Genshin Impact: Liyue's Strongest Thousand Rock Army

Unfortunately, when the voice came, Su Ping's hand had already slapped the little bug away.

It fell to the ground with its back against the ground. Perhaps because it was not very flexible, its six legs were thrashing back and forth, making it difficult to straighten its body.

"My mighty general!" A white-haired young man appeared out of nowhere and lay on top of the bug, as if protecting his own life.

In other words, it is something more important than one's own life.

"What are you doing!" the young man shouted again, and this time he raised his head so that people could see his face clearly.

His eyes were orange-red, with thick black streaks around the edges, whether painted or natural, and his overall facial expression was resolute, which could not be concealed even by his childishness.

"I'm asking you a question, why don't you speak?" The young man looked at the boy sitting there, puzzled, "Could he be mute?"

"I'm not." Su calmed down and spoke softly.

"Oh, so you can talk!" The boy stretched out his hand, spread his palm in front of the brat in his eyes, and said, "Hurry up!"

"What?" Su Ping frowned and exerted a little force on his legs and feet. If anything went wrong, he could run away immediately. Although he had a layer of shield on his body, it was still better to be on guard.

"Compensate me with a ghost beetle. The one you just slapped was my mighty general, Ara Taki Ichito! It's unreasonable for you not to compensate me!"

"Your bug is fine." Su Ping looked at the purple bug on the ground. This was the first time that a bug was beaten up by someone.

"Are you okay?" The young man who called himself Aratake Ichito reached out and picked up the bug, almost putting it close to his face to examine it.

A strange cry was heard. It was made by the ghost beetle. It twisted its body hard and swung its six legs back and forth, trying to break free from the man in front of it.

"Surprisingly, everything is fine." Ara Taki Ichito moved the insect in his hand a little bit, looked at the boy, and seemed to be hesitant to speak.

Soon, he hesitated and said, "Forget it. Since my mighty general is fine, I won't mind what you did just now!"

“Then I…” Su Ping was speechless for a moment. After all, he was enjoying the scenery, but suddenly this person appeared and did something so sudden. It was really difficult to speak.

Ara Taki Ichito laughed: "There's no need to say thank you. I, Ara Taki Ichito, never do anything for these things. But if you want to be my little brother, I don't mind!"

"I don't want to." Su Ping answered simply and clearly.

"Tsk, forget it then." Arata Ichito curled his lips and asked, "We've been talking for so long, but you still haven't told me your name. What are you doing here?"

"My name is Su Ping." Su Ping said slowly.

"It's so short, and that's it? No other suffix? Or a code name or something?" Arotaki Ichito scratched his head, his eyes wide open.

"I am not from Daoqi. I followed the master... I followed the teacher to study here." Su Ping considered his words carefully to make sure that the person in front of him would not misunderstanding.

"Oh~~~" Arata Ichito let out a long "oh", then put one hand on his chin and asked in confusion: "What is the purpose of studying abroad?"

Su Ping's mouth twitched. He had thought that the person in front of him might not care about worldly affairs. After all, it could be seen from the patched clothes. But he didn't expect that he didn't even understand this.

"Hey, say something, don't keep silent!" Arata Ichito tilted his head and shouted.

Su Ping explained: "It means traveling and studying at the same time, do you understand?"

"Well, huh, of course I understand..." Aratake Ichito felt a little embarrassed. After all, he really didn't know, but he still acted like a "big brother".

"Okay." Su Ping nodded slightly. Although he looked younger and smaller than the people next to him, his mature demeanor made him look more like a leader.

Arata Ichido folded his arms and was about to speak, but he noticed another person coming. His eyes flashed and he was ready to run away.

"Remember, don't tell anyone about me!" After saying that, the young man ran away, holding the ghost beetle in his hand, and ran towards the bushes in the distance.

The moment the young man hid in the bushes, three people came up from behind Su Ping. They were his fellow students Yan Ziyuan, Ran Ziyu and Zeng Xi.

"Junior brother, why are you here alone enjoying the scenery?" Zeng Xi spoke slowly with a smile on his face.

Yan Ziyuan sneered and said, "Brother Zeng, have you forgotten? I have gathered a breath of noble energy. If I don't comprehend the world now, what can I do with it?"

Ran Ziyou sighed, "Brother Zeng, you are old!"

"I just asked casually, but you guys were able to bring up so many issues." Zeng Xi grinned and said, "Little brother, say something to them!"

Su Ping closed his eyes slightly, and a smile appeared on his baby-like face. "Three fellow students, this is a fight between gods, please don't let a small mortal like me suffer!"

"That's not what we said before!" the three of them said in unison.

"People will always change." Su Ping decided to help hide the matter, and stretched out his hand to divert the three people's gaze. "Watching the sea and the moon, climbing a mountain, are all part of life."

"Take one of them. If you have a feeling, you will understand. If you have a feeling, you will naturally improve. Am I a rotten wood that cannot be carved?"

"That makes sense. That makes sense." Ran Zi nodded, as if he was savoring what he had just said. Not long after, he said goodbye and left, finding a secluded place and sitting cross-legged.

Zeng Xi exclaimed, "You've made rapid progress!"

Yan Ziyuan smiled and said, "Probably because he is afraid of being surpassed by his junior brother. After all, he is not far from making the next qualitative leap."

"Then I'll go and guard it." Zeng Xi waved his hand and walked towards the direction where Ran Ziyou went.

Su Ping glanced at the bushes, then looked at his fellow student and advised, "Senior Ziyuan, you should go and help guard it. I'm fine."

"Are you sure?" Yan Ziyuan squatted down and was at the same height as his junior.

Su Ping nodded. "I'm probably still a long way from entering the realm of mind. Looking at the mountains and the sea here can give me some insights. But don't worry."

Yan Ziyuan glanced at his sincere junior brother and the rock shields on their bodies, and said, "That's fine, but if something happens, don't hesitate, just shout when you need to. After all, artistic conception is a small matter, life and death is a big matter!"

"I got it."

"Ah."

Yan Ziyuan slowly stood up and headed in the direction the two had just left. He was not worried about any robbers or bandits that might harm his junior.

Because from the perspective of the brain, it is not certain who is the victim, not to mention there are more than a hundred people. If they attack together, let alone the specific results, the momentum alone is enough to scare some scoundrels.

Looking at the figure's back, Su Ping waited until he could no longer see the figure around the corner. Then he looked towards the bushes and said, "If you're still there, come out."

After waiting for a while, there was no response. It was even quieter than before. Even the chirping of insects was silent. It was extremely quiet.

Su Ping paid no more attention to it. He looked up at the sea and sky in the distance. The occasional passing ship seemed like a drop in the ocean, unable to stir up any waves.

Gradually, Su Ping sat in a more relaxed posture. He stood with his legs hanging down, slowly lifted one leg, bent it and dropped it beside him, and put his elbow on it.

Looking at his appearance, he is a little more unrestrained, but the childishness on his face is still hard to conceal. If it weren't for his eyes as calm as an ancient well, he would probably be a child pretending to be experienced.

The waves are rolling, one higher than the other, the clouds are surging, and they have been leisurely floating for thousands of years. They are the same blue and white colors, and have existed for the same amount of time, and they complement each other.

Su Ping looked at the scene and couldn't help but put his hand to cover his mouth. He yawned, then stretched carefully with a gentle look, looking very lazy.

"Mmmm!" A rapid sound came from beside him.

Su Ping turned his head and opened his eyes, but he didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

It turned out that it was Aratake Ichito who ran back, but there was a difference from before. This time, there was a ghost beetle on his face, or rather, on his lips, biting him tightly.

"Mmmm..." Aratake Ichito pointed at the ghost beetle in his mouth, looking anxious, and muttered something incoherently.

However, judging from his expression and body movements, there should be only one possibility. Su Ping asked: "Do you want me to help you get it down?"

"Mmmm!" Arakaki Ichito spoke hurriedly, and nodded heavily, even with a pleading look in his eyes, looking very pitiful.

Su Ping was not vague either. He stretched out his hand to grab the ghost beetle and gently pulled it. Finding that he couldn't get it off by brute force, he began to think.

"Lie on the ground, let its feet touch the ground, and try to get it down by itself." Su Ping thought of a method that could be used when being pinched by a crab.

Although this is a bug, not a crab, who knows if it will be ineffective?

After hearing this, Arawaki Ichito felt that this method was just teasing a fool, but there was no better way at the moment, so he could only give it a try.

Bend your hands and feet, lie on the ground, place the beetle's feet on the ground, and then wait as still as possible.

The ghost beetle squeaked twice, and after it stepped on the ground, it showed a slight sign of loosening its grip. At this moment, Su Ping grabbed the beetle and caught it.

"Woo, it's finally down!" On Araki Ichito's mouth was a pair of "flaming red lips", with red veins flowing like blood, and he could hardly speak.

Su Ping grabbed the bug again and put it in front of him, saying, "Your bug."

"Oh, thank you." Arawaki Ichito wiped his mouth, took his favorite general from the other party, and glanced at him resentfully.

"By the way, um... do you want to come with me to my house?" Araki Ichito looked away and invited with a pout.

Su Ping shook his head slightly and said, "No, I'm not coming out alone this time. If I leave, they will be worried."

"Okay then, when will you come next time?" Arawaki Ichito considered himself a grateful ghost. Since this person helped him, it was only right for him to invite him to visit his home.

Otherwise, he felt that the pair of red ghost horns on his head, which looked like pointed bamboo shoots, were grown in vain.

"Not sure yet."

"Okay!" Arata Ichito put his hands on his waist and pointed in a direction with the ghost beetle in his other hand, saying, "Next time you come, just go over there and you'll see a tent!"

"I remember." Su Ping nodded slightly.

"Okay, that's it, I'm leaving!" Arawaki Ichito waved his hand and prepared to leave.

Su Ping raised his left hand and waved it gently. The two conches tied with red ropes swayed and collided with each other, making a crisp sound.

Arata Ichito took a deep look, turned around and left, holding the recovered ghost beetle in his hand, with a smile on his youthful face.