Genshin Impact: The wind blowing back to the starting point

Gushan's house is located in the deepest part of the village, where the bamboo forest is even more luxuriant. Just taking a look at it makes people unconsciously feel a chill.

Of course, the God of Wind, who was fearless and greeted little flowers and birds along the way, naturally did not feel this way.

The air here is excellent, and there are many flowers, birds, and butterflies along the way. The poet who always loves nature seems to have come to his paradise, and he feels very comfortable.

If he hadn't pretended to be unwilling to come in, he would have been particularly willing to play the piano here to accompany the dance of these little animals.

Ziling, who was still a little worried at first, became brisker after being influenced by Wendy, and even sang a little tune.

Arriving at the door of Gushan's house, Ziling was about to knock on the door when suddenly his hand stopped in mid-air and he turned his head to look at the house surrounded by bamboo trees with only one roof exposed.

"What's wrong?" Wendy noticed his expression, and Ziling looked at the house as if thinking about something.

After Wendy asked, he turned his head, said it was okay, and knocked on the door.

Soon, Gushan opened the door, with a distressed look on his face, but when he saw them, he immediately put on a false smile: "It's you, how about it? Do you accept this fact?"

Wendy consciously stepped forward to perform, with a look of helplessness on his face: "I'm sorry for letting you see how I lost my composure. Although it's hard for us to accept it, we still have to live, so...please ask Mr. Gushan."

Hearing this, Gu Shan nodded. He shouted into the house to cook more food, and then walked out of the house, closed the door and said to them: "Let's go, before it gets dark, I'll take you to get familiar with this place. At night Just eat it at my house.”

The two of them immediately agreed and thanked him.

After saying that, the village chief walked in front, and the two of them immediately followed.

Wendy looked at the surrounding scenery, which looked very much like the Liyue landscape paintings that the old man had shown him before.

I originally thought that Liyue paintings were mainly freehand rather than realistic, but now I realize that the scenery is so beautiful, that the paintings have both, and my previous view was narrow.

"It seems that there are still many things I need to know about Liyue." Wendy sighed as she walked.

When they came to an abandoned field, Gu Shan stopped and pointed, telling them that this was their field, and that he would temporarily provide food and seeds, which would be returned to him during the next year's harvest.

After saying this, Gu Shan paused for a moment, then gave a wry smile and said meaningfully: "However, you may not be able to survive until then."

"Why do you, an old man, say such depressing words? I see that not all people in this village are dead, ahem." Ziling said.

Although he was very dissatisfied with Gushan's words, he always remembered the persona of his illness, which seemed quite dedicated.

"I'm not saying that to be depressing, it's the evil spirits in this village that eat people. Maybe one day you two will disappear out of thin air!"

"The demon gods around here don't care about the evil spirits here?" Wendy asked, "If everyone makes a wish to a god sincerely, and the god hears the voice, he will not abandon his believers."

"God? What is the use of God? This evil spirit was created by God! Gods and the like should not exist in this world! Aren't the wars between demons and gods outside all caused by God!?"

Speaking of God, Gu Shan looked very angry, as if God had confiscated his house and wiped out his family.

Fortunately, Wendy is used to it. After all, God is not Mora, so he doesn’t need to be liked by everyone.

"I can't say that at all. The King of Rocks swept around and signed contracts with immortals and demons, only willing to protect a corner of the floating world; and the Wind God next door, for the sake of his subjects, blew away the wind and snow, and reduced the terrain. This is all for everyone. It's a beautiful talk, but if your gods are not good, you can't deny our gods." Ziling retorted dissatisfiedly, even forgetting to cough.

"Isn't this what they should do? What's wrong with them accepting faith and doing trivial things?" Gushan looked very dissatisfied with God.

But this aroused the objection of Wendy, a professional, and immediately asked: "What is a trivial matter? Do you know that cutting down terrain is very tiring, and you can't make up for it by eating three houses of apples."

"How do you know so well? Have you cut it before?" Gushan looked at Wendy who spoke for the Wind God, "Besides, isn't it because of the people's faith that he blew away the wind and snow and cut down the land? Stupid people still think that God is just for People, little do they know that during this period of demon war, everything is profitable!”

"Come on, Fengshen doesn't even know he has so much on his mind." Wendy continued.

Ignoring Wendy's words, Gu Shan continued to preach like an elder: "Young man, I'm not saying you are pedantic. Sometimes you really shouldn't be so mindless in your belief in gods. If one day the gods no longer protect you, you will be destroyed." Your wishes are regarded as nothing, and you cannot even cry."

"Ha, so uncle, if you believe in gods, you want them to fulfill all your wishes unconditionally? I'm afraid even your mother can't guarantee this."

Ziling hit the nail on the head and pointed out the reason for Gu Shan's dissatisfaction, and cast his signature disdainful look at him. Thinking of her own character, she did not forget to cough twice.

Wendy couldn't help laughing for a moment. It wouldn't be strange if these words came from her own mouth, but for Ziling, they seemed particularly fresh.

Gushan's face turned red and white when Ziling talked about the main topic. He could only shake his head and call them pedantic, and then continued to introduce the village.

After that, Ziling continued what Gushan said, but Wendy became silent.

He knows God and God's power better than anyone else, his statue stands in Mondstadt's square, and he has the West Wind Cathedral run by his own devout followers.

Through the wind, he heard the various prayers of his believers in churches and in front of statues of gods.

But not everyone just asks for sustenance. Some people pray and even if he gives instructions, they are still as decadent as waste, waiting for a miracle to happen.

If God does not fulfill their wishes, they slander Him.

This kind of person was once nicknamed a giant baby by travelers.

Fortunately, there are very few such believers in Mondstadt. What they expect more is to give instructions and then fulfill their wishes on their own, or simply worship and express gratitude.

Thinking of this, Wendy looked at Gu Shan's back. If he, as the village leader, was like a giant baby, would the whole village be like this?

If so, could Wangyou's madness be related to this?

Finally, they returned to the village chief's house before dark. Although there were some verbal disputes, the village chief still invited them into the house.

Except for their differences about God, they still had a good conversation about other things, such as wine.

This village enshrines a demon-suppressing immortal. They make wine to pay homage to the immortal and ask him to protect the peace of the village.

Although disappearances occurred from time to time, things were much better than in the first few years. They couldn't get out anyway, so they regarded this great immortal as their spiritual sustenance.

"It's really ridiculous. You don't believe in God, but you believe in some great immortal. You have the nerve to call us pedantic."

Perhaps because of Wendy's influence, or perhaps because she was in a good mood because she didn't have any nightmares, Ziling gradually started to express herself and started to talk about things.

"That's different. They can't get out, and they can't resist the evil spirits here. But the Demon-Suppressing Immortal has indeed made the evil spirits do less evil. Naturally, everyone doesn't dare to ask for too much. There are differences between gods who grant wishes, am I right?”

Wendy held her head and looked at Gushan with a smile.

Gushan agreed with Wendy's statement and took out the wine they brewed from home to show the two of them.

Wendy just smelled it and realized that the wine was well made, and it seemed that they were also paying attention to the worship of the great immortal.

"I will live here in the future. Although I believe in the God of Wind, the God of Wind... I'm afraid you won't be able to take care of me for a while. I also have a few bottles of wine, so why don't I offer them to you as well? What do you think?"

Wendy said with a smile.

"It's okay, I'm afraid this exotic wine..." Before he could finish his words, suddenly there was a series of hurried footsteps outside the door, and there were bursts of ringing bells that echoed in the air.

Gushan immediately went to look at the almanac, with doubts and fear on his face: "No, today is not a new moon, why did this evil spirit appear!"

Then he hurriedly went upstairs to get some talismans and stuck them on the doors and windows. His wife and children also gathered in the center of the room, clasped their hands together, and began to pray continuously.