Genshin Impact: We have to find a way to abduct people.

"..." With a heavy and extremely suppressed sigh, with an inaudible trembling tone, Zhongli no longer turned his back to his old friend and turned to look at him: "Thank you, Ruo Tuo."

Others can't notice it, but Ruotuo can.

At that time, they were invincible and invincible, sweeping away the warrior gods and rock dragons from all directions. Now, the other party is an ordinary Liyue person who has relieved himself of all responsibilities, and he is nothing more than a remnant soul after all.

Ruo Tuo concealed the sourness in his heart and raised the corner of his mouth: "My life is close to infinity and will continue with eternity... And you, Morax, are also an existence with an extremely long lifespan..."

I still wanted to say something, but in the end, I remembered that my best friend was reluctant to talk about this topic again. In the end, everything ended up in an unanswerable sigh.

This time, Zhongli, who was always exploring the opponent's strength, raised his eyes: "Are you leaving?"

In the sunshine, Ruotuo chuckled and looked at the people in front of him, as if to make up for the bad and messy goodbye. He thought that in his beloved Liyue, the group of humans would not be as bastards as he was when they said goodbye, fighting and killing, full of regret and resentment.

It should be on a good day, with birds, fragrance of flowers, breeze and bright sun.

Are you really happy to meet an old friend?

"Morax, if we are destined, we will meet again one day."

After Youyuan finished speaking, Kunjun's figure swayed and he was about to fall down.

Following Paimon's exclamation, Zhongli raised his hand, caught the person firmly, and then placed him against a rock in the shade.

Kong stood aside and looked at Zhongli: "The one who fell now...is the real Kunjun, right?"

"Yes. Don't worry, he just fell asleep." Zhongli stood up after a brief inspection.

Paimon came closer and looked at Kunjun, who was breathing slowly in front of him: "Oh... I always feel weird, as if he suddenly turned into someone we don't recognize."

Zhongli: "Kunjun and we are indeed strangers."

"But the Ruotuo who was once in his body... is your important friend." Wutong put his hands behind his back and looked at Zhongli.

"Yes." Zhongli felt that it was not a good place to talk too much, so he took a few people with him and said as he walked: "It happened a long time ago... Even though it has been a thousand years, everything is still as clear as yesterday."

Most of the ancient rock elemental creatures living underground in Liyue are blind and have not seen the light of day for thousands of years.

Walking alone in the mountains, in the cracks in the ground, there are distant sounds that have never been heard in people's mouths. Sometimes the sounds are sad and songlike, and sometimes they are terrifying like thunder.

This is the case with Dragon King Ruotuo. I fulfilled his wish and brought him to the ground. I gave him the eyes to see things clearly and made a three-part agreement with him. I promised him to coexist with the people on the ground. But if one day he disrupts the order, he will be killed. To be sealed into darkness again.

The subsequent story is just like what was told at the bottom of the cave.

The power of wear and tear robbed Ruo Tuo of his thoughts, making him gradually unable to recall the face of his old friend or the Liyue Port he once guarded. The originally kind and easy-going Dragon King became violent and aggressive. And the human attack on the earth line became the straw that broke the camel's back. Ruo Tuo completely lost his rationality and turned to the opposite side of human beings.

Ruotuo, who lost his mind, attacked the Rock Abyss, violated the contract, and was suppressed by Morax under the Fulong Tree.

They were good friends, but ended up turning against each other.

After talking about the past, Lao Dai, who was sending his brother back to the city, happened to come and volunteered to take the sleeping Kunjun back with him.

After saying goodbye, several people came to the stone monument.

"Thousands of years ago, Ruotuo attacked the Strata Rock Abyss. I personally stopped him and fought with him all the way from the abyss to here. I finally shot him down and sealed him underground. The Dragon Suppressing Stone was born from that battle."

Zhongli raised his hand and brushed off the dust accumulated on the stone tablet. He said goodbye as if he were a businessman: "Ruotuo has an instinctive perception of the Dragon Suppressing Stone and subconsciously wants to find me with this item. In his heart, he still He was sealed voluntarily because of his friendship with me, Liyue and even life on earth. It's a pity that it was forgotten due to wear and tear."

"Are you also worn?" Sora asked.

Zhongli nodded, "I can't escape either. It's just that I know one thing better than ordinary people: when it's time to leave, you have to leave. The more powerful the power, the greater the danger it will bring after it is worn away. Thousands of years of time have washed away, even if it is Rocks...can sometimes feel tired.”

That’s why I decided to leave and step down from my position as the Rock God...

Sora remained silent.

"Sealing old friends with my own hands is also one of the wear and tear I have experienced. For the right path, people keep giving up and losing. Perhaps, this is the wear and tear imposed on me by nature."

"But I am a human god. No matter how my identity changes, I will witness the history of humans with my eyes."

......

After that, Kong asked about the disappearance of Kanria and the punishment of the gods. The result was naturally not surprising at all.

can not say.

This contract was born at the beginning of everything. As the God of Contract, he must remain silent about it.

Wutong rubbed his eyebrows. At the beginning of his birth, he always felt as if he had heard of it somewhere...

However, the more I thought about it, the more I began to have a headache.

It's like there is an error in a certain program, and all the warnings in my mind are that an error has occurred. In my heart, I want to grasp all these unknown things, unfold them one by one, and clarify the relationship between them. Maybe these are clues to go home, but my subconscious can't help but avoid them, as if they are all hot red things. Iron is taboo.

But unfortunately, she was not a submissive child in the first place, and could even be called rebellious. The more you force yourself to not investigate in detail, the more you want to understand. What's more, now, it doesn't matter whether it is or not, as long as it is marked with a clue about returning home. It's simply impossible to give up.

Wutong sighed stubbornly, insisting on grabbing it, but trying to see whether her brain would explode first and become an idiot, or whether the strand of thread would fall into her hands first.

Zhongli frowned, suddenly feeling a strong violation, and reached out to pat Wutong, who was starting to sweat on his forehead.

However, the other party covered his head and squatted down suddenly, the ends of his eyes were red and his brows were furrowed.

Like a picture stained by paint, it is treated as a film image. Each scene passes through the brain, and even one's own is stained.

But no matter how many scenes appear, they are like birds flying across the water, leaving no trace. In the end, the picture only stayed at a bird's-eye view, with the shackled ankles stepping on the expensive carpet, and the ice element marks belonging to the solstice on them, showing a biting chill.

Zhongli's golden eyes flashed, and the invisible pressure made the surrounding vegetation rustle. He raised his hand, and a rock seal was slowly branded on the back of the neck of the person kneeling on the ground.

Several waves of black mist rose up, and Zhongli narrowed his eyes. He was not afraid at all, but instead accelerated his speed.

"Brand."

Like a warning, like a reminder, after Zhongli shouted this, the restless fog became a little stagnant, and then calmed down.

And everything in Wutong's mind seemed to have been pulled open and disappeared.

After breathing heavily, Wutong now felt as if he had the long-lost feeling of fatigue when he carried Kelai over the mountains and ridges, and then escaped to Mondstadt.

The back of my neck couldn't help feeling hot, so I touched it subconsciously, but this simple action consumed all the remaining energy.

No, my upper and lower eyelids are going to stick...

Say something, open your mouth and speak quickly, tell Sora and Paimon that it's okay, don't worry...!

Ah, finished.