Genshin Impact: Please don’t bully me, fellow stragglers

Killing the sparrow is just the beginning.

It was dinner time the next day, and suddenly there was a series of crying sounds outside the door.

Pushing open a crack in the door and looking out, there were several blood-red corpses wrapped in straw mats placed side by side in the open space directly opposite the door. Several women, children and the elderly were kneeling beside them in mourning, crying and shouting for the lackeys of the shogunate to return. The lives of their loved ones are coming.

Nanke took one look and closed the door.

"What's going on outside?" Ah Wang's face was full of anxiety and he even put down his chopsticks.

"They were probably holding a funeral for the villagers who died in the war. We were passing by nearby." Nanke sat down and handed her a chopstick dish. "It's nothing. Let's continue eating."

Soon after the meal, the crying slowly disappeared.

But the bodies piled in front of the door were not moved.

"Tsk." The skirmisher glanced through the crack in the door and was about to push the door open.

"The country is collapsing," Nanke stopped him in time and closed the door, "Leave it to them. It's natural to be sad when a loved one dies."

"So we just let them ride on top of us?" The skirmisher raised his eyebrows in dissatisfaction.

"Well... how about that," Nanke thought for a while, "Let's go out and pick some flowers? Dedicate them to the deceased, and at least show the villagers that we have no ill intentions?"

"……up to you."

Nanke turned around and said hello to Awang, who was squatting in the corner of the kitchen and continuing his papermaking business, and then went out with the stragglers.

The vegetation on Qinglai Island, which is always shrouded in clouds, is withering, and it is not the flowering season. Nanke walked around the nearby mountains and fields several times, but found nothing.

While I was holding my chin, frowning and thinking, I suddenly noticed the sunny Asase Shrine in the distance on the sea.

"If you're not afraid of missing meals again and again, then the girl will scream when she's hungry." Skirmisher reminded.

"Can't you fly?" Nanke tilted his head.

"Why should I use my newly recovered strength to help others?" The soldier raised his eyebrows and looked at her pointedly.

Nanke couldn't help but purse his lips.

Again.

But this time is different.

She pinched her fingers and didn't struggle for too long. She lowered her eyes and leaned over, touching the skirmisher's cheek with her lips: "Is this okay?"

No matter how their relationship develops in the end.

At least the current skirmishers can respond to her in everything.

that's enough.

The always cold and arrogant face in front of him showed a visibly surprised look. The curve of the ends of the beautifully shaped eyes rose higher and higher, then suddenly narrowed and quickly turned to the other side.

"You guy..." The skirmisher made a soft sound of unknown meaning.

"Are you not satisfied?" Nanke glanced at his lips in embarrassment.

It's the first time we have to go mouth to mouth. Although it's not like we've never done it before with him, it's a bit difficult...

She hesitantly moved closer, and her mouth was suddenly covered.

"Hold on tight."

Before he could even realize the meaning behind Xian Soldier's words, he was already hugged by the waist and lifted into the air.

There were dark clouds in the sky, and the altitude they were flying was not very high. Nanke rested his chin on the shoulder of the skirmisher with peace of mind, and while watching the low mountains and the numerous houses in Yueshi Village slowly disappear, he spread his fingers and touched The gorgeous divine ring behind the skirmishers.

It's just a virtual image caused when the power leaks out. I can't feel anything. The only thing that passes through my fingers is the cool wind.

But very beautiful.

"Didn't I tell you to hold on tight?" After a while, the melancholy voice of the skirmisher came into his ears along the wind, "Aren't you afraid that I will drop you and kill you?"

Nanke hugged his shoulders with both hands and said: "The country collapsed."

"Ah."

"Your ears are a little red."

Nanke looked at his half-revealed ears, which were as red and delicate as petals.

The skirmishers made no sound.

"Is the frequency of cooling system failures a bit high recently?" she asked again.

The skirmisher's cheek pressed against her face, tightening again and again: "...it's so noisy."

Due to the posture restriction, he couldn't turn back. When he landed on the ground, he looked at the face of the skirmisher. Whether it was his ears or anything else, he had returned to his usual cold demeanor.

Nanke rubbed his eyes that were dry from the wind and walked along the beach towards the Asase Shrine opposite.

The warship parked nearby was seriously damaged, and the pirates were busy repairing it while shouting loudly. When they saw Nanke, they lost their enthusiasm as last time. They only looked at it once and then looked away, lowered their heads and continued their work.

Nanke didn't bother to complain and went directly to the shrine.

Under the bright sunshine, the grass was green, and indeed there were many wild flowers blooming.

"Is anyone there?" Nanke asked the skirmishers to wait outside temporarily and knocked on the door.

"I said no thanks are needed."

As soon as the door opened, the strong aroma of medicine rushed up together with Asase Hibiki's cold voice.

Nan Ke and Asase Hibiki looked at each other.

"...Sorry, I thought it was a hundred-eyed ghost." Asase Hibiki looked back at the house, rubbed his brows, closed the door and walked out, "Did the villagers do something?"

In the phrase.

Nanke smiled and said nothing more: "I want to come here to pick some flowers to worship the deceased. Isn't it convenient?"

"Come with me." Asase Hibiki led Nanke around behind the cherry tree of the shrine.

The terrain is slightly higher than where the shrine is located, and the lighting is better. The warm sunshine and sea breeze shine on the green lawn, and the wild flowers sway gently. If it weren't for a battle-damaged ship floating below, it would be very secluded and beautiful.

"Is Grandma Zuo's foot feeling better?" Nanke asked as he walked.

"It's not going to get better." Asase Hibiki leaned down and picked a few small white flowers.

Nanke was stunned: "...Eh?"

"You should have heard that once a miko gets married and has children, she loses her spiritual power." Asase Hibiki's movements were calm, without any pause for what he said, "But she can use witchcraft to divination and construct barriers. Because the end is coming.”

"What do you mean..." Nanke couldn't help but look in the direction of the shrine.

"That's it." Asase Hibiki put the flowers in his hands into a bunch, turned around and handed them to Nanke, with indifferent eyes, "Are these enough?"

"Thank you." Nanke thanked him in a low voice and took it.

Before leaving, Nanke went to visit Granny Zuo.

It was clear that not long ago, the person who was walking in front with his hunched back and blowing his beard, staring and scolding his daughter loudly, was now lying on the bed with withered silver hair and a sallow complexion, eyes closed.

The wrinkles on Grandma Zuo's face were deep, and the ravines covered with shadows gave off a sense of weakness like falling dead leaves. Her expression seemed very calm when she was sleeping, but she seemed to have been frowning and never relaxed.

The reason why he desperately forced his daughter to return to the shrine.

The reason why Asase Hibiki left Awang uncharacteristically and came here.

Even if the relationship has become estranged, they are still mother and daughter connected by blood.

Nanke didn't wake her up, looked at her silently for a while, and said goodbye holding the flowers.

The skirmisher was leaning against a thin sapling out of boredom, probably because he forgot to bring his bamboo hat when he went out. He was crossing his arms with his face raised, squinting at the sun in the sky with boredom.

On the other side of the tree, there was a hundred-eyed ghost with the same posture and the same expression.

The particularly melancholic aura made Nanke stop.

Hearing the sound, the skirmisher turned his head and looked at her, paused for a moment, raised a not-so-kind smile on his lips, raised his right index finger between his lips, and waved to Nanke like a dog.

Nanke hesitated for a moment and walked over quietly.

The Hundred-Eyed Ghost was immersed in sadness and couldn't extricate himself. As he got closer, his muttering gradually became clearer: "...I can't figure it out even if I think about it. How on earth did I displease her? Little brother Guobeng, woman How can I coax her? Can you give me a trick?"