Genshin Impact: Liyue's Strongest Thousand Rock Army

After Ning Lian finished speaking, he turned and left. Only everyone looked at Yanchuan with sympathy, as if they were saying their final goodbyes.

Iwanakawa ignored those looks and shouted, "Which corner of the camp? Please tell me clearly so that I won't be able to find it tonight and waste your time. Besides, if you don't wait for me and go back directly, you will leave me alone outside in the wind..."

Nagging endlessly, a series of words are repeated over and over again, the wording is just to express one thing, where is the specific location?

All the Qianyan soldiers could not stand this kind of torture, and they all moved away to get some peace and quiet. Otherwise, if the quarrel continued, their heads would probably explode.

Su Ping was really annoyed by the noise. He reached out and grabbed the spear, looked at him and said, "Practice?"

"No, that's not necessary. I'd better watch the pot to prevent it from sticking. You know, this stone pot..." Iwakawa was about to give another long speech. I don't know where he got the ability to talk for a long time without drinking water.

We have to mention the Master Hu, who couldn't stand it anymore and ran to get more tea after just a few words. Also, he once lectured a little girl and his voice almost became hoarse in a few seconds.

If the storyteller had this ability, I wonder if he could save some time drinking tea and waiting for money, and tell a few more heart-wrenching and heroic stories.

"Call me when the fish soup is ready." Su Ping carried his spear, turned around and walked away for several steps, walking non-stop.

This made Iwakawa, who always had no shame, couldn't help but shout, "I won't tell you, why are you running away?"

"I'll go check out the surroundings and be back soon." Su Ping waved to him from behind without turning around, and then a dozen more people appeared around him.

"We will follow the leader to the battle and will surely return victorious!"

"Fuck, did Iwakawa get infected? What's the point of dying?"

"Fighting fire with fire."

The two soldiers looked at each other and joked about it.

Su Ping glanced back and said, "He just talks a lot recently, but he is still a very good person. Don't use this word in the future!"

"Got it, boss!"

Outside this large river beach, there is a shrubbery consisting of dozens of trees. The branches and leaves are not very lush, but the sunlight can be seen through the gaps between the leaves.

It is like a figure standing in the fog, it is difficult to see its full appearance, it is looming, and the scene of her holding the pipa and half covering her face is very eye-catching.

Su Ping held the spear in one hand and glanced casually at the woods with his eyes half closed, wondering how long it would take for the fish soup to be ready.

However, he did not figure out how long the fish soup would be ready, but he discovered an extraordinary scene: a man and a woman were walking through the bush.

The man walked in front, looking back from time to time, and walked very fast. The woman's hands seemed to be tied, and she could only let the man lead her, with her head slightly lowered, only looking at a small area in front of her.

Such a scene is extremely rare and will cause people to curse, let alone in Liyue.

"Rescue!"

Su Ping uttered two words and ran at full speed. There was only the whistling of the wind in his ears. The scenery in front of him changed rapidly, and the two figures were approaching him at a very fast speed.

The man turned around again and caught a glimpse of a figure rushing towards him. He couldn't help but exclaimed and suddenly lost his balance and fell to the ground.

The woman with her hands tied with ropes also raised her head when she saw this, trying to find out what was coming towards her bit by bit. She didn't dare to raise her head completely to look, and her expression was panicked.

Su Ping thrust his gun at the man's neck and shouted, "Tell me your name and ancestral home!"

This angry shout seemed to shatter the man's soul. The wrinkles on the corners of his eyes and cheeks were trembling. He looked at the owner of the gun with fear in his eyes, his mouth wide open in disbelief.

Su Ping frowned slightly. The man looked to be over fifty years old. His skinny face was covered with bruises and scabs left by a knife or sword. He repeated what he had just said.

The man, or rather the old man, had his eyes wide open and his mouth open but he didn't say a word. He just babbled and uttered incomprehensible syllables, and his hands were gesticulating vigorously.

Seeing that Su Ping didn't seem to understand what he meant, the old man looked anxious and scratched his head, at a loss. At this time, the woman finally looked up at the figure running over, then leaned against the old man and didn't say anything.

Su Ping was stunned. The dozen people who had just arrived behind him also didn't understand what was going on. They could only follow their usual experience and take the old man away while untying the rope on the woman's hand.

"Uh uh ah ah ah..." The old man didn't care that he was being escorted. He opened his mouth and shouted rapidly, hoping to attract their attention.

Su Ping did not pull the rope again, and told the others not to act rashly. He thought to himself: "Let's ask about the situation first!"

Su Ping looked at the old man and said in a deep voice: "Can you not speak? If yes, nod your head, if not, shake your head!"

"Uh uh uh." The old man nodded quickly, and a smile broke out on his skinny face like a chick pecking at rice. In an instant, his wrinkles tightened, his scars became crooked, and he looked very fierce.

Su Ping then asked: "You recognize us as the Qianyan Army, so you have something to tell us, right?"

The old man nodded continuously, his smile getting wider, and he even spoke gently to the woman twice. The latter also became much more obedient, slowly walking towards him, and only dared to stand beside him, shrinking her hands and feet, not daring to move.

Su Ping waved his hand to let the two Qianyan soldiers release him, then reached out to support the old man, apologetically saying, "I was wrong to attack you just now. I apologize to you here."

The old man quickly shook his head and looked at the heroic people around him. His panicked expression finally disappeared, replaced by endless kindness and excitement.

He stroked the woman's head gently. Although she could not speak, it seemed that the woman knew the meaning of his words. She leaned on his shoulder, tears welling up in her eyes and her voice hoarse, and she kept crying for a long time.

The Qianyan soldiers looked at each other, not knowing what to do with the situation. They could only ask the old man to persuade the woman to stop crying, and then ask her from where she came.

The old man pointed to a high mountain in the distance. There was a large expanse of blue at the foot of the mountain, which should be a big lake. The mountain was towering into the clouds and as steep as a cliff. It was located in the west.

Su Ping asked, "Which mountain did you come from?"

The old man nodded immediately and swung his arms, which were as thin as bones, quickly. He then pulled the rope that bound the woman's hands and stood there in a daze again, with one hand hanging in the air moving randomly, as if he couldn't think of how to gesture.

"Old man, don't be anxious, just take your time. Is there any danger on the mountain over there?" Su Ping said in a gentle voice.

The old man nodded, his eyes becoming brighter and brighter.

"Monster?"

The old man shook his head.

"bandit?"

The old man nodded, then pointed to his throat and the scars on his face. He lifted the sleeves of his worn coarse shirt, revealing a pair of arms that were just skin and bones, all covered in wounds, without a single piece of intact skin.

When the Qianyan soldiers saw this, they gasped. It was not because they felt scared, but because they were filled with anger. Their hands holding the guns were shaking, and they were about to clench their fists.

"These beasts are so hard to kill. We just wiped out two groups last year, and now there are more this year!"

"Boss, let's go back and regroup, and wipe out these beasts in one fell swoop!"

The old man, the seemingly unconscious woman, and the bandits, all of these three types of people appear, and there is often a sad, tear-jerking, and bloody story behind them.

Such an outrageous thing happened before their eyes. How could the Qianyan Army not be angry and remain indifferent?

Su Ping's breathing became a little heavier, and there seemed to be anger burning in his eyes, but now he represented more than just himself. The people who rushed there at his command were not just him, but fifty people.

In this case, he certainly needs to think more and ask more detailed questions to ensure that everything is foolproof.

"Old man, we will take you to rest first, and then we will go to clean up the bandit's den. Don't worry, they can't run away!" Su Ping said, supporting the old man and walking in the direction they came from.

"Old man, how did you escape?"

Under Su Ping's inquiring gaze, the old man looked up at him, his expression excited and relieved, as if he were a living immortal god with supreme divine power.

A Qianyan soldier nearby asked, "Old man, was it because the Qianyan soldiers broke into the bandit's lair that you were able to escape with this girl?"

The old man nodded immediately, and kept shouting "uh uh ah ah" from his mouth. No one could understand what he meant, but the answer was very obvious.

The Qianyan soldier murmured again: "That's not right. If that were the case, we shouldn't have ended up here. What's going on?"

Su Ping turned his head and gave the man a look, signaling him not to ask any more questions, because after reporting these matters and negotiating with other camps, the truth would naturally come out, and there was no need to trouble the old man any further.

Moreover, expressing guesses in this way is not only troublesome to get the full picture, but also may cause some important things to be missed. Since the old man and the woman were able to arrive here, that group of bandits must have been caught and there is no need to be afraid of them.

Besides, even if it weren't for the above-mentioned things, the old man's skinny body and the pale face of the woman that Su Ping accidentally saw due to hunger should be allowed to have a full meal first.

Next to the stone stove, Yanchuan, holding a stone bowl in one hand, was sniffing his masterpiece with a satisfied smile on his face. "When Su Ping comes back, he will be amazed at my craftsmanship!"

However, the scene he imagined had not yet happened. He turned his head and saw Su Ping supporting an old man, with a woman with her hands tied beside him. His smile immediately faded, and he put down the stone bowl to inquire about the situation.

Su Ping helped the old man sit down and then briefly informed him.

Before Yanchuan could respond, he turned around and filled two bowls with soup, most of which were filled with fatty fish. He said anxiously, "Come on, eat first. If you're not satisfied, there's more."

The old man held the soup bowl in both hands, then brought it to the woman's mouth, opened his mouth and shouted, as if asking the woman to drink it.

Iwakawa, still holding a bowl in his hand, turned around and asked the pretty boy, "Why are the girl's hands tied?"

"I'm not sure yet, but the old man didn't let us untie it, so he must have a purpose...You watch over them, I'll go talk to the brothers on the other side of the river about this situation."