Genshin Impact: The wind blowing back to the starting point

"Old man, are you stealing books?" Wendy asked Zhongli while lying on the ground looking at the ceiling.

It was already dark now, it was very quiet outside, and Wadiye and Anika had already returned to the room.

Zhongli lay aside and rested with his eyes closed, but he was not asleep yet. After listening to Wendy's question, he replied calmly: "You go to sleep first."

"Huh? Why?"

Zhong Li opened his eyes, his golden pupils showing calmness: "Right now, I'm more concerned about whether you have nightmares than stealing books."

Wendy pouted, then turned sideways and closed her eyes, as if she was getting ready to sleep: "Then I'm going to sleep. If I have another nightmare and want to murder you, remember to wake me up, but please be gentle."

After saying that, Wendy began to prepare for sleep.

But it was obviously not his time to sleep. He tossed and turned in bed, but still couldn't fall asleep. The small theater in his mind was playing one after another, but he didn't feel sleepy at all, and he was even very awake.

"Ah! I can't sleep!" Wendy lost her patience and kicked up her legs on the floor in anger.

Zhong Li turned his head and looked at his irritable look, and couldn't help but laugh: "Then don't force it."

"I'm going for a walk. Maybe I'll sleep when I'm tired." After saying that, Wendy stood up from the floor and left the room.

Zhongli closed his eyes and was about to continue resting when he suddenly remembered Wendy's words.

What does it mean to fall asleep when you are tired from walking?

Did you sleep on the spot when you were tired from walking?

In the end, in order to prevent this guy from really getting tired and falling asleep on the spot, Zhongli got up again and followed him out.

Thinking about it this way, I really have a body of more than 3,000 years old and a heart of 6,000 years old.

If this was the original Morax, then as long as Barbatos didn't die, it would be none of his business to hang on a tree branch and sleep outside.

Now that I am really getting older, I am becoming more and more nosy.

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Wendy opened the door and came out, walked to the guardrail of the door, looked at the lights and stretched lazily.

If it wasn't so weird here, Wendy would think that these lights are dazzling and it would be a nice sight.

It's a pity that this lamp is in the shape of a snake, and after experiencing this series of things, it is destined that he will not have a good impression of it.

However, it won't be as repulsive as the night before.

Feeling the door behind her open again, Wendy turned around and saw Zhongli walking out.

Zhongli was originally looking at him, but after he came out, his eyes couldn't help but shift from himself to the lamps.

When the light was first turned on, he was still sleeping and did not see such a scene.

When I saw him now, I was doubly shocked by his appearance.

"What are you like, old man?" Wendy asked Zhongli with a smile.

Zhongli thought silently, and after a long time replied: "It's like snakes burning on fire."

"Ok?"

This is indeed a different point of view.

At first, Wendy just noticed that it looked like a snake, but it was burning. Wendy really didn't think about it.

"What a good idea, old man!" Wendy gave him a thumbs up, then turned her head and looked at the snake-shaped lamp.

"Tell me, if it is a snake burned by fire, did it burn by itself or by someone else?" Wendy asked again.

Zhongli remained silent. After all, he was not a snake, and he didn't know what it was.

Seeing that Zhongli didn't answer, Wendy stopped asking.

At this moment, Wendy was lying on the railing, looking at the snake-shaped lamp. She suddenly had inspiration, held her head and recited casually: "It burns in the fire, it murmurs;

It brings light and warmth to dispel the darkness;

It walks towards the altar under people's gaze;

But he used inaudible words to pronounce cruel judgment. "

After listening to the four lines of poetry that Wendy read casually, Zhongli also clapped his hands: "As expected of a romantic poet, he can clearly describe the snake god we know in just a few sentences."

"That's right, I am the most romantic bard." Listening to Zhongli's compliment, Wendy raised her confident face.

Just thinking of Anika and Wadiye, his smile froze on his face again.

"What kind of job do you think this messenger of sacrifices does?" Wendy stood up straight and turned around to look at Zhongli.

"I don't know what it is specifically. I just know that it is an errand that is doomed to death."

Wendy breathed a sigh of relief.

This sacrificial day is for the snake god, so the so-called sacrificial messenger will probably be sacrificed to the snake god in the end.

If that's true, it's really cruel.

Just as Wendy was thinking, she suddenly heard someone shouting for a long time under the tree.

The shout seemed to be singing, but it also seemed to be chanting, as if it was coming to wake up something.

And what this man said was not the common language of Teyvat, so Wendy and Zhongli couldn't understand what he was talking about.

They both held on to the guardrail and looked down, only to see a man wearing a black robe. To Wendy, that figure seemed to be the one who quietly stared at them during the day.

At this moment, his voice stopped suddenly, and he turned to look up at these giant trees.

At the same time, uniform prayers rang out in the village.

Zhongli suddenly realized that it was time for them to pray.

Well, this has nothing to do with the four of them. It would be better to go back to the house and hide at this time.

"Let's go Barbatos. If you can't sleep, I'll sit with you for a while when you go back." Zhongli said to Wendy while still staring at the man in black robe.

However, Wendy never answered him.

He turned around and saw that the God of Wind was lying directly on the ground and fell asleep.

Looking at his sleeping appearance, Zhongli shook his head helplessly. He didn't know when this man had developed the ability to fall asleep in seconds, but he was indeed very powerful.

After taking him back to the room and covering him with a quilt, Zhongli also lay back, closing his eyes and preparing to rest.

He lay on the floor for a long time, because he was repelled by snake gods, high priests and so on. At this moment, he only felt that the prayers outside were neat but noisy, making it difficult for him to sleep.

He didn't know how long he listened, but he suddenly realized that something was wrong.

At this time, Zhongli immediately sat up and looked at Wendy sleeping next to him, lost in thought.

This guy obviously goes to bed late and gets up late all the time. He has gone to bed extra early since yesterday, and he always gets sleepy after hearing the call to prayer.

And he was outside today. One second he was in a good mood and composing poems, and the next second he fell asleep without any warning. It was really strange.

Remembering that Wendy told him that Shiliwen and Ziling had similar dreams, Zhongli quickly came outside their room and knocked on the door.

However, the two people inside didn't react at all. Just like when he brought Wendy back, Wendy seemed to be unconscious.

This time, Zhongli became more convinced that there was something wrong and quickly returned to the house.

Just as he opened the door, the prayers outside stopped again. At this moment, Zhongli held his breath, closed the door, walked in gently, and sat next to the wall.

He leaned against the wall, his golden eyes staring at Wendy who was sleeping soundly, waiting quietly.