Genshin Impact: The wind blowing back to the starting point

The conversation after that was very relaxed.

Most of them are poetry and music-related things.

Or wine...

I have to say that Wendy really loved drinking. They walked for about an hour, and during this hour, Wendy said she wanted to drink almost 800 times.

This feeling was just like the first time he came to Liyue, except that he brought wine with him and drank while walking.

At this moment, there was a trace of red light at the corner ahead. The two paused for a moment, and then immediately accelerated towards it.

When I turned the corner, I saw a cave hall in front of me.

In the middle of the cave hall, there is something like an altar.

There was a man on the altar, sitting cross-legged on a magic circle, and the red light was emitted by this magic circle.

There were two iron chains tied to the wrists of his two hands.

This scene actually made Wendy feel as if she had seen it somewhere before.

His appearance was the same as that of the white-clothed demon god, except that he was dressed in red, his eyes were closed, and his expression looked very calm.

Seeing this, Wendy murmured: "The Lord in Red..."

"Huh? Do you know her?" Zhong Li looked at Wendy in surprise. He knew that Fengshen was very popular, but he didn't expect that he would be so popular.

Wendy shook her head and told him the story Qingyuan told him.

"Did you ask her which venerable person gave her the ship?" Zhongli asked.

Wendy shook his head, indicating that he didn't ask in detail.

However, it is not an important issue. Now that the red-clothed venerable is here, it is more important to deal with him now.

But this venerable man had no intention of waking up. Even though Wendy and Zhongli had been chatting for a long time outside the cave hall, he seemed to have not heard anything and still had his eyes closed.

Seeing this, Wendy called out her wings in the sky and fired an arrow at the broken hair beside his ear.

The arrow flew past his hair and then hit the stone wall behind him.

But the red-clothed venerable still showed no sign of waking up.

"It's strange how the quality of this sleep is better than mine." Wendy muttered as she floated over and sat in front of the red-clothed venerable.

After speaking, he pinched the face of the red-clothed venerable and picked up his hair: "How much did you drink?"

"Anyway, you don't drink as much as you usually do." Zhongli replied helplessly.

Wendy did not answer his words anymore, but looked down at the magic circle under the red-clothed venerable.

Seeing this, Wendy was startled, turned her head and said to Zhongli, who was holding his hands behind him and observing the environment: "This thing is the same as the magic circle used by Zeyuan to absorb Wangyou's power."

Hearing this, Zhongli immediately walked to Wendy and looked down at the magic circle.

Wendy frowned as she looked at the chains on the hands of the red-clothed venerable. No wonder she felt that this scene was familiar. It was exactly the same as Wangyouna's scene.

The only difference is that at that time it was Wangyou's soul, but here the red-clothed venerable is a living person.

"Someone is actually devouring his power!" Wendy frowned, and then immediately raised her hand to feel his pulse, confirming that he was still alive, but in this case, he seemed to have fallen into a deep sleep.

"Could it be the demon god in white?" Wendy raised her suspicion, "Because the venerable man in red is dissatisfied with his behavior of killing people and making corpses, so he is imprisoned here?"

"It's not impossible." Zhongli said calmly.

But now they can't rashly destroy this magic circle to wake it up.

Not to mention whether they can destroy it, even if they can destroy it, their rash actions will disturb the white-clothed demon god.

Besides, if the red-clothed venerable man is here voluntarily, then waking him up will create another enemy.

"But he may be the key to solving the problem." Zhongli walked around in a circle and walked back to the red-clothed venerable, looking at him with some respect.

"Indeed, we have to talk to him, and this is without destroying the magic circle or waking him up."

Wendy came closer to the red-clothed venerable and said with a smile in her eyes.

"Huh? Do you have any idea?" Zhongli turned his head and looked at Wendy's confident expression.

"Yes, there is, but it depends on whether the red-clothed venerable has a dream or not."

After saying that, Wendy grabbed Zhongli's wrist with an unknown smile in her eyes: "It only took me a year to develop this technique. I don't know if it is 100% reliable. If there are any side effects, don't blame the Rock King Emperor." ."

"nature."

Then, Wendy's expression became serious, the smile on his face disappeared, and the hand that touched the pulse of the red-clothed Venerable began to inject divine power.

Then the two closed their eyes, and when they opened them again, they saw that they were on the land of Liyue.

And it was the land of Liyue two thousand years ago.

Zhongli raised his hand to feel the real wind, and a leaf was swept into his hand by the wind. This touch made him stunned: "This is not an ordinary dream-peeping technique. If it is a dream-peeping technique, we won't There will be something physical, but it seems to be weaving..."

Wendy on the side smiled and snapped her fingers: "How about learning from that butterfly? It's not bad."

"Well, it's indeed good." Zhongli replied with a slight smile.

At this moment, the clear voices of the two teenagers reached Wendy's ears along with the wind.

Wendy immediately used the wind to lift him and Zhongli high into the sky to look at the situation below.

One of them is serious, the other has a smile in his eyes.

Of the two gods, one looks at humans calmly, like a guide, while the other looks like a spectator enjoying the stage with a smile.

At this time, two little boys who looked exactly the same appeared in the field of vision. They were dressed in coarse cloth and had young and fair faces. They were playing carefree on the grass.

Judging from their conversation, the older one’s name is Yujin and the younger one’s name is Yujue.

This is a bit enviable for two gods who did not have childhood.

At this time, one of the little boys said to the other: "Brother, we must build a big ship in the future, and then explore the other side of the sea together, okay?"

"Okay! Legend has it that there are a lot of treasures over there. After getting them, my father and mother will no longer have to go fishing at sea and can stay with us!"

Children's words are always full of innocence, their dreams are the clearest and purest, and the smiles on their faces are the most healing.

It's just that Wendy is a little curious, aren't they demon gods? Why does he look like an ordinary child?

"Maybe he was taken in by human parents, I don't know for sure." Zhongli said calmly.

Thinking about it this way, I can understand it.

Later, because my mother was injured after giving birth to her younger sister, my father owed a lot of debt in order to treat her.

As a result, in order to pay off his debts, his father went fishing more frequently. In the end, his father died in a shipwreck.

After his father died, his mother became ill and soon followed his father.

At that time, my sister Yulin was only three years old.

Because she lost her parents early, her sister was very withdrawn, which led to her being discriminated against in the village.

Those ignorant children always bully her, saying that she has a mother but not a mother.

The young sister was unable to resist at all and could only curl up into a ball and cry bitterly.

At this time, the two brothers will stand up to protect their sister.

It’s funny to say that two and a half-year-old children who didn’t know anything originally learned to cook for their sister, and learned to make her happy behind her back. They were like two little adults, supporting her. sky.

They said they would protect their sister from growing up safely, and then go find the real paradise together.

But my sister doesn't care. For her, as long as her brother is there, it is the real paradise.

However, my sister will never grow up again.

Children are the purest, their kindness has no measure, and similarly, their malice has no measure.

That day Yulin was sitting at the door waiting for her brother to come back. Although her brother had told her not to go out, she felt lonely and scared at home alone. It seemed that only in this way could she feel at ease.

So the older kids who bullied her came again.

She cried for her brother, but he couldn't hear her. She ran away, but unexpectedly she fell down the high steps.

When the brothers came back, only the sister's cold body and a bunch of people watching were left.

Yujue hugged her sister and kept shouting, but her sister did not open her eyes.

Yujin looked at the indifferent people in front of her and asked them over and over again who did it.

No one answered, they avoided looking, some said she fell down by herself, others said it was just a few children playing around.

Anger made Yujin's eyes red. He clenched his fists and let out a maniacal laugh: "Just a few children playing around? I understand, children's playing can be forgiven, then I am also a child, I Can your fun be forgiven?"

He looked at the people in front of him coldly, with a stern smile on his face, and said word by word: "I want all of you to be buried with me!"

The moment he finished speaking, the anger inspired the power in his body, and lightning exploded from his body, killing all the villagers.

At this time, there was only silence around.

Yujin walked up to Yulin tiredly, took her body and carried her on his back, just like he usually did to coax her, and then led Yujue away from here.

When he reached the entrance of the village, he stood there and looked back at the place where he grew up, and said calmly to his younger brothers and sisters: "Let's go, my brother will take you to find the real paradise."