In Yuanshen, no one understands holy relics better than me

"Who are you?" Anthony shielded his sister behind him hostilely.

When he was a child, his sister suffered from a lot of discrimination due to her strange disease, and he fought a lot because of it, and became more and more hostile towards strangers over time.

"Brother, he belongs to the Adventurer's Association. Have you issued a mission again... I've said it all, but it's useless."

Anna took the lead to introduce, looking at her brother's scarred arm, her eyes were full of distress.

"It's good for Anna to continue basking in the sun here." Anthony only smiled when he faced his sister.

He hooked his fingers towards Xia Tian, ​​as if he was not willing to talk about this commission in front of his sister: "You come with me."

The two came to a dark corner facing away from the sun.

"Anna, it's my younger sister. She has a disease that is difficult to cure... She often throws coins by the fountain to pray."

There were tears in Anthony's eyes: "Hey, why is she the only one, she is such a kind and gentle child...it's better for me to bear it..."

The feelings between people cannot communicate with each other, Xia Tian can't open his mouth to say that he feels the same, and then go to comfort him.

He could only wait quietly for Anthony to vent his negative grief: "Is there anything I can do?"

Anthony took a deep breath: "Let me be blunt, the content of my commission is to cure Anna's illness, no matter what the final result is, I will pay you."

Straightforward, straightforward task issuer.

Xia Tian immediately nodded: "Of course, as a brother, the most concerned thing is the body of the sister, so are you looking for the raspberry eaten by the grass slime?"

This is the original plot in the game, but Glory's mission has been out of the game, and it's probably the same this time.

Sure enough, Anthony frowned: "What is that? Can something that sounds unreliable be a cure?"

It's really possible, but I don't know if the genius doctor who gave this folk prescription has any other advice.

"No, just take it as a joke." Xia Tian smiled awkwardly.

"I asked many people and tried some medicines, but none of them could cure Anna's illness."

Anthony looked at the gorgeous fountain: "So I want to entrust this expectation to the spring water elf, if it is the spring water elf, it will definitely cure her disease!"

Whoa!Is this changing from the spirit of materialism to idealism?

Xia Tian couldn't help being surprised: "The spring spirit? Does it really exist?"

The spring water elf is a legend that can often be heard in Tivat. It is said that there is an elf living in every spring.

Only those with a pure heart can see her and talk to her, and she will generously help her.

Anthony shook his head: "It is because I don't know whether it exists or not, so I ask you to help."

This task is difficult, and it is not easy to find something that has never appeared in the game.

Anthony gave the only clue he knew: "Qingquan Town, a long time ago, there was a legend of seeing a spring spirit in Qingquan Town."

"Qingquan Town...the spring water elf..." Some memories flashed in his mind.

The story in the book "Heart of Qingquan", the old man in Qingquan Town... seems to be connected in series again.

Seeing Xia Tian's amazed face, Anthony was a little excited: "Have you heard of it too? The spring water elf in Qingquan Town?"

"No, I haven't heard of it." Xia Tian shook his head, he had no confidence in this, and he didn't want to bring unnecessary hope to the client.

Anthony became lonely again, and Xia Tian patted his chest to promise: "However, I will try my best to help you find the clues of the spring spirit."

Anthony sincerely begged: "Miraculous traveler, I'm sorry for not being friendly enough to you. If possible, please create a miracle again!"

Chapter 120 Six Diona and Old Finch

The legend of the "spring spirit" has been circulating for a long time.

She once appeared, and from the dry well, the water flowed up and gathered into a spring.

The spring water nourishes all things, and even miraculously heals a dying child who was originally sick.

People at that time came to see the blessed spring one after another, and even built settlements around the spring, unwilling to leave.

Over time, a village named "Qingquan Town" was born.

However, in today's Qingquan Town, most people think that it is just a legend, and some even say it is a "tourism conspiracy".

Conspiracy arguments are only a small part of the voice after all, because Qingquan Town is really beautiful.

Looking south from the city wall of Mond, you can see the proud figure of Longji Snow Mountain.

And from the snow mountain to the scattered terraces of the fruit wine lake, a standard European town is distributed among them.

When the snow water on the Longji Snow Mountain melts, it gathers into a stream, flows down through the beautiful waterfall formed by the difference in terrain, and meets the gushing spring water in the round concave pool.

In the previous travels and adventures, I sat on the carriage and passed by several times, but I couldn't look carefully when I came and went.

This is the first time that Xia Tian stopped in front of the iconic windmill building, and suddenly he was in the wild forest he had longed for.

Work at sunrise, rest at sunset, with a bowstring, hunting in the forest, occasionally poultry croaking, and frogs singing and birds singing.

If you hold hands with the person you like for a lifetime, it is also a blessing.

It's a pity that the two sides are empty, and the villagers in the past are mostly rough old hunters.

They are strong and powerful, with magnificent breath, they can catch wild animals with their hands, and they can shoot birds from the sky.

Most of the old people are picking vegetables and fruits to eat at noon in the fertile fields beside the eaves, while the women light a fire to cook lunch for the brave hunters.

Only old Finch stood quietly by the spring.

Day after day, year after year, he wore a cap and looked at the clear spring water with indescribable sadness.

Vision is blurred, empty and lifeless, as if wandering with the flow of water, already out of reach.

In the game, Xia Tian was sentimental, seeing it with his own eyes made him feel even more desolate.

He came to the spring and greeted politely: "Hello."

Old Finch slowly came back to his senses, raised his eyes, and smiled as generously as possible: "Young traveler... Could it be that you are also here to find the fountain spirit?"

It's not that he guessed the intention, it's just that for old Finch, all his thoughts revolve around the stories related to the fountain spirit.

Xia Tian nodded: "Has there ever been a spring elf here?"

After hesitating for a few seconds, old Finch said with certainty: "Yes, but the people in the village don't believe it, and you won't either..."

Like a very ordinary tourist, Xia Tian listened curiously: "Can you tell me the story?"

Old Finch is one of the few people who insists on the existence of spring spirits. Whenever tourists come to Qingquan Town and come to this spring, he will tell the same story:

"A story... How many years ago was that? I was probably only fifteen or sixteen years old at that time..."

"Just by the pool of this spring, I often chat with her, about the weather, about the quality of the water, about the fish in the spring, about whether the people in the town are quarreling again... about which child accidentally fell into it... She secretly sent him out of the spring water...and gave him a few beautiful stones as comfort..."

"She is a very gentle elf..." Old Finch said so, and the memories are always so beautiful that people cannot escape.

Same as the game plot, Xia Tian hopes to get some information: "Then, where is she now? Does she still live in this spring?"

"I don't know...she doesn't want to see me anymore." Old Finch shook his head, when the tenderness was gone, the farewell was infinitely cold.

Old Finch leaned against the wooden fence and bowed to the cap on his head: "It's been half my life anyway, I'm waiting here, just to see her again, and to hear her beautiful voice like a spring flowing... "

"But it's been so long, the fountain spirit, she must have gone." He sighed, and looked into the distance: "When I thought about this, I realized that I am very old, too old to lose Gave the strength to travel all over Teyvat to find her."

So he can only wait here, waiting for the miracle that is so small that it is almost impossible.

If I don't get any useful clues, I can only try to go to "Clear Water Plain" and talk to the pure water elf to see if it is a relative or something.

Regrettably, the girlish voice with the sound of milk sounded in the distance at a high level——

"Grandpa Finch! Dad is at home today, let's have potato stew for lunch! Do you want..."

The girl's voice stopped abruptly because she saw an acquaintance she wanted to see but didn't want to see.

"Eh?" Xia Tian raised his head, and what caught in his eyes was a girl with pink cat ears.

Iconic beanie eyebrows, bangs tied up in a ball, cute hats and cat paw satchels.

Diona stood on a high place, pointing in surprise: "Why are you here!"

Xia Tian asked almost at the same time: "Shouldn't it be time to go to work now? You miner!"

"Hmph!" The little cat crossed his arms and said, "How can anyone go to work every day! This is a normal rest!"

The old Finch on the side smiled: "So, you are Diona's friend..."

"That's right..."

Xia Tian's answer was immediately denied by Diona: "No! Don't say such misleading words! Diona is not your friend!"

Her agile figure jumped down from the high steps, landed on all fours like a cat, and squeezed between Xia Tian and old Finch: "Grandpa Finch, go to my house for dinner...don't pay attention to this person."

"Why did the attitude become so bad..." Xia Tian muttered in a puzzled voice.

At the Cattail Bar, although Diona would get angry for no reason, she was generally easy to get along with.

Could it be that the cat's personality changed when he returned home and returned to the forest?But cats seem to be really difficult to raise.

Diona turned her face to the spring, whistled, pretending not to care, and said, "You, if you want to eat, you can come along, and I will give you a little soup as much as I can."

After finishing speaking, his legs exerted strength, his light body jumped high, and ran towards the house in the middle.

The house with obvious cat decorations should be her home.

"It's nice to be young." Old Finch said emotionally: "It seems that Diona likes you very much."

He is not young anymore, he can only walk slowly step by step, Xia Tian follows behind: "Eh? How do you know this, is it because you gave me some soup?"

"In the entire Qingquan Town, or the entire Mond, there are not many people who can invite Diona to buy soup."

Why does old Finch's words feel a little self-praising, after all, Diona seems to often invite him to drink soup.

Could Diona's soup be cursed too?It tastes good no matter how you cook it?Thinking about it this way, I really have some expectations.

"Grandpa Finch seems to have a good relationship with Diona?" Xia Tian asked out of curiosity.

"Probably because we all believe in the existence of spring spirits!"

Old Finch turned around every three steps, just to take another look at the spring water: "If you are interested, why not ask her in person, maybe you can get a better answer about the spring water spirit!"

"Diona also believes in spring spirits?" Xia Tian was slightly surprised.

This is an unexpected harvest, and it may become an important clue to this matter!

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Chapter 120 Seven Is Diona Legal?

Like many ancient villages, most of the houses in Qingquan Town are made of wood.

In order to save space and prevent fire, both the stove for lighting the fire and the tables and chairs for eating are placed outside.

Basking in the sun, drinking hot soup, and chewing fruit has a special flavor.

Dulav was wary of the young man his daughter brought back for the first time.

This kind of vigilance is not like Simon's father-in-law who keeps people away thousands of miles away, but has a feeling of observing prey.

As an old hunter, Dulav carefully looked at Xia Tian with eagle eyes.

Young lad, good-looking, well-mannered, muscular looking.

I believe that after a short period of training, I will be able to master the hunting skills proficiently, but I can rest assured that Diona will be handed over to him...

But will you dislike Diona's figure...and ears and tail...

As a father, it is normal to think longer than his daughter.

It's just his sizing up, which made Xia Tian feel uncomfortable, and he asked casually: "Mr. Dulav, what's the matter with you..."

He had already introduced himself before, but he just said that he opened a shop in Mond City.

"No, what's the matter, my Diona's craftsmanship is not bad!" Dulav stroked his not-so-long beard, smiled and filled another bowl for Xia Tian.

Compared with the special wine, Diona's soup is very ordinary, but it is also an excellent level, which makes people warm.

"Pretty good! Prepared with her... um!" Halfway through Xia Tian's words, his lips were sealed by cold little hands.

Diona rushed over suddenly, blushing anxiously, and whispered: "Don't tell Dad, I'm working as a bartender!"

The underage daughter came out to work without telling her parents... I see.