Genshin Impact: The wind blowing back to the starting point

"No...I can't do it anymore...I have to vomit!" After saying that, before Wendy could react, Ziling had already turned around and ran to the corner to vomit.

Seeing his painful look, Wendy frowned: "With your endurance, how will you be able to hold a big position in the future?"

Ziling took out water from the Qiankun bag and rinsed her mouth, then stood up and gasped: "If I need to take on any big responsibility, can't you and the emperor take it?"

"Child, you are still young, you can't have such salty thoughts..." Wendy's expression showed helplessness.

"People say that children learn from adults, of course I learn from you." Ziling's expression was full of pride and pride.

It's like saying: "I learned it from you, what can you do? If you have any objections, go to my teacher."

Then Wendy really didn't dare to have any objections. After all, he couldn't point at himself and yell at her, blaming her for raising Ziling like this.

So, Wendy patted him on the shoulder: "Young man, I only started to relax after I built a country. If you want to imitate me, do you have to build one too?"

"Uh..." Ziling was looking for an excuse for her salty fish, but then she thought about it, the other party was a god-level salty fish.

So, he swallowed his saliva and immediately shook his head: "Actually, I don't have high demands. I will follow you and help you and the emperor. I just don't hold you back."

This is indeed his goal.

Now these two people, especially Wendy, have to take him with them in everything.

It is also a rare exercise for him.

And when you are in a bad mood, looking at these two gods will make you feel happy again.

Therefore, his goal is very simple, just follow the two gods.

But facing the environment of the deep pit, it was a bit difficult for him, whether it was Wangyou or Ziling, to accept it.

Then, Wendy walked to the pit again. He used the wind to pick up the night pearl from the bottom of the pit. When he held it in front of Ziling, Ziling took a step back with a complicated expression.

Wendy sighed, raised her hand to the Night Pearl, wrapped it with divine power, washed it, and handed it to Ziling: "What now? Do you still want it?"

Ziling nodded stiffly, opened the Qiankun bag and let Wendy put the Night Pearl in.

"In Wangyou Village, one person was very powerful when he resisted dozens of corpses. Why are you so timid now?" Wendy looked at him in surprise, and even attracted a breeze for him to make him feel more comfortable.

"That's different. Those corpses don't have any blood or organs..." Ziling pouted.

The more he spoke, the more energetic he became, making Wendy's stomach churn uncontrollably.

Finally, Wendy covered her face helplessly and raised a hand to stop her: "Stop, stop talking, let's keep walking."

Ziling also immediately shut up.

But there were three roads in front of them, and they didn't know which one was more appropriate.

Wendy turned his head and glanced behind him to make sure no one was coming. He breathed a sigh of relief, then closed his eyes and began to listen to the sound in the wind.

The end result was naturally that no movement from Sliwen was heard.

"We should have brought the old man here," Wendy put her hands on her hips helplessly, lowered her head and sighed, "There are still people down here, my wind can't get in, and I don't know if Sliwen is inside."

Looking for someone was temporarily deadlocked, and Wendy and Ziling had to stand in front of the three options in front of them and think about it.

Wendy came here on impulse, because she suddenly realized that there might not be any demon here at the moment, so she came without any plans or intentions.

He is a free spirit, and occasionally being impulsive is part of his freedom, which is nothing new.

But the price of the impulse was that Wendy had to pace back and forth in the cave with her hands on her hips, thinking about countermeasures.

Now we can briefly divide the forces in this group area.

Although another demon god used a barrier to isolate the wind in the village, there is no doubt that they are followers of the wind god and they also belong to the wind god's sphere of influence.

What is more troublesome is the mine.

According to the information available, there are two situations in the mine: one above ground and one underground.

The miners on the ground are mainly the influence of a demon named Ann, who is the same wave that caused trouble in Mondstadt.

Perhaps there are a few Aeolian believers among them, the miner who first asked Anke to go to Mondstadt to spread the virus.

And underground is another demon named Ishikawa. If he comes from Inazuma, he is probably the one who used the barrier to protect the village.

But it's useless to know this. There is no way to analyze where Sliwen is.

Moreover, he did not give himself any information, and his contact with Mondstadt City only came every few days.

Wendy was brainstorming here, but Ziling wandered over to a pretty big rock.

After casting a spell to wipe it clean, he sat on the big stone, counting how many times Wendy had walked back and forth, and thinking about what to eat for dinner.

However, judging from the current situation, there is nothing to eat at night. After all, I am afraid that by then, I will also follow Lord Fengshen to perform the mission seriously.

"Wen..." Ziling had just spoken when she suddenly felt some slight movement behind her.

He turned his head carelessly, only to face a face covered in blood and with scarlet eyes.

Then, as if he had been electrocuted, he jumped up suddenly, shouting: "Wendy, Dee, Dee, Dee!" while running quickly behind Wendy, holding onto his cloak with both hands.

His movements almost knocked Wendy over.

This situation shocked Wendy, who was still thinking, thinking that the child was suddenly possessed.

After Wendy calmed down, she asked: "Did you trigger some alarm? It's Didi Di! If you scare the God of Wind to death, then you will have to be the God of Wind!"

"I'm sorry," Ziling stammered, pointing to the place where she was sitting tremblingly, saying inarticulately, "I, I, I... that, that, that, ghost, ghost, ghost."

"Huh?" Wendy looked in that direction in surprise. He wanted to get closer and take a look, but was held tightly by Zi Ling, unable to move forward, so he had to stand and watch.

"It's nothing." Wendy looked at it seriously.

"Impossible, that bloody face was so close to me that it was almost touching my face!" Ziling said urgently, her voice rising unconsciously.

Wendy immediately turned around, covered his mouth, and whispered "Shh".

At this time, Ziling immediately stopped talking, and cold sweat continued to break out on her head.

His hands were tightly holding Wendy's cloak. There was a scent of Cecilia flowers on Wendy's cloak. It seemed that only by smelling this scent could he relax a little.

At this time, Wendy was listening to the sound coming from the wind. Suddenly, he turned his head and looked at where Ziling was sitting just now, with a trace of vigilance flashing in his eyes.