Genshin Impact: The wind blowing back to the starting point

The dense "I'm sorry" words made the two of them feel numb.

Fortunately, Wendy was also well-informed, and since she was a god herself, she quickly calmed down.

"Then it's probably like you said, this is probably crazy, so where's the rabbit?"

Wendy looked at Ziling.

Ziling came to her senses immediately and looked around for the rabbit, but she didn't see any trace of the rabbit.

Doubts suddenly arose in my heart: "No, I did see a white rabbit running in!"

"Maybe it's a matter of earth veins, or some other reason." Wendy spread her hands helplessly.

This made Ziling very disappointed. He sighed feebly: "I thought I could pick up a rabbit and raise it."

He really has the temper of a child, and Mu Zhu has really put in a lot of effort to raise him to be so clear-minded.

Soon, Ziling cheered up again and looked at the "I'm sorry" words on the wall seriously.

Noticing the look in his eyes, Wendy also turned her head to look at these densely packed words.

Just when he was still thinking about the emotions of the person who wrote these "I'm sorry" words, Ziling suddenly said: "You think, if he writes so many words, will the person he is sorry for forgive him?"

"I don't know." Wendy raised her hand and gently touched the handwriting. "What he did to gain forgiveness was more to move himself. If you want to truly feel guilty, you should try your best to make amends instead of writing this."

"What if there is no chance to compensate?" Ziling looked at Wendy, her eyes full of sadness, "Just like me, I wanted to say sorry to Mu Zhu, but he never gave me a chance..."

"You did nothing wrong," Wendy looked at Ziling tenderly, "Neither of you did anything wrong. He doesn't blame you, nor does he want to see you. He may just be waiting for a suitable opportunity to see you."

"really?"

Wendy smiled and nodded, looking at Ziling seriously with her emerald green eyes: "Really, this is the news brought by the wind, just like the wind that guided us here."

"Wind? Isn't it isolated from the outside world?"

Hearing this, Wendy smiled mysteriously at him: "The wind can carry thoughts across the chasm."

For some reason, looking at Wendy's mysterious smile, combined with what he usually said, and his seemingly careless, but actually serious and intelligent look, Ziling felt how unfathomable the guy in front of him was.

Then, a bold guess emerged in his mind, and he immediately shook his head.

"What's wrong with you?" His sudden movement made Wendy confused.

Ziling looked at him: "I'm probably crazy. For a moment just now, I actually suspected that you were your Mondstadt's God of Wind."

"Uh... Then why did you deny it?" Wendy looked at him helplessly.

"No matter how much Feng Shen pursues freedom and romance, he shouldn't be an alcoholic who deceives children like you."

"What if? What if Barbatos has this kind of temper?" Wendy tried to save her.

After all, when he saw Morax later, his identity would definitely be exposed. He was afraid that the child would be so shocked at that moment that the outlook on life and values ​​he had finally built would collapse.

However, this sentence was met with a blank look by Ziling: "Then this is as outrageous as some people saying that the emperor is a prodigal son who spends all his time walking around and doing nothing."

"Forehead……"

Wendy silently calculated the human lifespan in her heart.

As long as Ziling doesn't become an immortal, she shouldn't live to see the day when Morax wanders around in the world, right?

Maybe……

Wendy didn't dwell on the matter anymore, turned her head and continued to look at the wall full of "I'm sorry"s.

To say that the wall is full of wall is actually not rigorous. These "sorry"s are gathered in places where ordinary people can get them, and the handwriting is messy. It seems that the person who wrote these words is indeed crazy.

Wendy lifted the lamp and looked at it carefully close to the wall, trying to see other contents from inside.

Seeing this, Ziling also took out a luminous bead and just lay on the ground and looked at it.

"How crazy can this person be to write so many words of 'I'm sorry'? The handwriting is very sloppy." Ziling murmured to herself.

Still unable to see any results, Ziling sat up and looked at Wendy: "Wendy, you are well-informed. Guess what kind of stimulation this is?"

"Let me guess," Wendy turned to look at Ziling holding her hands and thinking for a while, "I guess either the person she killed suddenly came back to life; or she did something and thought she was righteous, only to find out that she was sinful. Well, I must have had a sudden mental breakdown.”

Speaking of this, Wendy unconsciously thought of Wangyou.

Could it be that all the apologies written all over the wall were written by Wangyou?

If that's the case, what's the secret behind Wangyou's death?

After much deliberation, there was no result, and there was indeed nothing on the wall except "I'm sorry."

"Forget it, stop reading. It seems that there is nothing except 'Sorry'. Let's go to that Qu family to see if the arrow was made by his family." Wendy said.

So, the two of them left the basement, went back to the room, took the arrow, and went out.

The mountain village in the early morning was hazy and very humid, and the grass on the roadside was as green as if it had been washed.

This should have been a fairy-like scenery, but the villagers passing by all had dejected faces. If she hadn't known about the so-called evil spirits here, Wendy would have thought that they hadn't slept at all last night.

Wait, villagers?

I saw that everyone actually left their homes and walked slowly towards the village chief's house.

Wendy immediately stopped a young woman casually and asked what they were doing.

The woman looked at them both with doubts in her eyes.

Noticing the look in her eyes, Wendy immediately introduced their situation, still claiming that they entered by mistake, and still said that Ziling's name was Qingxin.

Hearing this, the woman sneered: "I have never seen anyone walk into the Yama Hall."

Then, she looked at Wendy and Ziling, but her eyes were full of pity, as if they had really come to a place from which they could never return.

At this time, Gu Shan was walking towards them. When she saw Gu Shan, the woman looked at him fiercely and without saying a word, she followed the crowd alone.

"Well, luckily you two are awake. I forgot to tell you yesterday that today is the day of remembrance," Gu Shan explained. "The day of remembrance is a big day in the village and cannot be delayed."

"What is the Day of Remembrance?" Wendy asked doubtfully, "Could it be that I want to pay homage to your demon-suppressing master?"

"Of course not, I'm going to worship Wangyou."

"Bai Wangyou? Didn't he go crazy and be killed by you?" Ziling was puzzled.

"Let's go, I'll explain to you as we go."

Then, they walked forward while talking

At this time, Wendy and Ziling discovered that they were going to the house in the bamboo forest.

According to the village chief, today was originally the day when the village was established.

More than a hundred years ago, plagued by demonic wars, people fled in all directions, just looking for a place to live and work in peace and contentment.

The land here is fertile, and the mountains and waters are beautiful. It is a rare and good place.

So some people settled here.

That day, they discovered an ancient stone statue here. It was a man holding a long sword. He looked very majestic, like a god.

Therefore, people also began to worship the stone statues in order to pray for good weather.

Unexpectedly, the man was really a god. He heard people's prayers and came to the village.

So this day was regarded as the day when the village was founded, and this god was Crossel, the Demon God of the Floating World.

Of course, he prefers others to call him Wangyou.