Genshin Impact: The wind blowing back to the starting point

Wendy didn't expect that he would just mention it like this, and that an old woman would actually say this.

He had no time to care whether Ziling believed his explanation or not. He came to sit next to the old woman and smiled gently: "Old woman, why can't you go to this village?"

The old woman sighed, looked around with a frown, and then lowered her voice and said to Wendy, "That place is not clean."

Although Wendy is not from Liyue, she has been fishing in Liyue for many years, so she naturally knows what people in Liyue mean by uncleanness.

Ziling also sat on the other side of the old woman and listened carefully.

After saying the opening sentence, the old woman looked around again, looking very alert.

Seeing this, Ziling raised her spear: "Old lady, don't worry, no matter what evil spirits they are, I will definitely kill them all with my spear."

"Yes, yes, he is awesome," Wendy echoed from the side. "The day before yesterday, he met a god. The god originally wanted to do something, but he just grabbed the god's hand, and the god didn't do anything. ”

"Hey! Tell me something realistic!" Ziling glared at Wendy, her ears turned red by what he said.

"It's very practical!" Wendy looked at him innocently.

Originally, Wendy wanted to contact Morax, so he came over and grabbed Wendy's hand. After negotiating the deal, Wendy did not contact him for the sake of cider.

Oh, by the way, Ziling didn't know that she was the God of Wind yet, so she was careless.

The old woman was dubious when she heard how powerful this little kid was, but seeing that he was holding a spear, she still believed most of it.

It's just that this story of holding God's hand sounds fantastical no matter how it sounds.

"Then I'll tell you, it's up to you whether you want to go or not."

The old woman opened the kettle she brought with her and took a sip to moisten her throat, then sighed: "The village ahead was originally called Wangyou Village. It was named after Wangyou, the demon god of the floating world. The demon god has always been diligent in serving the people. He has a The magical power means that people who step into the village can forget all their sorrows.”

Wangyou Village has a long history and is hidden in the canyon. With the magical power of this demon, the village has not been burned in the previous wars. It is also a rare place of peace.

However, just sixteen years ago, the demon god named Wangyou, who was known for his gentleness, suddenly went crazy and killed many people in the village.

Therefore, the villagers had to work together to overthrow him and kill him in the sacrificial hall.

After being killed by villagers, Wangyou turned into an evil spirit and wandered around the village. In the following years, there were frequent reports of missing villagers in the village.

Everyone speculated that the missing villagers might have been killed by Wangyou's evil spirit.

As a result, the village was renamed Demon-Fighting Village, seemingly hoping to suppress the evil spirit of Wangyou.

Of course, it's useless, the person who should be missing will still disappear.

"Then why don't the villagers leave?" Ziling asked.

Since it is a haunted place, it should be avoided.

"Of course I won't leave because I can't leave," Wendy said, crossing her hands. "I guess there must be some barrier or other restrictions controlling the village."

"This kid is right! They are indeed inseparable. Once they leave the village, they will go back again after wandering around." The old woman said while casting a complimentary look at Wendy.

"Hey." When Wendy heard the old woman calling her little friend, Wendy scratched her head with a smile.

"Kid? A drinking kid?" Ziling once again cast a disdainful look at Wendy.

"You don't want to drink?" Wendy looked at Ziling and raised her eyebrows.

"You! I was, I..." Ziling was so angry that Wendy couldn't speak, so she could only throw her head away angrily.

Looking at the two of them, the old woman laughed, as if she was reminiscing about something in her eyes: "It seems that many years ago, I saw children quarreling like you two, but I can't remember them. Alas, this person is older. It means forgetting things."

Wendy nodded affirmatively and muttered: "Indeed, not only do you forget things as you get older, but you also tend to be sentimental."

Speaking of this, Wendy looked at the old woman as if remembering something: "Were you from this village before?"

"Yes, when people get older, they always miss their homeland. I often come to the village entrance to look around. As I look around, I forget why I came here in the first place. However, it is better to visit the haunted place less often."

"Then when did you leave?" Ziling immediately asked.

"Sixteen years ago, before the accident started, I forgot how we left..." The old woman looked into the distance as if trying to think of ways to recall the past.

Helplessly, only a blur remains in the past.

"Okay, pretty little babies, it's getting dark and it's time for me to go."

After saying that, the old woman walked out of the pavilion and walked towards the direction they came from.

Wendy turned her head and looked at the road into the village, condensed a wind element in her hand and flew forward.

Regarding the things in the village, Wendy did not hear more in the wind than what the old woman told her. Although the wind would bring the news she heard to Fengshen, the news would also attenuate.

Especially when Wangyou was still alive, he deliberately concealed himself and the village. After Wangyou died, there was some kind of barrier on the mountain, and Wendy could hear very little.

But fortunately there is no demon in this village, so if Wendy wanted to intervene, it would be easy.

But whether or not to enter the village and check it out depends on Ziling's plan. After all, he is the employer.

"Poet! That old woman is gone!" Ziling suddenly ran to Wendy nervously.

Wendy immediately turned her head and looked in the direction where the old woman left, but there was nothing there.

Except for a few little birds that returned late, everything around them seemed extremely empty, as if no one had ever been there except them.

"The old lady disappeared suddenly. She won't be caught by someone, right? Are we going to rescue her?" Ziling said worriedly.

"No need," Wendy sighed, "I'm afraid all I see are things in the past."

In this case, the events that happened sixteen years ago may not be the exact time. I have heard from the master of the Hall of the Past that the time of the dead is different from that of ordinary people.

How much obsession must she have to make her die long ago, but she still comes to the village to wait and see. Is she looking at the village that she can't go back to, or the people who can't come back?

"Then we want to enter the village?" Ziling looked at Wendy with some uncertainty.

Although he experienced the Demon God War, he basically protected people from the rear and eradicated some small monsters that tried to harm people. As for what the Demon God looked like, he had never seen it before.

Therefore, now that I heard about the evil spirits, I was still a little frightened.

"I listen to you. You are the employer. If you don't think you can go, then don't go. When the time comes, just tell your Yan Wang Dijun what's going on here." Wendy patted Ziling on the shoulder with a smile.

Ziling looked at the road into the village and swallowed. It was obvious that he was very hesitant. One of his hands was tightly grasping the cuff, and the other was holding the spear tightly. His brows were already deeply furrowed. ravines in the ground.

Seeing his confused look, Wendy turned around and opened a bottle of wine without disturbing him, ready to drink it.

After all, the child must be given some time to make judgments.

Suddenly, Ziling came over and snatched his wine and drank it down. In Wendy's shocked eyes, she pointed to the road into the village: "If we say we want to enter the village, we will enter the village! No matter what the devil or evil spirit is, we will do it." Then they crush it! Crush it!"

"Hmm... um, go... into the village." Wendy looked at Ziling in fear. The child's movements were very sudden, which scared Wendy quite a bit.

At this moment, Wendy's face looked dumbfounded, her mouth half open and unable to close.

He couldn't help but ask wildly in his heart: "This old man looks so stable, how come the children he raises are so aggressive? It shouldn't be my influence... It shouldn't be? I've only known him for two days, but Don’t be so…”