Looking at the departing travelers, Paimon felt helpless for the first time. What was this feeling of separation like? It was only a short separation.

Seeing Paimon looking unexpectedly sad, Jiraiya was just about to go forward to comfort him.

Unexpectedly, Paimon suddenly raised his head, looked at Jiraiya with tears in his eyes and said, "Paimon has no strength to cry anymore, I'm hungry..."

"Uh..." Jiraiya looked at the little Paimon in front of him speechlessly. Such a small guy shouldn't be able to eat much, right?

By the way, didn’t we say that we should go to Wangshu Inn to rest first?

Jiraiya thought about it for a moment, then agreed without hesitation: "When we get to Wangshu Inn, I'll treat Paimon to a feast!"

"Great!" When Paimon heard that there was something delicious to eat, the dark clouds above his head instantly disappeared. If the traveler knew that Paimon was bribed so quickly, he would be so angry that he would vomit blood.

……

"No!" Paimon's eyes suddenly became sharp. It seems that Paimon is still reliable.

"Do you really have the money to treat us?" Paimon looked at the poor Jiraiya in front of him suspiciously, but the figures of Zhongli, Wendy and others emerged in his mind.

It is said that none of these gods and immortals can afford to invite people for a proper meal!

"Hahaha, don't worry! Do I look like I can't afford to eat? I'm a very famous author in my country!"

Seeing Jiraiya's confident look, Paimon could only choose to believe him. His mind was already full of fantasies about the feast at Wangshu Inn that he hadn't enjoyed for a long time.

Xingqiu's eyes lit up as he hurried forward and asked, "Master Immortal, you are actually the author of a best-selling book? To be honest, I am also a novelist. Can I ask you for advice?"

Xingqiu spoke in a very low voice, and looked embarrassed, as if he was doing something shameful.

This was seen by the carefree Jiraiya, who suddenly revealed a strange smile and asked, "Your name is Xingqiu, right?"

"Yeah!" Xingqiu did not dare to be negligent in front of the immortal and responded quickly.

Jiraiya was obviously excited too, and nodded with satisfaction, saying, "You know, the best-selling and popular books can only be written by real men! Do you understand?"

Seeing Jiraiya's serious look, Xingqiu nodded and said, "The dragon horse is as white as snow, and the golden saddle is as noble as Wuling. A real man born between heaven and earth should carry a three-foot sword and perform unparalleled feats. I certainly understand the romance of men!"

"Hey, little brother. I didn't expect you to be so smart!"

Although Paimon had no idea what the two were talking about, he was certain that they were definitely not on the same wavelength!

The romance of Xingqiu men refers to the chivalrous spirit, the romance of leaving after the task is completed, and hiding one's achievements and fame.

As for Jiraiya... those who understand will understand...

Jiraiya carefully took out a book without a cover from his pocket and said to Xingqiu softly, "This is the latest chapter of the "Intimate Paradise" I am writing. But I have never revealed the relevant content to anyone."

Seeing Jiraiya's kindness, Xingqiu took the "Intimate Paradise" from his hand with great caution, and immediately opened the book with lofty ideas, intending to study slowly.

(Note: Due to force majeure, Jiraiya and Teyvat not only share the same language, but also the same cultural characters. Don't ask me why, it's just so magical.)

But Xingqiu's face became increasingly red as he looked at the book in his hand. This! This! This is simply insulting! This is indecent!

Although Xingqiu did not consider himself a pedantic scholar, the content of this book was too advanced! Xingqiu wanted to abandon the book and run away, but when he thought that this book was given by an immortal, he just left.

It is really too disrespectful to the Immortal Master, so I can only watch it like this.

As he read, two streams of blood flowed from his nose. At this moment... Xingqiu had a completely new understanding of books. It was like he had opened the door to a new world.

"Ah? Xingqiu, are you okay? Where do you feel uncomfortable? Why are you bleeding from the nose?" Paimeng didn't understand why and wanted to go forward to show concern and comfort Xingqiu.

Unexpectedly, the usually steady Xingqiu suddenly shot up, slammed the book shut, and said in panic and stammering, "Nothing... Nothing! There's nothing in this book!"

In fact, Paimon doesn’t like reading books, but if you say there is a guy like this, can you not be curious about the content of the book?

"Oh, just give it to Paimeng? It's not like there's a shortage of Mora, and Second Young Master Xingqiu's family has no shortage of Mora." Paimeng originally thought that with Xingqiu's personality, he would just need him to beg in a cute way.

Xingqiu would obediently share the book with himself. But unexpectedly, Xingqiu acted out of character this time, shaking his head like a rattle, showing no intention of handing over the book to share with Paimeng.

Paimon was so angry that he jumped up and down, saying, "Really? You guys are too relaxed! The situation is dangerous and the travelers are working so hard, but you are reading novels here. The most important thing is that you don't even share them with me!"

After hearing what Paimeng said, Xingqiu immediately lowered his head in shame. It seemed that if Paimeng tried harder, he would be able to hand over the book obediently.

Who knew that Jiraiya was so thick-skinned that he had reached a higher level.

Still maintaining his generous demeanor, he asked back, "Little Paimon, do you think we can change anything even if we are anxious? Can we make the carriage run faster? Or can we make the demon Chi disappear?"

Paimon found that he really couldn't win the argument with Jiraiya. This guy was like some kind of life mentor, who had fooled and taught countless apprentices. His teaching tone was really hard to disobey.

"Instead of being anxious, it is better to relax your mind first. This way you can be in a good state and be ready for the next challenge."

When Paimon realized that he couldn't refute Jiraiya, he simply turned his face away, looking angry.

The atmosphere in the carriage was a little too peaceful at this moment. It was hard to imagine that Liyue was already surrounded by dangers.

But in this hidden peace, a strand of pitch-black hair suddenly appeared above the door frame of the carriage... and hung between little Paimon's eyebrows.

"Ah-chu!" Paimon sneezed when his hair hit him, and he immediately realized that how many storytellers' horror stories started in this way?

Paimon retreated in fear, not caring about whether he was angry or not. He immediately hid behind Jiraiya and Xingqiu. Soon, the black hair showed its full appearance.

It’s actually walnut…

"Ouch!" Walnut made a face at Paimon with a look of success on his face.

"Ah! Walnut! You know that scaring people can kill them!" Paimon was worried every day. If he hadn't practiced with the traveler, he would have fainted.

"Don't worry, the demon Chi is still in a weak state, it can't leave Qingce Villa. And what Master Jiraiya said is right, you are born when you are alive, and you die when you die. Relax when you should, this is what my grandfather taught me."

Walnut is also optimistic. Paimon feels that he is no longer able to fight these guys alone, so he should just look forward to the feast ahead...

Just as he was thinking this, a pitch-black claw suddenly pierced through the wall of the carriage and reached towards Paimon.

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