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"I...I...Even so, I don't accept...the scam...the false history...anything...don't try to shake...my faith..."

It seemed that Wan Yan completely collapsed this time and ran away towards the exit without looking back. Wu Tong shrugged.

The fact that you can't even speak clearly means that the other party already believes it in his heart, but he just doesn't want to believe that he has actually admitted the truth.

Paimon couldn't bear it: "This time, Zhongli is really merciless..."

"This is the price she has to pay, but... this is not a good thing. Judging from her appearance, I am afraid she will continue to be shaken for a while... However, even if she cannot be relieved immediately, as long as she recognizes the reality, she can still good."

"The method of decrypting the seal is not just hearsay. Mr. Zhongli is also very familiar with the experience of the Salt Demon God." Sora asked while squatting on the ground and carefully observing the salt flowers on the ground.

"Well, a long time ago, Heulia's story was also a warning to me. There is really no benefit to believing in a god who has passed away... Whether it is faith in Heulia or The belief in Morax is the same.”

"The people of Liyue will understand one day."

Thinking of Wutong who told him a story before, Kong stood up and walked to her side: "Speaking of which, you seem to be disappointed with this result? You want her to face history head-on."

"Ah."

Kong chuckled and squeezed Wutong's hand comfortingly: "The possibility of this situation is very small. After all, from meeting to entering this ruins, she has always been steadfast in her belief and understanding of her past."

"...That's right. If she could face it directly, Mr. Zhongli wouldn't regard this as punishment for her." Wutong pressed his temples as if he had a headache. After thinking about it, he decided to choose to let Liyue go. Let the Liyue people do it, she is just Kong's traveling companion: "Forget it. Maybe... maybe one day in the future, she can really do what Mr. Zhongli said, waver for a while and then realize the truth. Woolen cloth."

At present, several people have left Salt of the Earth, and are now preparing to go to Guyun Pavilion to revisit their old places. After telling so many stories, it is inevitable that they miss those old friends.

Wutong propped up his knees, took a breath, and looked at the vast sea in front of him.

It just suddenly felt ironic and sad that one person is like this and a group of people are like this.

If a country with more than 100 million people is desperately covering up the bloody truth, covering their ears and blindfolding their eyes, even if the conscience of future generations finds that they want to face the most basic responsibility of bearing the truth, they will be judged as a kind of Betrayal and sin...

People who pretend to be asleep cannot be woken up. There are always people who think that apologizing can cover up all mistakes.

There are some things that time cannot kill, but will carve deeper into the bones and blood like a sharp blade.

"You can never erase it, ever, because I'm standing here."

"Can't you even admit the most basic mistake? Kneel down and kowtow to my more than 300,000 dead children."

"The Internet is not a place outside the law. Don't challenge my bottom line. This is my last warning. Pay attention to your words."

It was originally a pleasant live chat, but a few unsighted people ran in and committed suicide in front of Mr. Yao. As a result, they were scolded bloody on the spot.

It seems that not everyone who can type has a brain. Alas, that’s the bad thing about the Internet, because you don’t know whether the people chatting with you on the other side of the screen are your dear children or beasts worse than pigs and dogs.

Later, because the follow-up rhythm was too fast, Mr. Jing personally blocked the live broadcast room. But not long after, Mr. Yao changed his account again, which started with the sentence, "Babys, I'm back again."

Look at the avatar and name above - a well-known outdoor anchor.

For a moment, the barrage was full of question marks.

Even Jingye, who was busy with his busy schedule, took Sister Hu's cell phone and typed out five eye-catching question marks.

Wutong, who was in a slightly better mood, couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth and asked the people standing next to him: "Why does Mr. Zhongli suddenly want to come to Guyun Pavilion?"

"I mentioned to you before that many old demons were suppressed under Guyun Pavilion. Now the immortals have handed over Liyue to mortals, and Heulia's era is even longer in the past."

Zhong Li turned around and looked at the three people in front of him: "The salt lamp and salt ruler she left behind should not be returned to Liyue Port. Let them stay here, which is both a deep sleep and a return to their hometown..."

Previously, due to Clemend's breach of the contract, the salt lamp was confiscated by Wutong, while the salt ruler fell where Wanyan escaped from the ruins and was carried by Kong Kong.

Kong: "So, what does Mr. Zhongli need us to do?"

"I ended an era with my own hands. I have been thinking about how to record the history that... was ended by me. History can be recorded, but history is not reliable, and this incident also proves this. Time has powerful power , history will be distorted over the years...I need to find better records to remember the true history."

"Carving stone was a long-lasting record. But the seemingly unchanging rock, the seemingly unchanging world and me...may all disappear one day."

Paimon suddenly felt a little sad and panicked in his heart, and murmured uncomfortably: "Zhongli..."

"So, I thought of you, Kong...and Wutong." Zhongli paused for a moment, and the woman with rain-covered face and black hair and snake eyes in his memory overlapped with the figure of Wutong in front of him.

"You are both people who have traveled across the sky and across the sea of ​​stars. Engraving history in your memory, I can travel with you to other worlds in the future. As long as it can be recorded, then the era and history of Teyvat , you get a kind of backup of existence..."

Kong felt that it was time to liven up the atmosphere. He couldn't always be so solemn. It wasn't about life and death. The little guy flying next to him almost dropped the golden beans: "Is this the reason why Mr. Zhongli came to travel with us? It turns out that he didn't want me to find the treasure chest." ah."

"Pfft..." Paimon was amused by the success. After being interrupted, he felt a lot more relaxed: "But we did find a lot of treasure chests. Well, there is still a long way to go."

"Then, the next step is to throw the salt lamp and salt ruler into the sea."

"Ah? Why did you throw it into the sea?"

Zhongli rubbed the ring on his thumb: "Did I just say that? Many old demons were suppressed here, including the whirlpool demon who was locked in the deep sea by the Jade Pavilion, Osel..."

Turning around and walking towards the higher mountain, Kong and Wutong followed Zhongli with salt cups and salt rulers.

"Thousands of years ago, Liyue was in chaos, and I and the immortals were in chaos."

The sea breeze blows, and everything under your feet is visible.

"The place where the rock spear suppressed the demon gods, Guyun Pavilion... has gone through thousands of years, and in the end only anecdotes and legends are left."

Sora couldn't help but stop.

"Osser... you and I are enemies, not friends. But the confrontation in the old times is just a memory of the old times."

Reaching the highest point, the two handed the salt cup and salt ruler to Zhongli who was quite emotional.

He looked at these two things in silence. After a while, Zhongli raised his hand, and the objects were wrapped in golden light and moved. After rising, they looked like stars and dew, fell into the vast ocean, merged into the endless abyss, and finally sank into the depths.

"It's up to you to devour Heulia's relics."