Genshin Impact: Hello! Traveler

(After watching the preview of 4.2, I can’t stay in 4.1 for even a second!)

Two days of spending time together is enough for strangers to become acquaintances.

Although Mei and the old swordsman could not be considered as life-and-death friends, they became good friends with whom they could talk very happily.

"I didn't expect you to be good at cooking..."

The old swordsman ate the mixed fried noodles made by Mei. The slightly curly noodles and ordinary side dishes seemed to be cast under some secret spell by the god in front of him.

Smooth, chewy, rich... the delicious taste appears on the plate like magic, making him never tired of eating it.

This delicious taste reminded him of decades ago when his daughter not only wanted to surpass him in kendo, but also wanted to surpass him in cooking. The mixed fried noodles she made were also delicious.

"What's so difficult about cooking..." Mei said that compared to wielding knives and guns, pots and pans and flipping the wok are more suitable for her.

Although I was a little disappointed that the first person I cooked for was not a traveler, I was also happy to see the old man eating with such delicious taste in his mouth.

After all, the greatest reward a chef can give to diners is to make them happy by giving them delicious food.

Moreover, with my own mentality, it is not an exaggeration to call me a master in front of this "old reef" that has experienced the beating of human waves.

"Your Mingxin-ryu swordsmanship is indeed unheard of. Your sword moves seem to have many flaws, but it is really difficult to deal with them..."

"Is this really the potential of a god? In just less than two days, he was able to make breakthroughs in his duel with me..."

The old swordsman slammed the porcelain bowl on the table, seeming a little unwilling.

My own strength hasn't improved much, but her new swordsmanship keeps improving... She really treats me as a substitute player.

"Damn it, the more I think about it, the angrier I get. Another bowl--"

The old swordsman proudly extended his hand holding the bowl in front of Mei who was sitting opposite him.

Mei: 6

……

After eating something.

"Playing chess is a technical job..."

The old swordsman took out a flat wooden board from somewhere and placed it on the table.

"Shogi?" Upon hearing this, Mei subconsciously thought of the chess sets that have been passed down in Inazuma for a long time.

"No, what I want to introduce to you is chess, which is something that came from Liyue recently."

The old swordsman acted nervously, looking at Mei's confused face, he couldn't help but feel a little sad about the omniscient and omnipotent general in the stories that adults told him when he was a child.

Come on, I know better than her.

"It is said to be derived from a fictional historical novel. The story is quite interesting. There are no gods or fancy powers. It is all about the intrigues between people and countries."

"Oh? Is there anything else?"

"You know what, the history of those structures seems to be real."

"It is said that the author is from outer space."

“……” Thinking that Mei didn’t understand, the old swordsman continued to explain.

"You know that blond traveler, the one you fought with before. He's also from outside this world, but I really don't understand... Are they here to travel in Teyvat?"

"We've strayed off topic. Come, let me tell you how to play..."

He used his sword to divide the wooden board into squares...then he used the chess pieces to introduce the rules of chess to Mei, who was thinking with her head down.

"Interesting..." The rules sounded simple.

Give it a try.

……

"What kind of cannon is this? A national collapse cannon? It swallowed up my handsomeness directly?"

"Who told you that pawns can conduct blitzkrieg?"

"What kind of horse are you? Looking directly at the sun?"

"Hey, your soldiers are dead but you're still on the field? Controlling ghost soldiers?"

……

As the rain continued, the old swordsman's face became more and more colorful.

Finally, unable to bear her wild thoughts and fanciful ways of playing, he grabbed his penis, stood up, and slammed it hard on her sword in front of Mei's puzzled gaze.

"Snap—" The powerful force not only smashed the wooden chess piece, but also crushed the table.

"Bah—"

Old swordsman: "You don't know how to play? Then don't play! I am an old man who is already half buried in the ground. If I continue to be tortured by you like this, I am afraid I will die on the spot..."

Mei: 6

……

"I heard that the Seven Gods will have a gathering, so I want to ask you what the personalities of the other five gods are like, except for Morax?"

Ah, what you said touched upon my blind spot in knowledge.

Looking at the somewhat drunk old swordsman, he started to gossip about the gods.

"Oh, by the way, if you stay here with me for a few days, won't Inazuma's place be a mess?"

"...Of course there are generals... ahem... Shen Zi and San Bu Xing to take care of it."

"Yae Shenzi... this damn fox cheated me a lot when I was young... Hey, she is your follower, is it okay for me to scold her?"

"nature."

Trying her best to remain calm, Mei tried to hold back her laughter.

"When I was young and went on a trip for the first time, I was tricked by this guy into buying two skewers of fried tofu from Mora, one for her and one for me."

"That year, there was a riot among the ghost tribe, resulting in a shortage of soybeans, causing the price of fried tofu to soar."

"She cheated me out of my limited capital, and I started to hate her and also hate Youdoufu."

"She knows some witchcraft, and she has been making trouble for me from time to time in the last few years. Sooner or later, I will pull her fox ears... She is so old, but she is still as boring as a little kid..."

"Humans live a fleeting life, while monsters live a long life. If a long life is just for fun... then I have nothing to envy those immortal beings."

"It's a pity that time is merciless. Decades have passed, and she is still as beautiful as ever, but my hair has turned gray for a long time."

……

In the evening, as usual, the old swordsman was outside picking some wild vegetables and fruits and hunting birds and beasts. Mei was still studying the mysteries of chess, unwilling to give in.

Why can't the cannon be fired diagonally? Why can't the general kill all the opponents with one strike? Why do we have to flip the chess pieces when we are in a hurry?

Little Mei was very confused.

……

The nebula is hidden and the night is dark.

A hint of yellow can be seen in the distant skyline, and the gradual change from red to purple to starry blue heralds the arrival of night.

Due to the disorder of the earth veins, there were few trees on Bayun Island, but there were many weeds. When the autumn wind blew, the scattered sound of withered grass and yellow leaves made people feel a little scared.

The crisp sound of footsteps stepping through the tall grass.

The old swordsman did not light a lamp to look for fire. Although he was old, his five senses were intact.

Although it was dark at night, his cloudy eyes seemed to be glowing.

"Wind pleases rain, rain pleases wind, wind and rain please each other."

"Fish like rain, fish like wind, and fish like each other when it rains."

The old voice murmurs the melodious little songs from childhood. Although the appearance has changed, the innocence in the bones cannot be changed.

"xin——" A cold light flashed, and a rabbit in the distance fluttered a few times and then died.

Walk slowly, holding the rabbit ear.

My scarred and calloused hands felt the soft touch. I couldn't help but think that it would feel similar to pulling the dead pink fox by its ears.

"There are snacks to go with the wine..." the old swordsman said happily.

The goal of living today is to keep yourself alive.

But there is one more God who wants to live with him.

To put it bluntly, it just means having one more mouth to eat. After all, it’s okay for gods not to eat, right?

How about showing off for her at tonight's dinner as well?

Ever since he came into contact with the true face of God, the old swordsman's mentality has become younger and younger.

Not long ago, he even taught her his inferior swordsmanship...

He taught the sword skills to the gods as a mortal, and he was also the Thunder General who was the master of all martial arts and taught the highest sword skills to all swordsmen in the world.

I thought my swordsmanship would not be inherited... I never expected that.

The more he thought about it, the happier he became, and the old man's beard almost reached the sky.

"call out--"

Suddenly there was a sound of breaking air, and a cold light came from behind him.

Before his smile had cooled, the old swordsman suddenly turned around, drew his sword and slashed with precision.

"Zizi——" With a short and sharp cutting sound, an arrow was evenly cut into two halves and deeply inserted into the ground.

"You shot an arrow at me at night, hoping to make me bleed?"

"A top-notch swordsman can even block anything shot out from Fontaine's iron rod..."

"Zheng——" He lightly shook the sword with the back of his hand, and a sword flower appeared.

Immediately afterwards, several arrows shot towards him at high speed.

The swordsman's figure flashed and a shadow appeared in an instant. He blocked the arrows with dozens of sword strikes.

"madness--"

He walked quickly, and after he left, the wind rose, blowing the dead grass to one side.

He rushed towards the direction of the arrow at high speed, leaped into the air, and chopped it down with a knife.

Under the full moon, his shadow covered the attacker's shadow.

In an instant, the old swordsman's pupils shrank when he saw the attacker.

"……" Taking off the bow and taking out the sword behind him, the slender figure quickly counterattacked.

"Zheng——" The old swordsman suddenly felt a sharp pain at the base of his palm and quickly leaped back a few steps to create some distance.

He shook his numb hands and looked at the attacker in disbelief.

Under the autumn moon, in the cold wind.

The purple hair reflected the brilliance of the moonlight and was blown to the right by the cold wind, while the wooden sword in his hand pointed diagonally at the ground.

And those emotionless purple eyes looked at him as if he were a dead person.