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

It is indeed something that attracts attention right away. The maple tree placed here is just like the sudden color in the black and white photo, abrupt and gorgeous.

There seems to be someone under the tree. He clasped his hands together and knelt down under the tree, as if he had received a great favor. There is no more pious man here.

Wutong didn't hurry over, just put his pocket in his pocket and looked up at the bead in the center of Taiwei's instrument panel with a faint blue light flowing around it. She could vaguely feel that this space was watching and reading her.

In this case.

Then tell her, show it. If you really want to use this method to keep her, devour her, and annihilate her. Then without any reservation, let those who are happy, fearful, angry, sad... even pain or death. Let them all appear again.

Maybe she would stay a little longer?

He smiled a very sunny and healthy smile towards the Taiwei instrument panel in the sky. Wutong was in a good mood. He walked toward the people under the maple tree, bent down, and greeted them friendly and politely.

"Hello, excuse me. This... aunt? Excuse me, do you know me?"

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Sora, Paimon and Yan Fei.

The three of them met a group of treasure thieves in the secret territory. The others were similar to those at Wutong. The huge Taiwei instrument panel took up half the sky, and the scene looked like a mine outside the layered rock abyss.

After two moves, Yan Fei recognized it. This was the thug she met a few days ago. Previously, she helped solve a major business case, but in order to get revenge on her, the person who committed the crime hired a treasure thief group as thugs.

It’s hard to be a legal counselor these days.

However, fortunately, Yan Fei is not just a weak woman with no physical strength. She has martial arts at her side, so it is not difficult to deal with this rabble. But suddenly appearing here, even the personnel configuration is exactly the same as that time... It seems that this space is reproducing some fragments in her memory.

I'm afraid this is also one of the ways to consume them, it really does exist.

And that small disc that was stuck in the ground and surrounded by stolen treasures, look at the appearance and layout. It's probably the "Taiwei Dashboard" that they can operate in the secret realm.

In addition, I also found several pieces of paper buried in the soil, which seemed to be handwritten notes by someone.

——I asked Mr. Boyang to borrow pen and paper to write a letter home, but I don’t know what to write... I hope everyone in my hometown will have a good life. Miss my daughter.

——Ghostwriting for Brother Hulan, I hope his family can also be well. If not for this experience, I would still want to go back to celebrate the Hai Lantern Festival.

Silently, Kong removed the floating soil from the note, blew it again, and carefully put it away.

Turning the small Taiwei instrument panel embedded in the ground, he passed through the tunnel through the door and entered another world, or another period of time.

Here, Kong didn't say anything. First, he treated the fools who suddenly appeared and had no good feelings towards them, punching them to the flesh and giving them fatal care. Then Yan Fei was still thinking about whose memory this was, and the arrows carrying the water element pierced the Fire Gun soldiers.

It's night orchid.

She was in a very unhappy mood. Firstly, Wutong was not found, and secondly, there were always some bugs who took the trouble to stop her. Although the result was the same no matter how many times she came back, as we all know, "annoyance" is a state that can be superimposed.

During this period, the four of them also heard indistinct murmurs. Don't give up, go out, record, feel too powerful, miss home...etc., intermittently, not a single sentence.

Ye Lan said that she had seen some phantoms elsewhere before, and what she heard at that time were these words. But this memory seems to be reproduced in this space.

It's okay, so the other three people will know what happened at that time.

After learning about Yan Fei and Kong, Paimon adjusted the miniature Taiwei instrument panel on the ground to join her, Ye Lan thought thoughtfully.

After adjusting the pointer and entering the next space, the four met the fighting mandrill.

It is Fushe's consistent tactic to hide his body and launch attacks from the dark.

"Filthy monsters, how many people have died because of you... I led you to the underground space just to discover your weaknesses."

Fushe said so.

Apparently he mistook the mandrill for a magical beast and launched an attack tirelessly. I want to drag the other party to die here together.

Mandrill stopped the three people who came up to help him. With a twist of his wrist, Cuise and Puyuan were filled with chills and sharply cut through the incoming lightning strike.

This time he went his own way. It's because after hundreds of years since Fushe disappeared, this might be the last chance to see each other.

As a blood-soaked warrior, Mandrill has always been strict with himself and must never let go of his weapons during battle. He had a serious look on his face, clenched his teeth, and had no intention of retreating. His body was numb after being hit. Even if he couldn't lift Pu Yuan, his physical skills were enough. It doesn't matter that he is injured and the battle situation is unfavorable, he knows the outcome.

He knows the outcome.

His fingers touched the Nuo noodles hanging on his waist and he lowered his eyes. Mandrill tightened his grip on the gun and tiptoed: "Teng She Grand Marshal Fu She... your power is not endless."

His phantom is not as good as him.

The green surrounding the black mist grew from under the feet, and as the Yuan danced, the wind it brought seemed to turn into countless sharp blades, cutting out from the inside out in all directions. The spear skills engraved in the bones, chopping, stabbing, picking... you can still do it even if you close your eyes. After hundreds of years of fighting against karma, these movements were more accustomed to him than breathing.

The Fu She in its heyday would not be just like this.

Among his few memories worth recalling, how could Fushe only be like this.

"Enough... destroy, phantom of nothingness!"

Everything dispersed and then returned to silence, and the swaying leaves turned and slowly fell. Mandrill tilted his head, and the Nuo mask on his face turned into fragments and disappeared.

This is the end.

He confirmed it and found it.

Fushe fought here, and the legendary unknown Yaksha... was him.