Jiraiya's Heroic Stories: Genshin Impact

At this moment Wendy's eyes dimmed, and after her arms shook weakly twice, they fell down completely.

"Are you only on guard against me? I gave this kid the dagger. It's not that difficult to disintegrate the body of the demon god with the records of you recorded by the World Tree."

Orochimaru smiled elegantly.

He walked forward, pulled the Kusanagi sword out of Wendy, and intended to take his soul.

But he suddenly discovered that it was just an empty shell. The soul had already escaped!

Ran away? No, the soul should not be able to escape my eyes. If that's the case... I understand, this is really a god with a strong sense of stealing.

After a little thought, Orochimaru guessed it roughly.

Just like he once conquered the Tower King until his death, as a wind elf born from the thousand winds, Venti became the perfect carrier to inherit the power of the Tower King.

This body was originally a prosthesis created by Him based on the Lone King of the High Tower, and what He was waiting for just now was the defeat of the King.

It seems that as long as the power comes from the wind, he can steal it.

All of this was due to Wendy stealing the ability of "Judgment" from the Ursa. At this moment, the soul of the original wind elf, if I'm not mistaken, is squeezed in the body of the little guy Ruizi.

"Still thinking of judging him? Shaking his will? Don't you underestimate the stubbornness of human beings? Even if he is only half human."

Orochimaru didn't care and looked into Ruizi's body. However, he didn't see any serious court of justice, nor did he see a high-ranking controller like Uchiha.

Some are just very warm and quaint little houses.

While Ruizi was at a loss, he found a very kind old lady kneeling beside him. She seemed to notice that Ruizi had woken up, and said hurriedly: "Oh, you're awake! You will catch a cold if you sleep on the side of the road."

However, Ruizi did not listen to her grandmother's words. She suddenly jumped out of the warm bed and bared her teeth at the old grandmother.

He also wanted to touch the dagger hidden in his arms.

"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid. Grandma, I'm not a bad person, even though bad people always say that. But I'm really not a bad person.

It's just that it's cold outside, and you seem to be unconscious outside.

I was afraid that you would catch a cold outside, so I took the initiative to carry you back. But my waist is getting worse and worse..."

However, Ruizi did not let down her guard at all and still leaned against the corner, guarding against possible sudden attacks at any time.

"How about drinking some hot porridge to warm yourself up first?" The old lady approached Ruizi with the freshly cooked hot porridge, which made Ruizi tremble all over.

But the hunger in his stomach still made him move closer to the hot porridge and sniff it. The blood of the Tengu gave him a natural keen sense of smell, so he could easily tell whether the porridge was poisoned.

After making sure it was not poisonous, Ruizi finally wolfed down the hot porridge in the bowl regardless of how hot it was.

"Slow down! Slow down! It burns your mouth!"

Looking at this scene, the old lady burst into tears for no reason.

How hungry must one be to drink the whole thing in one gulp regardless of the boiling temperature? And with all the injuries on her body, the old lady was really distressed.

The old lady deliberately did not ask Ruizi's parents. After all, not all families are so happy.

Even a tiger won't eat its own cubs, but humans sometimes have no bottom line... The old lady, who has a long life experience, will not easily mention other things.

He just looked at Ruizi with a kind face as he finished drinking the hot porridge, then was about to leave with the bowl.

"It's still early before dawn. If you're full, why not sleep a little longer?" The old lady said as she was about to leave the room, turning off the old light bulb in the room.

After falling into darkness for a moment, Ruizi looked around vigilantly and made warning sounds like a puppy.

Darkness is the best time to launch a sneak attack.

But the surprise attack Ruizi had expected did not happen. Only the old lady came back with a small lamp. "Oh, are you afraid of the dark? I left a night light for you. With the light, the children will be safe."

"..." After watching the night light left by the old lady leave, Ruizi felt speechless.

Tengu usually move at night, so they are extremely sensitive to light sources. It may be that the old lady herself has an eye disease such as glaucoma, so she is not sensitive to light sources.

This night light is too bright for humans, let alone Ruizi who has the blood of Tengu.

But Ruizi did not turn off the small light, as if such an ordinary small light could really give her a sense of security.

Ruizi didn't sleep, but walked to the window with a night light. This was no longer the dark and damp Yuanxia Palace, but seemed to be an ordinary town.

You can see the bright moon that used to live on the surface of the earth, hanging in the sky, and you can also see the snow and a layer of silver covering the surface of the earth.

Although she knew that everything was unreal, Ruizi still took a deep breath outside. The feeling of the cold air filling her chest was always comfortable.

They only lived in Yuanxia Palace for more than two months, but the days of hardship were always too hard to endure.

Especially this week since my brother passed away...it was really too hard to endure.

Ruizi lay on the windowsill looking at the scenery outside for a long time, until in the second half of the night she keenly heard a soft moan.

Ruizi put the night light back on the bedside, and walked downstairs alone holding the small dagger. To be honest, he hoped to see a monster or some other dangerous aura when he went downstairs.

This way he wouldn't have to make too many painful choices, after all he was just a child. He shouldn't have to bear these, but it seemed that the births of the brothers and sisters seemed to be wrong.

Contrary to her expectations, when Ruizi walked to the back of the building, all she saw was the old lady struggling to apply a plaster on herself in front of the mirror.

It seemed that her hearing was not very good, and the old lady only noticed it after Ruizi got very close with the dagger.

"Oh, I'm so sorry. Did I disturb your rest? I'm old now and my waist can't stand it anymore."

The old lady's words quickly reminded Ruizi that she had said that she carried her back. So, she got hurt because she carried her back?

As if noticing the dagger in Ruizi's hand, the old lady said kindly, "Why? You're holding a fruit knife. Do you want to eat some fruit? Yes, I'll get it for you."

"...No need." Ruizi was a little at a loss. This was the situation he hated the most. After placing the dagger on the corner of the table where he could reach it at any time, Ruizi continued:

"Can't you paste it? Do you need me to help you?"

"Oh my, what a good child. Why is your life so hard?" The old lady seemed to have no guard against Ruizi.

However, Ruizi, holding the ointment in one hand, kept trying to reach for the dagger on the corner of the table with the other hand.