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

Kong was just about to ask if she wanted to get up early tomorrow to watch the sunrise at the beach, but suddenly she remembered that Wutong had always had difficulty getting up early. She didn't see much of the sea at sunrise, but more of the shadows at dusk and the fallen leaves under the moonlight.

It's like she's a child of summer.

The first burst of bright green broke through the withered, red maple leaves as huge as the size of a palm, falling to the snow that covered the ankles.

She is more like the water splashing after the raindrops fall into the stagnant water. The wind blows away the heat and brings showers. One side is sunny and half is cloudy, and the sun rain and thunderstorm are mixed.

Just like the name of the song at this moment

"Four Seasons Summer"

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After saying goodbye to Liyue's friends, naturally he couldn't forget Arataki Yidou and Kuqi Ren. However, the Arataki sect never had a specific address or fixed activity time. The three of them just strolled around outside Inazuma Castle.

Now I'm passing by Konta Village, and I'm looking at the children chasing each other on the roadside and the adults banging their sticks behind to stop them. Paimon couldn't help but sigh, a lot of things really happened before and after. Whether it was the Layer Rock Abyss not long ago or the Shenying Dazu that had ended long ago, there were so many things that were still fresh in my memory that they almost cast a huge shadow on the ground.

Sora couldn't think of what to say for a moment, so he could only comfort him by saying that this was considered progress on their journey.

Raising his gaze, Paimon put his hands over his eyebrows and looked left and right. Where did the cow herder go to fight insects? This is even harder to find.

"How could it be possible? We have Ah Yu who observes the sky. He can calculate it with just a few fingers." Kong turned around and looked teasingly at the sycamore next to him like he was walking with a retired man.

Wutong's eyes widened slightly at the unexpected fortune teller scene, and he hummed softly to express his confusion and surprise.

But the innocent Paimon obviously didn't notice, he clapped his hands in joy and blinked in anticipation: "Yes!"

"..." The words "No Stars in the Day" were about to blurt out, but they were suddenly stuck in the throat. Wutong coughed twice and raised his hand in a pretentious manner. The man is on the left and the woman is on the right. If Arataki is a man, he will extend his left hand.

It started again.

Because he often uses his observations of the sky at night as an excuse to explain to others why he can know what will happen next, or who will come, and a series of seemingly foreseeable situations. Therefore, it is expected that I will often be asked to pinch and check the fortune of messy things when I have nothing to do.

After all, I don’t know when I got a strange title from outside - fortune teller. This identity has been able to continue to exist until now, and half of the effect is due to Paimon. Thanks to the child's unwavering belief.

Sora himself doesn't believe it, but he pretends to believe it.

In this regard, he did not break the bad habit of asking for answers. Quite living in the moment. Sitting firmly on the Diaoyutai, Wutong thought that he would know about it later. There is still a long time ahead for them. Could Wutong be able to hide it for the rest of his life? If he really wanted to keep it secret for a lifetime, then he would be willing to give in. He would naturally be able to read the air and not go into details.

In fact, it doesn’t matter whether the result is accurate or not. It is better to say that it is leisure entertainment than reality. Just like Sora would feel tedious and boring during the process of solving the mystery of the ruins, he would smile and lean on Wutong's shoulder and ask casually, Master, use your invincible brain to calculate, where should we go next?

Back to the present.

Before Wutong could wait, he pinched his fingers and pointed in random directions. Out of the corner of his eye, he suddenly saw a Umiran ghost in the distance carrying a strange katana. It's very familiar, I always feel like I've seen this scene before.

"What's wrong?" Kong followed Wutong's line of sight and looked over.

Wutong put away his hand, pretended to be mysterious, put it on his chin and said seriously: "Well... believe it or not, he is going to attack us."

Sure enough, as soon as he finished speaking, the attacker who suddenly appeared rushed forward with a samurai sword wrapped in an ominous purple aura in his hand. On the one hand, Paimon marveled at Wutong's magical calculation, but on the other hand, he wondered why he was shouting, but all he got was a cold snort from the attacker.

A hearty two-on-one unfair contest. It came out of nowhere, but ended neatly.

"Hello, have you calmed down?" Wutong bent at 90 degrees, extremely polite, and asked the warrior who was beaten to the ground by them.

The samurai glanced around the two of them: "Huh? So you don't have the Eye of God. It seems that I got the wrong person."

Paimon was indignant: "At least see clearly before you attack! No... no matter who you are looking for, it is very dangerous to attack others suddenly!"

"..." The samurai ignored the dissatisfied complaints and stood up from the ground, never letting go of the strange sword: "Have you seen it? A person named Maplehara Manyo. Just like you, They all use one-handed swords. I also heard that he has the eye of God with the power of wind element."

Kong felt that the patterns on the knife looked a bit like eyes, so he asked, "Why are you looking for him?"

"It has nothing to do with you. Forget it, you don't even know, it's a waste of time." The warrior whose upper half of his face was covered by his helmet spoke fiercely and impatiently, and turned around to leave.

Watching this unreasonable guy go away, Paimon angrily put his hands on his hips, secretly hoping that this guy would never find Wanyu: "What the hell is going on with this guy? He just knows how to swing a weird knife around, and even inexplicably. Not a word of apology. Even if I knew, I would never tell such a person the news about Manyo!"

Kong was very pleased: "Not bad, great progress."

"Humph, of course. Although I think if it were an upright duel, he wouldn't be able to do anything to Wanyo. But just in case, let's go notify Wanyo and let him be careful."

However, he said that he wanted to inform Manyo, but compared to the Arataki faction, this person's whereabouts were even more important.

In the previous fight, although it was only a vague feeling, its moves were somewhat similar to Manyo's. Sora then guessed whether the other party had some special relationship with Manyo, at least they were not complete strangers.

As a martial arts novice, Paimon couldn't tell what moves were different. From her point of view, all the moves used by Inazuma's one-handed swords looked similar... The first thing they needed to do was to quickly think of a way. How were they going to find it? Wanye went to warn the other party in time to avoid danger.

"Wanyo, I know where Wanyo is." Wutong held her hands and motioned for the two of them to follow her towards the anchor point.

This is not a complete cheating. When she was buying juice in Liyue Port, she met Beidou Sister and chatted with her for a few words. She knew that the Southern Cross Fleet was going to Daozhi recently. Now I am replenishing goods on the outlying islands.

The follow-up is what she needs to "calculate".

The port was definitely not there, and there might still be a lot of people watching. After all, there were many Inazuma people a long time ago who had a very enthusiastic attitude toward Manyo after learning about the battle at Nashionada. Especially because Manyo had blocked Raiden General Mu Mu's sword, his reputation spread far and wide. . Although the Eye Hunting Order has passed for a long time, Manyo is still very popular now.