stonecrandall Chapter 309
Chapter 309
After telling the story of Xumi.
Mu Yang finished his dinner.
However, Ying came all the way here.
She didn't intend to let Mu Yang go so easily.
There were too many tourists in the city, so she dragged Mu Yang to the outside of Mondstadt.
Not far away, Timmy could be seen playing the Seven Summonings with others under the street lights...
Is it really so addictive at this time of night?
Mu Yang couldn't help but complain in his heart.
Ying hasn't come into contact with the Seven Summonings yet.
And her focus is completely on Mu Yang.
The two walked and talked, and Ying started the conversation first.
"Does Mu Yang believe in prophecies?"
Mu Yang tilted his head, "Why are you talking about this suddenly?"
Then, Ying and Paimon sang the same tune and told the story of Cole's experience.
Mu Yang listened, whether to give some reaction.
Or ask, or frown.
"Find a flower that doesn't exist in the world, find a guide who will never get lost, find a person who doesn't lie, find a legend that never ends..."
Mu Yang pretended to think about what was mentioned in the prophecy.
Although he remembered it clearly, he couldn't say it clearly.
Wouldn't this ruin the entire event plot?
What should the players do to solve the puzzles?
He, Mu Yang, is not such a person.
So, Mu Yang began to analyze from his own identity and experience.
He felt that the person who wrote this prophecy must be extraordinary.
Such people generally don't pursue physical objects.
So this 'non-existent flower' is probably not about finding 'a flower'.
Paimon touched his head, "I'm a little confused..."
Ying seemed to have some feelings.
"Now it's the Wind Flower Festival, everyone is talking about 'Wind Flower', but 'Wind Flower' doesn't refer to a specific flower, is that what you mean?"
Mu Yang neither said yes nor no.
This method of pretending was learned from the immortals.
Only half of the words are said, and you can figure out the rest.
No matter what you figure out, he won't say whether it's right or wrong.
This mysterious style is quite like this.
Mu Yang likes it very much...
After hearing Ying's explanation, Paimeng seemed to understand a little.
She held her chin with her hand, "I understand, the wind flower is not a specifically defined flower."
"Everyone has their own wind flower in their mind..."
Ying looked at her and smiled, "Then the 'flower' in the sweet flower stuffed chicken is Paimeng's 'wind flower'?"
Paimeng crossed his arms, "If you treat me to another one, it can be."
She changed the subject, "What about the other sentences, such as 'a person who never lies'?"
"Does Mu Yang count?"
After listening to Paimeng's words, Ying also turned to look at Mu Yang.
Wanted to see his reaction.
[Hahaha, Mu Yang, never lie]
["I know my limits"]
[Every time he was injured and tried to hold on, he was lying]
[Every time he said something before leaving, it was a lie. My husband is such a pig's hoof]
Mu Yang smiled faintly, "I don't have any idea about this issue."
"But I definitely don't count myself..."
Paimon couldn't believe it, "Huh?! Does Mu Yang lie often?"
Mu Yang was speechless. What kind of diode thinking is this?
Although he was speechless in his heart.
But Mu Yang was still very patient with this foodie cutie.
"I just don't lie to my friends."
"Not to mention the thousands of years I have lived in Teyvat."
"Just walking as a wine merchant in the past year, I can't help but tell a lot of lies."
Ying also understood that although Mu Yang would not lie to them.
However, the Mond people didn't know his identity as an immortal.
As long as someone with a heart asked one more question.
Then he would definitely tell a lie.
This clue is really hard to find.
Are there really people in the world who don't lie?
Even Ying herself, sometimes in order to deal with the treasure-stealing group and the gilded brigade.
To rescue hostages, she has to lie.
It seems that this sentence can only be explained in an abstract way like the first sentence.
Seeing that Ying and Paimon seemed to be thinking.
Mu Yang told them that instead of asking himself, who likes to study martial arts.
It is better to look for those who are really good at writing in the city.
For example, a bard who likes to drink.
Ying certainly knows this is the truth.
She just wants to stay with Mu Yang for a while.
Mu Yang took out a bottle of wine, "Take this with you, he should be in [Angel's Gift] now."
Ying took the bottle of wine from Mu Yang, "What about you?"
"I'll go around and I'll be in the city recently. If you have anything, you can find me at the Goethe Hotel."
Ying was a little reluctant.
But considering that Mu Yang had been running around for many days, he still needed to rest well.
He nodded in agreement.
MuYang added, "Shen He and Gan Yu miss you guys, they may have different answers."
"Got it, you should have a good rest first."
After that, Ying left with a bottle of good wine.
At the door of Angel's Gift.
Wendy was sitting there drinking as Mu Yang said.
[Wendy ah ah]
[The dignified God of Wind, where he is doing everything, everyone knows it, it's too embarrassing]
[Mu Yang handed over this bottle of wine, he must be out of shape]
Wendy looked at Yingmei approaching and greeted her lightly.
"Yo~ Long time no see!"
"Singing, you are drinking again!"
"Put the cup down quickly, be serious, we have something important to ask you."
Paimon put his hands on his waist.
In all of Mond, she was probably the only one who would talk to the God of Wind like this.
Wendy was not angry, but her answer was naturally perfunctory.
"Hmm...Hmm..."
There was no intention to stop drinking.
Until Ying handed over the good wine that Mu Yang had just given her.
Wendy then straightened up and let Ying fill her glass...
Wendy looked at the glass and praised.
Ying took advantage of this hard control time to relay the mysterious prophecy...
[Why do I feel that this drinking culture is a bit like Liyue]
[Mu Yang is a Liyue person, no problem]
[Wendy's attitude before and after is touching (dog head)]
[Too cute, thinking of Sun Wendy]
[? ? ? ]
"How is it? How is it?" Paimon looked at Wendy's smiling face and felt that there was a play.
Wendy said, "Have you forgotten? It's the Wind Flower Festival now, you can't just ask for help."
Paimon was so angry that his teeth itched. Why didn't you say it before drinking?
Ying didn't think it was a big deal.
She just regarded this as a Wind Flower Festival game now.
However, she still asked Wendy if the prophecy was true.
So that Sugar and Cole would not work in vain.
"Then give us some small hints and blessings. Is it necessary to pursue this prophecy?"
Wendy seemed very satisfied with Ying's approach.
Tell her that the person who left this prophecy is very powerful.
If this mystery can be solved, good things will definitely happen.
"As for the small blessing, wait until you find the four things. I will tell you the location of the lamp."
"How is it, it is not a waste of this bottle of good wine?"
Paimon said unhappily, "This is more or less."
The two left with the answer of the God of Wind.
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One day of power outage, there will be another chapter later