How did you get here?
Ying frowned and said, "They even got involved with Hilichurls?"
As is widely known, on the continent of Teyvat, Hilichurls have always been considered the race with the lowest intelligence, bar none.
In addition, the materials dropped by Hilichurls upon death are valuable alchemical tools...
Therefore, they have become the targets of most adventurers...
Now, Jiang Mu was actually having a pleasant conversation with the leader of the Hilichurls—the Hilichurl Shaman—which made Ying wary. Even the little trust she had developed from fighting side by side was gradually disappearing...
"Ahem..." Jiang Mu cleared his throat and explained.
"If I told you I came here to practice my spoken English with a Hilichurl, would you believe me?"
Even Paimon, who was standing to the side, gave him a look that said, "Are you kidding me?"
"well……"
Jiang Mu sighed. He couldn't very well say that he had come here because he had accepted a mission from the system...
"Don't you believe me?" Jiang Mu said, squatting down and patting the Hilichurl shaman's "shoulder" with a smile.
"Olaha!"
"Olaha!" Upon hearing this, the Hilichurl shaman raised the "Persuasion" staff in its hand. Just when Ying thought it was about to strike Jiang Mu, the creature actually lifted it above its head and began to swing it around, staff and all. This comical movement looked like it was dancing...
While dancing, the Hilichurl shaman also spoke in Hilichurl language.
“ya odumu”.
“mimi, mita, mosi”.
“ya odumu”.
“mimiodumu!”
………………
Seeing Jiang Mu and the Hilichurl with their arms around each other, Ying was so shocked that her jaw almost dropped to the ground.
Meanwhile, Ira Musk stared intently at Jiang Mu with an expression of adoration.
"So you're the legendary master of Hilichurl!" Ella Musk stepped forward and said.
“My name is Ira Musk, and I am a Hilichurl linguist—no, in your presence, merely an apprentice. May I ask if you can teach me the Hilichurl language?”
“This…” Jiang Mu said somewhat awkwardly.
"My Hilichurl language... is still not very mature..."
“You’re being too modest,” Ella Musk said. “Since you can communicate with Hilichurls without any problems, you…”
As the two were talking, the group of Hilichurls on the other side seemed to have heard the Hilichurl shaman's command and slowly left.
………………
After some debate, Jiang Mu finally agreed to Ella Musk's request to exchange some Hilichurl language techniques with her when he had time. This surprised and delighted Ella, who thanked him repeatedly.
Just as Ella Musk was about to say goodbye, a Fire Axe Hilichurl from the Hilichurl mob who had just walked away returned carrying a wild boar that he had just killed.
“This is…” Ying looked at Jiang Mu.
“I just made a deal with them,” Jiang Mu said with a smile.
“Now that the deal is done, I’m going to make them a barbecue.” Jiang Mu said, looking at everyone.
"Would you like to try some?"
"Yes, of course I want it!"
Ying was about to politely decline, but Paimon didn't treat her like an outsider. His big eyes were fixed on the roast meat, and he looked at Ying expectantly.
"Okay... thank you..." Although she was somewhat annoyed by Paimon's lack of enthusiasm, Ying had to admit that she was indeed hungry...
Upon arriving at the Hilichurl camp, the Hilichurls seemed to have been instructed by the shaman, as they sat quietly by the fire, their eyes fixed on the wild boars.
Taking out various seasonings and cooking tools from the system space, Jiang Mu began to process the wild boar in a simple way.
"Wow! He looks really professional!" Paimon exclaimed, unable to resist asking Jiang Mu.
Why are you so skilled at this?
"I've practiced a lot." Jiang Mutou replied without turning back, continuing to chop the meat in his hands as he spoke.
"Practice a lot?" Paimon tilted his head, puzzled. "But you look about the same age as Ying, how do you have so much time to practice?"
Jiang Mu smiled slightly.
In his past life, to fulfill the Valkyries' wish to have a barbecue by the sea, he made a special trip to the world's best barbecue restaurant to learn how to cook. Back then, they had just met, and the atmosphere between them... was quite harmonious, unlike later...
"Jiang Mu! Jiang Mu!" Suddenly, Paimon's voice rang in his ears. He turned around and saw Paimon and Ying with slightly worried expressions.
"What's wrong? You look so gloomy. Did something sad happen to you?"
Paimon asked.
"It's nothing, I was just thinking about some scenes from my travels through the seven kingdoms."
Jiang Mu smiled faintly.
“Oh…” Paimon scratched his head, then suddenly looked at Jiang Mu, “You said…you’ve traveled to the Seven Kingdoms?”
“Yes,” Jiang Mu nodded, “The Land of Wind, Mondstadt; the Land of Rock, Liyue; the Land of Lightning, Inazuma; the Land of Grass, Sumeru; the Land of Water, Fontaine; the Land of Fire, Nata; and the Land of Ice—Winter. Am I right…”
"Jiang Mu, have you... seen the gods of these seven kingdoms?" Ying, who had been silent all along, suddenly asked.
“How could someone as insignificant as me possibly meet the legendary Seven Rulers of the Mortal World…” Jiang Mu shook his head and said.
“That’s true…” Ying nodded, then added.
"So... how much do you know about the Seven Kingdoms?"
“Not too much…” Jiang Mu thought for a moment and said, “But walking through the seven kingdoms and returning to Liyue should be no problem.”
As he spoke, he looked at Ying and joked.
"What, do you want me to be your guide?"
Then……
Under Paimon's incredulous gaze... Ying nodded...
"Hey, isn't one of me enough?" Paimon once again demonstrated her unique skill—Void Stomp...
"You're my important emergency food, how could I not want you?"
Ying said earnestly.
"Paimon isn't for eating!" Little Paimon was so anxious that tears were almost welling up in his eyes.
"Then what is Paimon?" Jiang Mu asked, even though he already knew the answer.
"Paymon is the traveler's...best companion!"
Paimon said, full of energy.
"Yes, yes, yes..."
Jiang Mu placed the marinated lean meat on the fire, and gradually, an enticing aroma of meat wafted out...
"Mmm...it smells so good!" Paimon's eyes lit up at the aroma of the meat, and the Hilichurls around him were also tempted, but under the command of the Hilichurl Shaman, they remained calm.
Soon, the first piece of meat was cooked.
“This meat was hunted by the Hilichurls, so let’s give it to them first. No objections?” Jiang Mu said.
"Okay." Ying was slightly surprised, but still nodded.
"Hmm." Jiang Mu stood up, holding a few pieces of roasted meat still glistening with oil, and walked up to the Hilichurl shaman.
After telling them to eat quickly and that there would be more later, Jiang Mu returned to his original position.
With so much meat, his workload is going to be enormous...
The Hilichurl shaman seemed surprised that Jiang Mu would prioritize bringing the meat to them. After a slight pause, he picked up a piece of meat, brought it to his mouth, and gently bit it...
“mosimita!”
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