Genshin Impact: Teyvat Travel Guide

The two people who found nothing stayed in the village for the time being.

The village chief originally wanted to arrange two rooms for them, but Shiyin refused directly: "No, we can live together."

After the village chief was shocked, he looked at the red-faced golden-eyed immortal next to him and suddenly understood.

He quickly packed up a room, and then said with a bit of embarrassment, "The room is a bit shabby, I hope you don't mind."

Mandrill shook his head: "It doesn't matter."

He is not a delicate being, and has lived in environments that are a hundred times more difficult than now. It doesn't matter where he lives.

Shiyin didn't care, she had very low materialistic desires, as long as she was with Mandrill.

Went upstairs, entered the room, and roughly walked around the layout.

A bed, a set of tables and chairs, and some other arrangements.

Shiyin sat on the chair, holding his head slightly.

Mandrill also sat down together, and Shiyin asked, "Have you ever dealt with anything like this before?"

"Very few," Mandrill said, "There are almost no monsters with such a mind."

But it was the first time he saw one that left no trace or breath.

It's so weird, so eerie.

"I have asked the village chief to pay attention to whether there are any children in the village who have such hallucinations. Maybe the results will come after a while." Shiyin said softly, then lay down on the table and yawned tiredly.

Mandrill was silent and said, "Go to bed and rest."

"how about you?"

"I'm keeping watch."

But it was a vigil, but in fact they all knew that he just didn't want to lie on the same bed with her.

Although he had to try to accept this relationship because of his previous understanding of "two-way choice", this was still a bit too fast for the Yaksha Immortal who had been single for thousands of years.

Jiyin said with regret: "Are you sure?"

"determine."

"Then you have to show your determination, right?"

What's the need--!

Seeing Shiyin staring straight at him, Mandrill suddenly understood.

"Then I'll go out."

As soon as he stood up, his arm was pulled.

"No." A tired voice came from beside him, "I think it's okay to sleep with me, isn't it?"

"Come on, come on, maybe you can have a wonderful dream when you fall asleep?"

Mandrill thought to himself that he probably couldn't forcefully say anything to refuse her.

After a while.

——This was the first time he lay on the same bed with Shiyin with a clear mind.

Even the hair of Yaksha Sage, a man with a flexible body, is stiff.

He listened to the shallow breathing beside his ear, which floated gently on his skin like feathers with an unspeakable itchiness. The thoughts in his mind were surging, and he was thinking about a lot of random things.

Mandrill had a hard time imagining how he would fall asleep.

But the fact is that not only did he fall asleep, but he also didn't know if he was thinking about it. At night when the Yaksha Immortal was plagued by nightmares every day, he actually had a peaceful dream, uncharacteristically.

——It was a pure white snowfield.

The crystal ice flowers fall from the sky, like butterflies with broken wings, with breathtaking beauty.

There are no noisy nightmares, no dead friends, this is just a peaceful world. In the snowfield, it seems that time has stopped, silent, desolate, and beautiful.

He entered a mysterious and mysterious state, his heart seemed to be grabbed by something, and he felt depressed for a while.

"This is..." He looked around blankly, a familiar feeling coming over him, but he had no impression of it. Until he turned around, his pupils shrank suddenly, and his whole person suddenly froze.

——He saw a person.

For some reason, her body seemed a little smaller than what she saw now, and she looked like a child... She just lay there in the snow, her gray eyes slightly closed, and her equally dull hair falling randomly behind her. , leaving a mark that seems to be dragging death along.

Mandrill walked to her side.

"...recognize...sound?"

He stretched out his hand, but she didn't respond at all.

It seems...it seems that he has lost his breath.

The snowfield turned into a pure white cemetery.

*

"Are you awake?" Shiyin's voice sounded slowly in his ears, with a strange smile, "You seem to have rarely slept for such a long time."

The bright golden eyes opened, and what they saw was a familiar room layout. Sitting at the table not far away was also an extremely familiar person.

She was as alive as ever, completely different from what she had seen in her dreams.

Looking out the window again, the sky is now bright, and the dazzling red glow of the morning sun comes into view.

Mandrill never thought that he would have such a dream. He probably heard too many descriptions of snowfields yesterday, so he dreamed of a snowfield. Some children can see a person with an unclear face in the snowfield, so he Dreaming about recognizing sounds. The missing ones are all children, so the recognition sound in the dream is the size of the child.

Mandrill sighed slightly.

Shiyin asked: "What's wrong?"

Mandrill tilted his head: "I had a dream."

She was about to continue asking when there was a sudden knock on the door.

The village chief's voice sounded in horror: "Shangxian, my little daughter also saw... saw the snowy field!"

The two looked at each other quickly.

Mandrill opened the door and said in a slightly cold tone: "I understand."

The village elder has a daughter. The youngest daughter is not very old, almost six years old. At this moment, she was still playing with the rattle in the yard, smiling silly when she saw the guests. The village chief walked over worriedly and hugged his little daughter, and said to Mandrill with a pleading look on his face: "Is there any way I can save Xiaoman... I don't want to lose her."

Xiaoman, the youngest daughter hugged by the village chief, tilted her head and asked, "Dad, what are you talking about?"

The village chief said to Xiaoman: "Quick, tell Shangxian what you saw this morning!"

"Did you see it this morning?" Xiaoman's eyes lit up, "I saw a piece of snow! It's so beautiful...just...just..."

"What is it?" He was very proficient in recognizing sounds. "If you are willing to tell us, I will give you a lot of candies later."

"That's right, I saw a person..."

Seeing a person is no different from other people's reports.

"Then... that person kept crying." Xiaoman shrank, "He was so sad. I, I also felt... I..."

Thinking of the intense pain, the young child quickly got away from the excitement of seeing the snowfield, and then began to shed tears. The mood changed extremely quickly before and after, it was almost as if the mood was forcibly affected.

While crying, she seemed to remember something again. She quickly wiped her tears and said, "The time is coming."

As soon as these words came out.

Everyone present seemed to realize something.

Mandrill's expression changed slightly, and he took out the Puyuan in an instant, but before he could make any move, his pupils suddenly shrank.

This is……

The gentle breeze from the mountains blew into the village chief's yard, carrying the fallen leaves of autumn, and slowly blew them to Xiao Man's feet, and then suddenly enveloped the six-year-old child. In just a blink of an eye, she disappeared in the wind.

The village chief's face changed greatly: "Xiao Man! Xiao Man! Shangxian... Shangxian, I beg you, please save my Xiaoman... she is still so young..."

The young immortal's hand holding He Puyuan trembled slightly.

Shiyin was keenly aware that something was wrong. She relied on her remaining professionalism from working in Shiluting to appease the village chief, and then took Mandrill to a remote corner.

Yaksha Immortal remained silent throughout the whole process, only his slightly trembling pupils revealed the unrest in his heart.

Shiyin asked: "Mr., what's wrong with you?"

"That's..." he said in a difficult tone, "that's...my power."

During the initial investigation, Mandrill found no trace of the monster at all, because it was his own power.

But why?