Original God, looking for the heart

The sound of the piano is surprisingly nice.

"Wind..." Mo Bei muttered absently.

The song is over

"How about it, how about it, doesn't it sound good!" Wendy wiped the piano and jumped down from the branch lightly.

"A very good tune. He is indeed the best bard in the world!"

Then, he took out a flute from the storage space. When Mo Bei saw the flute for the first time, he felt vaguely familiar, like an old friend who had been with him for a long time and hugged him with invisible hands.

However, he has no old friends. Maybe it's just my fantasy.

"I also have a song here, I wonder if you..."

"Do you want me to audition? Of course! Let the best bard in the world come and listen to your performance!" After saying that, Wendy put her hands on her hips and looked very expectant.

Putting the flute to his mouth, Mo Bei recalled the music played by Wendy. Free as a bird. Then, a "Bird Poem" should be very suitable for my current state of mind.

The sound of the flute is always so melodious, but it always has a hint of sadness. There is an unnoticeable sadness hidden in the relaxing and melodious tune. Under the sun, there are shadows.

However, this is not difficult for Wendy, who considers herself the best bard in the world. I saw him practicing the harp again, and following Mo Bei's rhythm, he drew notes one after another on the strings.

If Mo Bei's songs are the night sky, then Wendy's notes are the stars in the night sky. A leap of each note is like a twinkle of a star. The night sky with stars will not appear dark. Or, compare Mo Bei's song to silk. After Wendy's notes fall on it, lifelike flowers appear on the silk.

Mo Bei naturally heard the sound of Wendy's harp, and he made the sound softer, like the sea lifting up the waves. Regardless of calmness, wind or rain, waves can always write the vitality of the sea. It was obviously the first time we met, but it seemed like we were old friends for many years. This may be "high mountains and flowing water".

It seems that a long time ago, someone heard him play the flute. Ah, he was imagining it again. Fantasy that someone had been with him.

The poems from flying birds finally come to an end.

"Bah, bang, bang," Wendy couldn't help but applaud, "Oh my, I haven't heard such a beautiful song for a long time. It would be perfect if I could have cider on hand at this time."

Mo Bei wiped the flute and put it back into the storage space again: "You are so young, how can you still drink?"

Wendy covered her mouth with one hand and made a gesture of whispering: "Even though I am not tall, I am actually old enough to drink."

"Then, why not go have a drink. My treat is my reward for you."

"Oh, then it's better to be respectful than to obey. I know a tavern called 'Angel's Gift'. The wine there is delicious."

"?Does the bard like drinking so much?" he wondered. However, looking at Wendy's excited eyes, she smiled and agreed to him: "Okay, that's the one."

The two of them were walking back to Mondstadt together.

Although black clothes can hide blood stains well, they cannot cover up the fishy smell. Mo Bei's face was still stained with some monster blood. Every time I breathe, the smell of rust penetrates my nostrils.

But ever since he heard the sound of Wendy's piano, Mo Bei's bloodthirsty hunger subsided a lot in an instant. He is not driven mad by blood now. It's amazing.

Mond City

"Wendy, I'm going to hand in a task first, and I'll go directly to the tavern to find you later."

Mo Bei walked quickly to the Adventurers Association and submitted the task to Catherine. A heavy bag of mola was delivered to Mo Bei. Today's harvest was good, and his busy day was not in vain.

"And this." Mo Bei took out a check from the storage space. The number column said "five million" and there was a seal on the number. "Is this valid?"

"It will be valid for a long time, Lord Mobei." Catherine just glanced at the seal and said firmly.

"Okay, thank you." Mo Bei put the check back into the space again, took Maura and left.

angel's gift

Wendy was waiting for Mo Bei at the door.

"Sorry, I didn't wait long." Mo Bei smiled apologetically.

"No, no, why did you wait so long? Delicious cider, here I come~" Wendy opened the door and walked in impatiently. Mo Bei followed closely behind.

The owner of the tavern didn't say anything when he saw Wendy. He took out a barrel-shaped wine glass, poured a full glass of cider from the wine cabinet behind him, and handed it to Wendy.

Wendy took the glass and drank it happily.

"Hey, kid. When can I pay back the money for the last drink?" the owner of the tavern urged.

"Oh, well..." This time it was Wendy's turn to smile sheepishly, "I will pay it off - use my performance to pay off the debt."

The corner of the tavern owner's mouth twitched, and his smile became "kind".

"I paid whatever he owed." Mo Bei put the bag of mola on the table and pushed it to the boss.

The boss pressed the bag of mola with his hand and poured out part of it: "These are enough. May Lord Fengshen bless you, kind foreigner."

Mo Bei nodded and took the remaining Mora.

"Wendy, just wait for me here. I'll be right back."

"Okay, okay, let's go." Wendy held up the glass and took another sip. Not long after, half the glass of cider was gone. Mo Bei was a little worried. He wouldn't be asked to deal with it when he was drunk. He doesn't know how to take care of people.

"It's better to go back quickly." Mo Bei left the tavern carrying the remaining Mora.

After a while, Mo Bei came back with a big bag of fragrant and red apples. He always remembered that Wendy said he wanted to eat an apple.

Well...he said that, right?

Mo Bei handed the apple to Wendy and said that he had a strong smell of blood and it was not convenient to stay here, so he went back to the hotel first.

"See you next time, foreign traveler." Wendy raised her wine glass and made a toast boldly.

"See you next time." Mo Bei was stunned for a moment. You should smile now. He imitated a smile based on his usual observations. Then he hurriedly left the tavern.

Hotel

Mo Bei had to persuade Flim to accept Mora. In this way, he felt much more at ease.

Back in his room, Mo Bei lay by the window and looked at the stars outside - he always seemed to be obsessed with the stars.

"!" A strange wave of energy came, and Mo Bei couldn't help being shocked. Immediately, a huge meteor streaked across the sky, leaving a long, colorful trail.

Looks like something's going to happen, there's a new mission tomorrow. I hope this meteorite can help him retrieve some memories, or meet someone who can help him retrieve it.

Mo Bei was lying on the bed, stretching out one hand and making grasping movements in the air, as if he could grab something, such as his own memory.

The truth is that he can't catch anything.

"Hey, I'm asleep." He changed into a comfortable position and closed his eyes.

The gentle wind blew through the window and stirred his hair.

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