Yuan Shen: After the emperor abdicates, I will be in charge of Liyue

When I came back, I was still facing the sun.

Even Qin can't sort out his thoughts for a while.

And just when Qin was worrying about the official business, Ying and Wendy rushed back slowly.

They didn't go back to Mond with Tewarin's special plane because there were also monsters wandering around Diluc's Dawn Winery.

Di Luke rushed back to deal with the monster ahead of time, and Ying and Wendy also followed for their own reasons.

Ying was encouraged by Paimeng, and heard that Chenxi Winery had a special price for grape juice.

And Wendy couldn't bear to damage the wine of Chenxi Winery, so she went to help.

"It's a pity that the special grape juice is not yet on sale. I'm curious about the taste of a bottle of grape juice worth tens of thousands of moras."

Paimon was flying around in the sky, seeming to be imagining the taste of grape juice.

Wendy also echoed: "Yes, yes, I am also very curious about the legendary wine that can be worth a house in a barrel~ It's a pity that I went too early, and the winery was not affected at all."

"What do you mean, is it possible that you want to take advantage of others?! Uh... no, take advantage of the winery's danger!"

Wendy pretended to be stupid: "Hey~"

"Hey, what do you mean!"

Wendy and Paimon fought and fought all the way. Generally speaking, Wendy took advantage of it, after all, he was old.

Paimon said angrily, "It's a shame that he is still Fengshen! He still wants to take advantage of his people, so why wouldn't he earn money to buy wine?"

Ying thought for a while: "It seems that bards can't make much money."

"Then let's stay away from him, or he will eat us and drink us!"

"It's really sad, no matter what I say, I won't eat you," Wendy shrugged helplessly, and smiled, "After all, you don't have much money."

"Ahhh! I'm so pissed off, a mere singer dares to look down on us!" Paimon looked at the traveler angrily, "Ying, tell him how much money we have!"

Ying shook her head helplessly: "Paimon, it is so easy to get out of assets, but you will be targeted."

"Hey?! I... I didn't even think about this, the heart of singing is really dirty!"

"I didn't lie to you. If I really want to eat, I should go to Liyue next door. The rock king there has the ability to cast money, and he can have as much money as he wants. After all, the currency used by Tivat today is mora. It was taken from his name "Morax". "

Speaking of Liyue, Ying thought of the person she met in the Land of the Wind.

"The Morax you are talking about is the one I met in the Wind Riding Land?"

"Oh? You still remember him, he's not a rock god, but from a certain point of view, mentioning him in Liyue may be more effective than the rock god."

Paimon asked strangely, "Why? Isn't the Rock God the god of Liyue?"

"Hehe, about this point, you will understand after you arrive in Liyue. I will give you a piece of information. That guy calls himself Ai Yi, his real name is Deng Telian, and his title in Liyue is: Master Dongxu Guanhuo."

Paimon thought for a while: "Then if we mention his name in Liyue, can the restaurant give us a free order?"

Wendy thought about it for a while: "Hmm... maybe mentioning him in that place can really be useful!"

"What! He really can! It seems that he is much stronger than Yanshen!" Paimon was shocked, "Ying, let's go now! I can't wait to taste Liyue's delicious food!"

Ying said helplessly: "Paimon, have you forgotten that there will be a celebration banquet for the Knights tonight?"

"Oh, yes...then let's start tomorrow."

Wendy smiled: "Then before returning the Qin of the Sky and setting off for Liyue, traveler, can you listen to me tell a story?"

Ying nodded.

Wendy looked at the heavy Mond City Gate, full of nostalgia.

"Once upon a time, there was a girl..."

Chapter 45 Stories and Banquets

Wendy talked about when she was a wind elf.

"I want to see the way birds fly."

Born within the wind wall, never seen the blue sky, falcons and green grass, the young man who aspired to write the best poetry said so.His voice was almost drowned out by the howling wind.

"Friend, won't you come with me?"

The boy couldn't leave the wind wall, so Wendy went all over the place to collect the falcon's feathers.

But the boy failed to accept the gift in the end.

In the howling wind, the boy sang loudly, pouring out the beauty in his imagination.

People who were also born in the wind wall rose up, but the young man fell beside them.

The eccentric king was eventually killed by his beloved subjects.

Even when he died, he still believed that his ministers loved him, just as he loved them.

The old throne collapsed and new gods appeared. Barbatos reshaped his body in the appearance of a boy, because only with a human body can he play the harp that a boy loves.

He plucked the strings, blew the wind and snow, split the mountains, and the kingdom of no one came.

But... even gods will wear out, let alone people?

The sun rises and the moon sets, and the stars move. The once ideal country has finally become a cage where even poetry and dance steps are restricted.

But the wind that symbolizes turning point and hope has not disappeared. Just like the boy's favorite poem, no matter how the story ends, the hero will always appear.

The name of that era was Vanessa.

The wind answered her call, brought a turning point, and signed a contract with the emperor next door.

The "human" tyrant was overthrown, and Mond entered the era of four winds.

Vanessa planted an oak tree, buried a bottle of wine under the oak tree, and the wind responded.

Times have changed, heroes are favored by heaven, oak trees become forests alone, and there is more and more wine, but the wind is reluctant to taste it.

The wind is not always able to bring about a turning point. Before the arrival of the pitch-black beast horde, the wind failed to send back the news in advance.

The young wolf died in battle, and the girl shed all tears.

As a result, the Lion of Light fell, and the flames of the Witch raged across the land.

The wine under the tree never increased again, because the worshipers felt disqualified, and the worshipers had a guilty conscience.

until now.

…………

'Isn't he just telling his own story? '

Paimon and Ying looked at each other, and Ying shook her head lightly, signaling Paimon not to expose it.

"Traveler, how do you think the god in this story is doing? Has he... lived up to the expectations of his subjects?"

Ying looked at Wendy and found that there was no confusion in the latter's eyes, and she immediately understood.

He may have already had the answer, and there is a high probability that this question was not addressed to her, but to the people of the "God in the Story".

Now that she said it, she probably wanted to use her mouth to convey it to everyone in the knight order.

Although she felt as if she was being used, Ying didn't feel disgusted.

At this time, the younger sister has not been used as a tool man, and she is still full of kindness to the world.

So she gave a good answer: "I don't know."

"I'm not a citizen of the gods in the story, and I don't know whether they think the gods are qualified, but I know a truth, that is: the best way to confirm each other's hearts is to fully communicate."

Wendy sighed: "But it's too difficult to take this step. After all, everyone can maintain a tacit understanding without saying anything, but once you say it, you can't turn back."

Ying is speechless, this is indeed the truth, otherwise how could the love between young and young people be bumpy and intense?

"Forget it, let's not talk about this, Qin seems to have come out, let's return the Qin in the sky!" Wendy happily waved to Qin in the distance: "Hi! Here!"

It always feels like Wendy is deliberately using her curiosity to push this, but there is no evidence...

Forget it, help if you can.

Ying reluctantly gave up thinking and followed Wendy up the stairs.

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Except for Barbara who almost fainted when she saw the damaged zither, the whole process of returning the zither went very smoothly.

The lady didn't stay outside the cathedral, because Ai Yi pretended to be the god of wind and performed a miracle. At this moment, the mood in Mond City was high, and Mond's high-end combat power was also fully counted.

If the fools choose to make trouble at this time, they will really be kicked out by the Mond people on the grounds of 'contempt for the wind god'.

Not to mention personally attacking Fengshen. Although the Knights will probably not reveal this matter, if the information is leaked, then the fools will not have to hang around in Mond.

The wild wolves on the side of the road had to bite them when they saw them.

Although the lady swelled up a bit, she was the eighth chief executive officer of the Fools after all, and she understood these principles, so she didn't do anything, and stayed directly at the Goethe Hotel, waiting for the next opportunity.

As night fell, the Knights ordered the entire Deer Hunter's Tavern, and invited a famous underage bartender from the Cattail Tavern next door to feast all the participants.

At the banquet, the guests and the host had a good time, Wendy was forbidden to drink because she was too young, so she drank apple juice angrily.

The traveler on the side laughed, and then learned that he couldn't drink, and the smile on his face gradually disappeared.

The banquet lasted until late at night, and a group of drunkards helped each other to go home.

Maybe there will be some wonderful stories between them tonight, such as waking up to find that they are sleeping in the same bed.

Diona looked angrily at the green poet who sneezed a few times before walking away.

This poet named Wendy has a good capacity for alcohol and bad taste. No matter how bad the wine he makes is, he will drink it with a face of satisfaction.

What else was said in his mouth: 'familiar breath', 'didn't expect her to have this kind of function', and so on.

Diona left the tavern angrily, she didn't know that at this time she had another blessing on her body, and the wine she mixed in the future was not only delicious, but also added a touch of wind.

In the windy country of Mond, this kind of flavor will be more sought after than the morning wine.

The beautiful day ends with the blessing of Fengshen. Ying, who cannot drink, stays awake and finds Qin who is checking the bill.

Qin heard the footsteps, raised her head to take a look, and then said with a gentle smile: "It's you, is the food at the banquet okay?"

Ying nodded: "Well, I just can't drink, I feel discriminated against."