I'm in Genshin Impact, and I started by teaming up with Luna.

"Xiao, Xiao Qiu, what is this..." Ying stared blankly at Wu Qiu, as if she hadn't reacted yet.

The reason Ying was like this was because of Wu Qiu in the present moment. He was draped two large leaves over himself as a blanket, shivering all over, his face was covered in scraggly hair, and his complexion was extremely unpleasant.

Seeing that Ying was awake, Wu Qiu sniffed hard and said, "Ying, Sister Ying, you, you, you're awake."

Yes, he's sick. He didn't feel anything at first when he got home last night, but after a while he started feeling unwell, then his nose started running, and eventually he ended up like this.

"Hmm." Ying came to Wu Qiu's side and carefully poked Wu Qiu's face. "Little Qiu, was it that cold last night? How come you're so cold?"

Wu Qiu trembled. Seeing this, Ying hurriedly said, "Don't talk, lie down first, I'll find you some medicine."

As she spoke, she picked up the package next to her and began rummaging through it. "I remember which one is it? It seems to be this one. No, is it this one? No, I found it! It's this one."

When they parted ways with the group from Xiaolin Village, the village chief gave Wu Qiu and his companion all the herbs he had found at the Hilichurl camp. He reasoned that the two wanderers needed these herbs far more than the villagers.

Among these herbs are those that treat colds and fevers, and Ying is holding just such a herb.

It was a red herb, somewhat resembling a chili pepper. Although it didn't look very appealing, it was indeed used to treat colds and fevers.

"Ying, Sister Ying, this thing looks a bit scary, I don't want to eat it."

Ying shook her head decisively, "No, how can I not take medicine when I'm sick? But I remember how to take this medicine for the best effect?"

Ying fell into thought. Wu Qiu, who was beside her, remained silent. Having not slept all night, Wu Qiu was also a little sleepy, so he opened his mouth and dozed off.

"That's right! Eat it directly! That's the fastest way to see results!"

As she spoke, Ying stuffed the herb directly into Wu Qiu's mouth, and the herb got stuck in his throat.

Wu Qiu was dozing off when she heard, "Ah~"

Then the herbs came in. "Ugh! Cough cough!! Cough!!!!!!!!!"

Wu Qiu wondered if all the herbs in this primordial spirit were so unpalatable. This herb was a bit weaker than the previous Qingcao, but it was still bitter and spicy.

Wu Qiu's tears welled up instantly. She still covered his mouth, saying, "Don't spit it out. There's not much of this herb. Just swallow it, it'll be fine."

Wu Qiu really wanted to tell her, "If you keep doing this, I'll die before I even get better."

Gao Di, Wu Qiu took the medicine. Although the medicine tasted terrible, it was undeniably effective. Wu Qiu had only taken it a short while ago, and he was already feeling much better.

At this moment, Wu Qiu picked up the ice mark next to him and handed it to Ying, saying, "Sister Ying, this is for you."

Ying curiously took Binghen and unwrapped the layers of leaves covering it. When the last layer was torn away, Binghen's blue, transparent blade appeared before Ying.

Ying's eyes lit up, and she quickly pried open all the leaves. She raised her hand, grasped the icy mark, and waved it around a couple of times.

The ice marks seemed to have found their master, gleaming brightly in the sunlight. With each swing of Ying's sword, the ice marks traced streaks of blue light in the air, accompanied by a chilling current.

Feeling the chill, Wu Qiu couldn't help but shiver again. Ying, on the other hand, withdrew the ice mark and examined it closely in her hand.

"Ice Mark." Stroking the blade, looking at the blooming flowers and the words "Ice Mark," Ying couldn't help but murmur the words aloud.

"Is this a gift from you?"

Ying turned to look at Wu Qiu. Wu Qiu pinched her nose. "You could say that. After all, with better weapons, you can protect me better, Sister Ying."

With a casual wave of her hand, Ying dispelled the ice mark, storing it away. At the same time, she looked at Wu Qiu sitting on the ground, bowed with her hands behind her back, and smiled, saying, "Thank you, I like it very much."

Wu Qiu scratched his head. "If you like it, that's good. I..."

Before Wu Qiu could finish speaking, Ying suddenly reached out and lifted Wu Qiu up like a chick. Then, with a spin, she carried him on her back.

"Hey! Sister Ying, what's wrong?"

Ying smiled and said, "Anyway, I have to walk the rest of the way by myself, so just like yesterday, I'll carry you on my back. I haven't slept all night, so you should get some rest too."

Wu Qiu has such a thick skin; upon hearing Ying's words, he didn't hold back at all, "Alright then, Sister Ying, I'll take a nap first..."

Beside the stream in the early morning, Ying carried Wu Qiu on her back and slowly walked into the distance. Suddenly, Ying's voice rang out faintly.

"By the way, how did you get Ice Mark? Don't tell me you made such a weapon in one night."

Wu Qiu glanced behind her and said with a smile, "It was a gift from a friend."

"Friends? What kind of friends? Do you have any other friends in this world besides me?"

Wu Qiu nodded. "A friend I've only met twice."

"Two sides?" Ying was a little surprised. To give such a gift after only meeting twice was indeed quite astonishing to Ying.

“I also want to meet this friend, but you didn’t wake me up last night.”

Ying's tone carried a hint of displeasure. Wu Qiu shook his head with a wry smile, "She left in a hurry, without time to linger. Perhaps I will never see her again."

Ying didn't understand the meaning behind Wu Qiu's words. She casually replied, "Don't worry, we'll meet again. Our journey is long, and the future is full of endless possibilities."

As their voices faded, their figures gradually disappeared into the distance. About a hundred meters from where Ying and Wu Qiu were resting, there was a small, raised mound of earth. The mound was small, and the soil was fresh, indicating it had been recently piled up.

A thick log stood in front of the mound. The log itself was nothing special, just an ordinary piece of wood, except that four large, crooked characters were carved on it.

"The Tomb of Frost and Snow"

Chapter Seventeen: Fishing in the Lake

The marks left on the frost and snow were a gift she gave to Wu Qiu. These icy marks were like scars on her body, representing the coldness of winter, yet also a warm protection.

At least in that final moment, she gave her last possession to Wu Qiu. Perhaps even she herself didn't understand why she would want to protect this person in a future she couldn't even see.

Now, Ying has unintentionally taken over the Ice Mark. Whether this indicates some kind of connection is unknown, but at the very least, in the future, the Ice Mark will shine in Ying's hands and reach its limit.

…………

As the sun set, Wu Qiu, who had slept all day, finally woke up.

"Ah~" Wu Qiu yawned and opened his eyes groggily. The first thing he saw was a lake. The lake was not large, but the water was very clear and was bathed in the golden light of the setting sun.

"Sister Ying, where are we?"

Wu Qiu realized he was still on Ying's back, and the surroundings were no longer a forest, but a plain. Clearly, they had left the forest and arrived on a plain.

"We've been out of the forest for quite some time now, just like you said, we stop whenever we come across a lake."

As she spoke, she put Wu Qiu down and pointed to the lake in front of her, saying, "Look, we just arrived, and this is the first lake I've encountered today."

Wu Qiu looked up and saw that it was a lake that wasn't too big or too small. There was nothing special about it, but Wu Qiu could only hope that this was the lake where Paimon had appeared.

Shaking his head, Wu Qiu felt much better. Although he was still a little dazed, he was much better and his illness was almost completely cured.

"Here, have some."

Ying suddenly presented a herb to Wu Qiu. Wu Qiu shuddered and decisively shook his head, "Waaaaa, I won't eat it."

Ying narrowed her eyes. Wu Qiu quickly said, "Sister Ying, listen to me, I feel better now, I don't need to eat anymore, waah!!!"

Ying didn't indulge him and forcefully stuffed the herbs into Wu Qiu's mouth again. "Eat it. You're not a child anymore. Is taking medicine so troublesome?"

Wu Qiu was so upset that she cried as she tried to start a fire by rubbing sticks together. They were going to spend the night there and really hoped Paimon would come over now, otherwise they would have to leave tomorrow.

However, Wu Qiu had already given up hope. The story had completely deviated from the original plot, and Paimon, the tour guide, was probably going to be gone.

Despite feeling regretful, Wu Qiu's hands kept moving.

"I'll drill—"

Wu Qiu drilled the wooden splinter as if he were about to duel someone, baring his teeth and moving his hands rapidly. A burst of sparks and lightning followed, and flames ignited.

"Caught!"

Just then, Ying's voice rang out from the side. Then they saw Ying standing by the lake, having taken off her shoes.

She had already inserted the ice mark into the water. Seeing the splashing water and Ying's smiling face, Wu Qiu knew she was using the ice mark to catch fish.

"Oh dear, may the frost and snow in heaven not hold it against her."

However, retribution came quickly. Just as Ying was about to bend down to pick up the fish that had been pierced by the thorn, she probably didn't control the power of the ice mark properly.

A chill spread, freezing the large expanse of lake water beside Ying. Of course, it also froze Ying's feet.

"Ouch!" Ying exclaimed and stepped back. Fortunately, it was just ordinary ice, and although the Ice Mark had its own ice attribute, it was obviously not too strong.

Furthermore, Ying did not control the ice marks to release ice elements, so the ice beneath Ying's feet broke as soon as she moved.

"Pfft!"

Seeing Ying's somewhat disheveled appearance, Wu Qiu couldn't help but laugh out loud. But soon Wu Qiu felt Ying looking at him, and with an unfriendly gaze.

Wu Qiu shuddered, smiled at Ying Shanshan, and went back to tending the fire. Ying carefully returned to the ice mark and picked it up.

First, she pulled the frozen fish off the knife, then reached out and stroked the blade. This was the second time she had done this, but this time she had a basic understanding of the knife.

"Sister Ying, use this. I'll help you too."

Wu Qiu cautiously approached, carrying two sharpened wooden sticks. He handed one to Ying and kept the other for himself.

"How about it, want to have a competition?"

Yingjiang shook the wooden stick in his hand, then picked it up and swiped it around a few times. "Okay, let's see who catches the most."

Then, with a confident smile, he said, "Whoever caught it, eats it! How about that?"

Wu Qiu clapped his hands and said, "Great! Sister Ying, you better not beg me to give it to you later!"

This is a lake, and they definitely can't go to the deeper parts, plus Wu Qiu can't swim. However, there are quite a few fish in it, and there are quite a few right in their field of vision.

Wu Qiu was quite confident, even though he had never caught fish and rarely exercised. He used to be a top-tier player in CrossFire, his quick-sniping skills were phenomenal.

Catching a fish, how hard could it be? With my reflexes and awareness, it's absolutely no problem! It should be fine, right...?

Having spotted a fish, Wu Qiu seemed to have a bullseye in his mind. His heart was as still as water, the target locked, aiming for the head, he flicked his wrist, and the spear flew out…

Then...then the spear was planted in the water a meter away from the target. The fish seemed a little confused, looking at the location of the stick, then at Wu Qiu.

His eyes seemed to say, "What's going on? Is this guy trying to stab me? But this is way too far off-center."

Then he seemed to shake his head and said, "Those two legs are probably an idiot."

He continued to swing his body, as if he completely ignored Wu Qiu and had no intention of running away.

"Ah ...

Just as the wooden stick was about to pierce the fish's body, at the last moment, the fish's body strangely bent, just dodging Wu Qiu's attack.

Not only that, this thing even circled the stick once, as if to say, "Can't poke it, can't poke it, aren't you angry? Aren't you angry?"

"Ahhhhhh! You dead fish, you're finished! I'm going to stew you today!"

As he spoke, Wu Qiu frantically raised and lowered the wooden stick, just like... you know, Zhao Yun's second skill in Honor of Kings? It's that continuous slashing motion!