The journey to Teyvat from the Abyss Mage

Wuwangpo, the place where yin and yang meet, is where Guisha Luoxiu lives.

This place was not originally on the itinerary of Luo Mu and his companions, but Xingqiu insisted on bringing Ying here to take a look. It is said that he and Chongyun often encounter things here that are beyond the comprehension of ordinary people. Although they are terrifying, fortunately they do not hurt people. He wanted Ying and Luo Mu to see it as well.

“And it is said that strange things have been appearing in Wuwangpo in recent months.” Xingqiu said suspiciously at the time: “Maybe we can even detect spirits or something like that.”

Luo Mu: ...You are the local boss, you have the final say.

And now, looking at this desolate place in front of them that seemed to be rejected by the sun, Luo Mu and his companions felt a chill in their hearts for no reason.

Luo Mu had a strange feeling like when he visited a haunted house in his previous life: he knew that he would most likely not be in any danger, but here, some horrible scenes would unconsciously emerge in his mind, making him feel gloomy from the bottom of his heart.

"Okay, Xingqiu, what exactly are you going to take us to see here?" Luo Mu and Ying both felt uneasy. Paimon was naturally even more unbearable. She shrank behind Ying and asked fearfully.

Xingqiu, who had been tortured by Hu Tao and Chong Yun and was apparently immune to ghost stories, was still in high spirits. He smiled and pointed at the endless trees and darkness in front of him, and said eagerly, "Recently, I heard that someone saw a monster with strange postures at Wuwang Slope, like a puppet possessed by ghosts, stiff and clumsy. Let's go look for it."

Luo Mu's face went black when he heard this. It was the first time he saw someone who didn't run away after hearing a strange story, but came to verify it personally.

The exceptions are the protagonists of some horror films.

“Xingqiu, I think this matter… doesn’t seem appropriate.” He forced a smile, and tried to dissuade Xingqiu with a small hope, hoping that he would not commit suicide: “Let’s not talk about whether there are really ghosts or gods, Wuwang Slope… is already full of ghosts, so let’s not take the risk.”

Ying nodded repeatedly to show her agreement.

I'm sorry, Xingqiu. Looking at the somewhat disappointed Xingqiu, Luo Mu sighed secretly in his heart. I agreed to let you come at the beginning, but I didn't expect the atmosphere here to be so gloomy... Our nerves really can't take it.

"Well, okay then. What you said makes sense." Xingqiu finally agreed to Luo Mu's suggestion. He half explained and half comforted himself and said: "Wuwang Slope... may indeed be a little dangerous for traveling. Let's go directly to Qingce Manor."

That's right, Luo Mu breathed a sigh of relief. Just when he was feeling lucky for Xingqiu's understanding, his next words struck Luo Mu like lightning.

"Some people also said that they saw the spirit of a wolf running here..."

The spirit of the evil wolf? A flash of light seemed to flash through Luo Mu's mind.

In Liyue Mountain and River, because there are immortals governing them, even ferocious beasts are rare. Where did the evil wolf spirit on Wuwang Slope come from? !

A slender finger gently tapped Luo Mu. Luo Mu turned around and saw Ying's pretty face. A strange excitement turned into a blush and emerged.

If it is really as they think, they should really take a good look at Wuwangpo.

"Xingqiu, that evil wolf spirit... has anyone seen its specific appearance?" Luo Mu asked hurriedly.

Xingqiu shook his head regretfully. "This rumor was spread by a boy in Wangsheng Hall. He went to Wuwang Slope to deal with some things that day and accidentally caught a glimpse of a huge figure among the trees. He got closer and found that it was a dark wolf figure that was gleaming with a faint light. It is said that its body was like broken rock and as black as ink, but its pupils were like the soul of solid ice, cold and fierce. This is the most detailed description I can give."

After hearing this description, Luo Mu and Ying looked at each other again. They read the same emotion in each other's eyes.

Excited.

This was the first time they had heard information about the Abyss Cult since leaving Mondstadt.

In Liyue, Luomu and Ying had seen all kinds of monsters but had never fought with any abyss wizard. These abyss believers seemed to disappear without a trace with the arrival of Luomu and Ying, leaving them no clues at all.

Luo Mu never expected that the Abyss Cult, which had not appeared in front of him for a long time, would turn out to be a ruthless character like the Abyss Wolf. Moreover, if the Dark Wolf King was here, Na Kong would probably not be able to go too far.

The two gods of the abyss gathered at Wuwangpo. What on earth are they going to do? Are the strange monsters and weird things that have been reported in Wuwangpo in recent months related to the abyss?

The originally eerie and mysterious Wuwangpo seemed to be covered with a dangerous veil in an instant, concealing the hidden secrets and surging undercurrents.

"Xingqiu." Luo Mu patted Xingqiu's shoulder solemnly and said seriously: "Just now, we thought about it carefully again, and we feel that it is necessary for us to visit Wuwangpo."

"Huh?" Xingqiu was a little confused by this sudden change in attitude.

Ying nodded frantically.

"That's right," she agreed, "We think... we think the monster stories are very interesting. If we don't see them with our own eyes, we will regret it for the rest of our lives."

"But you just said..."

"We didn't think it through just now." Ying said firmly. She held Paimeng in front of her to block Xingqiu's puzzled gaze: "Look, even Paimeng wants to take a look at Wuwangpo."

Xingqiu looked at Paimeng, who had a confused expression, and was speechless.

It was obviously me who first suggested going to Wuwangpo, but after they really agreed, why did I feel like I was being schemed against? Xingqiu reflected secretly.

"Then...shall we go deeper into Wuwangpo?" he asked tentatively.

"go!"

In his previous life, Luo Mu was not a fan of horror movies, and he always stayed away from stories about ghosts and gods. In a sense, this trip to Wuwangpo was his "first ghost hunting debut."

Wuwangpo was originally a prosperous market town like Qingce Village and Mingyun Town. But decades ago, something unexpected happened and the number of residents here became fewer and fewer, until more than ten years ago, the last resident disappeared without a trace, and Wuwangpo completely became a gloomy and terrifying place where ghosts lurked.

Along the way, Luo Mu could even see rusted hoes and scattered vines scattered beside the weedy path, and some minerals scattered beside the vines. They lay quietly by the road, as if they were still waiting for their owner to come back.

There is definitely something wrong here. Luo Mu became more certain of his guesses. If the people of Wuwangpo left on their own initiative, how could there be tools and minerals scattered on the roadside? This scene looked like a middle-aged man who had just finished working and was wiped out from the world by some inexplicable force on his way home, leaving no trace.

Moreover, the ground vein activity here is particularly intense. Luo Mu can clearly feel that an unfathomable force is being suppressed under the land of Wuwangpo and may erupt at any time.

A strange deserted village, active earth veins, and zombie-like monsters...

Luo Mu suddenly felt that he should choose a belief to believe in to avoid evil.