Soon, they also reached the end of the stairs.

At the end of the stairs, there is a torii gate, and behind the torii gate is the shrine.

The moment she looked at the shrine, Wendy was in a daze for a moment.

The stone fox statue next to the torii, the structure of the shrine, everything was exactly the same as in the dream that Thunder Crystal Butterfly weaved for him.

But this place is exceptionally clean and tidy, not at all as deserted as in the dream.

At this moment, Wendy stood under the torii gate and stared blankly, unable to help observing every detail.

"What's wrong?" Zhongli, who was carrying Ziling, came up and stood beside Wendy and asked quietly, "Is it the same as in your dream?"

"That's right," Wendy still looked around, "but there are also different places. The place in my dream was more desolate and dilapidated than here. The ground was covered with dead leaves and weeds. It was not what it is now."

"Tell me, what time will it be here?" After listening to Wendy's words, Zhongli also asked.

Seeing that there was a flat road ahead, Zhongli put Ziling down and kindly used rock elements to condense a crutch for him.

Seeing that she couldn't get a word in, Ziling walked slowly into the shrine on crutches.

After listening to Zhongli's words, Wendy also started thinking seriously.

Yes, time is a very important factor.

If it was the past or the future, there must be some kind of medium on the way that allowed them to travel through it again.

But if it coincides with the time they left Narukami Island, then this can only be another space.

Thinking so, Wendy raised her hand to feel the flowing wind here.

After the sun came out and the thick fog cleared, the wind on the island began to blow. As the god of wind, Wendy could also hear the busy sounds of people on the island through the wind.

"Let me try and see if I can hear Mond's movement. Maybe I can tell whether it is in the past or present."

After speaking, Wendy closed her eyes and listened quietly.

It is known that the incident on the island occurred two hundred years ago, when Mondstadt was still covered in ice and snow.

If what Wendy heard was the sound of ice and snow and strong wind blowing, then they had gone back in time.

But whether it is the future or the present, you need to listen carefully to the details.

However, just like Zhongli chose not to hold Ziling, carry Ziling, or support Ziling, Wendy also failed to hear any message from the wind that he had imagined.

On the contrary, except for the movement on the island, he could not hear any news from outside.

"Is it space?" Wendy opened her eyes and looked at Zhongli in surprise.

"It could also be a barrier." Zhongli sighed helplessly.

As for whether it was space or a barrier, they had no way of verifying it at the moment.

Moreover, Thunder Crystal Butterfly had no intention of waking up.

When the two of them were thinking about finding an experiment method, or whether they should try to fly around the edge, the man walked over quickly, with some reproach in his tone: "You two! Hurry up! We are still very busy today. !”

Hearing this, Wendy and Zhongli looked at each other helplessly.

It seems that I can only help and investigate at the same time.

So, the two could only move rice under the leadership of the man.

The Thunder Crystal Butterfly was temporarily placed in Ziling's Qiankun Bag and kept by Wendy.

Speaking of which, their division of labor is very interesting, because they have to move rice and bag it. According to the original plan, three men would move it and two girls would bag it.

But Ziling became a disabled person, so the task of bagging could only be left to him and Hu Zhaigong, Wendy, Zhongli, and Yuyu Qiandai to do manual labor.

Then, when Wendy saw Gogo Chiyo with a gentle and lovely face, but carrying a bag of rice in one hand, Wendy's brain disconnected.

"Oh, don't look at me like that, I'm so embarrassed." Gogochiyo said to Wendy with an embarrassed smile.

Wendy swallowed and then silently gave a thumbs up.

In addition to the rice that is distributed to the villagers during the festival, many of these rice are also offered as offerings by the villagers, so there is a lot of them.

But fortunately, with two gods and one ghost running back and forth, they managed to finish the move at noon.

This was also a rare physical activity that Wendy did not have the wind to assist her.

Even though there was only rice balls for lunch, he ate it very deliciously.

In the afternoon, everyone sat together and put rice into lucky bags.

Perhaps because she was too tired in the morning, Wendy turned on the fishing mode again in the afternoon.

When he opened the lucky bag he had prepared in advance, the rice seemed to be alive, and it flew in by itself without Wendy having to do anything.

Wendy's only job is to open and tighten the lucky bags.

Of course, he is not the only one, everyone also fishes when they can, and in order to catch fish, they all show their special abilities.

All of a sudden, this place turned from a studio to a martial arts competition.

Finally, everyone quickly completed their work, and it was evening.

The ceremony had not yet begun, and the five people were wandering around on the street below the shrine.

I have to say that there were so many delicious food at the festival. For Ziling, it was as if he had arrived in his own paradise.

As soon as he got to the street, he used a crutch and held a pile of food, and pulled Wendy to eat and drink seriously.

Zhongli followed them and observed the surroundings, thinking about something while observing.

On the other hand, Gogochiyo and Kosainomiya are keen on various games, especially fishing for goldfish with paper nets.

Unknowingly, night has fallen quietly.

At night, I saw foxes running out from behind the torii gate. Each fox had a bag of rice in its mouth, and then came to people and gave it to them.

After receiving the rice, people would put their hands together and bow to the fox, and give a piece of fried tofu to the fox who came to deliver the rice.

When the foxes return to the mountain, people will bow to the mountain one after another and express their gratitude to the gods.

Everything was so ordinary, so ordinary that Wendy and the others temporarily forgot about their doubts during the day, and just wanted to enjoy the atmosphere of the festival with peace of mind at this moment.

At this time, Wendy was haggling with a wine vendor, and Ziling was leaning on a crutch to cheer up Gogochiyo and Kozaigong.

Zhongli was left standing behind Wendy and watching silently.

I saw that Wendy had already resorted to cute tricks for the sake of wine, but the vendor still refused to give him a taste.

Wendy could only turn her head and look at Zhongli with an innocent face: "Can I change it into a few molas to use?"

Zhongli looked helpless and was about to refuse when he saw fog suddenly rising not far away, and the fog was spreading towards them.

Wherever the mist passed, everything was covered up, as if it had been eaten, and there was no trace at all.

Wendy also noticed this situation, but what made him feel something was wrong was that no one here seemed to be able to see the fog.

For a moment, an ominous premonition arose in Wendy's heart. He stopped worrying about wine and quickly called Zhongli and ran away.

However, the fog was coming fiercely and very fast, and it would cover them up in a short while.

Wendy quickly turned around and tried to erect a wind wall to block the fog, but before the wind wall was erected, the fog suddenly accelerated and swallowed them up.

For a moment, everything around him became blurry and nothing could be seen clearly.

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