Nikko Genshin Impact

Or remodel their room to make it soundproof.

But before that, I still have to write a letter to Gan Yu and ask her to bring some ingredients.

Liuyun Jiefeng Zhenjun returned to his room, and Chen Huaian's morning copywriting was coming to an end.

As the lightning that ignored physical defense fell, Chen Huaian lay on the sweaty Lisa's back.

The two of them panted and rested for a long time. After the lingering feeling of soft feet dissipated, they got up and dressed, went downstairs to wash up, and cleaned each other's bodies.

"Did you know? Liuyun can actually turn into a human form."

"Huh?" Chen Huaian, who was drinking breakfast milk, raised his head. He knew this and what Zhenjun Liuyun Jiefeng looked like in person.

But she is a very intellectual and beautiful elder sister full of ancient charm.

"I saw it last night when she and I were taking a bath together," Lisa stroked Chen Huaian's hair with one hand and helped him clean the magic weapon on the battlefield that made even a goddess's legs tremble for it.

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"She looks very intellectual and beautiful, and her figure is a little thin, but the snowy peaks on her chest are not even comparable to those of my elder sister."

Having known Lisa for so long, Chen Huaian naturally knew what she was thinking, and immediately shook his head and said: "She is the master."

"Master?" Lisa teased, "It's just that I don't have a chance. If there is a chance, do you still think of her as your master?"

In response, Chen Huaian's expression was serious and his tone was firm, saying: "Once a teacher, always a father."

Lisa couldn't help laughing when she heard this and said, "Then you have quite a lot of masters."

"Then I will be a rebel disciple who challenges the master and deceives the master and destroys the ancestors."

After saying that, Chen Huaian aimed the magic weapon at Lisa, intending to stand up and kill the enemy.

But Lisa, who was well prepared, would not let him succeed. She stretched out her hand and pushed him down into the pool, causing a huge splash.

"Haven't you had enough breakfast? It's time to go out. I'm not asking for immortality. Otherwise, what's the difference between you and Mondstadt?"

"Didn't I already seek immortality and ask for the truth?" Chen Huaian pushed back his soaked hair, "I have achieved enlightenment, and it's time to be free and at ease."

"Shen He is not an immortal," Lisa retorted. "She is at best a slightly stronger human being. You are still far from being able to find an immortal and seek the Tao."

While speaking, Lisa raised her chin slightly and looked toward the second floor of the small building. As the name suggests, there is only one immortal in Mount Aozang, and there is only one true path to immortality.

Or three.

"I will be satisfied if I find the path of the goddess."

"really?"

"Really," Chen Huaian affirmed. He didn't dwell on this topic with Lisa. He went over to give her a deep kiss and left the bath.

The main reason is that Liuyun Jiefeng Zhenjun appears in front of others like a blue crane all day long, and Chen Huaian, as a physically and mentally sound man, can't have any crooked thoughts about a blue crane, right?

Although the blue crane transformed by Liuyun Jiefeng Zhenjun has beautiful feathers and elegant posture, the concentration is still too high no matter what.

Lisa didn't take a long bath, so she dressed and left the bathroom together with Chen Huaian.

She was going to find Mr. Liuyun Jiefeng.

After all, Lisa is a scholar, and even though she is now retired and working as a librarian, living a leisurely life does not hinder her thirst for knowledge.

Especially when you come into contact with magic, which is different from magic but has the same goal.

There is still countless knowledge waiting for her to explore.

Naturally, Chen Huaian would not follow them. The chats and conversations of these intellectuals were obviously not something he could get involved in.

He wandered around for a while, looking for Shen He, but there was no sign of him. He didn't know where he was. He was going to find some food to replenish some energy.

You can simply eat something in the morning and find some wild fruits in the mountains to satisfy your hunger.

In addition, I also shot two plump pheasants, and picked some local ginger and Jueyun pepper to remove the fishy smell. I can make beggar's chicken at noon.

Chen Huaian took a fancy to the lotus leaves in Shanshan Lake. They were green and full of spirit. He thought they would add some flavor to cooking.

I cleaned the ingredients in a stream outside and then went back. When I got back, I started marinating the chicken.

The ingredients are only salt, local ginger and Jueyun pepper, which is really simple. It is said that in addition to the necessary marinades, authentic beggar's chicken must be coated with a layer of pork net oil. Unfortunately, we do not have this condition now, so we can only keep it simple. .

Pick lotus leaves without elemental power, wrap the seasoned chicken in several layers, tie it with a rope and let it slowly marinate for a few hours, then grill it at noon.

At this time, Chen Huaian was free. He was a little bored and took out his sword to practice the West Wind Swordsmanship several times.

Only a strong body is the foundation for seeking immortality, but you cannot stand still.

After the exercise, he sheathed his sword and exhaled the pure air from his heart with a long breath.

"Your sword skills are good."

When Chen Huaian turned around, he saw Shen He standing not far behind him.

He replied: "It's okay, self-protection is enough."

"Do you want to spar with me?" Shen He took out a long stick, "In martial arts, only by constantly practicing against others can you know your own weaknesses and where you are lacking."

"Practice alone, no matter how proficient you are in swordsmanship, it is just an embroidered pillow, not of much use."

"That's right," Chen Huaian agreed. No matter what kind of martial arts or swordsmanship, if you don't go to the ring or compete with others, it can only strengthen the body without verification.

Chen Huaian also took a short stick and competed with Shen He.

Then Chen Huaian lost.

In an instant, Shen He hit the numb tendon on his shoulder with a stick, and he couldn't even hold the stick.

"Suck..." Chen Huaian covered his shoulders and couldn't help complaining, "Isn't this a competition? Why don't you give me a try based on my strength?"

Shen He was silent for a moment and said slowly: "I gave in. I thought you could avoid it."

Chen Huaian also fell silent. This was an absolute crushing of strength.

It's not like he didn't predict Shen He's attack just now, but her seemingly random stick completely blocked all the ways he could dodge.

The stick shot just now was too fast. It really shot out like a dragon, and it was ever-changing. It was not something Chen Huaian could catch.

It's really boring to compete with an opponent like Shen He whose strength is as different as the sky.

Chapter 108 Seeing the Immortal Scenery and Traveling to the Immortal Path

Chen Huaian didn't care if he lost in the competition. He knew how much he weighed. How could he win against Shen He, who could instantly freeze ice and freeze huge waves hundreds of meters high, even higher than Qunyu Pavilion?

Chen Huaian, who was not born into physics, did not understand how much energy it would take to instantly freeze a huge wave of this level, and how much damage such a huge wave would cause on Liyue Port.

But purely in terms of expressiveness, it is definitely No. 1 in the entire game.

But it is far more shocking than the five-spice knife that only exists in legends.

There is no shame in losing to Shen He, who is letting loose. If she wants to win against her, she will probably have to let go of the Pacific Ocean.

Although he lost the competition, as compensation, Shen He took the initiative to massage Chen Huaian's shoulders to relieve the numbness in his shoulders from being poked.

It was Chen Huaian sitting on the stone chair on the island in the middle of the lake, receiving a moderately strong shoulder massage from Shen He who was straddling his lap.

Holding Shen He's slender waist, resting his head on her huge chest, and receiving her massage for relief, the moment just now was worth it.

As time went by, Shen He's catkins slowly left his shoulders and slowly moved downward along the strong muscle lines.

Through the chest and abdominal muscles.

Shen He wanted to give him a deep massage.

Chen Huaian, who sensed Shen He's intentions, grabbed Shen He's hand and said, "It's still outside, okay?"

"Master has gone to the secret realm. Usually no outsiders come here."

"Forget it, that's fine," Chen Huaian cupped Shen He's chest, "If you want, we can go back to the room after lunch and take our time."

"Okay," Shen He had no objection, but it was necessary to collect some additional interest before that.

For example, she likes kissing, and the intense entanglement between lips and tongues also makes her addicted.

The two sat together like this for a while. When Chen Huaian felt that it was almost noon, he asked Shen He, who was already unconsciously twisting his waist back and forth on his lap, to get down and start preparing lunch.

Dig a hole by the lake to collect mud, and then use the lake water and mud to make the mud for wrapping the beggar's chicken.

Shen He squatted beside him and watched curiously as Chen Huaian played with mud, getting his hands dirty. After looking at it for a while, he said, "What are you doing? Wrapping lotus leaves in mud?"

"There is a chicken wrapped in lotus leaves. I am going to make it a beggar's chicken."

"never heard of that."

"It means digging a pit and burning stones. After the stones are heated, the chicken wrapped in lotus leaves and mud is buried in the stones and cooked. After a while, it can be eaten."

"good to eat?"

"It's delicious, the meat is tender and soft... The first thing is to see whether the meat is good or not, and the seasoning is also key. Well, I made this. The meat feels okay, but the seasoning is lacking. It should be edible." Bar."

Wrap the chicken in mud into a ball of yellow mud, and then together with Shen He, pick up stones and build them into a tower shape, light the stones, burn the stones until they are hot, and then bury the chicken in them. The next step is to wait.

long wait.

"How long will it take?"

"At least two hours, right?" Chen Huaian was a little unsure. This was his first time doing this.

After all, Chen Huaian grew up in the city and had limited conditions. Unlike those children who grew up in the countryside, when he was a child, he could pile up pieces of yellow mud and cook chicken, sweet potatoes and taro. It is interesting to think about it.

In his childhood, he could only eat honey-glazed hand-braised chicken, baby chicken, and sweet potatoes roasted in oil barrels that he bought quickly.

"It's going to take a long time, why not just bake it."

"Have you ever baked?"

"Well, I occasionally roast captured fowl in the wild."

"I will only eat Qingxin and Liuli bags for you."

"There is no conflict between eating Qingxin glass bags and barbecue."

"Too."

The two of them were a little bored waiting, and the two of them held their hands together unconsciously, feeling each other's slowly rising body temperature.

Shen He, who had not been intimate with his junior brother at any distance all morning, couldn't wait any longer. He no longer ignored Chen Huaian's suggestion to go back to his room after dinner, and dragged him to the cave.

Chen Huaian wanted to resist, but he couldn't. He could only act like a little girl who was kidnapped by the bandit leader and used as his wife.

But when Shen He opened the door, he was stunned when he saw Liuyun Jiefeng Zhenjun tapping some plates of unknown materials on the wall.

"Master, what are you doing?"

"I'm soundproofing the room," Zhenjun Liuyun Jiefeng, who transformed into a master bricklayer, replied, "You two are just in time, I'll leave it to you, I still have important things to deal with."

Liuyun Jiefeng Zhenjun left directly after explaining the work, without asking whether they were free or anything.

Chen Huaian looked at the soundproof board and wooden hammer in his hand. This board is sticky. Just stick it to the wall and hammer it firmly with the wooden hammer.

Why do we suddenly need to soundproof the room?Sure enough, the sound was too loud last night?

After all, both Shen He and Lisa are the type who like to scream.

"We'll do it later," Shen He directly took the board and wooden hammer from Chen Huaian's hand, "Let's practice first, and then we'll do it after we finish."

Why is this Shen He better than him...forget it, he brought this on himself.

She took off her clothes without any trouble, let Shen He hold the window sill, lifted her dress to her waist, and then started to ask Xunxian.

Drive straight in with your sword, and relive the fairy road with its many mountains.

Standing by the window and looking at the fairy scene among the clouds outside the window, the people watching the fairy scene are playing on the unpredictable fairy road upstairs, which is also quite artistic.

As the artistic conception came up, he supported the goddess's slender waist and rushed forward, hitting rocks and flying flowers, allowing the goddess to sing a few ethereal fairy sounds to the beautiful scenery among the clouds.

It wasn't until Shen He saw Liu Yun Jiefeng Zhenjun and Lisa coming out of the cave that she quickly covered her mouth to prevent the fairy sound she made from disturbing her master's tranquility.

But Chen Huaian became more energetic, speeding up his sword, and the cliff in the mountain was knocked into a mess.

If it wasn't enough, he grabbed the clouds that were flying up and down after being hit by the divine sword, leaned over and whispered in his ear: "Why don't you stop singing? Don't you like singing very much?"

"Master, Master is outside."

Respecting the teacher and respecting the teachings is a tradition that must be followed. It doesn't matter how you sing in the room, but you can't let the master listen to it.

"So what?" Chen Huai'an went too far and attached the art of thunder control to his divine sword, which in exchange for thunder increased its destructive power. If you can't stand it, it's almost a sign of collapse.

"Master, she has heard you singing a long time ago. Otherwise, why would she add soundproofing function to the room?"