Genshin Impact: The wind blowing back to the starting point

Wendy has stolen a lot of things in this life and in her previous life.

Such as wine, such as the piano in the sky, such as the prince in Xuefeng Town and the lonely mountain in Wangyou Village.

It can be said that this is an extremely ordinary thing for him.

And his partners also changed one after another, such as Traveler, Siswan, Ziling...

This is normal, after all, there is no such thing as a banquet that lasts forever.

But what was unusual was that the guy who came with him to steal the book at this moment was actually Namorax.

This is Morax! The famous God of Contract!

When she thought of this, Wendy covered her mouth for fear of laughing out loud.

However, although he could hold back his laughter, he still couldn't help but tremble all over his body, so much so that he held the door lock in his hand and shook it for a long time without opening the lock.

"Barbatos, the level has dropped." Zhongli stood behind him and said in a low voice.

It was okay if he didn't say this, but as soon as he said it, Wendy became even more unbearable.

If he hadn't lived a long life, he wouldn't have been able to see such a spectacle. The wind god picked the lock and the rock god stood guard. If this was told to future generations, no one would believe it at all.

"Barbatos, you were very quick when you stole wine. What happened today?" Zhongli asked.

Although it is a question, it is actually a strange question.

"How about you come?" Wendy asked him in a low voice.

Zhongli pursed his lips, held his chin, and looked at the door lock seriously: "Are you sure I'll come?"

Hearing this, Wendy swallowed her saliva, forget it.

With Mr. Zhong's temper, he would feel that picking locks was unbecoming of a gentleman, so he would adopt some fair and aboveboard methods.

For example, kick it away.

Why is kicking the door open an aboveboard way? Because he kicked it away openly, everyone around him would see it the moment he kicked it away, and he would also lose money later.

But it would be one less trouble, so Wendy continued to pick the lock seriously.

In order to prevent Uncle Zhong from actually kicking the door, Wendy suppressed the smile in her heart and quickly picked the lock.

They didn't know where the high priest's home was, so they could only make a bold guess that the house that the man in black who watched them entered during the day was the high priest's residence or office.

But after opening the door, what came into view was not the living room or the office, but a stone statue of a snake.

That stone statue was simply an enlarged version of the snake statue that Wendy and the others saw in the grass.

The snake stood upright, gazing proudly at everything around it. It was carved so lifelike, as if it would spit out the snake in the next second, open its bloody mouth, and swallow the two of them into its belly.

There was a room behind the stone statue. Wendy and Zhongli closed the door and walked over quickly.

I thought I would see something extraordinary, but the room behind the stone statue only contained some sacrificial items.

Neither of them was very familiar with Sumeru or the rainforest, so they couldn't see the use of this thing.

But what caught their attention even more was that there was another door in the room.

The door was locked and looked very important.

So Wendy immediately took out his props and pried the door open.

After walking in, I saw a room full of books and a lonely desk.

Judging from the appearance of these books, many of them are quite old.

There was a thick village chronicle on the desk, and Zhongli immediately went over to check it out.

Wendy held up the element lamp and observed the books on the shelves.

"Old man, what did you find?" Wendy asked while observing.

"Well, the history of the village is indeed very long, almost six hundred years ago, but starting from nearly four hundred years ago, the village has a sacrifice day every year, and one person will die on the sacrifice day, but a hundred years ago, the sacrifice day The sacrifice of the sun was interrupted once, and the messenger who brought the sacrifice survived that time, for some unknown reason."

Wendy seemed to hear some key words from four hundred years ago.

When they were in Mondstadt, the books they saw by Corrick were also written four hundred years ago, and the birth of the sewage monster was also four hundred years ago.

Another four hundred years appeared here, which made Wendy couldn't help but want to connect these things.

But whether this is indeed the case remains to be seen later.

"What about the snake god? Is there anything about the snake god?" Wendy asked.

Zhongli continued to look through it, then shook his head: "I didn't mention it. Most of what was recorded in the village chronicles were some important events in the village. Those legends and the like have not been seen."

From this point of view, either the legend of the snake god was passed down orally, or it was recorded elsewhere.

So Wendy continued to look at the dates of these books.

It is worth mentioning that the ages of these books are uneven, and the time span is very large. It may be seventy or eighty years between the last one and the next one.

The closest thing to now is a book called "Different Flowers Bloom from the Heart", which was written by a man named Su Geman four years ago.

Speaking of which, the cover of this book is very distinctive, with hand-painted flowers, which fits the title very well.

Just when Wendy was about to take it off the bookshelf and take a look, she suddenly heard the sound of someone approaching from the wind.

Wendy was startled and immediately reminded Zhongli and put away the elemental lamp in her hand.

After Zhongli put Cun Zhi back in place, the two immediately evacuated the house and locked the two doors.

They turned around and walked back, but happened to meet the high priest in black robes.

When he saw them, the high priest stopped and raised the lamp in his hand to shine on the two people in front of him.

"Are you the new ones?" the high priest asked coldly. His tone was even colder than Sliwen's ice.

"It's indeed us." Wendy said with a smile.

"It's so late, what are you doing out here?"

As the high priest spoke, he glanced at the way they came, seeming to be thinking about something.

Wendy still remained calm, with a little sadness in her eyes: "I feel homesick. This strange place keeps us awake. We can only go out for a walk together. This...sir, do you want to join us?"

When she said the last sentence, Wendy raised a smile, as if she was really sincerely inviting.

But the high priest still had a cold look. After sizing the two of them up in silence, he got out of the way, said "Get some rest early" and left.

Wendy also breathed a sigh of relief and quickly took Zhongli back to Wadiye's house.

As he walked upstairs, he happened to see Wadier standing alone in front of the guardrail outside the house, looking up at the moon.

Noticing their return, Wadiye was visibly startled, and then forced a smile: "Why are you still out so late?"

"Oh! We were just going for a walk. How did you..." Wendy spoke skillfully.

Wadiye smiled bitterly and continued to look up at the sky.

Seeing this, Wendy thought for a while and whispered a few words in Zhongli's ear. Zhongli said "rest first" and returned to the house first.

After Zhongli left, Wendy put a gentle smile on her face and said to Vadier: "Let's talk. I may not be able to help you with anything, but the surrounding wind may be able to guide you."