Genshin Impact: Another Traveler of Teyvat

"Incredible, incredible, Paimon actually has such a strong analytical ability! It seems that it will be more difficult to defeat Paimon in the future."

"!!! Go to hell and take my flying kick!"

While the two were playing around, they arrived at Sumida's residence.

"Sumida, here we come."

"Is it dangerous in there? Did you get the wooden reed flute?"

"Of course! A commission of this level is a piece of cake for us!"

"Great, I can finally start writing 'Travels in the Sea of ​​Fog'."

"Ying, take it out quickly!"

Ying flipped through the small backpack, and a question mark appeared above her head. She flipped through it again, and then looked at Lin Zixuan.

"I wouldn't do any pranks like this."

Lin Zixuan recalled what had just happened in his mind. After coming out of the stone gate barrier, all the materials picked up in Ying's backpack and the wooden reed flute disappeared.

Everything in there is an illusion. Only if you don't go through the stone gate barrier to reach the burial site can you get the real wooden reed flute, but the probability is slim.

If the fog is not resolved, judging from the visibility of the internal fog of Heguan, even if there is the location of the treasure map, it will be like looking for a needle in a haystack.

Ying suddenly remembered something and entered the Chen Ge pot. Soon after, she came out with a frown on her face.

"Ying, what's wrong?" Paimon saw that Ying looked strange and asked.

"The wooden reed flute and medicinal herbs in the backpack have all disappeared. Even the items that were put into the Chen Ge pot are gone."

"Eh??? We collected so many herbs and they are all gone? Big bad guy! Emm... If the big bad guy didn't play a prank, what would have happened?"

"So that's how it is. Have you been laughing at us?" Ying looked at Lin Zixuan.

"Ying, what's wrong?"

"Paimon, are the people in there very similar to the 'real choice' he often makes?"

"The 'real choice' of the big bad guy? Illusion? Illusion? Ah! Does that mean everything in there is an illusion of the past?"

"Almost everyone in there ignored our existence. Only 'Aru', whom we met later, could see us. In other words, the core of the illusion was that Aru."

"If this is an illusion, then how can we bring the wooden reed flute out?"

"Let me think."

While Ying and Paimon were thinking about what to do next, and Lin Zixuan was also pondering those ancient texts, the three of them did not notice Mo Tian's actions next to them.

Mo Tian stared at Lin Zixuan with wide eyes, immediately went to the kitchen to get a bowl, poured a full bowl of rice into it, and then took out three insect repellent incense sticks from the cupboard.

Then he placed a small stool in front of Lin Zixuan and placed the bowl of rice on it. He then lit three incense sticks, bowed three times to Lin Zixuan, and inserted the incense into the makeshift incense burner.

Finally, he put his hands together and began to pray.

“Liyue’s God of Wealth, respected immortal, the most powerful god. Please bless me to win the grand prize of the ‘This novel is amazing’ event! Make my book a bestseller throughout Teyvat!”

Only then did Lin Zixuan look at Mo Tian and covered his face. How many times had this happened?

"Motian! What are you doing?" Paimon said in surprise, and Ying also came back to his senses.

"I am sorry to have entertained you, Mr. Xuan, at my humble home." Then he bowed again.

"How do you know he is Master Xuan?"

"When you were chatting, what can be called 'real choice' must be Master Xuan's unique secret skill."

"Then what's the point of worshipping him? The big bad guy is just an immortal who will live a little longer."

"Master Xuan's philosophy is self-reliance and self-improvement, but if you see him, it's always right to pay your respects."

"You big bad guy, can you say something?"

Paimeng looked at Lin Zixuan.

"What else can I say? Even if I tell them that they have no chance to become an immortal, I can't stop them from seeking immortality and peace." Lin Zixuan sighed.

"Whether there is a chance for immortality or not is just a matter of your words."

“It should be said that in the eyes of different people, the meaning of immortal fate is different.

In the eyes of immortals, fate is equivalent to taking responsibility for their life. To put it bluntly, it is the relationship between a partner and a disciple.

In people's eyes, immortal fate means getting benefits from immortals.

In fact, many times people just want to find an excuse, and the immortals are used to take the blame.

If Sumida's book is well written and sells well in Teyvat, then the reason for the success will be attributed to me.

In fact, I didn't do anything at all. It was her own efforts, not something she prayed for.

If she writes poorly and her book doesn't sell well, then I'm the one who takes the blame.

It's all this immortal's fault. My book didn't sell well! I trust you so much, you should make my book sell well! What else do you, immortal, need me to do to make my book sell well... and so on.

I have heard too many cases like this in Liyue."

"So immortals have this kind of trouble? If I write a book about a very unlucky person who takes the blame every day, the only thing he can get when he opens a treasure chest is cabbage.

But after he eats the Jueyun pepper, he will have three minutes to transform into an extremely lucky person. Relying on this good luck, he can defeat the enemy. Wouldn't this setting be interesting? "Mo Tian began to think about the new book again.

"Uh...Sumida, shouldn't you finish "Journey to the Sea of ​​Mist" first?" Paimon complained.

"I have seen extremely unlucky people, but it seems reasonable that if certain conditions are met, they can become extremely lucky people." Ying also expressed his own opinion.

"If the wooden reed flute can't be taken out, is it possible for us to take Motian into the illusion and let her see it with her own eyes?"

"Let's take a break and then go there for an interview, shall we?"

"Speaking of which, where did Afu go? I don't seem to have seen him." Paimon asked.

"He said he had to go back to the village for something urgent and would be back in three days. But today is already the third day. I wonder if he will be the same as Shinnojo. No, he is so powerful. I must be overthinking it."

"Shinojo? What happened?"

"This matter has spread this morning. Yesterday, a chef found the oil paper bag hidden in the rice bag..."

Sumida recounted the news he had learned using literary embellishments.

"Shinnojo is so miserable! Hiiragi Chisato is also sick." Paimon became sad. "You big bad guy, why don't you let them out?"

"No hurry, no hurry. In the end, it all depends on Chisato Hiiragi's choice. If she chooses Shinnojo, I will release him. If she chooses Kujo Kamajima, then Shinnojo is already dead."

Lin Zixuan had never expected this to happen. After all, in the game these three people were just ordinary people, and they just asked him a question after saving the people.

"Ah? Could it be that Master Xuan saved Shinnosuke?" Sumida asked in surprise.

"It was just a coincidence, and it all depends on what Chisato Hiiragi chooses."

"You big bad guy, are you going to do something bad again?" Paimon said angrily, with his hands on his hips.

“Whether it is a good thing or a bad thing is not for me to decide.

You also know that Shinnojo has done so much for Chisato Hiiragi.

If Chisato Hiiragi still chooses Kujo Kamajiro, and then accepts the supplies sent by Shinnojo while saying that Kujo Kamajiro is very good.

Although it may sound a bit nosy, seeing this kind of thing would make people feel very uncomfortable.

You know, Shin-no-jo died at the hands of Tenryo Bugyo, even if it wasn't Kujo Kamajima's initiative."

"That seems to be the case! Kill Shinnojo, seize his supplies, and then send the supplies to Chisato Hiiragi in the name of Kujo Kamajima.

If Chisato still chooses Kujo Kamajima, it will be too painful for Shinnojo. Ying, shall we go and see Chisato Hiiragi's situation?"

"Okay, then we'll take some rest and then go to the Heguan to look for the whereabouts of the wooden reed flute."

"By the way, when you go to see Chisato Hiiragi, don't mention the news that Shinnojo is still alive."

"why?"

“A real choice.”

"Okay, I understand." Ying nodded and looked at Paimon.

"Okay, I understand." Paimon, who was stared at by the two men, had no choice but to nod.

Ying and Paimeng left. Lin Zixuan looked at a paper window, and his figure disappeared, leaving only a sentence.

"Akama, Sumida is so worried about you, why don't you comfort her?"

"Akama!" Sumida ran to the window.

Reflections on the first anniversary of writing a book

Before I knew it, I had been writing this book for a year.

Thank you for reading this.

A year ago, Qidian.com was a desert of Genshin Impact fan fiction, with hardly any people writing.

The author was once just an ordinary reader, and also a boastful critic, who thought this book was bad! That book was poorly written!

It’s just writing a million words, as long as you have hands.

When it's my turn to write...

Oh! I was wrong!

Nowadays, there are already many excellent Genshin Impact fan works, which makes us realize the gap in strength between people.

The author's writing style is very poor. He has no idea how to choose words and construct sentences. It takes him 3000 hours to write 8 words. Looking at those authors who can write 3 words in 1 hours, I can say that I cannot make a living in the book writing industry with my writing speed.

There were many twists and turns in writing this book.

From writing for love at the beginning, to being rejected for the contract, to the bottleneck of writing, and the exhaustion of inspiration...

Finally, I found that my enthusiasm for Genshin Impact had also worn off. It has been a long time since I went to the game to hoe the land.

At the same time, I wanted to finish this book forcefully more than once.

After all, writing this book not only affected my work but also my rest. I also had no time to play the stand-alone game masterpieces that I had accumulated over a year.

The most important question is, the main storyline of the original god is so much, the remaining three countries have not been released, and the new characters have not been released. What should Xumi do after writing another 80-100 chapters? Rely on writing daily life to get the word count? I believe that readers will not buy it, right?

Writing a book is actually writing a story, or a life that is unattainable.

The protagonist Lin Zixuan's life has not yet ended, so please look forward to the Xumi chapter.

Chapter 265: Meeting at the Castle

Ying and Paimon came to the temporary residence of Kanjo Bugyo, and a sturdy warrior was standing at the door.

"Who are you? The traveler Ying and the white flying pet!" The warrior saw the two coming and hurriedly walked up to them.

"What white flying pet! My name is Paimon!" Paimon, who was treated as a pet again, crossed his arms and crossed his arms angrily.

"Um... sorry. My name is Sasaki, and I'm the Kanjo Bugyo."

"We just learned what happened yesterday and want to meet Chisato Hiiragi. Is she free now?" Ying asked.

"The lady is not available to see guests at the moment. She needs some time."

"Is that so? Then let's come back in a few days." Ying and Paimeng were about to turn around and leave.

"and many more."

"?"

“It’s like this, there are still many people in our mansion who are suspicious of the matter of Xin Zhicheng.

The mansion did not recruit anyone with the Eye of God, and none of the pioneers possessed the Eye of God, so the truth could not be confirmed quickly.

So I would like to ask you to go back to Inazuma Castle and confirm the authenticity of the matter. It would be even better if you can have paper proof."

"I'm so angry! Shinnojo has done so much for you, but you still don't trust him!" Paimon stomped his feet in the air.

"It's not that I don't believe it. After all, it's 6000 million Mora worth of supplies, which is a huge sum of money that the current Kanjo Bugyo cannot ignore. If we arrange for people to take a boat back, it will take nearly a month to go back and forth."

"You guys are just trying to confirm whether this Mora is real? I am so pissed!"

"This is also for the young lady, please!" Sasaki bowed ninety degrees.

"Ying, let's go. These people are obsessed with money."