[Original God] the Sixth Demon Among Fools

The first edition copy is as follows: You are a traveler walking hurriedly against the wind and snow on the snowfield. A strong wind blows, and a thin and fragile piece of paper is blown by the wind and slapped on your face. Think about it, there is not a single ghost in a place like the snowfield, where did this paper come from? By some strange coincidence, you flattened the page, and the following words were written on it in Teyvat Common: Snowfield Survival Code——A 1. People are not afraid of cold in winter. If you meet a young man wearing a thick and soft velvet hat in a warm room, please stay away from him. 2. There are no kind-hearted people in the winter, please do not believe that people on this land will be eager to help you. 3. There are no rats claiming to be humans in the solstice, and there are no monsters, so there are no humans transformed into rats in the solstice. If you meet someone claiming to be a rat, please ignore it. These three rules make you feel baffled. Just when you want to throw them away, you see a line of messy red handwriting in the corner of the page, which is really dazzling in the snow. [4. The above are all slander! Lord Feodor is definitely not such a person! The kind that wants to argue but dare not write this line in the largest font. Only the traces on the back of the paper can tell you the anger of the person involved. You feel strange, if there are no kind people in the solstice, then who will write this code of survival to remind travelers? But this inconsequential incident cannot affect the journey you have already decided on. You continued to move forward in the wind and snow, and finally came across a hotel standing in the cold wind. You quickly walked in. The coat outside was already covered with snowflakes. You complained while casually chatting with the hotel owner. "Hey, did you know that I could actually pick up a leaflet outside in such a heavy snowstorm? The words written on it are really strange. Is this a winter custom?" The hotel owner showed a gentle smile: "There is no such custom in the winter." You didn't notice anything was wrong and continued to complain: "I knew it... Boss, you seem to know what's on that piece of paper." The woman nodded slightly, and you continued to ask: "Are the words above true or false, or were they simply written to tease people?" Her soft tone seemed to disappear in the warm light of the fireplace: "Only one of the four is true." You started to recall the content on the paper, but your heart felt frightened. You asked one more question: "Who are you?" "It's just an insignificant mouse..." You seemed to be recalling something terrible, your eyes widened unconsciously, and your right hand holding the menu was trembling slightly. ** "What's next?" You asked curiously. "Down there, everything has disappeared in the biting cold wind of the snowfield." You seem to have remembered something and asked curiously: "Who are you?" "It's just an insignificant mouse..." ** Author: What do you think of the new sixth seat - Majin? Servant of the 10th Seat: ... I hate mice. The rich man in the ninth seat had a dark smile on his face and hung a sign at the door of his office. The author took a closer look and saw that it read "No Devils and Rats Allowed!" Author: OK, let's ask someone else. Author: Hello, madam, what do you think? Ms. Eighth:... Author: Thank you madam for the ice coffin you sent me. It's very good. It seems our Mr. Tuo's popularity is not bad after all. It's really tearful. The second doctor came into the laboratory with a whoosh before the author walked over. The author did not dare to enter the laboratory for interviews. I will definitely do it next time! This interview ended successfully, spread flowers! At this time, a big orange-haired boy in the back urgently stopped the author and asked: Why don't you ask me? The author thought to himself: Why don't I ask you? Don't you have any idea in your mind... Author: You said? The Eleventh Young Master: I feel like I can hit ten with one punch. I'm not sure. I'll try it later. Author:? The above is just a side description, the third person in the text is the male protagonist (Zhiduo Zong), no CP~ The author can't imagine Mr. Tuo falling in love at all. I feel that it would be too scary if Mr. Tuo fell in love (bushi) If you believe me, just click and add it to your collection! (Dog-Headed Rose) (Sincerity) I chose this copywriting format because I think it's more stylish (?) Concept: Crime and Punishment