Weird story about rules: A certain wind god also successfully caught fish today

"Good grandson..."

Wendy, who had eaten and drunk, looked up and saw an old lady coming down the stairs. The old lady had a kind smile, even the wrinkles on her face were raised, she carried a small plate in her hand, and she also carried a small coal lamp, which was one of the few sources of light in this shabby old house.

Wendy waved with a smile with the intention of eating and drinking: "Huh? Grandmother? Here you are~"

Grandma put down the plate in her hand, and Wendy saw clearly what was inside the plate: two pastries. The pastry is sprinkled with crystal honey and is dotted with a few pieces of fruit and chocolate, which looks very tempting.

"Good grandson, let's have some snacks." After all, my grandmother is a country man, and the words she speaks also have a thick accent, and the language with a slight Mandarin in this accent is still stumbling before she spit out.

Wendy looked at the pastry and pondered for a moment, and he remembered the strange note.

In the end, Wendy decided to refuse. Although the food is tempting, the devil knows how many strange things can seep into the pastry.

"Oh, grandma, my stomach is already full of food, these foods are expensive, let's not bring them next time."

A trace of regret flashed in Grandma's eyes, but she answered with a smile. It seems that everything is normal.

And of course, it's not just Wendy, other countries have encountered similar things.

The chosen person of the East Island Country is called Kako Nagashima, a handsome girl, she is a little cautious, shrugging her shoulders and carefully saying to her grandmother:

"Grandma, I don't want to eat..." "Okay, the good grandson doesn't want to eat, when do you want to eat Grandma and bring it to you, but I wasted these foods in vain..." Grandma turned around, and where Nagashima Kako didn't see, Grandma's smile was strangely expanding, and it was a little blurry under the light of the kerosene lamp.

But the sharp-eyed audience found that Grandma's smile seemed to have been burned a little by the kerosene lamp.

The East Island Country could only gather overnight to discuss what Xiangzi had done wrong, but after all, he did not know the consequences and solutions, and it was inconvenient to use the three prompts for a while.

Yin Ba of Kimchi Country caught that it was IQ off the line, he looked at the snack, and finally did not resist the temptation and tasted it. He didn't seem to think there would be any problem with tasting it.

The dim sum melts in the mouth, soft and sweet, mixed with the juicy taste of the fruit above, and the taste is unexpectedly addictive.

It's not like a cheap snack.

Yin Ba's pupils dilated instantly, and he ate a few more bites, and did not stop until he finished eating the snack. Subconsciously said to my grandmother, "Grandma, this is delicious."

Then Grandma smiled and said that she would bring it to him many times.

It wasn't until his grandmother left that Yin Ba grabbed a reaction to what happened, and he came back to his senses and slapped himself in the face. Maybe he didn't expect that this was a trap that would cause something wrong after tasting it.

But the pastry is already in his stomach, and Yin Ba has no room for remorse, he can only hope that rule five is a wrong rule.

The people of the kimchi country were also angry, they angrily accused Yin Ba grab of not being able to resist the temptation of pastries, they angrily criticized his self-control, but did not think that maybe it was the pastry that made him want to taste it.

In 50 randomly selected countries, 12 of the chosen ones ate pastries, and even a fool should notice that something was wrong, but unfortunately, many people on the Internet just like to scold people with something, and this kind of truth that can be thought of at a glance is completely unimportant to them.

Maybe these people are not even as good as fools?

......

Wendy only carefully observed the plate of pastry after her grandmother left, and the more he observed, the more he discovered how tempting it was. Wendy closed her eyes and sensed the power of the pastry.

- Weird, black, strange power.

Wendy's expression became a little serious, if he really ate this plate of pastries, he might drink the water of the primordial fetal sea with the Fontaine, addicted, although he couldn't see the problem for a while, but in the long run, this was a certain death.

"Hmm... The people here are really vicious..." In

that case, Wendy didn't plan to stay at her grandmother's house anymore. He walked out the door, intending to find a way to leave.

It is a small village with the words "Grandma Bridge" written on the entrance of the village, and the outside of the village is covered with fog.

This is a Gangnam-style village, with a small river at the door, a road built in the middle of the river, and a few wooden planks next to it to connect the surrounding portals.

The plank creaked on it, and Wendy was ready to fly at any moment when she walked on it. It always feels like this plank may break.

The door of each house is actually some distance from the plank, and this distance can even be made into a small garden, probably for fear that someone will run out of the door and accidentally slip into the river.

There were some children playing in the doorway, but they showed hostility when they saw Wendy.

Wendy actually likes children, but he is a little helpless when he sees these children avoiding him.

It may be much more convenient to have a good relationship with children than to look for information yourself, because children observe carefully, and they may have a lot of information in their hands.

Wendy knows this.

So Wendy picked up the piano in her hand, which she didn't know when it came out, and then stood among the children, he played the piano and told the fairy tale that was passed down from mouth to mouth in Mondstadt.

One song is over.

The little ones looked at Wendy with less hostility and more starry eyes.

"So, birds fly because..."

Oh - this is actually their own hard work to successfully fly~" Wendy smiled, "The role of the wind god in it is just to create a little tailwind for them."

"Big brother, do you say that we will also learn to fly when we jump from a high cliff?"

"Hey?"

Wendy was stunned for a moment, and then replied with a smile: "Then you have to be careful~ Fengshen didn't tell you, what method do you have to use to learn to fly, right?"

The little ones were a little disappointed and bowed their heads.

"-However," Wendy added with a smile, "if one day you really accidentally fall off a cliff and be seen by the wind god, maybe you won't be in danger~ I promise." The

children looked up in surprise.

"Big brother, are you saying that the Wind God will really protect us?"

"Uh-huh, this is the protection of the wind god~" "

Yay!"

Wendy smiled as she watched them go, what had he just done? He just gave the children a little blessing to the wind god when he made the promise.

Huh.

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This chapter is two thousand words, because the door is open, so it was written, after all, the author is still a student party, usually there is no time to update, if you want to ensure continuous changes, you may delete all the subsequent chapters to about 1500 words (*꒦ິ⌓꒦ີ) I hope to be considerate