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

Wutong sat on the floor with Monsignor Pai, looked at Mandrill, and patted the seat next to him.

"I blocked you, will you think I'm annoying?"

Mandrill did not refuse and sat down.

"No, no. Maybe...my thinking is also a kind of madness."

Paimon mentioned to Wutong that she had relayed A Chou's words to Mandrill the first time she left the Rock Abyss.

A Chou said that he had the ability to exorcise ghosts and was used to ward off ghosts, but after meeting Yi Dou, he has been with Yi Dou. A Chou said that he didn't understand so many truths, but he just chose whoever he felt would be happier to live with. Living in this world, there may not be so many rules. So...he hopes you can also understand that even if the power of Yasha is harmful to people, it doesn't mean you can't be with everyone.

There is always someone who can stand by your side...for example, someone with the eyes of God can more or less resist your power, right? And also... Oh, there are definitely a lot of people who care about you anyway!

Paimon concluded as he awkwardly gave Mandrill some psychological counseling.

Crazy?…

Wutong propped up his chin and looked at the people coming and going below to pray and offer incense. After a while, he said: "Shangxian, how heavy is the weight of a sentence? How long will the impression of an action stay in the mind? It is more important than rising. Is the smoke lighter or heavier than the mountains among the clouds? Is it easier to forget than the vegetation that can be seen everywhere? Or is it more unforgettable than the most beautiful scenery in the world."

If you die like this...

"In some people's hearts, with just one glance, you are an irreplaceable and unique existence that will never be forgotten in this life. They may have the eyes of God, or they may not. They may have seen you and been helped by you. Maybe you just heard it in an unknown place. But there will always be people who will recall you word for word, and there will always be people who will follow the clues to identify you."

It's such a pity.

"Besides, I always feel like I'm at a loss. I have to eat two bites of apples when I plant an apple tree. Mainly, I don't want to see the lanterns of the Hai Lantern Festival in recent years suddenly change to your appearance..." Wutong thought about it again and again, and put aside the fact that he didn't want to attend his friend's funeral. Expressed euphemistically.

"...Ha, these words seem to be what Fushe and the others like to say." Mandrill looked away, chuckled slightly, and looked a little nostalgic: "Those guys used to say that when the world is peaceful, they will also go Live a human life. It seems... I'm the only one who doesn't think so."

Taiwei's instrument panel mentions that Fushe looks crazy and often calls people around him by names such as Jinpeng and Minu. These are the names of Wuyaksha. Jin Peng is him, and Mi Nu is General Xin Yuan. In addition, there is the general Luo Juan who will attack the enemy, and the fire rat general Yingda. I heard that people call the five of them the Yakshas of the Immortals...

The ancestors of Fushe and Yelan both stayed underground. In other words, what they thought before they died should have been read by that space. Everything Ye Lan said was true. Both his and the other party's proposals have drawbacks, and both are correct. But the power of that space is far greater than all of them.

Yan Fei and Ye Lan were right, he had indeed been preparing for the worst. This idea is deeply rooted, but it is the best way he can think of.

"But why do you...you know, at that moment, if the emperor hadn't come to help..."

Faced with Mandrill's last question, Wutong pursed her lips and did not answer immediately. She just shook her head and said not to ask further. She didn't want to show the bad side of being an adult in front of Paimon, and said vaguely: "I know. They are all the same, even immortals, they are all the same."

Because I was so crazy. So I understand the harm such thoughts and behaviors can cause to others, and I know how helpless, painful and sad it will make those around me.

"I made a contract with Mr. Zhongli. I said that I would find a way to reach immortality. I will show you this way."

——I think that no one is unworthy of walking into the sea of ​​people, and no one is unworthy of being exposed to the sun. Similarly, no one is unworthy of being in this world. I can help with evil spirits and karma, and these things will not cause any substantial harm to me, so I will do it.

——Prove to him, bring him, tell him that flowers can bloom on the cracked land.

——I will take him, Mr. Zhongli, and I will show everyone this path.

Opening and closing his mouth, Mandrill thought of the large tracts of sunflowers again, and the other party said they were all the same, so he had some doubts for a moment whether his and Wutong's temperaments were really similar in this respect: "...Hmm. Escape. At the moment of space, I vaguely felt the remaining memories of Fushe. If there is anything I have gained from this trip, it is this."

Speaking of this, she was also surprised. She thought she would miss it when she woke up, but she didn't expect that her brain would remember it on its own.

Wutong: "I seem to feel it vaguely. Kong also asked me before, and he also feels this way."

Then he put his hands behind his back, squinted his eyes and raised his head to feel the warm sunshine. The air was filled with the faint smell of incense, steaming up from the temple, glowing like smoke and mist.

"Fushe Fushe, floating life for a moment, all things are abandoned. What a good name."

Mandrill also breathed out: "...It would be good for two more people to remember him. Destiny, the possibility of life, the coming of death... no matter what. To this day, I have understood that destiny is what Yaksha can best perceive. The disaster is destined to be sad...but we are not afraid. The emperor also said that you are a witness. The stories of the world should be told to you. "

During the attack, both Mi Nu and Ying Da died, but Fu She's whereabouts are unknown. This matter was like a thorn in his heart, so he went to Layer Rock even though he knew it was difficult and dangerous. Now I finally know what happened in the Strata Rock Abyss, and I can finally put an end to the past.

Before leaving the space, he took a stone. If it can be brought out successfully, this stone will be used to replace the floating house and be placed in a temple commemorating the Bronze Bird.

Unfortunately, I still can't keep it.

Tongque died in the Demon God War a thousand years ago. He was very young. When he died in the battle, Fushe was very sad. There were so many casualties among the Yakshas that they were scattered everywhere like birds in the sky. As Fannan said...it is difficult for Yaksha to find the place where his soul returns.

"Hey, how could that be?" Wutong patted Mandrill on the shoulder, pointed to a nest of birds on the Bronze Bird Temple, and said with a smile: "There will always be a home. Look, the birds can still return to their nests, let alone an apple tree. hero."

Paimon exclaimed and looked in the direction of Wutong's finger. It was really there. He didn't know when Wutong discovered it. For a moment, I couldn't help but follow the birds flying up and down one after another, and I forgot about myself.

Mandrill looked at it for a long time, closed his eyes and opened them again with a slightly complicated expression. He looked at the mountains, trees and rivers in the distance: "Hero... is a good word. Disasters may have no end, but there are sentient beings in this world, even Shura. care."

Sadness, sadness, relief...all three are present, but very little of them. That expression is like a person who has been walking in the wind and snow for too long and has seen too much, and finally found the eaves to avoid the snow today.

"Just what you said. From now on, the world's heroes will never be strangers."