To the eternal you

Following the actions of the person in front, he worshiped the statue, then reached out to touch the base of the statue, closed his eyes and waited for the so-called revelation.

It is said that a predestined person can get enlightenment when they touch the statue, and the next year will be smooth, but this kind of thing has always been believed or not, and it is mysterious, but in fact, it should be true for those who really get the divine enlightenment. very few...

The second after such a thought was born, a gentle but strong force brought her into a dream.

The sky is blue, surrounded by tall towers. It seems to be located in a solemn building. Standing on tiptoe, you can find that the outside world is extremely small, just like a human town living in a birdcage.

At this time, there were brisk applause behind her, and the girl's weak and lonely humming.

"Happy Birthday to you~Happy Birthday to you~Happy Birthday to you, my dear..."

She looked back, and there was a girl hiding in the shadow of the pile of books singing birthday song alone, and her white and tender hands were clapping with little rhythm, often humming once and clapping twice, humming two phrases and clapping once casually look.

"pray...?"

Ying stepped forward, but the other party didn't respond. Instead, she still hummed the birthday song of one person softly. It wasn't until night fell that she stopped her monotonous movements and stood up. She picked up the book and walked to the place where the moonlight was shining. Quietly holding the book and flipping through it.

When is this memory?

And... there is no way out here, the door is tightly closed, and no one around will come, and when night falls, everything is silent and terrible, as if I am the only one left alive.

She came to sit next to the girl and looked at the books she was flipping through. It was recorded that the parents would celebrate the birth of the child, but the song was just hummed by the ignorant girl.

Qi's reading speed is very slow, as if she is attached to read word by word. At this time, nothing can attract her attention. Until dawn, the girl seldom moves except for occasionally changing to a place where the light shines.

Ying just looked at her like this all night, feeling a little uncomfortable.

But soon, the door opened.

Just when Ying thought that someone was looking for her, she was surprised to find that the girl did not respond, as if in her perception, the door was still closed.

That door is for yourself.

Ying had such thoughts in her mind, and then she walked forward slowly, and when she was about to step into the world outside the door, she looked back at the sleeping girl curled up in the corner of the wall with her pillow on her arm and a book in her arms.

She was silent for a moment, then returned to the position where she was lying down, and just accompanied Qi like this.

Occasionally, Ying would reach out her hand, wanting to touch this memory of the past or reality, but every time, she would pass through nothingness, only sighing as if imprisoned in the room.

Now think about it carefully, what kind of feelings do I have for Qi?

Because of the feeling of cherishing each other during the time spent with each other as the flower of the heart, and after the real encounter with Qibao in the future, after experiencing so much together, it seems that she is taken for granted as a part of myself.

Dominate... maybe.

But why Qi treats herself like this even until now she doesn't understand, it's as if she subconsciously avoided this thinking process and directly enjoyed the somewhat exorbitant favor.

Even now that I have come to this step by accident, I can only sigh with emotion that fate is really a wonderful thing.

Looking at the sleeping girl, she softly hummed the song she had just done, celebrating the girl's birth.

Then her consciousness gradually dimmed, and then her eyes lit up, Ying subconsciously looked left and right, and withdrew her palm.

The material of the statue seems to be taken from a special mineral, and there is still a faint feeling in the palm of the hand, as if being illuminated by the early winter sun.

"Traveler? What's wrong with you?"

Paimon looked at her suspiciously.

"No... nothing."

It seems that I have been in consciousness for so long, but it is only a moment in reality, but why do I let myself see this part of memory.

Ying looked up at the statue, her inner doubts were not answered.

"Traveler, if you finish your visit, please leave, the next one is waiting."

Miss Miko on the side reminded me gently.

"Ah good."

Just walking out in such a dazed manner, Pai Meng probably guessed something when he saw Ying's appearance, so he had no choice but to spread his hands and went to the wooden teahouse to look for Thomas who said he was going to return.

As soon as I walked in, I saw a Shiba Inu with orange fur and off-white belly. He was dressed as the owner of an izakaya, and he looked unexpectedly not out of harmony.

"Hey, isn't Thomas waiting for us here?" Paimon scratched his little head and asked in confusion, "Could it be that we came early, or did we have to search the rooms one by one."

"That can't be done. There are all guests over there, and disturbing them without permission will cause trouble. Besides, I'm right here. I was still worrying about whether to go to you just now."

Ying raised her eyebrows, looking at the naive Shiba Inu in front of her, Paimon shouted in surprise: "Huh?! So Thomas, are you a dog?!"

"..." Shiba Inu showed a humanized expression of disgust.

"Although I feel that you probably don't mean that, but I always feel offended for no reason. Don't you say hello to immortals in Liyue's side?"

"That's the way it is...but they don't look like much to mess with, but you look exactly like a dog, pooh~"

Paimon covered his mouth and farted.

"Okay, okay! Really, stop making such jokes, and Taromaru will get angry if you talk about it."

Thomas came out from behind the counter with a helpless smile on his face.

"Pimeng is rather careless, and she didn't check her words. I apologize for her."

Ying waved at him, Thomas and Taromaru waved at the same time, or little paw?

"Hmm! I'm sorry, I didn't mean to~Puff~" Paimon seemed to have caught some strange joke.

"Compared to this, I think you should have a good understanding of Inazuma Castle. Now you are ready to go to Kamiyashiki. I just sent someone to send a message back. I think the lady is waiting for you."

Thomas walked towards the door, opened the curtain and nodded to the guard outside, saying hello.

The Mule tea room is a small protection point located in Inazuma Castle, which can be regarded as a safe house in a sense.

"Thomas, wait for us~" Paimon flew out from behind, and Ying stretched out her hand to push aside the curtain, and then walked out, and saw Thomas took out a vehicle from somewhere?

Two wheels, powered by what appears to be some strange engine setup, and a fiery red bodywork, it must have been like flying wildfire.

Thomas proudly patted the backseat and was about to introduce, but was interrupted by another ear-shattering noise, a ghost man in a runaway suit with silver hair and red horns riding an illegally modified The little eDonkey passed by at a fast speed.

"Hahahaha! Can't catch up with me!"

"A fight against the barren dragon! I advise you to pull over and stop immediately, otherwise the illegal modification of the vehicle and the impact on public order will be enough for you to stay in prison for a few more days!"

Not far behind him, there is a female tengu flying in the air, drawing an arrow and aiming at it.

"Slightly slightly~ If you want my uncle to park the car obediently, then show your skills! I can aspire to be——ahh?!"

Amidst the painful cries of the ghost man and Miss Tengu's scolding, there was another fluttering of chickens and dogs, which made Mr. Thomas, who was originally in high spirits, languid a lot, and instead rode on the bike, signaling Ying to sit on .

"You rice wives have always been so... er... I mean, is it lively?"

"Well... To put it bluntly, this kind of scene is mostly set according to the prison sentence of that person, but it usually happens once every week."

"Shouldn't it be called Inazuma City..." Paimon sat on Ying's shoulders, and Ying hesitated for a moment before sitting on the back seat of the car, and Thomas handed her a helmet.

I always feel that Tivat seems to have changed his style of painting since he came to Inazuma City. Since there are even such vehicles, shouldn’t the ships on the sea have already entered the battleship?

Thinking about it this way, maybe spacecraft and the like are not impossible. Thinking about it this way, this kind of scene is considered a small scene now.

Tiaozi is just catching gangsters, I have to say.

Today's Inazuma Castle is as peaceful as ever.