At the moment when the idol was finished, several purple threads floated out of the dragon pupil crystals on the stone dragon's chest and melted into the bodies of the surrounding black mud people, causing a light purple stripe twisted like a tattoo to appear on the surface of their bodies.

All the clay figurines began to talk excitedly to each other after seeing the changes in each other.

Huron looked around vigilantly, for fear that some unreasonable force would suddenly appear and crush him to death.

Even Gyin himself was very nervous, because he was not sure if his previous guess was correct, and if he guessed wrong, then he would have to start all over again.

3 minutes ...... 5 minutes ...... 7 minutes passed.

The expected sky collapsed, the mountains and rivers flowed backwards did not happen, if you insist on making some movement, that mouse suddenly appeared and was accidentally trampled to death by the scurrying black mud?

Seeing that nothing was happening around was indeed happening.

Gyin and Huron, who had taken the form of a baby dragon, exhaled together.

"It seems that there is indeed something wrong with that bastard guy, and there is no way to deal with this kind of thing under his own rule, heh, what an annoying tyrant."

Gyin let go of the tentacles that had grabbed Huron's ankles, thinking that if they were really targeted by the Heavenly Reason, he would pull him directly into the ground and pass him to Liyue.

Thankfully, this backup didn't work.

After looking at Huron again, knowing that he would not be stared at to death by the legendary celestial man, his legs weakened and he sat directly on the ground.

"Great! I thought I was really dead. ”

It seems that I feel the mood of "mother".

The surrounding black mud danced merrily around the statue of Gwen, their soles tapping on the ground and pulling long lines of slime.

The clay figurines' lifelike bizarre limbs and exposed internal organs looked like they were about to break off as they bounced up and down.

If he hadn't learned about the tragic past of these monsters, and knew that they didn't have any ill will towards him, he would have fainted by now when he suddenly saw this scene, which can be called the world's 10 greatest fears.

"Master, I'm sorry, I'm feeling a little unwell, I'll go back first, I'll wait for you at the Cattail Tavern."

After that, he unconsciously raised his hand to cover his mouth, and there was a gurgling sound in his stomach, after all, not everyone can withstand this kind of visual impact.

"Wait a minute, I'll give you something."

Gyin stuck his tail into his mouth, groping for something inside.

Huron covered his mouth curiously and walked over, although he was rubbed by the mud people on the way, he still held back and did not spit it out.

After a few moments, Gwen pulled a large red scale from his cherry mouth.

The moment Huron saw the scales, an unforgettable scene inexplicably came to mind.

The huge glass-colored dragon claws obscured all view in front of his eyes, and the scorching air currents scorched his entire body.

"Master, what is this?"

"This is what your master and I took from an old fellow when I was young, and you take it and go back to Mondstadt to sharpen it into a knife that suits you, your original heirloom knife is completely unusable by you now." Gyin threw the scale, which was half the length of Huron, into Huron's hands.

Huron staggered and held the dragon scale with both hands, and felt a warm sensation in both hands, but he didn't know if it was the temperature of the scales themselves or something else.

"Grind?" The boy asked questions unsurprisingly.

"Can Uncle Blacksmith in Mondstadt grind this material?" This thing looks extraordinary, and the uncle can't grind his hands to the bald skin.

Gyin curled the tip of his tail into a ball and smashed it into Huron's forehead with lightning speed.

"I'm letting you grind it yourself! Didn't I give you a purple crystal knife before, just use that sharpening! ”

That, Huron remembered the crystal knife that the master gave him when he was on the top of the snow-capped mountain, it turned out that it was not a weapon, it was really disappointing, I thought it was very good-looking, although it was not very easy to hold, but the deterrent effect was still very strong.

"But, I don't know how to sharpen a knife at all, Master, I don't know anything about it."

Huron rubbed his hands together, looking cramped, after all, he was a former nobleman of Mondstadt, you can let him swing his sword to kill the enemy, or let him discuss some etiquette literature, but let him sharpen his sword, he still feels very resistant.

Gin flared his wings to the top of Huron's head, curled up the scales with his slender tail, and placed them in front of the boy.

Huron was scaled directly at his face, and the scorching air roasted him to the point of parchment.

"You think I let you sharpen your knives so you can do a day job?"

"I feel like ......"

"Actually, when you first met me from the Snow Mountain, I wanted to say that you yourself should also understand your own shortcomings, you are too flamboyant when you attack, and you will not control the size of the energy release, so you will make a mess every time."

It seemed as if it had dawned on Huron.

"Oh! Master, I see, you want to sharpen my patience with a sharpening knife so that I can learn to control the use of energy, right? ”

Gyin raised his hand and struck the boy on the head again with his paw.

"Whew!"

You're smart! Knock you!

"I'm asking you to settle down and don't wander around, do you know how to swing a knife, I will clean up the aftermath for you for a while, and those traces you left behind can't be discovered by some scheming guys."

Gyin recalled that the "doctor" remembered what he said about slices, ontologies and the like, maybe the other party was the same as himself and liked the ontology and the doppelganger to act separately.

In that case, I don't know how many crazy people like that there are, so it's always right to be cautious.

"Okay, I'll send you back to the guest room, and when you've sharpened your knife, come to the Cat's Tail Tavern to find my clone, I'm drinking over there, I'm going to move my consciousness back quickly."

"Yes, Master." Huron held the scales and bowed slightly.

Then a puddle of black mud appeared at Ginhuron's feet, engulfing them in an instant.

The surrounding mud people also stopped their terrifying and weird dance steps and changed back to their original black mud slime form.

The crown clay figure led by the crown clay man gave a few words to the clay figure of the peculiar hilichurl king, and then turned into black mud and led the other members to melt into the ground together.

In just a few seconds, the entire cave was left with only the hilichurl king's clay figure, a living creature, and he looked up at the dragon god statue above his head with a respectful expression.

He then hardened his shell and knelt down on one knee at the edge of the cavern, and if he didn't look closely, everyone might think it was just a statue.