Genshin Impact: What should I do if I become my own character? !

Chapter 537 Do you think about the past when you are lonely?

After more than a minute, I finally felt that nothing was flowing out. I cut the cloth around my neck, but the scar was still there...

But the bleeding had stopped, and I suddenly realized that it was not that the blood could not flow out, but that it had all dried up.

Try to move your body, or you can get rid of the curse of immortality, which of course also includes immortality.

There's no way this can heal?

I thought of many ways, and finally used the simplest one, which was to wear a silk scarf around my neck to cover the wound tightly.

Tell the children that there is something to do, and then make all the preparations in advance and go for the assassination, but don't tell them how the assassination will look like.

Maybe my action just now scared someone who was watching in the dark?

Without a strong sense of attention, has the contract really been signed?

The contract was seen. To be precise, the content of the contract required one to stab the god's body with a knife. The best case scenario was to successfully cut off something, such as an arm.

On the other hand, all the knowledge that can be collected will be made public for me to see.

Is that far away? After thinking about it, I finally felt that it was not far. I needed to find a reason first...

"I have some things to tell you, mainly about..." I couldn't say it. I wanted to say the part about the assassination, but I couldn't say anything. I wondered if I could write it down, and gestured with my hands, but I couldn't write it down. I couldn't write, I couldn't communicate. I tried my best to write, but my hands were still shaking.

What a damn thing! He cursed inwardly and bit the corner of his lips hard.

Only give up after you feel the taste of blood.

"What's wrong with you?" He shook his head at the concerned look, then gave a playful smile.

"Oh, isn't this too welcome? Who asked my friend to invite me to his house? It's far away, and if nothing unexpected happens, this may be one of the last times we meet..."

"It's okay, please believe me, I will do my best to get everything back to normal..."

"Then thank you very much..." There was no need to do anything too intimate between adults, so he took out a bag of Mora neatly, "This is extra reward."

"I just did what I was supposed to do, instead of..."

"But I seldom meet people who are as attentive as you, so I think you deserve this value, and you don't need to feel sad or upset about it. Okay, don't be unhappy." He moved closer to the other person and smiled gently.

It's like this, a gentle smile or a gentle cry, tears or something, mixed together always gives people a different flavor.

"I always have a bad feeling, I hope it's not true." Looking at the other person's expression, he smiled and shook his head. There was no way he could tell anyone about his affairs, not even God. He couldn't let the other person know. This meant that he really needed to complete the contract. Of course, contracts were time-limited. He hoped that the other party could not complete that part of the contract, so that he would also violate the contract.

If both parties to the contract fail to complete it, there will be no punishment. Only if one party to the contract fails to complete it will there be so-called punishment.

How much time did you set for the other party, or has the other party already collected all the books?

This is unlikely, and it is unlikely based on the timing.

How did they do it? Or was it premeditated?

I embarked on the journey very calmly, measuring every inch of land with my feet, observing with my eyes, and painting with my hands.

Most of the paintings I draw are landscapes. I am not very good at drawing people. People are living things, and living things are difficult to draw. I don't like to draw animals or other things.

Is it because I don’t have models to practice with or because I don’t have models? But the truth is, it’s because of fear.

Fear of people.

Do you feel that drawing a person is tiring? Looking at those people sitting quietly, it is really tiring.

It will make people's heart beat faster, make people feel a little breathless, make people unable to see clearly, and make people feel a little scared.

That's what humans are like, isn't it?

Humans are really interesting. Their eyes are always filled with all kinds of things. It doesn't matter whether it's malice, kindness or something else. What's real is that they make people feel fear.

I would like to state in advance that I do have the habit of writing a diary, although this diary does not contain as much content. Of course, my diary is also like a record of events.

I didn't intend to show this to anyone, so it was surprisingly easy to write?

But once I wanted to show this paper to others, I could feel that it was not feasible at all.

Even if I wanted to carve it out on my body with a knife, it was impossible. It was as if a part of my body and soul were separated. Every time I wanted to do this, my body would strongly restrain my soul. It was useless to resist desperately, as if the control was forcibly squeezed out.

"It's really interesting."

Sitting quietly, watching all this seriously, I arrived at a resting place today. I tried my best to dawdle along the way. I hoped to go slower and slower. Of course, I didn't want to fall asleep again. I hadn't dreamed for several days.

It doesn’t matter that my body hasn’t been sleeping for a long time, but the fatigue still comes. It’s strange because I haven’t slept for a long time.

In this situation, I will probably accept it directly instead of continuing to resist. Otherwise, I will be the one who suffers in the end, and my resistance will be meaningless.

"We're almost there." No matter how hard we tried, it was useless. We finally arrived at that familiar yet unfamiliar land.

When I stepped on this land again, I felt as if my blood was flowing backwards, and my whole body felt like bugs were gnawing at me. It was extremely uncomfortable.

Coming here, I am like a dead person, just walking slowly and quietly towards the goal. Why should I do this? I can't stop, no matter what I do, I can't stop.

This is walking forward for a very long time, and I am very tired.

Finally, I found a place to rest for a while and quietly hid in the cold cave.

Without the fire, the flame is no longer as beautiful to me as it was at the beginning. If there is no one else around, I would rather spend the whole night in the dark.

I have a slight aversion to flames, but it’s not that serious. It’s just that the thought of flames reminds me of the past.

I want to go home. The stars in the sky are so beautiful.