Genshin Impact: The wind blowing back to the starting point

It had been more than three months in Jueyunjian, and Wendy felt like she was going crazy.

I saw him sitting in the yard, squatting on the ground and counting ants. Ziling also counted with him.

After counting, Wendy sighed: "Do you know under what circumstances living things will degenerate?"

Ziling looked at him doubtfully and shook her head.

Wendy huddled up depressedly: "If you don't do anything, you will deteriorate."

Ziling immediately understood what he meant. The past three months were actually not that boring. He often took Wendy to Liyue Port for a walk; sometimes Wendy would teach him martial arts and take him to fight monsters; if he had more time Sometimes, Wendy will return to his job as a poet and sing on the spot.

Wendy was very interested at first, but over time she got bored.

The reason for boredom is very obvious. Although Jueyunjian does not prohibit drinking, no one will drink in Jueyunjian except during banquets.

After all, the immortals have to protect the lights of thousands of houses, and drinking will cause trouble.

So Wendy couldn't find a drop.

In addition, although there are many restaurants in Liyue Port, with their economic level, they would be kicked out if they entered.

This was the ultimate torture for Wendy.

"If I don't drink, I will degenerate into a wind elf. I will really turn into a wind elf." Wendy Sheng looked up at the moon helplessly.

"By the way, do you always drink in Mondstadt?" Ziling looked at this god who didn't look like a god in confusion.

"I don't drink it all the time, but I won't drink tea for three months." Wendy spread her hands helplessly, "And you, the King of Rocks, are really busy. You haven't even seen each other for three months."

Although everything is fine in Mondstadt, those demons are hidden in Mondstadt. The longer time passes, the more uneasy Wendy becomes.

"It can only be said that you came at the wrong time," Ziling patted Wendy on the shoulder helplessly to comfort him, "Osel has been causing trouble again recently. The emperor led all the immortals to protect the safety of ships at sea, so naturally he has no time to entertain you. , or you..."

"I'm not going." Wendy had already guessed what Zi Ling was going to say. She just wanted to see how miserable Zi Ling was, so why not go to the sea to help Yan Wang Dijun and the others.

"Why? Aren't you quite happy to help me?" Ziling looked at Wendy with a pair of innocent eyes.

"This is different. If some other demon god appears to harm Liyue, out of friendship, I will definitely help him protect Liyue, but Osel is different..."

In Morax's career as a god, Osel was a very important demon god. It was he who suppressed Osel in the Guyun Pavilion Sea before announcing the end of the Demon God War in Liyue.

This was a matter related to Liyue's future, and at first glance, it was not his place to get involved.

"In short, he is different, the secret must not be leaked." Wendy said to Ziling very mysteriously.

Although Ziling didn't know what secret he was talking about, she still nodded.

Then, Wendy suddenly stood up, patted her cloak, and jumped to the roof with an easy jump.

"What are you doing?!" Ziling looked at him doubtfully.

"I'm going to see if I can find some wine. If not, I'll take you back to Mondstadt tomorrow."

After saying that, Wendy ran away from the roof lightly.

Anyway, it is a waste of time to continue here. It is better to go back and explore slowly.

But if you want to explore it alone, it may take thousands of years.

There are many peaks in Jueyun. Some immortals live in caves, while others live in various houses.

Wendy came to the highest mountain. He closed his eyes and took a long breath. A warm and gentle wind blew out of him, caressing every mountain peak.

Wendy didn't believe it. There was not even a can of wine to be found in this huge Jueyun room. With so many people under Morax's seat, there must be disobedient children like Mu Zhu and Ziling.

Sure enough, the wind brought the fragrance of osmanthus wine, and it was a very fragrant osmanthus wine, but this location was actually under the osmanthus tree where Zhongli lived...

"Hiss, are you going to steal wine from Morax's house?" Wendy sat on the mountain and thought, "It's okay, he won't use everything in the world on an unfamiliar person. Besides, I also changed the ice god's scepter. What's wrong with stealing a drink?"

After making her decision, Wendy used the wind to carry herself to the osmanthus tree.

After digging up the ground with great interest, I saw several wine cans and a box.

The box was very delicate, as if it had some kind of mechanism. Wendy was picking it up and wanted to take a closer look, so she opened it herself.

There was a note in the box, with a faint scent of osmanthus on it, and Wendy's familiar handwriting on it: "Wine for the God of Wind."

Wendy was startled, she didn't expect that the wine he buried was for her.

"Wait a minute, could it be that Ziling told others about me stealing the door and picking the lock? Otherwise, how could Morax know that I would steal wine and prepare it specially?"

The more she thought about it, the angrier she became. Wendy decided that she must ask Ziling carefully, since she obviously kept his confidentiality seriously.

Of course, the things he did were all done by himself.

But now it's more important to go back and have a good drink.

"Since you are preparing it for me, I won't be polite."

With a wave of his hand, the wind picked up the wine can and followed Wendy back to Ziling's yard.

Ziling was already asleep at this moment, and Wendy couldn't bear to wake him up, so she went back to the room with the wine.

The next day, at three o'clock in the morning, Ziling had already returned from martial arts practice.

I wanted to ask Wendy to have lunch with me and discuss going to Mondstadt, but no matter how hard I knocked, I couldn't open the door.

He had no choice but to say that he would eat whatever he brought back, and then walked out the door.

But as soon as he opened the courtyard door, he saw Zhongli's hanging hand.

Seeing him, the instinctive fear of being a ghost and having a guilty conscience immediately emerged in Ziling's heart. She immediately saluted and stammered: "Didi, Emperor, Emperor, you are... back."

"Well, how is Fengshen doing these days?" Zhongli asked.

His tone was still so oppressive, which made Ziling, who had made a lot of mistakes, dare not look directly at him.

"Wendy...ah no, Master Fengshen has been doing well recently, but he is a bit bored. He is resting quietly now." Ziling tried her best to keep her voice from vibrating.

"Rest quietly?" There was doubt in Zhongli's tone, but he suddenly chuckled, "That's right, he is still a new god now."

Presumably, although he is lively, he is still young, and he should not be as indifferent as before when he matures.

At this moment, the sound of a jar breaking sounded in the room, and the air became quiet at this moment.

Zhongli immediately walked in, knocked on the door calmly, and called his name "Barbatos".

However, there was no response from inside the house.

Fortunately, Wendy did not set any barrier restrictions on the door, so Zhongli immediately used a spell to open the door.

After the door opened, Zhongli and Ziling walked into the house together.

Wendy was lying on the desk and fell asleep, with one hand naturally hanging on the edge of the table, and there were many wine cans around him.

Seeing this, Zhongli's frowned eyebrows calmed down again and he looked calmly at the drunken poet in front of him.

Ziling was afraid that Zhongli would be angry when he saw this situation, so she immediately went over to wake Wendy up, but Zhongli stopped him: "Let him sleep."

"Yes."

Ziling looked at Wendy with a complicated expression. Fortunately, this was the God of Wind. If it had been her, she would have been thrown down the mountain to sweep the floor.

Seeing that Wendy was asleep, Zhongli didn't stay long and let Ziling help him to the bed before leaving.

After Zhongli left, Ziling also breathed a sigh of relief, looking at Wendy who was holding the quilt and still shouting "Tevalin, come up and bite me" with a look of confusion on her face.

After getting along with each other for this period of time, Wendy seemed to be very familiar with Emperor Yanwang, but when they met that day, it felt like they were meeting for the first time.

But just now, when Wendy didn't respond no matter how she called her, Emperor Yanwang's nervousness didn't seem to be fake.

I wanted to see if I could analyze anything, but Ziling knew that she didn't have the brains.

In this regard, he could only sigh: "God's world is really complicated."