Genshin Impact: The wind blowing back to the starting point

Zhongli's worry about Wendy was not unfounded. After all, he had seen Wendy in the coffin.

Similar to Wendy's experience, when he woke up, it was no longer the peaceful era, but a morning not long after his death.

Yes, he traveled almost a thousand years earlier than Wendy.

But he is much luckier than Wendy, because there is no historical offset here, so everything is the same as in history, so he accepts it much faster than Wendy.

I thought I would just go step by step and live day by day.

Who would have thought that just a year ago, he would find that everything was different. The place where the wind and snow should have been blown away was still covered with frost.

So, this rock that had been stable for thousands of years felt something was wrong, and immediately came to this frost-covered land to look for his old friend who didn't know him yet.

Under the high tower, the buildings are empty. The houses announce the liveliness of the past, and the ice and snow tell the story of the current desolation.

At this moment, he suddenly saw the exquisite coffin placed under the dilapidated house, and his intuition told him that the person he was looking for was inside.

Sure enough, the boy was lying calmly in the coffin, his eyes closed, and his braid that gradually changed from blue to cyan hanging naturally on his chest.

He remembered that his old friend loved to eat apples, so he specially brought one from Liyue. He put the apple into the coffin and kept calling him Barbatos' name.

However, he didn't react at all.

It's like dying...

Zhongli suddenly opened his eyes. It was already late at night, and there were only flickering candles and pen, ink, paper and inkstones on the table in front of him.

The hand holding his head was very sore from maintaining this position. He put down his hand, gently squeezed his shoulder, and turned his head to look out the window at the leaves falling slowly under the moon.

At this moment, the immortals on duty in Jueyunjian have left, and the rest have fallen asleep peacefully. There is only silence around.

The quieter the environment, the more restless my thoughts are.

I don’t know if the poet is sober at the moment. Maybe he can go and have a look, but it seems impolite to go there late at night.

Moreover, Ziling, the child who lived with Wendy, was like a mouse seeing a cat every time she saw him, which bothered him a little.

From now on, try to avoid him as much as possible to avoid scaring him.

However, it seems that he was not so afraid before, and this seems to have changed after coming back this time.

I'm afraid this has something to do with the poet. You might as well go to him and ask him.

With the excuse, Zhongli immediately set off.

Wendy on the other side stretched lazily on the bed, and then spread out on the bed like a cat.

"The wine in Liyue is really strong. Fortunately, I didn't get drunk and run away to other places this time." Wendy said to herself.

He wanted to continue sleeping, but suddenly a familiar feeling came over him. He frowned and opened his eyes helplessly: "Why is the old man here so late at night?"

After sitting up and waking up for a while, Wendy straightened her clothes and went to greet this uninvited guest who came late at night.

After opening the door, Zhongli was seen looking into the distance with his back turned. Maybe he noticed that the door was open, so he turned around and looked at Wendy.

Wendy cleared her throat and showed a friendly smile: "Hello, Mr. Emperor."

"Well, long time no see, Mr. Fengshen."

The two of them stood like this, and for a moment they didn't know how to say this.

Wendy wanted to speak, but he didn't look like he was looking for something to do with her.

Zhongli also wanted to say something, but disturbing someone in the middle of the night was an abrupt act.

So, the two of them just stood there frozen.

But in the end, Fengshen, who still likes to be lively, couldn't help but asked: "Mr. Dijun, what's the matter with your late night visit?"

Zhongli held his chin as if thinking, then quickly put down his hand and looked at Wendy: "I came here this time to ask you whether the wine prepared by Zhongli is satisfactory to you?"

"Of course it's great! It's mellow and sweet, it's simply the best!" Wendy said her praises without hesitation with her eyes wide open.

But he quickly remembered what was wrong, and looked at Zhongli with his chin in doubt: "The aroma of the wine seems to have been prepared for a long time. How did Mr. Dijun know that I would definitely go and 'get' it?"

Wendy curled her lips and looked at Zhongli with a smile as if she was trying to control something.

At this moment, he was thinking in his mind that as long as it was Ziling who said it, he would sneak Ziling away to garrison and tell Morax about the drinking. At worst, they could wipe out Yunjian together.

"Hmm... Zhong has some knowledge of divination and can make rough calculations. He prepared it specially."

"Huh?" Wendy had a huge question mark on her face.

He has known Zhongli for two thousand years, but he has never heard of him being able to do divination. Does this person think he is here to deceive children when he is young?

Or is it that small rocks can do it but old rocks can’t?

"This King of Rocks is so unpredictable. He actually understands such a profound thing as divination." Wendy looked at Zhongli with an exaggerated expression.

Zhongli coughed helplessly and immediately changed the subject: "What's wrong with Ziling now? She's not as natural as before when she meets me, like..."

"A mouse meets a cat?" Wendy answered naturally.

"Yes, I'm a little curious."

Wendy pretended to be thinking and said nothing, but she was muttering quietly in her heart: "Threatening others to sweep Jueyunjian, or even sweep Liyue, is not a good thing for anyone. Also, the words are diverging so quickly, is it possible? Did Ziling really tell him?"

Thinking so in her heart, but definitely not saying so, Wendy raised her head and looked at Zhongli: "Speaking of this, I want to ask the emperor, how did Mu Zhu die?"

After Mu Zhu's spirit body was pulled out by Ze Yuan, everyone believed that he died because of that monster.

But Wendy always felt that something was wrong. If it was really the cause of the monster, there was no need for everyone to hide it from Ziling.

"As expected of the God of Wind, he was able to detect this. There is no harm in telling you, but please don't tell Ziling."

According to Zhongli, Wangyou was cursed by Zeyuan, and Ziling also suffered from this curse. This curse prevented him from living to the age of fifteen and also made him naturally stupid.

When she was fourteen, that is, two years ago, the connection between Ziling and Wangyou strengthened. Wangyou's trapped soul saw Zeyuan killing people, so Ziling had recurring nightmares.

When he was fifteen years old, he was injured, not seriously, but the curse killed him, so Mu Zhu proposed to transfer the curse to himself.

At this point, Mu Zhu is dead and Zi Ling is alive, and his talent is gradually revealed.

"You are the God of Contract, so you wouldn't do such a thing as exchanging one life for another, right? What conditions must Mu Zhu have put forward that you think are worth it?" Wendy looked at Zhongli.

"Your Excellency is astute, he did make a condition," Zhongli raised his lips, "Zhong already knows about the things in that village, and there is something in that village that Zhong is very interested in."

"The magic circle that stole Wangyou's power and the method to control the corpse?"

"Yes, the method of controlling corpses is some kind of mysterious voodoo. It was originally made by those ancient demon gods, and then disappeared. As for the magic circle, I have never seen it before, and Zeyuan refused to say anything. Where did you learn it? I'm afraid there are people quietly doing evil things in Liyue."

There are things in this world that Zhongli has never seen before, and Wendy is very shocked.

But then I thought about it, at this moment he was only three thousand four, so it was normal that he hadn't seen many things.

It's just that this Gu technique, ancient magic circles, etc., these things sound very troublesome, and the ancient demon gods may not be able to defeat them.

Wendy was very lucky that this did not happen in Mondstadt, otherwise he would have had to work overtime again.

It's just that Morax has managed to temporarily stabilize the situation at sea, and now he may have to work hard again.

"Oh, thank you for your hard work, Emperor Yanwang. It's all for Li..." Wendy laughed so hard that she deserved to be beaten, just like the classmate who had done her homework in advance and laughed at her classmates who were suddenly given extra homework.

But when he raised his head, he saw the Rock King looking at him thoughtfully, and an ominous premonition arose in his heart.

"It is said that there are two ancient demon gods..."

"Is it too late for me to spit out the osmanthus wine now?"