The rain was getting heavier but not getting lighter. If the two of them continued to drink, Wendy would get drunk again.

They were in the wild at this time. In order to avoid doing something excessive when she was drunk and causing Zhongli to be displeased and cause him to throw her outside, Wendy rarely drank in moderation.

She thought the rain would stop soon, so Wendy didn't tell Ziling.

But now I'm afraid it won't stop for a while, so it's better to talk to Ziling.

So, he used his divine power to confirm that Zi Ling was doing well over there, and after giving a few instructions, he sat on the ground, rummaging through Zi Ling's collection of snacks from the Qiankun bag to eat.

In order to ward off the cold, Zhongli specially found wood and made a fire.

Although God is not cold.

But for these two least godlike gods, experiencing human life is more important.

"I didn't expect that one day after so many years, I would still be trapped in this tower. Although at that time, I was the freest guy in the tower besides Dick Lapian, and I could come in and out easily." Wen Dee held her head and lay on the ground, listening to the rain.

After thinking about it, he took out the feather from his hat that he had no time to send away.

Once in Sliwen's fantasy world, he met his friend. When they parted, his friend told him that his thoughts would always be with him until he met the person who could always be with him.

Perhaps, he has already encountered it now.

"Are you happy today?" Zhongli asked, looking at Wendy who looked particularly dazzling in the firelight.

Wendy put away her feathers and turned to look at him with a smile: "Of course, what day am I unhappy?"

It sounds like he is pretending to be strong, but he is really happy today.

Although he was trapped by the past when he first came in, this time he was no longer facing the past alone.

Being with someone makes you naturally happy, and your friends will surely be happy to see you.

In a daze, it seemed as if something was relieved.

"Well, then I don't have to prescribe medicine for you." Zhongli nodded and smiled.

"Ah!? It's been more than half a year, why are you still thinking about this?" Wendy looked at Zhongli in surprise.

I have to say that Morax remembers some things very clearly.

"Okay, I'm going to sleep. Old man, please have a good sleep. It's good for your memory." Wendy turned over and closed her eyes.

At this time, the surroundings became quiet, with only the sound of fire burning, and the sound of thunder and rain outside.

Zhongli closed his eyes and rested against the stone wall.

Just then, he heard movement and felt the wind.

When he opened his eyes, he saw Barbatos, who should have been asleep, standing up.

"What's the matter?" Zhongli asked doubtfully.

Wendy raised her hand to signal him to be silent.

At this time, Wendy listened to the wind in the tower.

His expression was serious, as if he had discovered something was wrong.

"No, the wind is wrong."

Wendy took out the drawings of the tower she picked up from the bookstore during the day and studied them carefully under the firelight.

Each shop and house is marked on this drawing, which is very detailed and exactly the same as what Wendy remembers.

"Is there any problem?" Zhongli asked.

"Have you ever listened to the sound of the wind seriously?" Wendy raised her head and looked at Zhongli seriously, "Oh no, how could you, a rock god, listen to the sound of the wind? Then you must be very familiar with the sounds coming from the rocks, right?"

Zhongli nodded, this was also one of his methods to monitor Liyue.

"So, how do you tell the number of rooms by the sound coming from the rocks?" Wendy asked.

"The structures of the rooms are different, so the sounds that echo in the rocks are naturally different. The size of the room can also be judged by the volume of the sound." At this point, Zhongli paused and also became serious. "The number of rooms in the High Tower King City is wrong?"

"That's right," Wendy frowned, turned her head and looked at the deep tower and said, "When I was a wind elf, I could hear the sound in the wind. I clearly remember what the wind sounded like at that time. Later, When I erected the statue of the Seven Heavenly Gods and came to drink with the already dead Dick Lapian, I also heard the news about this place. Compared with that time, except for a few more holes and collapsed houses, there are almost no changes."

But today's news has changed. From Wendy's perspective, it's not as simple as adding a few more rooms, but more like adding an extra floor.

"Old man, put a shield on me, I want to go out and take a look."

Zhongli nodded and immediately placed a golden and hard shield on Wendy.

Then, Wendy ran out from the big hole in the entrance, spread her wings and flew into the air.

Although it was raining heavily and there were lightning and thunder everywhere, Wendy had good eyesight and could still see the tower clearly.

He carefully counted the number of floors of the tower several times from the outside. It was the same as what he remembered. Since there was no problem on the ground, the problem could only be underground.

Wendy flew back into the tower, and Zhongli immediately found a blanket from Ziling's Qiankun bag and put it on Wendy.

Although he didn't catch cold easily, he would still feel cold when he came back from the rain, so he immediately huddled next to the fire and sat down, continuing to listen to the sound in the wind.

"Old man, please listen for me. Is there any space down there?" Wendy huddled up to keep warm.

Upon hearing this, Zhongli immediately began to listen.

After being quiet for a while, he opened his eyes and nodded: "Indeed."

"How has history changed so much!?" Wendy made a sharp voice that he couldn't usually beat to death.

To be honest, losing a few demon gods to Mondstadt was enough to surprise him.

As a result, even the structure of Karapian's royal city was changed! ?

And what is he doing? ? What kind of stimulation did he get to secretly add a layer underground?

The more she thought about it, the more complicated Wendy felt.

"Old man, I feel like I'm suffocating now. Come and check my pulse." Wendy pinched her wrist and said to Zhongli.

Zhongli also cooperated. When Wendy asked him to check his pulse, he actually went over to grab his slender arm and checked it very seriously.

Wendy sighed, leaning against the wall and looking at the top of the tower: "Diekar Pian is such a cautious person, so he built an extra layer probably to hide things."

"At that time, he was considered the strongest in Mondstadt. He hid things because he was afraid that others would find them or trap someone. I don't know who he was afraid of, or who he wanted to trap."

After Zhongli finished speaking, he looked at Wendy with his golden eyes.

Wendy was startled and pointed at herself with her other hand: "You said he is afraid of me? Impossible. If he were afraid of me, he would have killed all the wind elves long ago. How could he still keep me?"

"That's true," Zhongli released his hand after diagnosing his pulse, "It's okay, don't worry."

Wendy nodded, stood up, patted the dust on her body and said, "Let's go find the entrance. No matter what he is hiding or trapped in, we have to go in and take a look before we know."

After saying that, the two of them walked together towards Dickappian's previous dormitory.

If it was the underground level he created, I'm afraid the clue to the entrance would have to be in his dormitory, a place that no one else can enter.

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