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

The moment they felt the warmth of each other's lips, Awang exclaimed from behind: "Ah! Rabbits can't eat this!"

The skirmishers froze.

The purple eyes widened slightly, and the deep color in them trembled. The usual aloof, cold, arrogant and sarcastic attitude, and the ease with which he played with her in the palm of his hand, all disappeared, revealing a hint of unbelievable wavering.

It was almost as if he didn't expect to kiss her.

is it possible?

Not a joke.

Not bullying.

But from the heart...

Nanke vaguely touched something, but the feeling was too vague to grasp.

The skirmisher had already paused. The opportunity was fleeting. Without thinking too much, she raised her head slightly and completed the kiss.

Then the dull emotions in those purple eyes were completely thrown into chaos.

The skirmisher dodged backwards, too hastily, and sat down on the floor. A few unstable arcs of lightning elements even leaked out from around him.

Nanke raised his hand to touch his lips, thoughtfully.

Is this... the first time that I have the upper hand?

It is better to choose a day than to hit it.

Let's take the opportunity to confirm what he really thinks about her.

"The country is collapsing," Nanke made up his mind, supported the floor and walked over on his knees, "There is something..."

The words rolled around on the tip of my tongue several times, but I still couldn't ask the question calmly.

Nanke pursed his lips at the straggler, pulled up his finger, placed it on the depression between the collarbone, and gently opened his collar, asking with his eyes.

The soldier's pupils suddenly shrank.

The delicate skin color under her fingertips clearly highlighted the traces of her malicious intentions last night.

Like a bright red mole on the chest, half of it was squeezed into the shadow of the narrow ravine following the posture of bending down.

The ripples caused by the small movement were immediately covered up by other larger waves.

However, the woman's expression was still innocent, she just looked at him with red cheeks.

The Adam's apple of the young doll was not prominent, but it rolled visibly and fell into Nanke's eyes. She blinked and opened her mouth to ask, but there were a few "clang, dang, dang, dang, dang, dang, dang, dang, dang, dang, dang, dang, dang, dang, dang, dang, dang, dang, dang, dang, dang, dang, dang, dang, dang, dang, dang, dang, dang, dang, dang, dang, dang, dang, with which she heard it.

Nanke turned around.

Awang stared at them dumbfounded, his hands hanging by his sides, and the bow that fell to the ground was still spinning.

Nanke:......

Awang:......

Nanke was grabbed by the shoulders and pushed away by the person below.

"Huh? Are you going to say that it was me who did it?" The soldier sat upright, his slightly stiff voice rising, and he made the same mockery as usual.

Nanke was dumbfounded.

he! He actually!

But if pressed, he would have admitted in disguise that he was pretending to sleep at the time...

Ah Wang came back to his senses because of Skirmisher's words and ran over in a panic: "Oh my god Nanke! Where did the mosquito bite you with such a big bag!"

Nanke hesitated and pulled up his clothes: "I'm fine..."

The mosquito turned 180 degrees without any concern, facing her stubbornly with the back of its head, showing no reaction at all.

"No, no, it's really a big bag!" Awang took hold of Nanke's hand, looked at it solemnly, and ran back, "Wait a minute, I'll wipe it with some wine for you!"

Now is the time for early farming in Yueshi Village.

Nanke and Awang walked along the path in the village, explaining their purpose to the surprised villagers who met them. Occasionally, when they turned around, they could not see the faces of the stragglers.

So angry.

Definitely give him a bad nickname.

It is called the country·mosquito·collapse.

"...So that's it, Grandma Suu is getting older." One of the villagers shook his head and sighed after hearing the whole story. "I am responsible for delivering letters to the shrine. If you want to investigate, please come with me."

Nanke looked away from the skirmishers and followed.

Nowadays, thefts are becoming more and more frequent, occurring almost every day, and the scene of the latest crime is still preserved.

It was in a small warehouse used by a family to store grain. The owner had gone out, and only an old man with a bad ear was left.

"Ah? What did you say!" The old man raised his ears.

"What on earth did you lose?" A Wang shouted hoarsely.

"Oh, how often do you eat meat?" The old man nodded and squinted his eyes, "The dried meat has been stolen by thieves, I don't know..."

"Alas..." Awang slumped his shoulders.

The thin hemp rope used to hang meat in the warehouse was still hanging on the wall, and the broken end was hairy, as if it had been cut open by some blunt instrument.

After asking around, it seemed that nothing was missing except a few pieces of meat.

Awang rubbed his sore throat and went to the next house.

Not far apart, just a few steps.

The three members of the family were there, and they saw a witch entering and leaving the neighbor's house, so they stood at the door waiting early.

"Thank you, Miko." The male host nodded and bowed.

Awang glanced at him without saying anything and walked straight in.

The family raised several old hens, and one of them was lost.

There was a hole on the roof of the chicken shed, which was temporarily covered with a wooden pot lid. The hole at the bottom was about half a meter in diameter, and there were a few chicken feathers and a little black blood hanging there.

Awang climbed up the ladder, peeled off a small piece of bamboo with a branch, observed it for a long time, and recited a spell in a low voice.

A faint black smoke rose from the bamboo slices, transformed into the shape of some kind of beast, screamed, and dispersed in Awang's hands.

The family of three below were shocked.

"Is it the evil spirit?" Nanke asked in a low voice, holding on to the ladder.

"At least it's something that has been contaminated by the evil spirits," A Wang climbed down and frowned, "But it should be very weak, otherwise..."

Otherwise, it's not just stealing food.

"Sir, please catch that monster!" The hostess hugged the child tightly with a pale face.

Awang looked at the villagers leading the way.

The next house is still very close.

Such a planned and coherent crime was still successful many times even when the village was already on guard. The other party was too cunning.

Close to the evil spirit, comparable to human wisdom...

Nanke couldn't help but think of the child who was infected with the evil spirit.

She slowed down and walked side by side with the skirmishers behind her: "The country collapsed."

The stragglers stared at her.

"Is it related to that child?" Nanke asked in a low voice.

The skirmisher let out a soft "ha" and turned away his eyes, completely ignoring her.

Nanke was startled.

Why is he angry?

Then his thoughts passed by, his eyes lowered, and then he started thinking about the current problem.

If it really has something to do with that child...will she tell it?

After asking myself, I immediately gave a negative answer in my mind.

With so many thefts, once the real culprit is found out, it will definitely trigger public outrage, not to mention the situation... depending on human beings' fear of weirdness, it may lead to an even more miserable situation.

But it is not advisable to tolerate theft as it becomes more and more serious.

Let’s see what Awang does.

After all, she was just here to accompany him.

Under the eaves in front, a villager sitting on the threshold choosing vegetables saw them walking towards them. He hurriedly put away his things and ran into the house, pushing the door shut with a bang.

The villager leading the way was a little embarrassed: "Well, sir..."

"The next one." Awang said angrily.

The investigation was not smooth, and many people refused to let them in.

It also included the residence of the woman who was also said to have been burgled.

Thanks to their blessing, when we came out of the last widow's house, the sun had not even reached the zenith.

"Let's go again in the evening," Awang said to the villagers leading the way. "Say hello to the residents near the old man. Don't move anything in the house. Find a place to evacuate yourself. Don't stay at home. If you don't cooperate because of The investigation lets the monster go, but by the time the monster grows up and starts harming people, it will be too late.”

"Yes, yes." The villagers bowed their heads respectfully.