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

The skirmisher laughed lukewarmly: "You're curious?"

Nanke looked at his smile and didn't dare to speak.

"If you're curious," the soldier took her hand and put it on his hakama belt, "you can feel it yourself and you'll know?"

Nanke stiffly bent his fingers: "...is that okay?"

"Haven't all the places inside been touched?"

He'd better be talking about renovations.

As the saying goes, curiosity killed the cat.

The skirmisher was in a bad mood these days. Maybe this was the hole he dug for her, just waiting to grab her sore feet and shock her.

Nanke hesitated, his shame fighting with his vigilance and curiosity.

"After this time, don't think about me giving you permission again." The skirmisher Youzai Youzai gave her the last straw.

Curiosity wins overwhelmingly.

"You are no longer an executive," Nanke insisted on his stance of equality and was vaccinated in advance. "Let me make it clear first that I will not accept settling scores!"

"I am so..."

Before the soldier finished speaking, his waist relaxed.

Nanke reached in with lightning speed.

The skirmisher's face turned slightly green.

Are you so anxious because you are afraid that his ridicule will be a second late?

Nanke's hand stayed for a moment and his eyes widened slightly.

"Heh," Skirmisher raised his lips without emotion, waiting to see her uncontrollable expression of shock, "Are you expecting something?"

"What do you expect?" Nanke carefully pulled out his hand and asked him with a blink.

"Huh?" The straggler's brows sank.

"Rather than looking forward to it, it's better to say...are you suddenly at ease?" Nanke rubbed his fingers, and the pitiful look of letting the boss be at his mercy a few words ago was gone, "It doesn't matter, the country collapsed, poof..."

Halfway through Nanke's words, he couldn't help laughing when he thought of the flat and smooth feeling.

The skirmisher's face was ashen.

This was different from what he thought.

Wasn't she supposed to be so disappointed that he couldn't believe it, and then he took the opportunity to ridicule and belittle the baser desires of mankind?

"Really, it's okay, hahaha," Nanke laughed so hard that he was out of breath, "I won't tell others, um, if you need it, how about I make one for you and install it... …”

"...Do you know what you are talking about?"

"I'm sorry hahahaha..."

"You're dead!" The skirmisher took a deep breath, grabbed Nanke's head, which was shaking on the ground with laughter, and blocked it hard.

"Ugh!" Nanke was caught off guard and lost his temper. He beat him with his hands and feet, "Let go...ahem...uhhhhh..."

She is suffocating to death!

Thanks to the skirmishers' excellent ears, when Awang was about to come back, Nanke was finally let go, and the underage girl was not allowed to see the restricted scene.

His lip was bitten and was a little red and swollen. Nanke picked up a handful of cold water and applied it to him. He looked sideways at the gloomy expression of the soldier and couldn't help but start laughing again.

The knife flew over with cold eyes.

Nanke shook his shoulders in a muffled voice.

"Huh?" Awang ran to the entrance of the cave holding the dried cloth, patted his head and looked at the strange atmosphere between the two of them, "Did I come back at the wrong time?"

On the way back, the skirmishers were particularly aloof.

Nanke leaned next to him with a smile on his face, poking his face and holding his hand in a good voice.

The angry one repeatedly dodged, but in the end he was held back with a cold face.

In Awang's eyes, there was always something indescribably wrong.

Just like...

Walking outside Yueshi Village, he saw several half-year-old children in the village making a fuss. Awang clenched his fist with his left hand and punched the palm of his right hand, finally having a sudden realization.

It's like her lover suddenly became brother and sister!

"Alas~" Awang felt sad and crossed them to open the door. He glanced at the stragglers with a pity look on his face, and his thousands of words finally turned into just one sentence, "Alas~~~"

Thunder suddenly appeared in the sky.

"Don't be angry, the country is collapsing." Nanke looked around and saw no one, turned his head and kissed the side of his face quietly, "Okay?"

Skirmishers have slightly hard fists.

damn it.

I was so unwilling that I started to miss the eleventh seat...

"Ah——!!!" A Wang, who entered first, suddenly let out a lung-piercing scream.

Nanke's expression changed.

When he and the stragglers arrived, they saw Awang slumped in an empty room, his tears falling like broken beads.

"Awang?!" Nanke bent down to help her wipe away her tears, "What happened?"

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu" Awang cried so hard that he couldn't speak. He stretched out a finger and pointed tremblingly at the window sill.

Papers that will be finished are hanging there.

The pulp filtered on fine bamboo strips has not yet dried completely, and a layer of fine black impurities is visible to the naked eye on the snow-white surface.

Nanke's face changed slightly.

The paper used to make the charm must be pure white.

Ah Wang's efforts of more than half a month have come to nothing.

Nanke's face darkened and he took Awang out of the room.

When he came back, the straggler looked out the window thoughtfully.

"It can't be impurities blown by the wind," Nanke suppressed his anger, "Awang checks the wind direction every day and there won't be such a mistake."

"Well," the skirmisher picked out a small piece of impurities from the semi-solidified paper pulp and crushed it into pieces. "It's obviously the ashes of burned vegetation. Are you going to seize the prisoner?"

go?

Nanke looked at the pulp and didn't answer for a while.

There is no doubt that he is the prisoner, he must be a villager from Yueshi Village.

But what happens if we find out?

In order to ensure that the suppression of evil goes as smoothly as possible, we still have to swallow our anger and not offend.

But Nanke couldn't swallow this breath.

Again and again.

That would be too much of a deception.

"Go," Nanke said decisively, raising his eyes, "Even if we can't openly conflict, we must at least let them receive the punishment they deserve."

Awang rarely had a bad appetite, so he hastily finished the dinner for two people, and went back to his room with red eyes holding the remaining papyrus.

Nanke and the skirmishers took advantage of the night to go out.

Under the elemental vision, traces of pale crimson fire elements spread from the window to the village.

It happened to lead to the small courtyard of the woman Nanke had been to.

Nanke never thought it would be her.

In the quiet village, there were scattered insects and dogs barking, and the sound of children crying suddenly came from the house, and then the lights turned on.

The silhouette of a woman lowering her head to coax her child is reflected on the window, swaying slowly.