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

In addition to the shrine, Granny Kan also left behind many mysterious small boxes.

Most of them were books and seeds, until Awang opened a small box and saw that it was filled with white papers.

"This...!" Awang's eyes almost popped out of his head.

"...I actually made something like this." Asase Hibiki picked up the paper, frowned for a moment, and then quickly let it go, "Use it if you can, Awang, I will be very busy in the next few days. "

No one discusses what the idea of ​​Granny Kano was when she was alive to make the white paper that only shrine maidens would use.

But being able to save the step of remaking paper obviously helps a lot.

The cut paper hangings were twisted together with the straw rope that A Wang had twisted before, and the weight was completed.

"Then Awang and I will set off," Asase Hibiki said goodbye to Nanke and the skirmishers, carrying a bow and arrows and a simple luggage. "We should be able to turn back within five days. During this period, the shrine will be entrusted to you. "

Fuzi nestled at Asase Hibiki's feet, raised her round eyes and scratched Asase Hibiki's clogs.

Asase Hibiki lowered his eyes, leaned over to pick up the little guy, and handed it to Nanke: "There is still a bed."

Nanke pulled Fuzi into his arms: "I wish you a safe journey."

"We will be back as soon as possible!" Awang turned around and shouted as he walked down the stairs in front of the shrine.

Nanke watched them hurriedly walk through the bright beach, and finally disappeared under the cover of dark clouds on Qinglai Island. He sighed and gently rubbed his head.

"Finally left." The stragglers around him looked cheerful.

"The country is collapsing," Nanke felt that it was necessary to inoculate him in advance based on the increasingly turbulent style of the stragglers. "This is a shrine. Please don't do strange things to me just because there are no outsiders around."

"For example?" The soldier looked at her with raised eyebrows.

Nanke couldn't help but limped back two steps.

For example, pushing her down without saying hello, touching her neck, etc...

"Don't you know that I am the most ungodly person?" The soldier added with a smile as he looked at her expression as if she was facing an enemy.

Nanke retorted: "Obviously you have done it yourself..."

"So," the skirmisher approached her and pointedly said, "You also want to try blasphemy?"

The sea breeze carried the sun passing through the middle.

Nanke's face turned red.

How can this person...

What should be there is not there.

Do you still keep saying the same dirty talk?

Fuzi was uncomfortable being squeezed by Nanke's tightening arms. She raised her head and let out a small cry, then stretched out her pink tongue to lick her chin.

Nanke came to his senses and took Fuzi into the house: "I'm going to breastfeed Fuzi."

The sunlight above his head was too dazzling. The skirmisher squinted slightly as he looked at her back as she turned into the shrine. Thinking of something, he rubbed his index finger with his thumb and raised the corner of his mouth slightly.

It is difficult to feed kittens who are less than a month old.

Fortunately, Fenzi is not an ordinary cat, but a cat demon with tenacious vitality.

Mix the surimi and warm rice soup, stir it into a uniform milk paste, use a small plate to spread it in the palm of your hand, scoop up a little with a small piece of bamboo, squat on the ground, raise your head and eat it.

After hearing the news of Granny Zuo's death, villagers came all the way from Yueshi Village to pay their respects and pray.

To prevent another incident, Nanke deliberately avoided them. Later, when he was about to change the dressing for the wound, there was a knock on the door: "Aunt Asase, are you there?"

"Mr. Baimugui?" Nanke pulled up her clothes and went to open the door for him, "Miss Xiang is out."

"What, so fast?!" Bai Mugui, who was covered in travel dust, slapped his forehead hard, "Damn, it's still too late!"

"Do you have anything important to do with Miss Xiang?" Nanke asked.

"Is it important?" Baimu Gui said with a drooping face, "Is it okay to seize the opportunity to escort me and show your attentiveness?"

Nanke:......

"Ahem," she said seriously, "Ms. Hibiki said she'll be back in about five days."

Bai Mugui's eyes lit up.

"Guobeng went out for electricity...well, fishing," Nanke stepped away from the door, "If you don't mind, please come in and sit down."

"Then I'm sorry to bother you." Baimu Gui walked into the shrine with familiarity, his eyes touched the layout of the house, and he suddenly let out a sigh, "Although I have expected this day,... I am not used to not being yelled at when I enter the door. "

Nanke poured him a glass of water, scratched the wound on his back, and his face turned slightly pale.

"You sit down, you sit down. I'll do this little thing myself," Baimu Gui quickly helped her sit down and asked, "I heard that you escaped from death by a monster? That's really amazing."

"It's just luck." Nanke shook his head.

"It's a pity that I finally dealt with the shogunate some time ago, and I still have to supervise the construction of new ships. I can't leave, otherwise I would have come to help." Hundred-Eyed Ghost sighed.

"Building a ship?" Nanke drank half of the water and stopped.

"The Ice Sword Ghost frequently attacked us some time ago just to destroy our only warship." Baimu Gui casually pointed outside, "You should have seen that. If he goes to the battlefield, I'm afraid he won't be able to survive more than a few hits." It has to sink. I simply hitched the boat here and pretended to be repairing it, so that the shogunate’s spies could feel complacent for a while. When they were unaware of the attack, I would sail out with a new boat and catch them off guard!"

As if imagining that scene, Baimugui slapped his thigh and laughed.

"But it will take a long time to build a ship comparable to the shogunate's warships, right?" Nanke asked.

"This is the wisdom of a man on the sea," Baimugui said. "I will dismantle all the usable ships on the island and put them together. It will be completed in a short time. Waiting for the next naval battle, I will definitely use the shogunate's machine sword." The ghost has been caught, and they have no trump card..."

The hundred-eyed ghost chattered endlessly, with a vague hatred similar to that of the Yueshi villagers on its full-blooded face.

Nanke became more and more uneasy as he watched.

So, in the next battle, both the shogunate and Qinglai Island will use their full strength.

Getting closer and closer.

When disaster strikes.

The task of shipbuilding supervisor was temporarily handed over to Snake Eyes. Baimu Gui rarely had any leisure time, so he sat there for a while, waiting for the stragglers to return.

The black and red coat with furisode was tied around the waist, revealing a strong chest tightly wrapped in black material. One side of his two slender arms was full of catches, and the other side was carrying a wet hat and shoes and socks.

If you get closer, you can still see the shiny particles in the dark hair, which are the salt particles left behind after the seawater evaporates.

The stragglers took a look at Baimu Gui, and the four characters "You are superfluous" were clearly written on his expressionless face.

"Haha, I understand, I understand," Baimu Gui waved his hands repeatedly and stood up and said, "I just saw that Nanke was injured and I was afraid that she would not be safe at home alone. It was getting late that day, so I went back."

"Would I do that stupid thing again?" Skirmisher's face turned foul.

Nanke watched Bai Mugui running away, fearing that he would be attacked by indiscriminate firepower from skirmishers, and couldn't help laughing: "Mr. Bai Mugui is here to see Miss Xiang."

"I saw it." The skirmisher said calmly and packed up his things.

"Huh?" Nanke was stunned.

"Otherwise, he would have been chopped into charcoal as soon as he landed on the island." The skirmisher smoothed his hair and stared at the white particles stuck between his fingers, frowning, "I'm going to take a shower. What do you want for dinner?"

Nanke looked at the crab that was thrown into the bamboo basket and was trying to escape with two large pincers raised: "Hairy crab?"

"This is a sea crab," the skirmisher glanced at her, and with a slight chuckle at the end of his words, he threw away his coat and turned into the inner room, "Idiot."

Is there any difference?

Idiot lowered his eyes and looked carefully at the crab that had climbed onto the edge of the bamboo basket.

With a "pop" sound, the hard carapace hit the floor, and the crab fell belly-up.

Fuzi crawled out from under Nanke's clothes, stretched out his paws to try and dig, but unexpectedly his foot hair was caught, and he screamed and swung his paws desperately.

Nanke had no choice but to stand up from the table and go to help it out.