Rules and Weird Talk: Hutao also wants to hang out with Weirdness

"Hey, where is the hall master?"

After a period of dizziness, Bai Chen opened his eyes and looked at all this.

After a while, Bai Chen came to his senses. I just remember that after Fischl wrote the name of the first chapter, he suddenly fainted...

In fact, it can't be said that you fainted, to be precise, like the whole world fainted, and you are a joint product.

"Paimon, little Paimon, wake up!"

"Hmm... I'm so dizzy... Sister Walnut, where are we? Amy?"

Paimon rubbed his messy white hair, looking like he hadn't woken up.

"Wake up Paimon, your Mora has been stolen by the hilichurls!"

"Ahhh

"Sister Hu Tao! You're lying to me again... Forget it, huh!"

"But Sister Hu Tao, where are we?"

Paimon looked blankly, scratching his hair in confusion.

"Here... The master of the hall doesn't know very well!, but this makes the master of the hall have an impulse..."

"Hey, it's rare that Sister Hu Tao has an impulse!"

"Hmm... Paimon, you see, that place has mountains and rivers, it must be very good to place customers, and the place on the left can be a small white desk, the Death Hall..."Seeing that

Sister Hu Tao raised the corners of her mouth, looking excited, Paimon wiped the sweat on her forehead: "Sister Hu Tao... There are so many cemeteries, you don't need them!

" "Uh-huh, too!"

Bai Chen stood up and looked around.

It seemed to be Fischl's memory, a large plain with a bit of bump in the distance, the breeze gently blowing through the grass, the slanting sun pouring on the lazy earth, and the scent of earth surging with every breath.

The children must have just finished their lessons, chasing each other with their books. Adults gathered around the vines and discussed the growth of crops.

It's like old Mondstadt.

Then this should be Fischl's memory, then... What about Fischl?

"Hahahahaha! Amy, did you understand Teacher Lisa's magic lesson today?"

"Ouch! She's just a nerd, she doesn't listen to classes, she reads her books about short-mouthed purple and yellow donkeys! Amy can come to my house to raise donkeys in the future!hahahaha!"

"Don't insult nerds! Sucrose also reads books every day, and her grades are also among the best? Miss Lisa has praised her several times..."

Yes, yes, Amy, aren't you just famous adventurers because your parents are famous adventurers, and you really think of yourself as a princess?".

"Well, she, the princess, is not as popular as Thoma, who has many friends. Let's say she's simple, look at Noelle, she has been practicing very hard and wants to become a knight, and she has no other thoughts. Who is she like?

"At best, she's just a donkey breeder!""That's it!hahaha, Amy, nerd!yellow donkey

!""Big yellow donkey!"

...

The children quarreled for a while, and when they saw that little Amy was unresponsive, they got bored, so they went back to their respective houses and stopped pestering young Amy.

Little Amy was holding a book, her head bowed, tears rolling in her eyes.

She had brilliant blonde hair, tied up with purple bows and combed into a short double ponytail.

Wearing a black dress, sticking to little Amy's body, with a delicate purple bow on her chest, little Amy crying, like a cute little princess, made Bai Chen's heart melt.

But little Amy must look better when she laughs!

, "Isn't that little Amy?

"The world that little Amy is talking about is actually her obsession or something, right? As long as we can make little Amy laugh, will the world be defeated?"

Paimon saw little Amy in the distance and excitedly tugged at Sister Walnut's cuffs.

"It's rare for Paimon to be smart once..."

Bai Chen and Paimon came to little Amy's side together.

The sunset was about to fall to the horizon, and little Amy was still standing here alone, lonely and lonely, which made Bai Chen and Paimon feel a little uncomfortable.

Amy now is very different from Amy when she grew up, she didn't cover one of her eyes with a black cloth, and she didn't do the posture of middle two. Her body curled up, her head bowed in frustration.

"Hello little Amy! I'm the deceased princess, Hu Tao!Has anyone bullied you?"

"Yes, yes, I'm Paimon! What do you have to tell you... Well, the dying lady!" little

Amy looked up weakly and looked at the two young girls.

"Hello big sister... And the flying moldy hilichurls?"

"I... I don't know you!"

Little Amy wiped away her tears and squeezed out a smile, which should be the etiquette taught by little Amy's parents.

"It's okay if you don't know us, we're all good people!

"And little Amy can tell the royal daughter of Ben if she has any troubles!" Bai

Chen compared wink, and then touched little Amy's golden hair.

Little Amy didn't object, but just looked at Bai Chen suspiciously.

"Mom and Dad told me that I can't trust strange uncles and aunts outside... Me, I'm going home. "

Goodbye..."

little Amy turned to leave, Bai Chen and Paimon glanced at each other, nodded, and immediately caught up with little Amy.

"Amy, the hall master isn't a bad person, is he? we just want to be friends with you!"

"And we know your real name... Fischl is right!"

Little Amy was stunned for a moment when she heard this, and turned back excitedly.

"Wow, is Auntie also a fan of "The Tales of the Princess Fischl"?

Although this behavior of loving the house and Wu is not quite right, it is better than having no friends, right

? Also, what the hell is Auntie? Hu Tao's wife's body is so good-looking! With long legs, thin waist and big eyes, I am a little worried about whether Hu Tao's wife is eighteen years old and is called Hu Tao's wife Aunt?

Forget it, for the sake of little Amy's youth...

"Yes, both Ben and Paimon are fans of Fischl's Nights!" Amy

jumped up excitedly when she heard this.

"That's... That aunt must know the royal bloodline of the Pure Land of the Night, as well as the King of Night Ravens, Ozvaldo Hevnavanins

!" "By the way, there is also the chaos of the empty bloodless cup, and the alchemy of the poor heaven and earth!" Bai

Chen's eyes froze, what kind of strange name is this?

Perhaps sensing the hesitation of the two girls, the sensitive and delicate little Amy's voice began to slowly become smaller.

"Auntie... It's okay if you're not a fan of The Tales of the Princess Fischl..."