Genshin Impact: This person is mentally ill

After leaving Mondstadt, Hu Yang returned to his hometown - Liyue Port

Before he entered the range of Liyue, he took off the mask on his face.

"The longer I wear the mask, the more it affects my personality. It's really troublesome. I feel like I've turned into a playful child."

Putting away the childlike mask, Hu Yang took out the smiling mask.

The childlike mask will make him become as playful as a child. Now Zhongli can't let Zhongli know that he is back.

Use the power of the smile mask to stabilize your soul, so that even ordinary people can see the soul. Except that there is no temperature, blood vessels, organs, etc., he looks no different from a human in appearance.

But the soul body is still the soul body after all.

Hu Yang then performed a plastic surgery on his soul, turning his face into the image of a middle-aged ronin with a beard on his face.

His clothes were also changed into a shabby beggar's outfit, and an old jagged knife was slung at his waist.

After putting on the disguise, he walked into Liyue's territory.

……

Wangshu Inn

Populus euphratica, disguised as a ronin, got off the merchant's motorcade.

"Mr. Maple Leaf, the caravan will set off at seven o'clock tomorrow morning."

"Thank you!"

"Haha, Mr. Maple Leaf is too polite. I still rely on Mr. Maple Leaf to protect my caravan."

The businessman in front of him was befriended by Hu Yang in the wild. At that time, the businessman was being attacked by Qiuqiu people, so he "conveniently" helped him.

When the other party heard that he was coming to Wangshu Inn, he invited him to go with him.

Populus euphratica found a weedy place to lie down and rest next to the entrance of Wangshu Inn.

He is now in a soul body and does not need to rest at all. He just closes his eyes and pretends to rest.

The sun rises on the second day

Populus euphratica continued to set off in the caravan carriage.

On the way, the caravan boss greeted him again and asked him why he didn't sleep in Wangshu Inn. If he didn't have money, he could help him or something.

Hu Yang kept chatting with each other.

As we get closer to Liyue Port, there are more people everywhere.

Many people camped on both sides of the road.

When Hu Yang was wondering, the enthusiastic caravan boss on the side said: "Liyue Port was attacked by the God of Joy some time ago. Liyue Port suffered heavy losses. Those invaders who died in Liyue Port left behind a Many people in Liyue Port have chosen to leave."

Hu Yang knew what the virus the caravan boss was talking about was the virus carried by the corpses, as well as the remnants of the power of the dead domain.

"Then boss, why do you want to go back to Liyue Port?"

"Isn't this sending supplies to Liyue Port, and picking up my family members by the way? Oh, my ancestors have been in Liyue Port for generations, and I really can't bear to leave so suddenly."

Because there are more and more people encountered on the road, these people are all coming from Liyue Port.

There were so many passers-by that the carriage could only slow down.

The caravan arrived at Liyue Port at around one o'clock in the afternoon.

"Boss Ma, I'll take my leave."

"Mr. Maple Leaf, don't stay in Liyue Port for too long. This place is different from before, alas~"

"Thank you for reminding."

Populus euphratica stepped onto the plank bridge, but the Qianyan Army who was supposed to be guarding the bridge disappeared at this time.

Walking across the wooden bridge that goes back and forth, you will see the streets of Liyue Port in front of you.

As before, there were many pedestrians on the streets of Liyue Port, but these pedestrians were not shopping, but fleeing from Liyue Port.

Hu Yang came to Wanmin Hall silently.

Manmin Hall is still open for business, but there is no one inside.

He stepped forward, took out 100 moras and put it on the table: "Boss, look at how many pancakes these moras can buy."

Master Mao saw that Hu Yang's clothes were shabby, his hair was messy, and his face was a little dirty, so he said, "Ten mola is a piece of bread. Guest, wait a moment."

After just five minutes of waiting, Master Mao brought out ten dough pancakes with some minced meat sandwiched in them.

Apparently, the price of these loaves was well beyond a hundred molas.

Hu Yang touched his pocket and took out an Eye of God from it: "Boss, you are kind-hearted. I'll give this to you. I picked it up on the road. I don't know if it's true or not. I don't know if it's worth these cakes."

"No, no, no, a hundred moras is enough."

"Boss, just accept it. Maybe this thing is just a toy. I can make a lot of money by exchanging it for ten meat pies."

Hu Yang put the Eye of God on the table, picked up the meat pie and turned to leave.

After leaving Wanmin Hall, he continued walking along the street.

He didn't stop until he reached a high bridge.

Hu Yang sat down against the pillar beside the bridge, took out the meat pie and slowly tasted the meat pie which had no taste at all.

In the soul body, not being able to eat delicious food is the most uncomfortable thing for Hu Yangjue.

His greatest happiness besides playing is eating.

Today, he has one less thing to enjoy.

Chewing the meat pie, Populus euphratica looked towards the Death Hall in the distance.

White cloth strips were hung on the door of the Hall of Purity, and wreaths were placed in front of the door.

The figures of ferrymen came and went in the open lobby, which looked very busy.

Seeing this, Hu Yang smiled and thought to himself, "I wonder if that girl Hutao will prepare a coffin for Hu Yang."

Populus euphratica's identity is dead, and now only the god of joy remains.

After finishing one piece of meat pie, he stood up and followed the crowd to Bubu Lu.

The steps in front of Bubu House were filled with patients, and there was a cry of mourning all around.

"Son! You can't leave your mother alone..."

"Don't worry, aunt, he just has evil spirits intruding. I will help him exorcise the evil spirits."

"Edict—Exorcism!"

Chongyun used the art of exorcism to expel the evil spirit from the body of the unconscious man on the ground. A line of black smoke floated out from the body of the man. The black smoke made a "sizzling" sound when illuminated by the sun, and then disappeared.

"Whoo~"

Chongyun let out a breath, and his pale face turned pale again.

His body swayed and fell to the side.

A hand stretched out to assist Chongyun.

"Your Excellency, although it is good to be eager to save others, you must not hurt your own body."

Chongyun looked at the unfamiliar Ronin in front of him and said, "Thank you very much, but it is my duty to exorcise evil spirits, and there are more people who need me."

"Chongyun!"

Four figures hurriedly came under the stairs.

Xingqiu, Xiangling, Yaoyao and Qiqi.

The four of them all looked a little tired. They were carrying medicine baskets behind them, and the herbs in the medicine baskets were still filled with fresh soil.

Xingqiu stepped forward to help Chongyun: "Chongyun, you haven't rested all day and night. You'd better take a rest first. If this continues, the patient will collapse before you can save yourself."

Chongyun shook his head and said weakly: "It doesn't matter to me."

Hu Yang took out the meat pie from his arms and handed it to Chongyun: "Your friend is right, you need to rest now. If your body collapses, you will no longer be able to save people. Only if you are good can you save more people."

A familiar figure walked out of Bulu.

"Chongyun, please go back and rest first. I have learned the art of exorcism now, so leave it to me."

Flying objects emerged from behind the screen: "And Paimon!"

"Are you okay?"

"Don't worry, I just tried it and it's totally fine. But you, Chongyun, look very bad now."

"I'm fine...just...just..."

"Chongyun!"

"Chongyun! Chongyun!"

"Chongyun!"