Genshin Impact: The wind blowing back to the starting point

"Are you crazy? Barbatos!" After hearing that they would not leave, Sliwin performed an explosion on the spot.

He ran towards Wendy. If Wendy hadn't nimbly hid behind Zhongli, he would probably have been knocked away by Sliwen, and then would have drawn a perfect parabola in the air.

Sliwen found it very strange that he had said he was going to leave a few hours ago, and when he woke up he was excited to get ready, but the result was that he would not leave.

Of course, Zhongli was even more unbelievable than him.

He just took a nap, and when he woke up, he felt as if he had missed 100 million.

Obviously I only slept for a few hours, but it felt like I had missed a thousand years.

But even though he didn't know why, he still raised his hand when Wendy hid behind him, and blocked the angry Sliwen for Wendy.

At this time, Wendy stretched out her head while holding Zhongli's arm, and looked at Shriwen with a smile: "Okay, you should calm down. Besides, there is no need to worry. Isn't this the case with you, the Soul-Destroying Ice King?" God is here, as the backbone, the God of Soul-Destroying Ice must pay attention to his demeanor."

Sliwen was stuck for a moment. What he couldn't stand the most was others praising him, especially the ruler of Mondstadt who was praising him. This simply satisfied all his secondary psychology, and half of his anger disappeared in an instant.

"But...but you..."

Sliwen wanted to say something else, but Wendy immediately interrupted: "In this case, when we go back, I will arrange a wedding for you. You can choose it at that time. No matter what form it is, I will try my best to help you satisfy it."

"Really?" When he heard the word wedding, Sliwen's eyes flashed with gold.

"Of course, but the wedding dress..."

"Then I must have designed it myself!" Sliwen had already changed his attitude, patted his chest and said confidently, "You know, I have always been very talented in design."

"Then how about..."

"I'm going to prepare now! Ziling! Give me some paper and pens!" Shili Wen ran to the side excitedly.

Seeing that he had been comforted, Wendy breathed a sigh of relief and couldn't help but murmur to herself: "It's convenient to prescribe the right medicine."

"Then do you want to judge my symptoms?" Zhongli turned to look at Wendy with a low voice, "Barbatos, I don't know anything."

Wendy was stunned and looked at him while twirling her pigtails in embarrassment: "Don't worry, I'll explain it to you."

After saying that, he pulled Zhongli back to the room and told Zhongli everything seriously.

"Anyway, if you go out, he said you will be punished by God, so just stay here." Wendy said, sitting on the ground and looking thoughtfully at the dense leaves outside the window.

Zhongli actually recognized the reason why Wendy chose to stay. After all, if it were him, he would do the same.

But he was more curious about how it would end later.

"Let's talk about the rest later." Wendy looked at Zhongli leisurely with a smile in her eyes.

Zhongli didn't say anything more. With the tacit understanding between them, there was no need for him to say anything more.

Since the God of Wind has taken the lead to show off, let's all show off together, so they started vacation mode again.

Sliwen was designing a wedding dress alone in the room. Designing a wedding dress was not an easy task. There were many aspects to pay attention to, and Bellis's preferences had to be considered.

When he was not satisfied, the paper flew everywhere, so that the whole room was soon covered with paper.

Fortunately, these papers and pens and ink were made by immortal methods. Later, Ziling could use immortal methods to remove traces on them and then recycle them.

However, Zi Ling couldn't stay in this room with papers flying everywhere, so she had no choice but to come next door to find the two gods.

Their life was also very leisurely. Wendy was leaning against the wall and playing the piano, while Zhongli was studying some strange leaves of Xumi.

Ziling sat in front of Wendy and cheered seriously.

At this moment, there was a knock on the door, and Wendy stopped playing. Seeing that Zhongli probably didn't want to ask, she had no choice but to open the door by herself.

The person standing at the door now was Wadiye. He looked at the three people in the room with a troubled face: "Well, our village chief wants to see you."

"Village chief! I'm the best at dealing with the village chief. I'll go." Wendy said as she excitedly wanted to walk outside.

"Wait a minute," Vadier stopped, "we need to meet all four."

So, the four of them sat neatly in the living room, with Wendy, Zhongli and Ziling looking serious, and the village chief also sitting opposite them seriously.

It was like some serious meeting at this moment.

Of course, except for Sliwen, who was still studying the wedding dress with his head down at the moment, I have to say that after finding something for him to do, he became much quieter.

"Well, because the whole village must participate in the sacrifice day, although you are outsiders, in order not to cause unnecessary trouble, please follow the requirements of our village. Please write your name." The village chief. As he spoke, he took out four wooden boards from his pocket and handed them to them.

"But, we each have our own gods that we believe in. This..." Wendy looked at the wooden board in front of her in embarrassment.

"Just do it for a show, please."

The village chief lowered his head sincerely, as if this was a matter of life and death.

"But... this is disrespectful to the gods we believe in." Wendy continued helplessly.

"There is no need to be pious, just write a name. Otherwise, it would be bad if an outsider angers the snake god." The village chief emphasized with a frown.

Seeing that the three of them were still hesitating and one of them was still looking away, the village chief quickly changed his posture and wanted to kneel down to them.

"No, no, no!" Wendy and Ziling quickly stopped.

At this time, Zhongli immediately wrote "Zhongli" on the wooden board, handed it to the village chief, and asked calmly: "It's done. Can I just use the word Liyue?"

Wendy looked at Zhongli in shock. He was bargaining here because he was afraid that the old man who was used to being an emperor would lose face.

Otherwise, if it's just him, write "Wendy" immediately and continue to mess around.

Anyway, what Wendy, the singer, does, has nothing to do with Barbatos.

Unexpectedly, this old man was more straightforward than he thought, and he was indeed the one who organized his own funeral.

"Write, write, write! Write now!"

Wendy also immediately wrote "Wendy" on the board, and Ziling wrote "Wangyou".

At their urging, Sliwen wanted to write his own name, but found that none of them had written their real names, so with a stroke of his pen, he wrote "The God of Soul-Destroying Ice".

They all thought that it would be impossible to be so good, but the village chief took away the wooden sign with a smile and thanked him repeatedly, as if the four of them had saved his family.

After the village chief left, everyone returned to calm.

"It seems that this snake god is not a good thing." Wendy murmured.

Otherwise, the dignified village chief would not be frightened like this.

Perhaps he heard what Wendy said, Wadiye came out and poured juice for them, and said with a wry smile: "The village chief is not afraid of the snake god, but the priest in this village."

"priest?"