Genshin Impact, I, Aradaki Ichito, don’t want to be a funny guy!

Chapter 457: Joining the Caravan, Guofeng Boy Jiaming

"Jia Ming, thank you so much for your help along the way. When we get to Wangshu Inn, I'll treat you to a good meal. Don't be polite to me then."

On Tongtian Avenue, a caravan of dozens of people was advancing steadily and orderly.

The horses' hooves clattered, and the carriage's wheels made bumpy sounds from time to time as they moved on the flat dirt road.

A large group of strong men armed with spears, swords and other weapons surrounded more than ten carriages to prevent attacks from monsters.

In the carriage at the front, a brown-haired boy was having a pleasant conversation with the leading man.

The boy was wearing an outfit called Wanli Feihong, which consisted of a red base shirt inside, a black hooded jacket outside, black cropped trousers, and Chinese cloth shoes.

The overall design has a strong style of dancing beasts and looks very festive.

The most eye-catching thing is the Fire God's Eye decorated with a lion head on his waist, with two red and white tassels below.

The young man named Jiaming scratched his head and laughed, "Thanks, Uncle Huang. How about I perform a beast dance for you and the others when we get back to Liyue Harbor? If it's not good, I won't charge you."

"Hahaha, kid, alright, when we get back, my brothers and I will go and support you and see how good the future Beast Dance Master is."

Uncle Huang laughed heartily and patted Jiaming's shoulder with his rough, calloused hands.

"Roar!"

The violent roar instantly dispelled the peaceful atmosphere. Several monsters poked their heads out from the hill on the left side of the caravan. The moonlight made the shadows of their two heads long and narrow, and their green eyes glowed with a faint light.

Jiaming, who had been smiling just now, suddenly changed his expression and shouted, "Uncle Huang! Hide!"

Before he finished speaking, he picked up the Black Rock Slasher beside him and leaped forward, blocking the caravan firmly in front of him.

The people standing guard around the carriage also clenched their weapons tightly and looked around with vigilance.

"Ow!"

The two-headed monster roared and led a dozen of his compatriots behind him straight into the crowd.

!!!

Jiaming's heart trembled when he saw the appearance of a two-headed monster for the first time, but he adjusted his mindset the next second and confronted the monsters charging in the front head-on.

When he was only three meters away from the monster, Jiaming suddenly exerted force on his toes and leaped into the air as light as a swallow. As he turned his body, the black rock knife in his hand ignited flames, and then he chopped down at the monster's neck!

Swish!

As the flames sprayed, the blade wrapped in flames cut through the monster's skin, bones, and flesh as easily as a hot knife through butter, and beheaded it with one blow!

"Roar!!"

The monster's only remaining head screamed and roared, waving its claws, powerful enough to break stone and gold, wildly in severe pain.

With a bang, the monster claw hit the Black Rock Slashing Knife hard, sending Jiaming flying far away.

Jiaming landed lightly on the ground, but his palms were numb from the shock. He gasped in shock and looked at the monsters fighting with everyone, his brows twitching wildly.

"What the hell is this?!"

He had never encountered this kind of monster before. No wonder Uncle Huang said that the world has been in turmoil recently.

When he saw the two-headed monster pinning a guy holding a spear under him, those thoughts in his mind were quickly thrown out of his mind.

Jiaming took a step forward, and in the blink of an eye, he flew several meters away. The long sword in his hand was blazing with flames and chopped down heavily!

"Hey! You monsters! Come at me if you dare!!"

Jiaming blocked the monster's claws with his long sword and roared.

The monsters turned a deaf ear to them, their foul-smelling saliva dripping into the wilderness, and they just opened their huge mouths full of sharp white teeth and bit at everyone.

Jiaming took great pains to kill a monster. When he looked back, he found that someone had been bitten by the monster and almost half of his body was swallowed by the monster's mouth.

The scene before him almost made Jiaming's eyes tear up.

"You beasts! Stop it!"

"Damn! Why are there people coming here in this kind of environment? Are they all trying to save their lives?"

At the same time, a speechless muttering sounded, and soon Jiaming noticed that the two-headed monster that devoured people not far in front of him seemed to have been drained of all its strength and collapsed to the ground.

The people whose mouths were stuffed with it opened their strange mouths and crawled out.

call out……

A light sound rang in his ears, and he instantly cut off a strand of Jiaming's hair and escaped into the back.

Jiaming raised his hand and grabbed it, and was stunned for two or three seconds before he came to his senses.

When he turned around, the group of two-headed monsters that were originally ferocious and terrifying had all fallen to the ground, without any breath left, and turned into flying jade chips.

"This...this is..."

"Don't worry, they're all dead."

A lazy voice sounded from not far away, and an ordinary figure gradually walked towards them.

He was no more than 7 feet tall, wearing a linen robe, with short black hair, a face with no distinct lines, weather-beaten features, a face full of pockmarks, and a dull and lifeless look in his eyes, giving him a decadent and lazy aura.

He had a handful of stones in his hand, which he threw down casually.

Jiaming's eyes lit up. "Wow, that's sharp, uncle. How did you do that?"

"Use stones~"

The man replied, brushing the dust off his palms.

"Ahem, thank you very much...thank you very much for this hero's help. Old Huang would like to express his gratitude to you here."

Uncle Huang held the bloody hole on his shoulder bitten by the monster with one hand, staggered to the two of them, and nodded in thanks.

"Uncle Huang! Why are you injured so badly?! Hurry up and apply some medicine!"

Jiaming was startled and hurried over to support the man who was over fifty years old and had a frosted face.

The pockmarked man nodded and said, "This kid is right, you should go back and bandage it."

"Hey, benefactor is right, I'll go back and bandage it right away."

Uncle Huang nodded and walked into the carriage with the help of Jiaming.

The pockmarked man followed the two men as they approached the caravan. Because of the timely support, although many people were injured, fortunately no one was killed or injured.

The only losses might be a few horses that were so frightened that the carriage overturned and were then killed by the monster's claws.

The pockmarked man shook his head and sighed, lamenting that Lao Ma's death was too tragic.

Half an hour later, the carriage was rearranged and the loss of goods was counted. Then a group of men whose wounds had just been bandaged and were still bleeding gathered around the pockmarked man, thanking him all the time, calling him a hero and a benefactor.

The pockmarked man waved his hand irritably, turned around and got into Uncle Huang's carriage.

Inside the spacious carriage, Uncle Huang was lying flat on his back with a bandage on his shoulder, which looked like it had been bandaged.

"Hey, uncle, you're here too?"

Looking at the young man in front of him who was full of national style and vigor, the pockmarked face leaned against the wall and argued,

"Hey, don't call me uncle for no reason. Do you think we know each other well? Also, I'm not old, so you have no right to call me uncle."

Jiaming pondered for a while, then suddenly looked up and said tentatively,

"Then...older brother? Old uncle? Or..."

"Just call me uncle..."

Ma Zi's face was full of black lines, "Boy, I will remember you."

Jiaming smiled brightly, "Well, then I know you too, uncle!"

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