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

Nanke closed his eyes reflexively.

The expected sting did not come, but instead there was a faint warmth, tingling and tingling.

She opened her eyes in shock, and the scene in front of her changed.

The debris scattered on the ground was covered with fluorescent light like star powder, and so were Guobeng's fingertips.

The purple air flow like light smoke lingered around Guobeng's body, flowing silently.

"It temporarily allows you to have elemental vision," Guobeng explained lightly, "Amethyst ore contains elemental power. Even heavy rain can hardly wash it away in a short time. Follow the traces of elemental power..."

"Can you find Master Yuyu's sword?" Nanke asked impatiently.

Guobeng said "hmm".

She immediately squatted down to study, completely unaware that Guobeng raised the corners of his mouth slightly behind her.

Just like an obedient dog.

Skirmisher thought.

The elemental force had a clear direction, but it flickered. Nanke patiently followed the traces of the elemental force and pushed open the door, looking into the heavy rain.

The heavy raindrops did not wash away these traces.

The fluorescence spreads to the bottom of the Tatarsha boiler, and then moves upward along the suspension bridge.

Heavy rain and nighttime caused the arsenal to be temporarily suspended. Behind the heavy rain, there were only a few flickering lights beside the soldiers on duty, which was so deserted that it made people feel frightened.

Nanke held on to the iron rope tightly and ran across the suspension bridge that was shaking in the wind and rain.

The traces are still winding towards the houses built against the mountain ahead.

"This is the prison camp." Guobeng followed him leisurely, raised the brim of his hat and looked forward.

Nanke couldn't help but think of the scene during the day.

After hesitating for a few seconds, he took a step forward.

It's okay, there is a collapse of the country behind her.

Although he has a bad mouth, he is still very practical in his work.

The traces of elements have now become messy.

There were wooden boxes and ropes piled up in front and back of the crowded house. Nanke first climbed onto the wooden box, walked around behind a house, and then turned behind a tree. Following the elemental force, he looked up at the treetops.

Several branches were broken, and the sections connected to the bark were hanging precariously.

The traces extend all the way to the roof chimney next to the tree branches.

Isn't this thief's route too anti-reconnaissance?

Nanke pressed his temples, assessed the endurance of the two roof tiles, and gave up climbing: "The country collapsed..."

The lockpicker Wang Laobeng had already walked around to the other side of the house in front of him and deftly picked off the lock.

Nanke stepped lightly, leaned next to him and looked inside.

"No one." Guobeng frowned and pushed the dripping edge of her umbrella away from the edge of the bamboo hat.

Nanke looked around the room and put away the umbrella: "Is this the prisoner's residence?"

The living conditions are too good.

The charcoal brazier in the center has not been completely extinguished. The warm firelight illuminates the tables, chairs and small beds next to it. There is also a row of cold weapons racks flashing against the wall on one side.

"How is that possible?" Guobeng walked in and randomly picked up a piece of tissue paper on the table. "This is the resting place for patrolling soldiers."

It was obvious that the owner of the house was out of town.

Nanke followed the elemental power and got under the table, dragging out a basket of wilting herbs.

The star powder of amethyst mine flickered slowly around her fingers.

She recognized these herbs as the raw materials for Kaneo's cold medicine.

Apparently, after the thief stole Yu Yu Changzheng's knife, he also came here to steal medicinal herbs.

They left the house before the patrolling soldiers returned.

The traces of mineral powder became thinner and thinner, and finally disappeared in front of a broken door among many houses.

Nan Ke specially checked around the house, only going in, and there was no sign of leaving.

In other words, the person who stole the knife is inside.

She pursed her lips and suppressed her anger and knocked on the door: "Is anyone here?"

There was no response from inside.

But the door is ajar and opens when you knock.

The inside of the house looks as shabby as the outside.

There were a few broken barrels and small basins scattered on the ground. Raindrops fell from the gaps in the tiles like broken beads, beating rhythmically on the bottom.

Apart from this, there is only a half-circle of bamboo fence that takes up most of the house, and a group of big white geese are lying on the straw inside.

Nanke was speechless for a moment.

Could it be that the goose stole the knife and medicine?

Of course that's impossible.

In the fence, against the wall, hay was piled half as high as a person, and suddenly a small shadow stood up.

As soon as Nan Ke saw the pair of dark round pupils, the other party quickly turned around, stepped over the goose on the ground and drilled into the dog hole at the opposite wall.

Nanke immediately chased after him: "Stop!"

The child's movements were so skillful that in an instant only two legs were left.

Just hearing a cry of "ouch", the child covered his head and shrank back from outside.

"Catch him." Guobeng's cold voice came from outside the dog hole.

Nanke cornered the child and asked sternly: "Why do you want to steal?"

There were no children in the Tatar sand, so Nanke recognized him easily.

It's the kid she talked to today.

It was also the child she bumped into outside the tent the day before yesterday.

"Ugh!" The child took out the spittoon from the straw and threw it at Nanke's face.

A slender hand reached across his face to block Nanke's attack.

Fine black residue fell out of the spittoon. The bitter fragrance was cold. Guobeng frowned and let go. The pottery container instantly broke into two halves with a crisp sound.

The child shrank back in fear, his eyes darting around, trying to find a way to escape.

There was also a muddy shoe print on his forehead.

Guobeng stared down at him: "Hand it over."

"I don't!" the child screamed.

The big white geese were awakened, flapping their wings and hooting loudly. Halfway through their hooting, they rolled their eyes and all of them fell over.

The child let out a terrified whimper.

In the eyes of Nanke, who has elemental vision, what happened just now is - the purple energy around Guobeng's body suddenly separated into several strands, and hit the heads of the geese quickly and accurately.

He is indeed the electric shock boy.

"Did you electrocute them?" she asked in a low voice, poking Guobeng's back worriedly.

"Isn't that just right?" He raised his eyes fiercely and took a step closer to the child, "Hand over the knife! I don't have the patience."

The child was trembling, opening his mouth slightly and not speaking, he was so frightened.

"That's a very important thing to Master Yuyu." Nanke pulled Guobeng and stood between them, "Why did you steal the knife? An unforged knife shouldn't be of use to you, right?"

The child's eyes lit up when he heard Yu Yu Changzheng.

"No!" He stated his position stubbornly, "I hid the knife. If you don't agree to my conditions, I will never give it to you!"

Nanke breathed out lightly: "Then we have to turn you to Lord Yuyu."

The child panicked: "Even if I get beaten to death, I won't tell you the whereabouts of the knife!"

Beat to death?

Yu Yu Changzheng would not be violent to a little kid like him.

"Then I'll beat you to death," Nanke pretended to threaten and stepped away from Guobeng, "You are a thief anyway."

The two people in front of them were hard-hearted and would not accept any intimidation.

He is a child after all, and a bag of tears immediately accumulated in his eyes: "No, I don't want to die, wuwu, I don't want to die..."

"Cough cough..."

The hay rubs against each other.

"Please don't, ahem, embarrass Awang...the knife is here."

Nanke turned around following the sound.

A piece of straw piled high was pushed down, and a dry and thin hand stretched out, grasping the black blade.