Genshin Impact: Tenri and His Eight Perfect Dragons

"Hey, it's... it's really strange. Where did everyone... go today."

As usual, Morodo opened the door of the house and slowly moved a table to the big tree next to the house.

Place the unsold wood carvings that you have carved on your table one by one.

"..one...two...two...three..."

"Today...where did everyone go today..."

"Okay... okay, it's such a bright day. Today..., it's... not dark anymore."

"Selling wood carvings...wood carvings...eh?"

"Today...where did everyone...go today..."

Morodo hawked his wood carvings.

......

Villette stared at the target silently from a distance as he walked out of the house.

The "man" in front of me opened the door and set up a table to sell wood carvings. His behavior was very strange, as if he was living in a world of his own.

"Why does he keep repeating the exact same words?"

Villette murmured.

"There is no breath of the abyss, no elemental power..."

"Even, no life?"

This is a very remote corner, not on the main road. The surrounding houses are all idle and dusty, but this house has traces of use.

"And the so-called wood carvings he sells are just a few sections of wood roots picked up from nowhere."

"And when all the Sumeru people saw the shadow of the World Tree converging towards the Jingshan Palace, he didn't have any other reaction."

The man in front of him gave Villette a very strange feeling. His action pattern was very similar to that of Fontaine's patrolling mechanical guards, but he was indeed made of flesh and blood.

"It seems that he doesn't have the ability to think independently. I don't know if he can still be called a human..."

Knowing that there was another target in the room, Villette did not dare to alert the enemy, so he found a corner and directly called Wang Ling from a distance.

......

White light flashed, and Wang Ling appeared behind Navilette.

"What's going on now, Villette."

Navilette told Wang Ling everything he saw.

Moreover, in Navilette's perception, the "person" in front of him had abnormal blood flow in his body.

"Is the blood flowing abnormally?"

Wang Ling pondered, his vitality authority could sense the target's vital signs and vitality status.

The man in front of him had extremely thin vitality and was filled with strong death energy.

The spots on his skin are clearly corpse spots caused by poor blood circulation.

Why can a dead person still move and even set up a stall to sell things?

"Villette, please stay here and don't let ordinary people come over. The target of our trip may be another target detected."

"His strength is not ordinary. I'll go over and take a look. Please pay attention to see if anyone escapes from other parts of this room later."

"Okay, Lord Wang Ling, be more careful."

Villette called out his cane and knocked it on the ground.

Hundreds of meters in radius are separated by the invisible water element. At the same time, they also restrain their aura and are ready for battle at any time.

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"Boss, how do you sell wood carvings?"

The royal tomb dressed as a Sumeru man came to Morodo.

The latter slowly raised his head and looked at the man in front of him, his eyes dull and slightly confused.

"Wood...wood carving..."

"Mu...one...thousand...mola...one...one..."

"Here, I want them all."

Wang Ling placed a bag of mola on the table and observed the reaction of the man in front of him.

"All... can... be... discounted."

"Moura doesn't need any change. Do you have any more wood carvings? I want them all too."

Looking at the man's empty pupils, Wang Ling said again: "Boss, what's your name?"

Wang Ling has the power of judgment, and this power can not only pull the other party into his own judgment field, but also feel the target's malice and goodwill toward him.

Wang Ling felt no malice in the man in front of him, and even felt a trace of kindness. Apart from his dull demeanor and mechanical movements, the man in front of him seemed to be an ordinary working people of Sumeru.

"There are many... I'll go get them."

"I...I...Moro...more."

......

Morodo's perspective.

"It's a nice day today, but where is everyone on the street?"

Morodo hummed happily and neatly arranged the wooden table.

"One, two, three, four."

Looking at the masterpiece that he had stayed up all night to carve in front of him, it was true that he was one step closer to the title of the strongest sculptor in Sumeru.

"Selling wood carvings! Selling wood carvings! There are silly beasts of burden, crown-of-thorns crocodiles, and colorful birds!!"

The children who usually run on the street don’t know where they are today.

But sunny weather always puts people in a good mood.

Morodo continued to sell his work.

"Huh? Are there guests?"

"Boss, how do you sell wood carvings?"

"Aha, my guest, you are really discerning. Our wood carvings only cost one thousand molas, buy two and get one free. If you still want a wood carving with tiger sideburns, you can make an order with me and we will make it for you tomorrow!"

“You can’t find such good deals on our wood carvings anywhere you go.”

Morodo explained confidently.

"I want them all. Do you have more wood carvings? What's your name?"

"Wow!"

Morodo was shocked by the generosity of the man in front of him, and quickly replied: "Yes, yes, I will get it for you."

"My name is Morodo, Morodo's Mo, Morodo's Rodo!"

"You are really discerning. Come with me and I will get it for you."

Morodo hummed a little tune and led Wang Ling towards his warm little home, which was also his talented studio.

Today is a great day too.

......

"Morodo?"

Wang Ling looked at the staggering man in front of him, his eyes dull.

His limbs were very stiff and he walked very slowly, with Wang Ling slowly following behind him.

The power of the dream can only lock the target at the moment of release, but he and Navilette rushed there immediately, and the other target that cannot be selected should be in the house.

The house in front of me must not have been cleaned for a long time. Only the door showed signs of new entry and exit, and the windows were dusty. It didn't look like it could be inhabited.

The royal mausoleum at this moment was dressed like an ordinary Xumi person, and bursts of white light were flowing under the robes.

I saw Morodo slowly walking up the steps in front of the door, turning back and waiting for Wang Ling to follow.

"Please... please... come with me."

"Ah."

Wang Ling came to the door and stood next to Morodo.

squeak----

The old wooden door made a noise, like a strange wail.

Behind the door, a man wearing academic robes from the Order Academy sat at the desk.

The man closed the book and said without looking back: "Morodo, how can you bring people into the house casually?"

"Wood... carving... buy..."

"Oh?"

The man sneered.

"Then you should entertain the guests well."

The scholar man snapped his fingers.

Wang Ling's pupils shrank.

A huge and hot energy wave came from Morodo's heart.

boom----------! ! ! !

Wang Ling's figure was drowned by the explosion of fire.

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