Genshin Impact: The wind blowing back to the starting point

"Ghost?" Wendy became interested, "Does it look like a ghost, or does it have a similar temperament?"

The uncle seemed not to have heard Wendy's words, rubbing the mustache on his chin and looking into the distance.

Wendy called him twice tentatively, but the uncle didn't respond at all, as if he was trapped in his own world.

Wendy sighed, turned around and wanted to leave.

Unexpectedly, the moment he turned around, the uncle suddenly slapped his thigh and shouted: "It should be the temperament!"

This moment frightened Wendy so much that she turned her head and looked at him with a complicated expression.

The uncle immediately stood up and stood in front of Wendy and kept waving his hands: "It's just temperament. I remember taking a look at the little baby from a distance. It looked very good, but it was ominous at first glance."

Wendy was happy. He sat on the stone steps and looked at the uncle: "Can you still see the ominous situation?"

"Of course, I'm not bragging to you, Lord Barbatos, my eyes are so good! That little baby has a gloomy face all day long, and the words she speaks are not what she would say at that age."

"for example……"

The uncle patted his thigh again and danced: "For example, once, I passed by her and saw that she was lonely, so I asked my little sister, where is your home? What do you think she said?"

"What did you say?" Wendy asked cooperatively.

The old man immediately raised his voice and imitated the little girl's voice: "I was born lonely. I travel alone and call home everywhere. Everywhere I look is my home."

His appearance made Wendy want to laugh, but out of politeness, Wendy gritted her teeth and held back.

After imitating it, the uncle immediately patted Wendy on the shoulder: "Young man, do you think this is what a four or five-year-old girl would say?"

After the uncle finished speaking, he suddenly realized Wendy's identity and immediately stopped his hand as if Wendy was very hot.

He said a little embarrassedly: "I'm sorry, Lord Barbatos."

"It's okay, it's okay." Wendy was very generous.

After all, if the current situation hadn't convinced the people of Mondstadt that he was a serious, real god, he would have been several times better than what the uncle imitated.

It's a pity that it will take a long time before he can let himself go. He really misses the days when Maura didn't go to Mr. Diluc's place to drink.

"besides"

Wendy didn't chat much with the uncle, turned around and walked towards Siswan's house.

As I walked, I recalled the uncle’s words.

According to what the uncle said, Wendy can probably get a few pieces of information:

One, the little girl is only four or five years old;

Second, speak maturely.

With this information, we can probably deduce that he is a demon who looks young but has lived for decades, or even hundreds of thousands.

Thinking of this, Wendy was a little troubled.

However, the conversation with the uncle just now still put him in a good mood.

The way they chatted seemed familiar to Wendy, as if she had the same conversation with Edwin when she first came here.

Could it be that everyone in Mondstadt has the potential to be a storyteller?

As he thought about it, Diluc's face appeared in his mind, and Wendy took a breath as he imagined Diluc speaking with an exaggerated expression.

No matter how you think about it, it has a weird feeling similar to Zhongli shouting "Morax, come on!" in his voice.

Wen Budi shuddered and immediately rejected the idea in her mind that all Mondstadt people had the potential to be storytellers.

After thinking about it, Wendy had already arrived at the door of Siswan's house. He didn't collect too many things, but just carried the painting away.

There was confusion and helplessness in his eyes, but there was no desire for life.

Wendy didn't like the depressing environment, so she walked over with a smile. She wanted to hook her shoulders like other people, but her height was a drawback.

So he could only smile and say: "How is it? Do you feel angry when your subordinate is your sworn enemy? Do you feel like you are going to explode?"

"Since it's punishment, I accept it."

"You accepted it so quickly. I thought I had to beat you again before you accepted it." Wendy muttered to herself and sat on the sofa.

Siswan was still busy with his head lowered and said nothing.

There was a weird and depressing atmosphere in the room. Wendy felt very uncomfortable, so she left without saying "leave tomorrow".

After walking out, he stood on the edge of the cliff and breathed a long sigh of relief. He closed his eyes and collected the information from the wind.

The Gunnhild tribe did not continue to move south, and Wendy no longer had to rush.

In addition, there are many tribal villages along the way. Wendy thought about visiting them all to accumulate more believers.

Unfortunately, the wind did not bring any news about the ice and snow demon, nor any news about the ominous little girl, which made Wendy a little disappointed.

However, the disappointment did not last long, and he soon regrouped and went to Edwin excitedly to tell him to prepare for departure. By the way, he also told Edwin about Siswan.

"Three thousand years!" Edwin was shocked. "Then he is immortal. Why don't you give me such a good thing?"

"This is punishment, and it comes with a price. He will be driven by me for the rest of his life, and he will stand in the sword. Fighting and killing will become commonplace. If he is not saved, he will become the soul of others under the sword one day, and even life will be worse than death. , it can be said that there is no freedom at all.”

After hearing what Wendy said, Edwin didn't think it was a good thing anymore.

Having witnessed the power of the Wind God today, those who will fight Wendy in the old days will probably be those who can kill him with just a move of their fingers.

He is timid, so he would just cook and chat with Feng Shen.

"Then can you let him be my little brother? He beat me very badly last night."

"That's no problem." Wendy smiled and winked at Edwin.

So when the irritable Edwin saw Siswan again, he went up to him and punched him to avenge the beating he received yesterday.

Wendy didn't stop her, she just sat on the roof and watched all this quietly. After all, people still have to tell the story of cause and effect. If you do something wrong, sometimes it's not enough to apologize, not to mention that he hasn't apologized yet.

Moreover, Edwin knew the severity of his attack and would not beat him to death.

But there was no acquaintance without a fight. Siswan was beaten until his nose was bruised and his face was swollen, but Edwin pulled him up and chatted with him.

Sisi didn't say a word, but Edwin chatted happily, even making himself laugh.

Looking at him, Wendy smiled unconsciously.

The night passed like this.

The next day, when saying goodbye to the villagers, Claudia grabbed Wendy's clothes and burst into tears.

Even though Anliwei coaxed her for a long time, he still wouldn't let go.

Wendy had no choice but to squat down and pick him up, and asked softly: "Claudia, would you like a gift? A carefully prepared, super large, super interesting gift."

Claudia looked at Wendy with tears in her eyes and hesitated, as if she knew very well that if she asked for a gift, Wendy would leave.

"In this gift, you can play outside as long as you want, you can make friends with fluffy squirrels and ducks, and there are all kinds of delicious fruits. You even have a pair of wings to fly into the sky, and you can play in the green Rolling on the grass."

Listening to Wendy's description, Crodia also fell into the world of imagination. Finally, he looked at Wendy, his big eyes filled with tears looked particularly pitiful: "I want it."

Wendy raised her lips with satisfaction: "Then I am going to prepare a gift for Crodia. This gift must be prepared secretly."

"I'm going with mom." He sniffed and looked at Wendy.

"That won't work. That way there will be no surprises. Crodia is the most important person to me. This gift must be carefully prepared. Don't worry, I will come back to open it with you. If you miss me, what do you want? If you want to say something, just make a wish to the ice sculpture of the wind god in the village, and I will hear you."

"Will you really hear it?"

Wendy nodded, her big emerald eyes showing sincerity: "Really! I never lie to people."

Wendy said this without blushing, even though he knew very well that Paimon would probably roar at him if he heard it.

After this comfort, Crodia also let go of her hands and cried goodbye to the three of them.

After walking out of the village, Edwin couldn't help but said: "Lord Barbatos, are you really not going to tell Crodia that you are not his mother?"

As soon as these words came out, Wendy felt deeply tired and smiled at Edwin a little awkwardly: "Hey, I took it in without even realizing it."

Edwin helplessly raised his forehead: "You are really the most godless god I have ever seen..."

"Oh, don't say that. A child's dream is worth protecting. When he grows up, he will naturally know that I am not his mother. It's better to give him someone to think about now."

Wendy spread her hands with a smile and seemed to be in a good mood.

At this time, he noticed that Siswan did not follow, and stopped and looked back.

I saw him looking at the entrance of the village with a melancholy expression.

Wendy glanced at Edwin, who immediately understood what he meant. He went over to hug Siswan and walked towards Wendi: "Let's go, little Siswan, Lord Barbatos is waiting."

Wendy looked at them, turned around and walked forward.