Genshin Impact: The wind blowing back to the starting point

"Since it was the day when the village was founded, why did it later become a day of remembrance?" Wendy was puzzled.

As a god, he has set many festivals for Mondstadt. These festivals have many meanings and are generally not easily changed.

Therefore, even in the old aristocratic period, they knocked down the wind god statue in the square, but they still celebrated the Wind Flower Festival, although it was just for the aristocrats' own entertainment.

But it is undeniable that they still continue the tradition of the Wind Flower Festival and did not change it to any strange name.

Hearing Wendy's inquiry, Gushan let out a long sigh: "Of course I'm grateful to Wangyou for everything he did for us before he went crazy. I also hope that he will stop intruding on us after hearing our thanks."

Hearing this, Wendy was a little surprised. He really didn't expect such a reason, so he couldn't help but ask: "Is it useful?"

Before Gushan could answer, Ziling, who had been listening quietly, immediately coughed twice, then looked at Gushan and continued: "How could it be useful? Even if Wangyou goes crazy and hurts people, it is a fact that he was killed by the villagers. , someone killed you, and when he comes to you and says thank you, will you no longer care about him killing you? Then you are really great, cough cough."

Wendy laughed quietly on the sidelines. The little Ziling is really getting better and better at talking now. These yin and yang words are so interesting to hear.

"I just don't believe in gods. How can you, a young man like you, be so evil all the time? There's nothing we can do about it."

Gushan looked at Ziling helplessly.

Looking at his aggrieved look, Wendy laughed even harder in her heart. If others had done this, she would have made the old man angry. It was a pity. Looking at Ziling's fighting prowess last night, she had to endure even the huge anger.

"Who proposed this ceremony in the first place?" Wendy looked at Gushan after laughing enough, "Your words are filled with hatred for Wangyou and the gods. It can't be you, right?"

"It was the dead doctor I mentioned to you yesterday. He gave us instructions before he died. He also led us to resist the crazy Wangyou. Unexpectedly, he was so kind and still allowed us to worship him. .”

This is the first time Wendy has heard of this statement, and she has never seen someone continue to worship the gods after killing the gods.

The people in this village really took it to the extreme to deceive themselves and others. If Wangyou really had grievances, how could they disappear just by bowing down?

This is really ridiculous.

"Then how did the Demon-Suppressing Immortal begin to be worshiped in the first place?" Wendy asked.

"Two years ago, a new stone statue suddenly appeared on this mountain, with the word "subdue the devil" engraved on its back, so people enshrined it. Then the number of times this evil spirit hurt people did decrease. Sometimes it appeared, even just for a few seconds. Break things and stop hurting people.”

It sounded really fantasy, and it also made Wendy have a strong interest in the demon-suppressing immortal, although in his heart, he always tended to think that all this was directed and performed by someone.

After all, if it were really the evil spirit of a certain demon god, all these mortals would have died long ago.

If the dead demon gods, or the suppressed demon gods, are unwilling in their hearts, their power and resentment will be left behind and turn into siltation.

There are a lot of things like this in Liyue after the Demon God War, so the young Yasha is always needed to perform the "Jing Yao Nuo Dance" non-stop in the dark to protect the lights of thousands of families.

Not to mention that this thing is difficult for humans to solve, even if it is solved, they will still have to bear their "karma", and it will be difficult to suppress it without divine power.

This is a godless village. Although everyone seems to be physically and mentally exhausted due to the so-called evil spirits, each one of them does not look like they are burdened by karma, but they look like they simply cannot sleep well.

But there is no point in thinking about this. The most important thing is to find out who is behind the scenes.

With this thought in mind, Wendy turned her head and looked at Zi Ling beside her, only to see him frowning at the house in front of them that was getting closer as they walked.

Suddenly, Ziling stopped, staring at the eaves deep in the bamboo forest, and asked coldly: "What is that place?"

"Then, the Sacrifice Hall, where everyone worships Wangyou."

"Is it also the place where Wangyou was killed?" Ziling turned her head and looked at Gushan.

Gushan obviously didn't want to mention this matter, so he pursed his lips and never answered.

"Are you feeling uncomfortable? Do you want to go back and rest?" Wendy saw something strange in his expression and looked at Ziling worriedly.

Ziling shook her head and suddenly grabbed Wendy's arm.

Wendy understood that he had something to say to her, so she asked Gu Shan to go first.

After Gu Shan left, Ziling immediately came to Wendy and whispered to him: "Wendy, I feel something is wrong."

"what happened?"

"I...I can't explain clearly. When I arrived at Gushan's house that day, I just took one look at the eaves and felt extremely uncomfortable. Today, as I walked with the goal of going there, the discomfort became even more obvious."

Ziling grabbed Wendy's sleeve, her hands were shaking, and even her voice was trembling.

Seeing this, Wendy immediately held his hand and asked softly: "Are you afraid?"

Ziling raised his head and looked at Wendy, his eyes full of fear. He nodded nervously: "Fear, extreme fear, it feels like it is an extremely... extremely scary place, full of despair. If you step into it, you will definitely be doomed." of…"

At this moment, Ziling was chanting as if she was possessed by a demon, her eyes staring straight at the eaves deep in the bamboo forest, and beads of sweat were falling on her forehead.

Wendy kept calling his name, but he seemed not to hear it. She was also saying something in her mouth, but he couldn't hear it clearly.

"Ziling!" Wendy grabbed his shoulders with divine power in her hands.

Only then did Ziling regain her consciousness and turned her head to look at Wendy who was scared by her.

"Wendy..."

Seeing that he could communicate again, Wendy breathed a sigh of relief: "Let's go back, don't join in the fun."

After saying that, Wendy grabbed Ziling's wrist and turned to leave.

However, Ziling stopped in place, looked at Wendy and said, "I...I want to go in and have a look."

"Are you sure?" Wendy looked at him worriedly.

"I'm not sure, but I have this weird feeling that... I should go in, you know?"

Wendy nodded. Since he wanted to go in, she would accompany him in. With herself as a god protecting him, how could she let him lose a hair.

"Okay, I'll accompany you. Go in with confidence."

Wendy had a confident smile on her face, which was his confidence as a god.

Of course, Ziling didn't know that the guy in front of him was Fengshen. He just felt that he couldn't believe Wendy's words in the past, but at this moment, his words and his smile actually made him feel at ease.

It's as if he is really here, and no matter what dangers are ahead, there is nothing to fear.

So, the two of them walked forward together.

Arriving in front of the main hall, Wendy raised her head and looked at the majestic eaves.

This is a very typical Liyue-style building. Different from the houses in the village, this one is much grander, especially the eaves.

From this point of view, the people who built this house were really careful. At that time, Wangyou might have been a supported god like himself.

Everyone gathered outside the house, Wendy followed Ziling closely and looked around.

At this time, in a place far away from the crowd, a young man looking coldly at the scene in front of him caught Wendy's attention.

He seemed like an outsider, as if everything had nothing to do with him, and he seemed in good spirits, out of place among the sluggish crowd.

This made Wendy curious about him.

The woman who Wendy asked for directions happened to be standing next to her, so he softly asked the woman about the man.

"He, Qu Yun from the Qu family in the east of the village, has a very strange temper," the woman said.

"Qu Yun..." Wendy muttered the name silently.

The original plan was to visit the Qu family today, but unexpectedly I met him here.

Wendy was about to come forward with Ziling to say hello. At this moment, Gushan suddenly shouted "The ceremony begins", and then he slowly opened the door of the hall.

They turned their heads and looked into the hall in unison.

At this time, a depressing scene appeared in front of the two of them:

Inside is the statue of Wangyou, but it is tightly bound by various iron chains, just like those thousands of shackles.