Genshin Impact: The Sharpshooter of Teyvat

In the most luxurious room of the quaint Yunlai Inn in Feiyunpo, the air is filled with the faint fragrance of tea and the calm atmosphere of wooden furniture.

The room is elegantly and exquisitely decorated, and every detail reveals extraordinary taste.

Outside the window, outside the window, the night sky slowly unfolds like a piece of deep silk, dotted with stars, as if countless bright pearls are scattered on the dark blue velvet.

The moonlight shines through the clouds and falls on the sparkling sea, creating layers of silver ripples.

The ships in the distance were flashing lights, swaying gently with the waves, as if dancing with the stars and the moonlight.

Who could have imagined that an ancient demon appeared on the sea yesterday.

Ying and Paimon had just finished a sumptuous dinner and were now sitting leisurely at the eight-immortal table, savoring the fragrant cup of tea in their hands.

Shao Yun was lying on the recliner by the window, looking at the beautiful scenery outside, with a look of comfort and leisure on his face.

The three of them were chatting, and suddenly, Ying's voice fell, breaking the harmonious atmosphere.

She mentioned the wish she had told Ningguang about, which was to post a missing person notice in Liyue to find her long-lost brother.

When Shao Yun heard this, he couldn't help but widen his eyes and asked in disbelief, "You mean, you want Ningguang to use the Qianyan Army to help you post a missing person notice?"

Ying put down the teacup in her hand, nodded slightly, and said firmly: "Yes. Although Mr. Zhongli told me a lot about my brother, those were all hundreds of years ago. The missing person notice cannot stop until I find my brother."

There was a determined light in her eyes, as if she would not give up her determination to find her loved ones no matter how many difficulties she encountered.

Shao Yun sighed and said helplessly: "If you want to post a missing person notice, come to me. It's free. But since you have made up your mind, just do it according to your idea."

Although I feel like I've been wronged, I still support and understand Ying's decision.

Ying took another sip of tea and continued, "Besides, I plan to take a good look around Liyue. Zhongli said that my brother left many traces in Liyue. I want to explore further, maybe I can find some new clues."

Her face showed anticipation and excitement, and she couldn't wait to start this adventure.

Shao Yun couldn't help but make a joke when he heard this.

"Maybe there's a big stone in some ruins with 'Sora was here' engraved on it?"

After hearing this, Ying thought about it carefully, and then said seriously: "It is really possible."

My brother-in-law is so uncivilized and needs to be taught a lesson!

Shao Yun lay quietly on the comfortable recliner. He turned his head and looked at Ying who was sitting next to the eight-immortal table and asked, "Ying, do you need my help?"

When Ying heard Shao Yun's voice, she raised her head slightly. She was about to agree, but then she thought of the strange thing that she and Paimon could not use the teleportation anchor when Shao Yun was with her.

So he found an excuse and refused with a smile: "No need, Shao Yun. You have been busy for so long, you should have a good rest."

After hearing Ying's words, Shao Yun patted his chest nonchalantly, looking full of energy.

"I just robbed the 50 billion. I feel refreshed now and don't feel tired at all. And you need to practice your riding skills and develop a rapport with the horse."

Ying wondered how a horse could be faster than the teleportation anchor point, and seeing Shao Yun was so persistent, she immediately changed the subject.

"By the way, Shao Yun, have you ever thought about what you want to do?"

Shao Yun fell into deep thought after hearing this. He thought for a while, then spoke slowly.

"Zhongli once told me to make more friends. I thought about it and maybe I could go to the Treasure Steals to exchange some feelings. After all, they are a very interesting group of people."

After Ying heard Shao Yun's words, the teacup in her hand almost lost control and the tea almost spilled out. Her eyes widened and she looked at Shao Yun, who was lying on the recliner and seemed to be leisurely and comfortable, in disbelief.

Looking for a group of treasure hunters to exchange feelings, isn't that robbery?

"Are you not satisfied with 50 billion?" There was a tremor in Ying's voice.

Shao Yun sighed softly and shook his head helplessly.

"The main thing is that I don't know how to spend money. Apart from robbing the treasure-stealing group, I really don't know what else to do. How about you help me think of a way to spend these Moras?"

Paimeng, who was sitting on the other side of the Eight Immortals Table, rolled his eyes and said subconsciously: "How about we go to Liuli Pavilion in the morning, Xinyue Pavilion at noon, and Wanmin Hall in the evening every day, repeating over and over again?"

Ying shook her head, a bitter smile on her face.

"Even if you eat all three of us to death, it won't cost much."

Shao Yun looked at the two people's distressed expressions, and suddenly his eyes lit up, as if he thought of something.

"How about we use Mora as a stone and skip it on the beach tomorrow?"

When Paimon heard this, he jumped up immediately, his little face full of protest.

"No, no, you can't waste money like this! This is too extravagant!"

The three of them discussed how to squander this huge fortune, but they could not find a suitable plan.

As the night deepens, the moonlight outside the window shines into the house.

Finally, Shao Yun looked at the moonlight outside the window and sighed softly.

"Forget it, if you can't figure it out, forget it. Anyway, these Moras won't run away if we put them in our pockets. Let's go to bed early."

……

The night is as dark as ink, and everything is silent, with only the occasional chirping of insects echoing in the quiet air.

Ying and Paimon lay peacefully on their beds, their breathing even and steady, as if they had merged into the quiet night.

Shao Yun leaned on the recliner by the window, his eyes penetrating the window lattice and looking at the boundless night sky.

The stars are dotted like diamonds inlaid on black satin, flashing a faint but firm light.

At this moment, lines of text suddenly appeared in front of his eyes.

[The current stage is the free exploration stage. You can freely explore the entire Teyvat continent. ]

Then, another line of text popped up.

[Eastern Legend Challenge 2 is about to start, please do not leave Liyue. 】

This sentence made Shao Yun a little confused. He remembered that the last challenge was a fierce battle with the abyss army led by his brother-in-law, but why did the system not give such a prompt when facing the more powerful Osel?

He tried to ask the system.

"Why didn't it pop up when I was fighting Osel?"

However, the system did not answer him, but just displayed the words quietly, as if waiting for his decision.

Shao Yun sighed softly, he knew that the system would not give him an answer.

For the sake of that beautiful dress, he said to the system pop-up window: "Okay, let's stay in Liyue."

……

Over the next month, Shao Yun's life became unusually peaceful.

Every day, Ying would take Paimon to the wilderness of Liyue to "open up new land", leaving him alone in Liyue Harbor to kill time.

Although he had thought about going out on his own to explore, Ying's ban prevented him from setting foot outside of Liyue Harbor.

Shao Yun knew that when he was near Ying, those convenient teleportation anchor points would become useless.

He felt a little helpless about this, but after all, it was his wife's request, so he chose to obey.

Anyway, he has everything he needs now, and Shao Yun has never experienced the days of staying at home.

However, Shao Yun still had a hint of complaint in his heart, wondering what use that broken teleportation anchor point had other than being fast.

Riding a horse is so wonderful. You can enjoy the scenery and cultivate your relationship with the horse.

……

One month after robbing the Northland Bank, just as the morning light filled the streets, Shao Yun appeared at Tian Tiezui's place on time again.

During this month, Shao Yun passed the time by listening to Tian Tiezui's storytelling, while waiting for Ying to finish hoeing the land of Liyue.

I sat in my seat bored, listening to Tian Tiezui's wonderful storytelling.

It was broad daylight and extremely quiet. Apart from Shao Yun, there were no other listeners.

As he listened, Shao Yun fell asleep on the table.

Tian Tiezui stood on the stage, looking at the empty seats and Shao Yun who was lying on the table and fell asleep. A trace of loss flashed in his eyes.

Just as he was hesitating whether to continue speaking, he caught a glimpse of a familiar figure from the corner of his eye.

He looked up and saw a guest with extraordinary temperament coming over and sitting next to Shao Yun.

The arrival of this guest made Tian Tiezui rediscover his passion for storytelling.

……

Shao Yun was awakened from his dream by Tian Tiezui's passionate voice. He rubbed his eyes and slowly opened them.

The scene in front of him made him a little stunned. He saw Zhongli, the guest official of the Wangsheng Hall, sitting next to him. He asked in surprise: "Zhongli, why are you here?"

Zhongli smiled slightly, picked up the teacup on the table and took a sip, and said: "I have nothing to do, so I came out for a walk." His eyes swept around and finally fell on Tian Tiezui.

Shao Yun sat up straight and looked Zhongli up and down. He noticed that Zhongli's temperament today was different from usual and seemed more relaxed.

He asked curiously, "Aren't you a guest official of the Wangsheng Hall? You didn't skip work, did you?"

Zhongli put down his teacup, nodded and said, "Since the funeral ceremony, there has been no business for more than half a month. The hall master was worried that the business was slow, so he asked me to come out and promote it."

There was a hint of helplessness in his words, as he wondered how to promote this thing.

Shao Yun's gaze fell on Zhongli's slightly sad face, and he remembered an old saying.

"He was beaten to death while selling coffins door to door, and passers-by cheered."

The truth is, door-to-door sales of funeral services is just asking for trouble.

Shao Yun sighed softly, and that sigh seemed to contain sympathy and understanding for Zhongli's situation.

Patting his shoulder, he said gently, "That's not an easy job for you. You'll get beaten easily."

As soon as he finished speaking, a hint of helplessness flashed across Zhongli's deep eyes, and he shook his head gently.

"It's okay. Not all old people are afraid of death. If you concentrate on looking for it, there should still be something there."

Seeing this, Shao Yun patted his cheeks, trying to cheer himself up, and said with a smile: "Okay, let's not talk about these things. Do you want to eat something? I'll treat you to amber. I have money."

"You are such a joke, I am Zhongli, not Yanshen."

Afterwards, Zhongli poured himself another cup of tea. The fragrance of the tea seemed to dispel the sorrow in his heart.

He took a sip of tea and said calmly, "One pot of tea is enough."