Seeker of Teyvat

Three days later, an unknown village in the desert.

Wang Daoyi came here quietly, following his inner feelings.

Ever since he obtained the authority left by the Red King, he had been feeling something entangled in his heart.

So after settling the people of Chisha Banner, Wang Daoyi went out and followed his inner guidance and got here all the way.

Silently observing this small village, I found that there were no people from the Gilded Brigade. It was like a clear stream in the desert.

After confirming that there was no hidden boss, Wang Daoyi approached the village.

"who are you?"

After taking a few steps, he was stopped by a group of young people. The young people were only fifteen or sixteen years old, with stubble just growing on their immature faces.

At this time, Wang Daoyi did not wear a mask on his face and showed a friendly smile: "I am a traveler in the desert. I passed by here and wanted to ask for a bowl of water."

There was doubt in the young man's eyes: "Traveller, you are not lying, are you? Our village has not seen a single traveler come here for a year."

"Are you the guard of the village? Where is our village chief?" Wang Daoyi asked gently, completely unable to see the power of the Lord of the Red Sand Banner.

"Why, do you want to know the news? I won't tell you." The young man became more vigilant.

Wang Daoyi couldn't help but shook his head: "Although it is a good thing to be vigilant, you should know by looking at the Eye of God on my waist that I am someone you can't beat. Therefore, you are the one who informs the villagers that someone is coming to visit." It should be done.”

"Eye of God? What is that?" The young man looked confused.

Wang Daoyi was stunned. Is there anyone these days who doesn't know the Eye of God? For a moment, he didn't know whether he should explain to the boy what the Eye of God was.

"Ahem, Clark, stop blocking the guests." An old voice came from the village.

The young man's face changed, and he was a little worried: "Oh no, it's all your fault. Grandpa must have been disturbed."

"Ha, then why don't you go and have a look?" Wang Dao said with a smile.

Young Clark didn't answer and ran straight to the village. Wang Daoyi followed him, looking at everything in the village as he moved forward.

"What an ancient village."

Looking at the various strange tools in the village, Wang Daoyi sighed. Most of these tools have been eliminated for many years, and some can be traced back to thousands of years ago.

And this village is still using these ancient tools.

It is better to say that it is ancient than backward.

Following young Clark, Wang Daoyi came to an ordinary mud house.

A gray-haired old man was snoring in the sun here. With Wang Daoyi's eyesight, he could vaguely see the appearance of young Clark in the old man.

Perhaps, it is a pair of grandfather and grandson.

"I'm very sorry, I'm too old to get up to welcome you, distinguished guest." The old man said in a very slow tone.

Wang Daoyi shook his head, with strong curiosity in his eyes, but he still remained polite: "You don't have to be so polite. In my hometown, respecting the old and caring for the young is a virtue. I'm the one who's rude to bother you without preparing any gifts." right."

Hearing Wang Daoyi's words, the old man's wrinkled face showed a smile: "It's been a long time since I've seen a strong man like you who has such powerful power and yet remains polite. Welcome to Aru Village."

"Aru Village?" Wang Dao frowned.

This name is exactly the same as the largest gathering place in the desert.

Seeing Wang Daoyi's frown, the old man showed a true expression: "It seems that you should have been to Aru Village on the other side of the desert."

"what do you mean?"

Wang Daoyi asked.

The old man tried his best to open his eyes, showing a hint of nostalgia: "The Aru Village over there and the Aru Village here were originally the same, but they were separated because of a disagreement."

"It's obvious that the people over there have abandoned their faith!!" Young Clark shouted loudly from the side, looking a little angry.

"Faith." The old man did not reprimand the rude Karak. Instead, he looked at the young man sadly, "This is really not a good word."

Wang Daoyi was a little curious: "Old man, do you have any different views on the word faith?"

High emotional intelligence: What a different view.

Low emotional intelligence: Do you have no faith?

"Ha, no, I also have faith, and my faith has never faded."

The old man became excited, and his old face seemed to be full of energy.

As the old man's mood fluctuated, the earth veins in this area began to become disordered.

There was a trace of surprise in his eyes, and Wang Daoyi was a little unbelievable.

This old man actually activated the earth's veins simply with his emotions. This kind of thing was difficult for Wang Daoyi himself to do.

"I'm sorry, old guy, I'm a little excited." The old man quickly calmed down, "The word faith is too heavy for me."

"Can I hear your story if you'd like?"

For some reason, the authority deep in Wang Daoyi's soul was beating slightly.

There was a little nostalgia in the old man's eyes: "Okay, if you talk about these things, it might be a lot better."

In Wang Daoyi's expectation, the old man slowly told the story:

[That is an old story,

In order to fulfill the rebellious fantasy and transcend the confinement of the sky,

At the same time, it is also for the future of mankind and the awakening of mankind.

The ancient and divine king chose to set his plan in motion

"Unify thousands of thoughts into one, unify thousands of calculations into one,"

"Thus shall man be the king of kings, and the God of gods."

However, as the plan progresses, when the one he loves dies, the Son of Heaven cannot escape wear and tear.

Dark filth contaminates the earth, and all living beings are wailing in front of the throne of God.

By the time the divine king wakes up, the world is devastated.

Hearing the wails of his people, the king chose to sacrifice himself.

"One day, humans will wake up and know they don't need gods,

Before that, I will become a god other than a god. "

The ancient king is gone,

The people of the desert will leave the palaces and ruins they are accustomed to living in,

Go to the edge of the earth to build a new settlement,

That abode will be named Aru, the old dream of God,

Waiting quietly for Akhmar's recovery. 】

Wang Daoyi listened to the story quietly and watched the old man's body glow with white light.

"Dear guest, what do you think of this story?" The old man looked at Wang Daoyi with hope in his eyes.

Wang Daoyi already fully understood what was going on in this village.

With a gentle smile, Wang Dao nodded: "A very good story."

"Then, can you let me see you?" The white light on the old man's body became stronger and stronger. "Please, let me see you!"

"His wish may not be for you to wait for Him like this." Wang Dao said with regret in his eyes.

"I know, I have always known, so when those people chose to leave, although I regarded it as betrayal, I never stopped them. I just wanted to take a last look at you."