Genshin Impact: The wind blowing back to the starting point

In the evening, the crimson sunset hung in the sky, dyeing the sky red, as if it had been covered with a layer of blood mist.

The sun shines on every path in the village. There is no living thing on the road, only the criss-crossing shadows of the buildings.

Looking at it this way, there is a strange bleakness.

"Could it be that everyone in the village has moved away?" Ziling looked doubtfully at the empty road in front of her, with only some debris thrown in the corner.

Wendy shook her head. The wind couldn't hear the sound here, but judging from the reports from the outpost, it was inhabited.

But as far as the situation in front of me is concerned, it's nothing like it. It's almost like a ghost village.

"Even in the frozen village of Siswan, there are still people coming out during the day, which is really strange." Wendy murmured to herself.

At this moment, he felt someone tapping his shoulder, turned around and saw that it was Zhongli.

Zhong Li raised his chin, signaling him to look forward.

Wendy turned her head following his gaze and saw a room with curtains drawn, and the curtains tightly covered the entire window.

But in the corner of the window, you can see that the curtain has lifted a corner.

There was a person hiding behind the curtain, hidden in the darkness, watching them quietly.

"It's really strange. Are we ghosts? We have to watch secretly like this." Ziling, who also noticed this situation, complained dissatisfiedly.

Then, he suddenly ran to the window, clapped his hands on the window unexpectedly, and made a big face.

In an instant, the curtains were quickly pulled tightly, and there was the sound of something being knocked over inside. It seemed that they were scared away.

"Peeping is just a mental quality! Don't be afraid! Keep watching!" Ziling shouted at the top of her lungs.

"Ziling, don't be rude." Zhongli scolded.

Remembering that Zhongli was still there, Ziling immediately returned to her serious young monk appearance. After admitting her mistake, she went back to stay behind Wendy.

She had been so happy in Mondstadt during this period, and Ziling knew that she had let herself go a little too much.

This is not good, very bad. If I go back to Liyue in the future, I will accidentally contract Jueyunjian again.

Then, the three of them continued walking in the village, observing the surrounding houses.

The houses here are similar in shape, and they all have tightly closed curtains. Occasionally, behind some windows, there will be people like the one just now who opened the corners of the curtains and hid in the dark to peek quietly.

But when he meets the eyes of one of the three of them, he immediately closes the curtains.

Just like that little animal that is very curious about the unknown outside world, it can't hold back its curiosity, but it feels wronged by everything in the outside world.

Although the three people felt strange about this phenomenon and wanted to find someone to ask, they were unwilling to come out and it was impossible for the three to break in by force.

At this moment, Wendy stopped, raised her hands to feel the air around her, and her eyebrows gradually knitted together.

"No wind?" Wendy muttered.

Wendy relies on the wind to monitor everything, but just like Zhongli cannot sense it in the sea, where there is no wind, Wendy cannot hear the prayers of his believers no matter how much they pray.

This is a very bad thing for the people of the wind.

"How come there is no wind?" Wendy felt incredible.

So he jumped onto the roof.

Then, he condensed the wind element in his hand and tried to gather thousands of winds.

As the god of wind, Qianfeng is at his call, and he can bring the wind wherever he is.

But here, it was a rare failure indeed.

Wendy looked up and looked around, and saw that thousands of winds were indeed coming towards the God of Wind, but there seemed to be some barrier in the sky above the village, isolating the thousands of winds.

Wendy jumped down and landed next to Zhongli, with a helpless look on her face: "No wonder I said I couldn't hear any movement here. It turns out that the wind has been cut off."

"It seems that the demon god is deliberately guarding you." Zhongli looked around to make sure that no one else was staring at them.

"That's not right!" Ziling's good mind started to work. "If there was no wind before you established Mondstadt City, you are a native of the old city and this place is close to the old city. You should have noticed it long ago. right."

"Uh..." Aboriginal? Wendy held her head and thought.

Judging from the current situation, since he traveled through time and space, he doesn't know all about the situation in this time and space, so he shouldn't be considered an indigenous person.

But Ziling was right when she said something. If there was really no wind, Wendy would have noticed it long ago.

A year ago, before he went to Liyue, he gave permission for people here to mine.

At the same time, he also observed this place at that time. At that time, there was wind.

"Could it be that the devil came to do something during the year you were away from Mondstadt?" Ziling asked doubtfully.

"I don't rule out this possibility. At that time, I mainly listened to the situation in Mondstadt. If there was anything unusual in the surrounding villages, including Xuefeng Town, I would go to Mondstadt for help."

But there was no movement here, and several transactions were carried out normally.

How long this state lasted, they couldn't guess. They would eventually have to find someone to ask.

Moreover, it was almost completely dark at this time, and they also needed to stay overnight.

In this regard, the three of them could only try their luck by knocking on the door.

But in the end, without even thinking about it, naturally I couldn't open a room. It was obvious that someone was in the room when I heard the noise, but they didn't open the door.

"It seems we can only sleep on the street today." Wendy smiled and spread her hands.

The words were helpless, but there was some expectation in his tone.

That's right, he is a wind elf, and sleeping on the street is very common for him, and it is in line with his freedom and spontaneity.

Ziling was also looking forward to it. He immediately took out a lot of camping tools from the Qiankun bag, including tents, beds, pots and pans, everything.

I have to say that if you bring Zi Ling with you, you really have the whole world at your disposal. His Qiankun bag is really full of stuff.

So, the three of them went to a windless place outside the village and began to prepare for the night.

Ziling naturally did the physical work of setting up the tent.

Although he has the weakest force value among the three.

The one with the strongest force value is seriously cooking at the moment. It looks like he is simmering and marinating the food slowly.

The one with the second most powerful force was also cooking. Unlike the serious one with the strongest force, he was playing the piano and writing poems while looking at the Zhen Fengshen chowder in the pot.

Soon, the tent was set up and the food was on the table.

Ziling ate with big mouthfuls, and was so moved that she cried bitterly: "How virtuous and capable am I to be able to let two gods cook for me?"

What Ziling didn't know was that they could actually choose not to do it, but in order to avoid Ziling making some unpalatable food by herself, they simply took the spoon themselves.

It's just that there is no free lunch in the world. He was eating happily when Wendy suddenly came over and said, "Do you think my cooking is better, or your emperor's?"

Hearing this, Zhongli also put down his bowl and chopsticks and looked at Ziling seriously.

Although the eyes of the two gods were very kind, Ziling still felt a lot of pressure. After all, no one could afford to show favoritism.

This made Ziling suddenly feel like she was back at the Guzhou Inn. At that time, the two gods were competing for superiority in everything just like they were now.

They thought that after so much experience, they had changed their habits, but who knew it was still the case.

So, Ziling stopped answering and ate quickly with her head down, using as many chopsticks as she wanted for the pickled vegetables. She was afraid that if one of them was missing a chopstick, it would cause a war of words between the two gods, which would then spread to the other side. Come to yourself and let yourself make a choice.

After eating quickly, he found an excuse for being tired and wanted to sleep, so he dove into the tent and threw the two gods outside.

Seeing this, Wendy looked at Zhongli with a smile: "It seems that he thought my cooking was delicious and couldn't bear to irritate you who has always believed in it, so he ran away."

Zhongli smiled slightly: "Based on common sense, the Liyue dishes I made are more in line with his appetite. You should be the one he can't bear to irritate."

"Nonsense, he eats everything. He was even more enthusiastic about all kinds of Mondstadt dishes at the wine festival, and he was even studying seriously. I'm afraid, he's afraid that you'll punish him for sweeping away the clouds."

"That's absolutely not the case. Ziling knows that I won't be angry about this matter. I must be taking care of your emotions."

At this moment, Ziling, who heard their conversation in the tent, was speechless.

Why can the two of them still fight after everything is like this? Is this some form of entertainment that I don’t understand?

It seems that I am still too young.