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

Regarding Wutong's firm attitude, it was not like he had never heard of the stalemate between the two in Zhongli's place.

only...

After arriving in Teyvat, Kong felt that he had no idea what to do after a long time.

Paimeng looked embarrassed, biting the sign: "Well...signing a contract with an immortal or with that cold mandrill, I always feel that there is little hope... Speaking of which, what kind of contract does Wutong want to sign?"

"It's a contract about the future."

"future?"

"Yes." Wutong touched Paimon's troubled little head and smiled softly.

Because in this way, the people she values ​​​​will not be put in danger, the gears of fate can continue to turn, and she can take one step closer to her return home.

Sora, who had been silent for a long time, hid the emotions in his eyes. He knew it, completely and completely. This was a contract that he and Paimon would never encounter danger in Liyue. This means that in the future, even if you encounter a crisis elsewhere, as long as the anchor point is still usable, you just need to return here, and you will be safe.

But he didn't want Wutong to do that, even if his karma was really harmless to him.

You have to pull up the mandrill, you have to prove it to Zhongli, you have to take a road that no one has traveled, and you have to protect the people you want to protect as the Hai Lantern Festival said.

You want to give stability, you want to give salvation, what else do you want to give?

The more confused Kong became, the calmer he appeared on his face. The corners of his mouth curled up as usual: "Okay. I promise you, I will tell Immortal Mandrill."

"Really?" Wutong was obviously a little happy, but then his tone became very relaxed: "Then I'll leave it to you, but just talk about normal things. It doesn't matter. Even if Mandrill disagrees, it doesn't matter. "

Since even Sora said this, Paimon secretly encouraged himself.

Just saying it, just saying it. Regarding signing a contract, it is considered a normal thing in Liyue, right?

"Paimon will work hard! If, if Mandrill doesn't agree, I will beg him with almond tofu."

Wutong put his hand on his chin and suddenly felt that this was also a good idea. She then decided that when Shi Kong went to the terrace to find Immortal Mandrill, she would ask Yan Xiao to make him a carefully made special version of almond tofu.

Late at night, besides lying on the bed and looking at the messy space on the floor of the room, I couldn't sleep. I sat on the roof looking at the moon, and it was hard to calm down.

I can't understand this person.

What does she want to do? Just a contract about protection? But if you can eliminate karma and have this kind of power, why do you still need him? The only thing he is good at is killing, and nothing related to blessings and prayers. He can't realize any wishes.

Kong turned over and stared at Wutong intently. He felt sleepy after drinking the medicine and had already fallen asleep.

Every time after the medicine took effect, I felt too hot and felt sleepy. I pushed him every time, didn't want to cover him with the quilt, and didn't want to get too close to him. Normally, in order to prevent people from catching cold, Kong would wrap the person tightly with a quilt and then press him down to stop him from flopping around.

This time, however, he made no move.

Wutong turned her back to him, pulled off the quilt, uncovered it at all, held it all in her arms, and huddled up.

The medicine this time is to treat body cold and pain, but is this medicine really effective? Are those messy symptoms really getting better? You always have so many ways, you can always do anything, You can always act calm.

Sora knows that this is a good thing that can be considered a win-win situation. For him, Mandrill, Zhongli, and Liyue, it can almost be said that there are only advantages and no disadvantages.

But when the rewards and efforts are not equal, it is really difficult not to think too much.

Why is it just a traveling companion and not herself? Mandrill shook off the dirt on the tip of the gun, and through the Nuo surface, he saw the terrifying reflection of himself in the water.

Will something happen in the future? still...

The reflection in his eyes suddenly distorted, Mandrill's figure swayed, and his spear quickly penetrated the bottom of the water, breaking the calm surface of the pool. He tilted his head hard to dissipate the mask, his eyes were closed tightly, and his expression was disgusted with pain.

Or, when you are removing karma, you will lose control, so you need him to...

Why, what is the purpose.

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"..."

"..."

Kong was holding a plate of special almond tofu, and Mandrill looked at each other, and Mingren didn't say any secret words. He put his hands in his hands, leaned against the terrace, and said coldly, "I know what you are here to do." back.

So the two of them remained silent until now.

One night passed, and the two of them still hadn't figured it out.

Everyone has their own incomprehension and confusion.

And now, the source of all this, Wutong, is taking Paimon to Jueyunjian.

As the saying goes, many friends mean many paths, many helpers mean many efforts.

So when Mandrill had time to see the crane flying towards Wangshu Inn, his expression was like that of a grilled tiger fish whose fish bones were stuck in its throat.

Liuyun borrowed the name of Feng Zhenjun and made a very serious analysis, and then kindly added that she had already used the immortal method to inform the two Zhenjuns of Li Shui Laoshan and Shao Yue Zhu Yang. It will come soon.

Kong held his forehead, and suddenly felt that if Mandrill still didn't agree, it was not impossible that he would see Wendy on the terrace of Wangshu Inn one day. After all, Zhongli had been pulled by Wutong to entrust her to her.

At present, Wutong, who feels that he has done his best, is standing next to the colorful flowers downstairs, holding a bag of apples and enlightening himself. She felt like she was now like that white rat Kyubey, coming from all directions to sign a contract, boy?

Forget it, the help that should be asked has been done anyway. If Mandrill Shangxian insists on not agreeing, she will not bother him. The worst is that it will drag on for a year and a half, and the accumulated small results will be more.

Or, at worst, wait until she goes to Dao Wife to find the haunting god on that tartar sand, and then dig out that abyss of shit. There are always more ways than difficulties. It is never too late for a gentleman to take revenge. She has already thought about it.

"You look quite leisurely."

Mandrill's voice suddenly sounded from behind. Wutong turned around, and the immortal looked at her expressionlessly.

So he blinked and considered the answer: "It's mainly because I haven't been busy yet. I hope the immortal won't blame me for disturbing you. Please forgive me."

"...What exactly do you want to do?"

Wutong felt strange. She asked someone to tell her what she wanted to do. Didn't this central sentence actually tell her?

"I want to sign a fortune with Mandrill..."

There was a swishing sound in the air, and an emerald spear filled with coolness and blood was pressed into the throat of the sycamore tree. The mandrill, tempering its murderous intent, asked word by word: "What on earth do you want to do?"

"..."

Ugh...

Wutong slowly raised his hands in a gesture of surrender, smiled helplessly, and knocked all the apples in his arms to the ground. Some rolled into the grass, some rolled down to the feet of the two of them, and some rolled directly into the middle of the road.

The dark red cinnabar string on the wrist slipped a short distance due to the movement, and the evil-warming characters engraved on it glowed under the sunlight.