The man with a clear face

Author: Old McCree

Liyue Port, Yunhai Bookstore.

In a strange atmosphere, the dinner was finally finished.

After finishing the meal, Yae Shenzi left with an excuse, and Hu Tao pulled Zhong Li and ran towards the Hall of Rebirth. In the end, only Ningzhe and Clemons were left.

The sun had already set at this time. Ningzhe and Clemons did not choose to return directly to Yunhai Bookstore, but took a stroll in Liyue Port.

The reason is very simple. Zhongli came here not only to say hello, but more importantly, to convey some new information.

In Jueyunjian, Mandrill, who had solved the problem of karma invasion, met the Dragon King Ruotuo. He seemed to have got some new information from the Dragon King - and then, the great sage who conquered demons disappeared, and even Zhongli temporarily looked for him.

No trace of him.

Today, Mandrill has transformed. Not only has he got rid of the long-term karma, his body has been cleansed and strengthened, and his weapon has been replaced by the spear Gangnir with the power of [Law]. Logically speaking, his current strength has far exceeded

Before, there was no need to worry about him.

But this "disappearance" is too complete. It is no longer a simple "disappearance of breath" or "disappearance of body", but a change in "form of existence".

However, this time Zhongli came to inform the matter in person, not to let Ningzhe handle the matter. He planned to handle the matter of Mandrill's disappearance personally - the more important reason why he came here was to let Ningzhe handle the matter.

one person.

It may be inappropriate to say that it is [human]. To be more precise, it should be for another [god].

When Wuwanpo was dealing with the issue of the boundary between life and death, Xumi's little grass god found Ningzhe through the link between consciousness and dreams. Zhongli didn't notice it at first, but as time went by, he discovered it.

Zhongli actually didn't have much opinion about the new god of Sumeru. After all, as far as he knew, this god didn't do anything in Sumeru - to put it inappropriately, the God of Grass in Sumeru didn't seem to be a regent.

, but plays a role similar to a "vase".

The politics, economy and academics of Xumi for hundreds of years have all been controlled by the Xumi Order. Compared to the so-called gods, the great sages of the Order seem to be more like the de facto rulers of a country.

Zhongli believed in and respected this "god of wisdom".

If she had been like this, Zhongli would naturally not say anything. After all, it had been like this for hundreds of years, and there had been no accidents.

But at this moment, Ningzhe "ascended to the gods" in a way other than Teyvat, but the little grass god from the neighboring country came directly to find her - the most important thing is that she bypassed the god in Liyue and directly contacted Ningzhe.

Communicate in person.

Of course Zhongli is not worried about whether there will be any accidents here, but at this moment when the people of Liyue are going to fight against the Dragon King Ruotuo, they still have to pay attention to some impacts.

After receiving the news, Ningzhe did not hesitate and quickly told Clemons about his exchange with Nasida.

"Is the newly born God of Wisdom bound in a high cabinet by his wise people, like a canary in captivity?"

After hearing the news about this god, the old man showed a surprised expression. It seemed that based on his experience, this kind of thing was extremely rare.

"Yes. According to the intelligence and information I currently have, the God of Grass in Xumi began to go deep into Jian De after being taken back by the Xumi people hundreds of years ago. Since then, he has never made any announcements as a god.

A policy.”

At the Yujing Terrace at night, Ningzhe leaned against the railing, looked at the coast in the distance, and slowly said: "The current Xumi No, it should be said that it is the Xumi Order. It does not seem to be like Liyue or Daozhu."

[Belief in] gods.”

"In other words, rather than believing in the [God of Wisdom], as scholars they only believe in [Wisdom]."

Looking at the dark sky, filled with stars, Ningzhe seemed to think of another world.

It was a dark world. People lived in the darkness, but they kept thinking about getting rid of the darkness. Only at the last moment did they understand that it was the darkness that gave them the basis for survival, but they didn't know it.

In other words, they knew it, but because "darkness cannot speak", they chose to ignore it.

"."

Hearing the change in Ningzhe's tone, Clemons slowly exhaled. As a "referee" watching the demise of the world in [the sky], he naturally understood what Ningzhe was saying beyond his words.

Just like people in the dark world are eventually swallowed up by their own ignorance and arrogance, in Ningzhe's eyes, will the Xumi Order pay the price for this arrogance?

If so, who will "punish" these people, and at what cost?

Clemons didn't know, and in fact, he didn't have much interest in it.

"So, Ning boy, do you have any ideas?" Clemons also looked at the sky and saw the stars, but there was nothing in his pupils.

"Well, actually I don't have any ideas anymore." Ningzhe suddenly turned around and showed a helpless expression, "Some things have to be solved by the parties themselves. Is the God of Wisdom really just a vase?"

As he spoke, Ningzhe stretched his waist.

"I think that the Grass God knows everything. She just didn't take any action to stop the Order. When she makes a decision on her own and is determined, it won't be too late for me to help as a support."

"Haha, a good choice." After hearing Ningzhe's answer, Clemons nodded, "If it were me, I would make this choice too."

Although "young", the God of Wisdom's ability is not deceptive, but there are some things she has not figured out - before she decides what to do, whether as a "friend" or as a neighboring god, Ningzhe

Neither will take action.

"However." Clemons turned his gaze away from the sky and returned to Ningzhe, with a somewhat inexplicable tone in his voice, "What if it's because of other things? Just like your kid said before, because of some special

dream?"

"Dream?" Ningzhe was stunned for a moment, then rolled his eyes at the old man and said with a speechless face: "You've already been slapped in the face by others, what's the point of hesitating?"

Hearing this, Clemons was also stunned for a moment, then smiled and turned his gaze to the sky again.

This time, his eyes were no longer pitch black, but had a faint light spot.

This light spot is neither a star hanging high in the sky, nor a creature flying by, nor is it an abstract thing.

"Did you get hit in the face?"

Clemons murmured to himself, his voice so quiet that even Ningzhe couldn't hear it.

"If that day does come. No, I hope that day will never come."

In the old man's eyes, the light spot was dissipating, but as it disappeared, its outline became more concrete.

It was not a creature or a star, but an island.
Chapter completed!