a rag doll now, being held in Qingqiu's hand. It was very strange. It was as easy to squeeze her as it was to squeeze a tomato, and it should be equally spectacular to explode.

"You don't seem to have changed much..." Wutong looked at the talisman face coming close to him. Although he didn't know whether the stroke pattern on it had changed, the overall appearance was still the same.

Qingqiu lowered his voice, for fear of hurting the treasure in his hand: "If I change my appearance... Wutongtong will not recognize me. Don't do this."

"Well...probably not. After all, in this kind of existence, you are the only one I have."

"...do not do that."

After a few seconds of silence, Qingqiu still firmly refused.

Wutong never advocated dictatorship, so he let him go. Then he patted the claws under his body that caught him in the air, and nodded his head: "Did you see it? Is that scene in the door yours?" "

"..."

"Then it looks like it is. Can you tell me why? It was in the past...hiss--" Qingqiu suddenly tightened his fingers, causing Wutong's shoulder blades and back to suddenly exert force, making a clear clicking sound. Although it wasn't to the point of breaking a bone, it was just like a snapping sound in the knee after squatting down suddenly.

But this gave Qingqiu a great stimulation.

The demon who was still speaking softly at first suddenly became panicked and anxious. He spread his hands and froze, not knowing what to do, as if the little life in his hands was suddenly in mortal danger because of his own mistakes.

I was at a loss, full of regrets, and in great pain.

I could only move closer to Wutong, suppressing the urge to yell and destroy, lowering my voice and trembling, repeating the words "I'm sorry" and "No".

"It's just osteoporosis, Qingqiu. This is normal, don't be afraid."

"No, no, no...don't do this..."

"Okay, if you don't want to say it, I won't ask. I just need to confirm that the scene happened because of you. Otherwise, I will doubt my mind. After all, I said before that I couldn't..."

This is the third time I have been interrupted by Qingqiu.

Wutong was stunned. It was obvious that she had a look that would definitely scare others to tears, but at this moment, the horror itself was holding her, like a frightened child, with tears falling to the ground.

"No, don't die...Wutong...scared, so scared...I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry."

The other party used to hate her getting hurt, but she still seems to be in a relatively rational state. Although he would be angry when he saw a wound on her body, after he said it was fine, he would return to normal, shouting that he liked it and that he was hungry.

So why did I suddenly become stressed this time, just like I had PTSD?

Just simple osteoporosis? It looked like she had suffered a comminuted fracture. She was not a porcelain doll.

"Why, why. So scared. Don't die...No, no, don't do this. Don't die, don't die, don't die..."

This guy mentioned fear twice before and after.

It seemed that I suddenly understood why my chest hurt when I touched the pair of scissors in the room behind the door.

——Scissors are much more painful than knives.

Why would she know?

Wutong moved his fingers slightly, pursed his lips, and straightened up. He raised his hand and touched the talisman paper that Qingqiu had placed in front of him. It was unexpectedly warm, and he could feel the breath and moisture rushing towards his palm. I want to comfort you, I want to say not to cry, but I open my mouth, but nothing comes out.

I don’t know if Qingqiu’s memory has completely recovered this part, although this is a different kind of cruelty for both parties.

For someone who should be resting in her grave, the death replay is a bit too abstract.

For Qingqiu, the person who came in person, the shadow area left behind was probably larger than the total number of shadow area questions she had done since she was a child. As soon as I touched the edge, I was already resisting and fearing instinctively, even to the point of being cautious.

That's what He's afraid of.

And He was afraid of her death.

So, is that her grave?

Wutong leaned his head over and breathed out softly: "You really know something incredible."

Leave it on for about five minutes.

Wutong, who used the excuse of experimenting and conjecture, walked out of the cave with mixed feelings. Not far away, Kong seemed to have been waiting for a long time. He raised his foot and grabbed Wutong's wrist and rushed to the place he had agreed with Yanfei.

She didn't ask much. She knew the plot anyway, so she should know it when she got there.

really. It's a question of rendezvous with Mandrill.

Since there are unknown dangers in this space, they really can't delay too much, and there is a weird coincidence. The rest of them heard the news about the mandrill from the sky, and there happened to be the sound of the mandrill in this space. It was too deliberate, as if it was to make them believe that the mandrill was there, to lure them deeper into the unknown.

Yan Fei had just told Kong and others about her conjecture, fearing to cause panic. Originally, he wanted to ask Wutong to come with him, but Wutong happened to call out Qingqiu at that time and was still having a one-on-one conversation.

Yan Fei guessed that Mandrill should be in a different location from them. But the other party's voice and phantom actually reached the space where they were...

Could it be that this space is inherently chaotic? It allows people to see people and things that shouldn't be here, even ghosts. I don’t feel hungry because my body is stagnant.

In other words... time stopped for them.

Combining the two, time and space are chaotic in this underground space.