"Boat……"

The blonde girl stood at the edge of the beach. The early morning sun was particularly dazzling, and it felt warm on her body.

Ying bent down slightly, her eyes full of confusion, "The boat and the squirrel are talking?"

"Yes, as you can see, the boat and the squirrel are talking!" Paimon crossed his arms and nodded heavily, his face full of solemnity, "This is what I meant by bad news and good news. I don't know when they appeared, but I just heard them talking."

Hearing this, Ying opened her mouth and said, "This is not normal. At this time, I should actually scream and shout "Ghost!"

"I think so too, but think about it carefully. We have even seen Lanaro, so what is impossible in this world?" Paimon pointed seriously, trying to comfort the travel companion in front of him, "Don't you think so?"

Ying hesitated for a moment, "That makes sense..."

Not far away, a squirrel stood on a boat, making human sounds from its throat, but perhaps it was the sound of an animal that was suddenly captured by human ears.

"Did we scare them?"

"Maybe……"

"Humans are such fragile creatures..."

Ying tilted her head, and after hesitating for a long time, she tentatively spoke, "Paimeng, do you remember that there are two ghosts in our Dust Song Pot?"

"Ah? Really? Are you talking about the specialties we brought from Yuanxia Palace?!" Paimon's eyes widened in disbelief, "Are they still alive?! Did we forget to release the ghost when we released Wu Lang last time?!"

The two travelers looked at each other, and for a moment they didn't know whether they should take out the Chen Ge Pot to see if the ghost they picked up in Yuanxia Palace was still alive.

No, it seems that ghosts are not alive.

After thinking for a long time, Ying took a deep look at the two inhuman creatures whispering on the beach, and silently took out his Chen Ge pot.

After swaying back and forth, the two black shadows fell to the ground with a thud. They looked powerless and were obviously almost cold.

"Ying, you have such a cruel heart."

"Adonis...you are so cruel."

The ghostly voice was even more bizarre. Ying was slightly startled when she heard it and looked back in confusion.

The executive officer who was named by some ghost was sleeping in the tent. Through the tent cloth, he could vaguely see several grown men lying side by side, with an ice evil eye hanging between them to keep them cool. They looked extremely comfortable, but...

Ying was stunned for a moment, then reached out to grab the ghost, "I think I know who you are."

"Who is it?" Paimon tilted his head in confusion, moved closer to take a closer look, and just as he was about to ask another question, he saw Ying's blushing cheeks.

Ok……

Well, little Paimon seemed to have guessed who it was.

I just feel like there's something wrong with this combination.

Ying carried the two lifeless ghosts towards the tent, and waved to the whispering talking boat and squirrel, "Wait a minute, I'll come talk to you after I finish my account."

The squirrel jumped up and down. "Okay, now I feel that humans are not only fragile, but also have changeable emotions."

The wave boat shook, as if nodding, "Yes, look, his face is red with anger!"

With a swish, the tightly closed tent curtain was lifted up, and Ying was startled.

Behind him, Paimon took two steps and instantly covered his face, stammering, "What...what's going on!"

fluorescent:! ! !

The blonde girl's cheeks turned red rapidly, and bursts of heat came out of her head like a boiling kettle.

Gurgle, gurgle, the kettle almost makes a breathing sound.

But it was a pity that she should have raised her hands to cover her eyes at this time, but her hands were occupied by two ghosts, which was definitely not what she wanted to see!

Inside the tent, familiar men were lying in a row. Each of them had taken off his shirt due to the summer temperature, and their lower bodies were covered with blankets. Their postures were different, but it was obvious that they were sleeping with their eyes closed.

Red hair, blue hair, light blue hair, white hair, black hair, brown hair, orange hair, gray hair, blond hair...

They were neatly placed on the pillows one by one, and each one looked exactly the same, but...

Ying tilted her head, squinted her eyes and looked from left to right, and was a little speechless for a moment.

“Oh no…” Ying opened her mouth in disbelief, “So many people lying in such a small tent?! Can’t Zhongli use the power of the cave heaven in a more normal place?!”

and!

When did Su Ming go to other countries and bring all kinds of friends over in a dust song pot? !

Is Teyvat Man planning to have a team building in the Golden Apple Islands? !

As soon as the words fell, pairs of eyes opened at the same time and looked at the boiling kettle.

Paimon pulled the ribbon behind Ying and said incoherently, "Ying, why is there steam coming out of your head? It feels like you're about to boil. If you crack an egg on it, it will cook immediately."

"Nonsense! I'm obviously normal!" Ying's cheeks flushed and she almost felt dizzy, but she still forced herself to hold the two ghosts and pretend to be normal, "I just..."

Paimon:...

Paimon reached out and touched the tip of Ying's nose, with a look of pity on his face, "Ying, your nose is bleeding."

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