Jin Wuxi falls, and the moon rabbit pounds the medicine.

Heavy black clouds hung under the canopy, gloomily suppressing the life of the rainforest, and scarlet-eyed crows flew past with their wings and a hoarse 'quack' sound from their throats, and flew into their nests to nurse their young or old birds.

In the darkness, a dark shadow silently passed through the Fatui camp, hidden under the hood was a slightly hideous mask, two life-harvesting blades were tightly hidden under the waist of the clothes, and the body moved between the shapes, without revealing half of the flickering cold light.

Dodging the night-like gaze of the rangers on the heights, he followed the dark and ray corners to the room in the center, his dry lips wet as he breathed a thin layer of moisture on his mask.

The uninvited guest was prostrate and successfully reached the back window of his target room with the help of the cover of the piled goods.

Vigilantly observing the surroundings to make sure that his whereabouts had not been revealed for the time being, and that there were no hide-and-seek children in the lush grass, he reached out and gently knocked on the window lattice, and then pushed the window in neatly.

With a dull sound and a muffled grunt in his throat, the uninvited guest, who seemed to be injured, stepped through the back window once more, rolling to the back window of the adjoining room.

This time he waited a few seconds to hear the sound of the promise coming from inside, and then he staggered over the window, a few drops of blood dripping onto the plank.

"What's wrong with you?"

Tartaglia, who had just woken up near dusk, covered her aching forehead and asked as she watched the debt handler in front of her keep the mask intact with one hand.

Stretching out his palm to catch the few teeth that spit out, and hiding them in his pocket, the debt handler replied in a strange voice: "I went to the wrong room, and I was kicked by the gentleman who was seeing a doctor inside." ”

Quickly removing the shredded mask, revealing a crooked nose, a swollen forehead, and a cracked mouth, Tartaglia gave Tartaglia a a brief second look, and the debt handler put it back on his face.

"See a doctor...... Coming to think of it, the Demon God Residue sealed in the little girl's body seemed to be an acquaintance of his, and most of the Demon God Residue that the "Doctor" used for experiments was indeed from Liyue. In addition, this little girl seems to know the head of the piano troupe. ”

I heard that Zhongli killed many demon gods back then, and he didn't care about the pollution of the demon gods before he died, only a small part of them were sealed with good luck, and only the environment and conditions in Liyue could support the "doctor's" unscrupulous experiments.

What was left behind by the defeated demon god of Solstice had been studied by the Doctor decades ago.

It's just that I didn't expect this demon god residue to be quite stubborn, and this guy was flooded when he woke up at dusk to settle dinner, right? It looks like it's still struggling.

Speaking of which, is there any wisdom left in that demon god residue?

But at first, it was quite miserable, and the pain must still be on the body.

"But who are you? I don't have you under my command. ”

Squinting at the Inspector General's sacrificial knife exposed from the debt handler's waist, Tartaglia tapped his fingers on the table and said, "I'm only traveling to Sumeru this time for personal matters, and I'm not interested in other things. ”

The debt handler replied respectfully: "The subordinate has the surname "Schneitzwich", and he is a child who grew up in a house of fireplaces. ”

"This tone... Hmph~ It seems that you are a confidant of the "servant", but I have no interest in who you are, where did you come from, and where did you go back. ”

The debt handler took out an ice crystal-shaped token from his bosom and held it respectfully with both hands, "My subordinates have come this time to deliver the order of the Empress. ”

"Say it."

Taller, Tartaglia said coldly, "What mission does the Empress want me to perform?" Exterminate the abyss and hunt targets? Or is it a fight against some strong enemy? ”

"The Empress means to ask the Doctor to complete the experiment and go back as soon as possible."

“……”

"Got it."

As if someone had poked his head with a needle and released gas, Tartaglia's figure instantly withered, "Don't let Torre use the heart of God to do other research, right?" I thought it would be some kind of exciting task...... But it's not bad to have an excuse to meddle in the open. ”

Taking the ice crystal token and keeping it close to him, Tartaglia waved his hand boringly: "I know the mission requirements, you go first." ”

"Yes."

The debt handler lowered his head, reached out and opened the window and rolled out, thinking in his heart how he should sneak away now......

"Wait a minute, I have something."

"Childe, please say."

Embarrassed, he rolled in again, knelt on one knee, and the debt handler bowed his head.

Tartaglia leaned half of his body against the table and asked playfully, "You must have taken the drug with you, right?" Don't tell me you're not bringing this as Inspector General. ”

Damn Traveler and Diluc, I Tartaglia haven't forgotten last night's vendetta!

"Yes, indeed."

Placing the medicine Tartaglia had asked for on the table, watching him wave his hand again, the debt handler gently pushed open the window and stepped up the back window.

"I have one more thing."

"Childe, please command."

Kneeling on one knee again, the voice of the debt handler was as respectful as ever, not half dissatisfied.

Digging through a blank piece of paper and pen and ink, Tartaglia placed it on the table, and said, "I have almost forgotten how to make the winter dish, you write me a recipe." ”

"Yes."

Holding the brush and writing down the recipe awkwardly, it took a moment for the debt handler to put the pen on the inkstone.

"Childe, it's already written, and my subordinates will retire first."

Given the promise that he would not know if he could leave, the debt handler hesitated and pushed open the window, and the soles of his feet seemed to be lifted slightly with difficulty to step over the back window.

Outside, I took two steps, and just breathed a sigh of relief, a call came from the room.

"One more thing."

"Bang-"

Perhaps because of the injuries on his body, this time his knee slammed into the plank, a front tooth bit his lip, and the debt handler respectfully asked, "Is there anything else you want to command?" ”

Tartaglia said considerately: "You have injuries on your body, it is inconvenient to go out, you will stay in my room tonight, and I will take you away tomorrow morning." ”

"Thank you, Childe-sama."

"Well, it's fine."

As if sensing the grateful gaze from the debtor, Tartaglia snorted contentedly, secretly feeling in his heart that he was considerate, but he waved the recipe indifferently on the surface.

"You just stay here, if you're hungry and eat whatever the fruit on the table is, I'm going to cook."

I'll treat this dish with the same attitude as I fight, and meet my judgment! Traveler and Diluc!

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"Crackling! ——”

"Dangdang~"

"Traveler, do you hear anything on the other side of the stove? It sounds familiar. ”

"I heard it, and the sound reminded me of the scene of the shadow cooking."

Slightly frightened, she touched her arms on both sides, and Ying raised her hand and poked Zhishui's shoulder, "Why don't you let the remnants of the demon god under your command make a little noise?" Cover this over, and now I don't dare to go out to check it. ”

"Let me ......"

"No, you can't! Collei, do you know what kind of tragedy will accompany when this kind of voice sounds, you don't know, you don't understand, you are happy! ”

Paimon bravely stopped in front of the green-haired girl and said earnestly, "And you're still a patient here, and when I stopped the water and took out the remnants of the demon god, I specifically told you not to go too far. ”

"What will happen?"

"You don't need to know, let this happiness last!"

Blinking blankly, Collei looked at Paimon, who had a serious face, and her faintly throbbing instinct kept her from insisting.

I don't have any experience, but I'm still good to hear from people who have come before.

Ying urged again: "Stop the water." ”

"Traveler, I have already said before, the remnants of the demon gods will not have pain, they will only deceive people's hearts, and this guy who has been rushing to the emperor's side back then is even more unlikely to have pain."

Zhishui patiently explained, "The screams you heard earlier are just a disguise for the remnants of this demon god, who is trying to use his miserable screams to arouse your pity and thus allow himself to escape friendly communication. Don't be gullible about it, the dregs of the demon god are the most demagogic thing in the world, and I've always felt deeply about it. ”

"Got it, but it's ...... outside"

"You can choose to sing."