Genshin Impact: I am the only one who can bring disaster to Teyvat

What is the demon pill?

In the eyes of travelers, this is a precious thing of monsters. It contains all the skills of monsters and has many magical effects. The monster pills of those with strong monster powers can even revive the dead and turn bones into flesh.

and so……

"How could I feel guilty? You can tell at a glance that the idiot fox is not the kind of person who would be so open-hearted after just a few days of knowing each other. Vixens have many thoughts, and there are not many stupid foxes."

Ying, who possessed astonishing wisdom, snorted coldly, raised his hand and patted the stomach of the attendant god Yingzhai, and said with a smile: "Maybe he has a lot of demon pills in his stomach, and he just took out one at random."

"Master Quan Gongsi has indeed eaten many demon pills." Jiuqi Shinobu explained: "The so-called demon pill is actually a kind of sugar pill developed by Master Quan Gongsi. He often adds it to medicine for flavoring. It is not a rare thing. The real important thing in this medicine is the heart blood."

"As expected... Strange, why does it feel tingling when I touch it?"

He withdrew his hand and looked at the slightly red marks on the fair skin. He finally decided to focus his attention on the white-haired fox beside him. He saw that the servant god Yingzhai's hands were hanging limply, his mouth was covered by a piece of letter paper, his open eyes were lifeless and empty, and some liquid lightning flowed out.

Ying frowned: "He won't die, right?"

"Who's dead?" With shiny spots of oil on the corners of his mouth, Paimeng looked around blankly, and found the current appearance of the servant god Yingsai. His expression was horrified, and the chicken in his mouth fell out because of his relaxed face.

Jiuqi Shinobu also frowned, and reached out to take the letter paper that was covered. There was only one sentence on it - [I am dying]

This is a fairly standard Liyue regular script. The writer has profound skills and has achieved ultimate perfection in every detail. He can be called a master of calligraphy and is sought after by thousands.

"Is the person who wrote this letter an acquaintance?" Jiuqi Shinobu didn't know who wrote this handwriting, but perhaps Coral Palace Xinhai could recognize it here, as she has been by Quan Gongsi's side for more than ten years.

Ying was silent for a while, and began to search through boxes and cabinets for a detective suit, intending to let these locals see the wisdom of a super detective, "Where is the pipe?"

"Why are you paying attention to your pipe now?"

Beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, and his body wrapped in clothes trembled unconsciously. Paimon rubbed his eyes hard and stretched out his finger tremblingly: "Didn't you see something like a ghost leaking out of his mouth? The unwilling servant Sakurasai has turned into a ghost..."

"Really~"

The seemingly illusory and frail white-haired fox quietly floated past his eyes. He stretched out his hand to grab it, but it was empty. Ying then tried the heartbeat and breathing of the servant god Yingsai, which were even quieter than his soul with his eyes closed and mouth open.

"Although I don't know what happened, the most important thing now is to quickly install the soul of Master Quan Gongsi."

Lifting the quilt covering the fox's tail, Jiuqi Shinobu took out various ghost-catching suits from it, opened the window and jumped out, and began to track the white-haired fox that seemed to be floating slowly but was actually extremely fast.

"I don't think his current soul state is fake..."

Ying didn't know where his confidence came from. Perhaps such a quiet soul did not match his lively personality at all. Anyway, the traveler who also thought the situation was urgent randomly picked a few ghost-hunting suits from the ground, and jumped out wearing a long-sleeved hospital gown and slippers.

His cold hands and feet shook, and Paimon mustered up the courage to pick up a few small ghost-catching suits and rushed to the window with his eyes closed.

"boom--"

"Sorry, Paimon~ I shouldn't have closed the window so easily!"

Hearing the noise above, the traveler apologized at the top of his voice.

"Well! I'll take note of this grudge, Traveler!"

He opened the window, covered his forehead and staggered out. His vision vaguely caught up with the traveler who was running fast even in slippers. Paimon gritted his teeth and said, "I must get a rewarding meal after this incident."

"Don't worry, I will let the God of Servant Yingsai agree to your request. After all, we are doing this for him now."

Watching the three men chasing a soul farther and farther away, Wendy and Tevarin, who were circling the statue, stopped, touched their chins curiously, and focused their attention on the open window of the medical room.

Without further ado, they worked together and climbed into the medical room with swift and beautiful movements.

"Looks like he was frightened..."

After observing closely for a while, Wendy poked the face of the god-servant Sakurasai and raised her eyebrows in surprise: "But he is so brave, what can scare him? It can't be that Baalzebul is about to die and called him back to attend the funeral, right?"

This kind of thing is simply impossible.

There is no limit to the lifespan of demons and elemental creatures. What they really need to worry about is the wear and tear inflicted on Teyvat by the laws of nature, or external forces that can kill them. If these two are eliminated, then time will pose no danger to them.

He picked a few gaps in the ghost hunting equipment to land on, bent down and picked up a piece of letter paper, and put it in the sun to observe it carefully: "Barbatos, do you think the words written on this paper are familiar?"

"Let me see... Oh~ Isn't this Morax's favorite font? Have you forgotten that we stole such stickers before and bartered with a collector... Ha~ Am I seeing things?"

Tevarin smiled stiffly: "Ha~ You must be right. Don't forget that you are an expert at disguising Morax's handwriting!"

"That's right. I still have this ability."

Wendy deadpanned.

"Bah-"

"Bah-"

"Sakurazai, what happened in the medical room? The Honorary Knights are..."

Barbara, who pushed the door open to check on the noise outside, froze with a gentle smile on her face. She looked at the servant god Sakurasai lying on the hospital bed, as if he had died with his eyes open. She then looked at the bard and stranger lying on the ground with their eyes closed and mouth open, with transparent souls hanging at the corners of their mouths.

The lovely priest closed the door, hesitated for two seconds, and opened it again.

"You must be joking, right? Yingsai, if you tease me, be careful that my sister and I will complain... Why can't we catch these two souls? Don't float outside! It's very windy outside and it's dangerous!"

Barbara had a sad face.

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"The bigger the wind and waves, the more fish there are!"

The incident with the North Wind Wolf was settled, and the veins of Mondstadt became peaceful again. Klee, who finally had some free time, skipped to the Fruit Wine Lake outside the city gate with her small schoolbag on her back.

After looking around vigilantly and making sure that no one noticed her complaining to Captain Jean, Klee took out the super weapon that suddenly appeared next to her pillow last night - a small fan.

He opened the operating manual and plugged the fan into the lakeside according to the instructions on the picture. He then installed a concentrated element crystal inside. The small fan immediately created a strong gale, and the calm fruit wine lake seemed to be hit by a violent storm.

When she saw some of the fish were blown out of the lake, Klee happily raised the bomb and threw it over.

"Bounce bombs, they can all be blown up!"

The elves, who were immersed in playing, did not notice the illusory souls floating past them, but a few people noticed it, such as the traveler who flew down from the wall.

"Whose naughty kid is that?"

The structure of the Wings of Wind is very fragile, which means that there is a certain probability that the Wings of Wind will be damaged in windy and stormy weather, and the traveler was unlucky enough to encounter this probability.

Seeing her own wind wings leaving her without stopping or feeling sad, Ying quickly grabbed Paimon's feet and opened her eyes against the strong wind: "I must tell her family! Paimon - it's up to you from now on!"

"Take me and fly to the other side of the lake! There is a fragile soul on the other side of the lake waiting for us to save it!"

"No matter how you think about it, this kind of thing is impossible, right? I'm just a little Paimon, Traveler, don't put so many expectations on me! Paimon can't even take you there... Traveler, you must weigh at least 100 pounds, right?"

"54.8 kilograms." Ying answered affirmatively.

"No matter how you think about it, it can't be 54.8 kilograms! Don't treat Paimon as a fool! If it really doesn't work, throw away some of the things in your pockets. It's really too heavy!"

"I don't have much in my pockets. Didn't you notice I'm still wearing a hospital gown?"

"So you, Traveler, are so heavy... Paimon thought it was the things in your pocket that were weighing you down... Ouch—"