The journey to Teyvat from the Abyss Mage

"This is what happened." Liuyun Jiefeng Zhenjun, who was very good at chatting, recounted what happened when the immortals met the Eight-fold Divine Son on behalf of several other old friends.

"So... Kamisato Ayato and Yae Kamiko talked to you separately?" Luo Mu asked with a frown.

According to the narration of Master Liuyun Jiefeng, it seemed that the Son of God and Lingren were not visiting the immortals for the same matter, and they didn't even know what the other wanted to get from the immortals.

All of Lingren's questions were standard, nothing more than what the immortals thought of the situation in Liyue, the connection between Inazuma's Yin-Yang magic and immortal magic, and the hope that the immortals would be kind to Inazuma's people, all of which were ordinary diplomatic rhetoric. This head of the community seemed to really be paving the way for Inazuma and Liyue to establish diplomatic relations. Moreover, Luomu believed that with the indifferent personalities of the immortals, it would be difficult for Lingren to pry any useful information from them.

But the Eightfold Divine Child...

When she visited the immortals, she also expressed her intention to make peace between the two countries. However, behind her words, the one she asked the most was still one person:

Only the clear and bright mind can help.

According to Yae, this Harunosuke was a great Onmyoji from ancient times of Inazuma. He visited Liyue hundreds of years ago to learn immortal arts, and he also brought some of Inazuma's Onmyoji to Liyue.

"Whether there really is such an Onmyoji or not, after a hundred years, even the memory of an immortal will be worn away. Naturally, we don't remember anything." It was rare for Xiao to say so many words.

The humanoid Master Xueyue Zhuyang wiped his chin and said, "Hiss... Come to think of it, I seem to have some impression, but it's just... some impression."

"Why does the Yae Godson ask this great Onmyoji who is most likely dead? " Luo Mu pondered.

"Besides that, didn't she say anything else?" Xingqiu asked.

Lishui Dieshan Zhenjun looked at Xingqiu suspiciously, and after seeing Xiao nod, he said, “Yes, after we gave her the answer, she asked us another question.”

"She asked us: The grudges of demons are easy to resolve, but what about the grudges of mortals?"

"So...what did you guys say?"

"As immortals, we shouldn't interfere too much in the affairs of the mortal world." True Lord Liuyun Jiefeng shook his head irritably: "The grudges of mortals are not like the grudges of demons. They are difficult to resolve over the years and do not cause much harm to the world. Naturally, there is no need to deliberately take action to deal with them."

That's true. If even the grievances of mortals have to be resolved by immortals, then what's the point of having a psychologist and human laws? Luo Mu nodded in understanding.

But Luo Mu still felt a little uneasy. He felt like he had forgotten something very important. He looked at Ying and Xingqiu tentatively, only to receive the same puzzled expressions from them.

"When the fox heard our answer, its expression seemed a little serious." Xiao added lightly.

Even you can see that he is a little more serious, so how gloomy must the expression of the Eightfold God Son be at that time? Luo Mu thought with a wry smile. Obviously, the Eightfold God Son got some information from the reactions of the immortals, but neither the immortals nor he knew it.

"Andumari, what do you think?" Luo Mu asked quietly. Asking the devil about the resentment of humans is also a professional match.

"I don't know either." Andumari's voice was slightly bitter: "Master, I am just a memory, not the Plague Demon God. There are many things I don't know."

[Don't ask me, I'm just a system.] Before Luo Mu could change his target, the system expressed its opinion.

Well, Luo Mu sighed helplessly and confessed to the immortals that he didn't have any ideas.

Let’s just assume that the fox is really just looking for Yuigami Harunosuke. Even if it’s not the case, we as a group don’t need to worry about it.

Luo Mu, calm down, you are just here for vacation. Luo Mu reminded himself secretly.

…………

At the same time, Liyue City.

In a dirty alley, a girl in inexplicably revealing and messy clothes huddled in a corner of the alley, burying her heavily made-up face between her knees like a wounded kitten.

Her name is Aqing, and she is a "commodity" in Liyue's gray industry.

Every country has its own filth, which is unavoidable. In the wind of freedom in Mondstadt, there must be children being beaten and blackmailed by street thugs. In the vigorous vitality of Xumi, there must be people struggling in the pain of the untouchable class. As for Inazuma... its conflict has been brought to the surface. In the face of war and oppression, personal suffering seems less important.

Liyue is a country of contracts, and trading is an instinct rooted in this city. Under the supervision of the Seven Stars, most transactions can be completed in a legal and humane manner, but there are always some dark corners that even a powerful person like Ningguang cannot pay attention to.

And in these dark times, a black trade chain gradually took shape, despicable transactions were rampant in the name of contracts, sin became the underlying color of the buying and selling, and what was being sold were people's bodies and dignity.

This is the case with Ah Qing. Her parents sold Ah Qing to a fat man who smiled like a poisonous snake for five thousand Mora and their debtor son. Ah Qing didn't know who he was. She only knew that other girls called him "Boss".

She also wanted to call him boss, even though he had taken her body by force in the dirtiest way.

Ah Qing did think about seeking help from Qianyan Army and Qixing, but when she saw that a brave girl was tied up with her hands by the boss and hung on the beam for a whole day and night after doing this, she was scared, and the last bit of courage was quickly extinguished in the face of pure violence.

No one is born willing to be a silent lamb, but lambs have no right to choose whether to be silent or not.

In the thick fog, Ah Qing hugged herself tightly, but perhaps because her clothes were too thin, she could not feel any warmth at all.

There is only despair, endless despair.

She once loved this world so much, and believed so much in the Liyue Seven Stars as the ones in power. When she first saw Yuheng Star, she secretly vowed to become a person like her.

But what about the reality? She failed to become a woman like Keqing. On the contrary, in her mind, she had degenerated into a dirty girl who was not even worthy of seeing Qixing.

In her gloomy life, one of the few bright spots, the girl who often encouraged her disappeared inexplicably one night, and the boy who helped him to fend off the guests' questions was sold to a foreign country as a slave... The world is no longer willing to give her even a little happiness. In this world without light, no one cares about her anymore.

The fog around was growing thicker and thicker, like layers of curtains, shielding the fleeing girl from the sight of all pursuers.

Likewise, it blocked everyone who wanted to help her.

Looking at the thick fog in front of him, Ah Qing suddenly thought: It wouldn't be bad to die in such weather.

As luck would have it, there was a sharp piece of steel at hand...

Ah Qing's hands seemed to be out of her control as she grasped the piece of steel with great decisiveness. She stood up with a miserable smile and slowly walked to the alley entrance.

The streets were empty. Because of the strange fog, everyone stayed at home. No one would see a desperate girl dying alone on the street.

Ah Qing was thinking so, but when he looked up, he saw a blurry figure standing on the roof of a four-story building across the street. The figure had his arms outstretched, like a big bird spreading its wings to fly.

It seems that I won't be alone on this trip. Ah Qing closed his eyes happily.

There was a dull thud, mixed with the rustling sound of blood spurting out.

On this day, the strange fog had been lingering in Liyue for nearly half a month, and a total of 9 murders and 15 suicides occurred, with unknown causes.

If human resentment turned into a haunting, the world would have been filled with hundreds of ghosts roaming the nights long ago.