Yuanshin: The Eye of God Lights Up Again

That was the first time Jiuqi Ren saw his senior brother show such an expression.

Then, Jiuqi Ren left without saying goodbye and never saw her senior brother again. She just heard that the Guhua Sect did not prosper as her senior brother imagined, but that it completely disappeared after she left...

The memory ended, but the expression on his senior brother's face before he left kept appearing in front of his eyes.

The expression overlapped with the face of the man Yongsai Matsuri met, causing Kuki Shinobu to pause.

She seemed to know how she could see the shadow of her senior brother from this man.

Not only because of the extremely similar faces, but also the expression, which is exactly the same.

"So, your boss is the ghost tribesman with the harsh laugh?"

"I'm sorry, boss sometimes doesn't do things through his head."

"I can tell."

Saying that, Mu Xian looked at Jiu Qiren again: "Why did you come to me specifically?"

"I have already counted the molas that the boss took from you. There are eight thousand molas in total."

The voice came into Jiuqi Ren's ears, and Jiu Qiren started to move again: "Now there are not so many Mora on the accounts of the Araki School, so please wait a little longer, I will return it as soon as possible." your."

-give me back?

"I gave it to him voluntarily."

Mu Xian said: "You don't need to come here to find me."

And Mu Xian will not waste his time for these eight thousand molas.

But Kuki Shinobi didn't think so.

The Eight Thousand Mora is indeed not very good, but the Arataki sect, which already had a bad reputation, has started to spread a rumor: the gangsters of the Arataki sect have now begun to snatch the Mora from foreign tourists.

The reason is still his boss's uncontrollable mouth and subsequent inaction.

Mu Xian once mentioned asking Arataki Ichito to pay attention to the "little girl in red".

But after Arataki Itou happily drank the cup of milk tea mixed with bean ingredients, everyone forgot about it.

If the Arrataki faction continues to go on like this, no one will entrust the Ararataki faction to do things no matter how many Jiuqi Ninja certificates.

"No matter what, please accept the apology from Arataki faction, sir."

Jiu Qiren then said: "Recently, the Ararataki faction has received a lot more commissions, sir, you won't wait long."

A series of courtesies made Mu Xian feel upset, Mu Xian decided to turn around and leave without paying attention.

But when he heard Jiu Qiren's last words, he stopped again.

"You mean commission?"

Mu Xian looked at the green-haired girl in front of him, and a serious image inexplicably appeared in his mind.

When Mu Xian wanted to think about it again, he found that there was no impression of that figure in his memory.

Shaking his head and ignoring it, Mu Xian spoke to Kuki Nin.

"The eight thousand molas should be regarded as a reward for entrusting you to do something."

"I will give you Mora, and before tonight, I hope you can prepare something for me."

"As for what it is... Let me ask first, what materials are needed to make fireworks?"

Jiu Qiren's eyes became strange, even if he didn't take off his lower armor, Mu Xian could almost guess that she was puzzled by this commission.

But Mu Xian didn't explain, after all, the employer didn't need to explain to the person who carried out the entrustment.

Kuki Shinobi also knew this, and he was puzzled, but he still nodded.

"I see."

Kuki Shinobi asked: "Where should I send the things?"

Mu Xian was taken aback for a moment, but he didn't think where he should send it.

Pursing his lips, Mu Xian thought back to the girl from a few days ago.

"Ganjin Island." Mu Xian thought for a moment and said, "I haven't seen fireworks on Ganjin Island yet."

"I heard that the fireworks can be seen from both the outlying islands and Inazuma Castle." If the fireworks can really be seen by the entire Inazuma, it should be the most suitable place to place them.

"Brother?"

The sudden sound made Mu Xian startled, and the thoughts in his mind quickly disappeared.

His eyes fell on Kuki-nin, and the girl's eyes told him that this time was not a test.

Kuki Shinobu looked at Mu Xian, and she caught the emotions shown by Mu Xian while he was thinking and talking.

Although it was so weak that it was almost non-existent, Kuki-nin had felt it from his senior brother countless times.

"You are a senior brother, right? You must be a senior brother!"

Chapter 89 The broken dream of the lonely king in the tower

"You are a senior brother, right? You must be a senior brother!"

Jiu Qiren would not admit it wrong, even if it was only for a short period of time, Jiu Qiren could recognize that this was the breath of his senior brother.

The girl took a step forward, but Mu Xian took a small step back at the same time.

Kuki Ren paused, his eyes under the green hair a little confused.

"I said that I don't know you, and I don't have any junior sister like you in my memory."

Mu Xian's tone was vaguely impatient. If it weren't for the commission, he might have turned around and left immediately.

Mu Xian's words made Jiu Qiren look into Mu Xian's eyes again, but there was no sign of his former senior brother anymore.

-illusion?still...

Jiuqi Ren was confused. She was worried about her senior brother and did not allow this matter to bother her like this.

"sorry."

Jiu Qiren apologized: "Master, can you tell me your name?"

"Hu Muxuan."

Mu Xian didn't want to speak at first, but finally answered.

"Okay, now I have to go."

Mu Xian naturally saw Jiu Qiren's inexplicable temptation, and it was also because Jiu Qiren's repeated temptations became impatient.

Since Mu Xian now has no memory of her, there is no need for Mu Xian to say anything more to her.

Kuki-nin turned around and left without waiting for a response.

Jiu Qi Ren raised his hand to stop Mu Xian, but still did not speak.

"never mind."

Seeing Mu Xian who was gradually leaving, a low voice came from under the girl's mask: "Anyway, there will be a chance to see you again."

Then the wind brought up white clouds, and the white clouds that blocked the sun made Rongcai Festival not as hot as yesterday.

The young man dressed in green had just woken up from a hangover. He had no money to pay for the drinks and wanted to pay the bill with the sound of the piano, but was thrown out the door by the boss with a look on his face.

But Wendy just smiled, and the glass... God's Eye hanging on her waist lit up and turned into a wooden harp.

Bards have backbone, although not as much as imagined.

The boss kicked him out without asking Wendy to pay, but Wendy wouldn't just leave in despair.

Since it is said to pay with the sound of the piano, it is to pay with the sound of the piano.

Fingers flicked the strings casually, and the gradually rising pitch attracted the attention of passers-by around.

So... let the people of Inazuma feel Mond's poetry.

Wendy's lips were slightly raised, and her fingers played the strings very skillfully...

Stories are engraved in poetry, and time makes poetry appear slowly.

This is the prelude that most Mond people are very familiar with. When the prelude sounds, a young man yearning for freedom will appear in their minds.

This is the origin of Mondstadt and the earliest story spread.

In the poem, a boy who has never seen a bird yearns for freedom beyond the high wall.

He got acquainted with the weak wind elf, the lost warrior, and the infatuated hunter...

He led a rebellion among the people trapped in the tower.

At the end of the story, the tyrant was overthrown.

Amid the sound of the collapse of the high wall that isolated the outside world, the high-pitched piano sound also came to an abrupt end here.

This is the ending of the poem, which is called "The Breeze and the Young Man".

The poem should have ended here, but Wendy paused her fingers when she saw someone approaching from a distance, and then continued playing.

This is the end of the poem, but not the end of the story.

The high-pitched sound of the piano did not stop abruptly, and the story continued.

The collapse of the high wall allows people to see only what is outside the high wall, but they can also see more things outside the high wall.

Like...cold wind.

Without the protection of the high wall, the cold wind swept in, and the cheers turned into howls.

Everything is not developing for the better, but is getting worse step by step.

There is always someone who needs to be the object of everyone's anger, and the boy who sang freedom became the only one.

The wind elf could not help but watch the boy die in front of him, and the confusion in his heart attracted the dying lonely king.

The usual enemies had the same situation, and the same situation made the two understand each other.

Before dying, the lonely king gave all his power to the wind elves, and the elves with power became one of the seven.

Borrowing this power, the wind elf who became the god of wind blew away the cold wind, and the sunlight blocked by the cold wind shone into Mondstadt for the first time.