"Hey, poet, how many more laps do we have to walk? We've walked all the roads, and I can't even cough anymore!" Ziling whispered to Wendy.

I thought Wendy was just showing off, but I didn't expect that he actually took Ziling on all kinds of roads in the village.

I even tried to climb the mountain, but I didn’t have enough strength to give up.

"It's almost done, go ahead and pour it." Wendy reminded softly.

Then, Ziling cooperated and fell on Wendy. Wendy immediately supported him, picked him up and ran back to the house quickly.

At this moment Gu Shan is still standing at the door.

"Hey! What's wrong?" Gu Shan asked.

Wendy didn't speak, but hurriedly went over and put him on the bed. After a vague inspection, she sat on the edge of the bed with a look of regret: "It's all my fault. If I hadn't been so anxious, I wouldn't have If I didn’t come here to take a look, these things wouldn’t happen! It’s all my fault!”

Seeing this, Gu Shan came over to comfort him: "It's not your fault that you came here. I believe your friend will be fine. Don't worry, the air here is good and it will be good for his cough."

Wendy turned her head and looked at Lonely Mountain, her big emerald green eyes looking particularly pitiful: "Is there really no way to get out?"

Gushan shook his head weakly: "Let your friend have a good rest. When he recovers, I will take you to get familiar with the village, and then divide the fields for you."

After saying that, Gushan sighed and left.

After closing the door and making sure that Gu Shan was gone, Wendy patted Zi Ling to indicate that he didn't have to pretend anymore.

Ziling sat up and breathed a sigh of relief.

Then, Wendy handed him the two talismans: "Take a look, you are an expert on these things."

Ziling took the talisman and looked at it, while Wendy squatted aside and counted the wine he had brought.

After counting carefully three or four times, Wendy shook her head helplessly: "Alas..."

"What's wrong?" Upon hearing his movement, Ziling turned around and looked at him.

"This old man really stole a bottle of wine from me."

Hearing this, Ziling laughed and immediately got off the bed and squatted in front of Wendy: "You lost, it's time to fulfill your promise."

When she was walking outside just now, Ziling noticed that Wendy had left the door open, and Wendy pretended to be anxious.

So, Ziling asked, "Aren't you afraid that the old man will steal your wine?"

"No, if you miss one bottle, you will know that he stole it. This is no different from stealing a dog on a snowy day and leaving a series of footprints."

"That's not necessarily true. What if this old man is not as smart as you? Or is he sure that you don't dare to go to him to argue?"

The two made a bet, but Ziling refused at first, claiming that the emperor had taught them not to indulge in gambling.

Wendy promised him that if he won, she would give him a big gift, and she swore that it would not be wine, but that it would be their secret and not tell Morax.

It just so happened that Ziling was still very interested in Wendy's gift. This person was free-spirited and the gift he gave must have been unexpected.

So, he agreed to the bet.

So when Wendy returned to her apartment, she hurriedly counted the drinks, but unexpectedly, one bottle was missing.

Seeing this, Ziling was very happy. She looked at Wendy with her big eyes on her head and said, "Bring out the gift."

Wendy patted his hand and said, "If you want to take it, you can't take it here. I'll give it to you when the time is right."

"Tch, I just thought you would say that." Ziling looked at the talisman paper carefully from the bedside again.

"Don't worry, I won't lie to you. This will be a great gift that will help you in the future."

"Then I'll wait."

After saying that, Ziling casually put the talisman on the table nearby: "That talisman has no effect in warding off evil spirits. It's just for peace of mind."

"I don't think so. If it were true, the haunting incidents in this village would have stopped long ago."

As Wendy spoke, she lay down on another couch and closed her eyes: "Let's take a rest and wait until evening to meet the village chief for dinner and learn about the situation in the village."

"That's fine." Ziling also lay back on the bed, looking at the ceiling and letting out a long sigh of relief.

When everything was quiet, Wendy suddenly asked: "Brother Ziling, do you often have nightmares?"

"Not often, but every day."

Hearing this, Wendy opened her eyes again and sat up and looked at him: "Why don't you tell me, I also know a thing or two about dream interpretation."

"You? I haven't heard anything from your mouth that you don't understand."

Ziling rolled her eyes at him, but she still sat up and said to him: "Then please give this dream interpretation poet an explanation: Every day, even as soon as I close my eyes, I dream about killing people in various ways, or Why was he killed? What is the meaning?"

"When did it start?" Wendy continued to ask.

"After a serious illness two years ago."

Wendy actually doesn't know how to interpret dreams, he just wants to know the content of Ziling's dream.

Dreams can sometimes reflect a person's state. For example, when she first came back, Wendy always dreamed of some strange things, perhaps due to the pressure caused by the lack of Mondstadt.

But after summoning Tevalin, blowing away the wind and snow, and building a new city, he never had any strange dreams again.

"I'm going to make a bold guess. You're under too much pressure. Don't worry, I've cast a spell to share your pressure. You won't have any nightmares this time." Wendy pointed at Ziling and said with a look on her face. A smile that says "I'm awesome".

He said it was a sharing of spell casting, but he actually didn't do anything.

In response, Ziling lay down helplessly: "I thought you could really think of something for me, just go to sleep."

"Don't think I'm talking nonsense. You're just under a lot of pressure. You won't have any dreams this night." Wendy lay down as she spoke.

Soon, the sound of steady breathing came from Ziling's side.

But Wendy didn't fall asleep. He called Ziling twice, but seeing that she didn't respond, he sat up and looked at Ziling's bed.

Then with a wave of his hand, a wind element mark appeared on Ziling's forehead.

Even if I'm stressed, I don't have nightmares every day, and the content is pretty fixed.

This technique can temporarily block all of Ziling's senses, so that he can determine whether he is under great pressure or whether there is something else affecting him.

If he had nightmares, it would prove that he was under great pressure. Ziling, who didn't believe him in the first place, would just think that he was talking nonsense and wouldn't take it to heart.

But if he didn't have nightmares, it meant something was affecting him.

After doing all this, Wendy also took a nap against the wall.

It was already evening when he woke up again, and Ziling, whose senses had been blocked, slept particularly soundly.

Wendy unlocked the seal and gently woke Ziling up.

"Let's go and eat." Ziling got off the bed very naturally, straightened her long hair and clothes, and wanted to go out.

Wendy immediately said: "Hey! Are you having a nightmare?"

Hearing this, Ziling was startled and stopped. He turned his head and looked at Wendy. His face was a little confused at first, and then turned to joy.

The next second, he suddenly ran over and held Wendy's hands: "I really didn't have a nightmare, Wendy, you really helped me solve it!"

"Wendy...Oh, this is the first time you have called me by my name. Usually poets are better than poets." Wendy had a proud smile on her face.

Hearing this, Ziling scratched her head in embarrassment: "Well, get used to it. I promise, I will call you by your name from now on. Let's go and eat first. I'll add another cart of cider when we go out. Thank you. you."

Ziling was very happy to finally have a good sleep, and went out jumping up and down.

Wendy also felt his happiness and laughed with him, but when he looked at Ziling's back, he still frowned.

His experiment was successful. From this point of view, it could only be that something was affecting Ziling.

It's easy to deal with it once you know the reason. Just set up a barrier for this house. But to cure the root cause, you need to take a long-term approach.

Thinking of this, Wendy put her hands on her hips and sighed: "Forget it, just enjoy the joy of this moment and deal with the evil spirits in the village first."

After saying that, he quickly caught up with Ziling and walked together to the village chief's house.

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