Genshin Impact: I am not a grass god

The two of them had a very happy ending.

Yun Jin bowed slowly to the people watching from the stage, and then spoke softly.

"Today's second scene is adapted from what happened in Xumi recently.

I hope you like it!"

After hearing Yun Jin's words, the grass god Nashida was stunned.

Coral Palace Xinhai and Anna also looked at Yun Jin on the stage with some surprise.

What did they just hear? The next scene was actually related to Xumi!

Although Xumi's affairs have been widely spread because of the previous things.

But no one has ever told it as a complete story.

"About Xumi?"

The grass god Nashida looked at the stage curiously, with a bit of expectation in her eyes.

After the performance just now, she was even more curious about what the new opera about Xumi would look like next.

Wendy looked at the grass god, then at Mr. Yun on the stage, with a bit of expectation on her face.

Zhongli gently supported his chin with his hand, slowly leaned back in the chair, with a bit of expectation in his eyes.

The crowd below also heard the voice of discussion.

"About Xumi?"

"I know this, they seem to have exiled their gods!"

"Yes! Then they fell into civil strife, and I don't know what's going on now."

The crowd talked a lot, and they were full of expectations for the next play.

Under the expectant gaze of the crowd, Yun Jin bowed slightly and said softly

"Please listen to the second scene!

Xumeru is reborn!"

As soon as the voice fell...

Yun Jin began to dance and sang softly

"

Kindness and love break the mortal world~

Wisdom is covered in dust and enters reincarnation~

The new single shadow leaves~

The gray fog is filled with evil gods~

Fear is everywhere, everyone is terrified~

The young figure, facing the devil alone~

The colorful light gathers, and a bang goes into the sky~

The god is incomplete, and everyone is disgusted~

Desires are unsatisfied, and the self-god is driven away~

The night is shrouded, and people suffer~

Red Mars, ignite the night~

Spiritual inheritance, never extinguished~

The people are the masters~

Xumeru is reborn, welcome the grass god~"

After Yun Jin finished singing, the audience burst into warm applause again.

"Well, Mr. Yun sang so well!"

"So Xumi is like this, did such a thing happen?"

"So the seven-colored light of the seven countries in the legend was actually created by the grass god."

"Is this true?

But how did Mr. Yun know?"

"It's just an opera, don't take it seriously!"

"Mr. Yun, come again!"

The crowd below kept shouting, and the little grass god was stunned in place, staring at the figure on the stage with a complicated look in his eyes.

The little grass god Nashida felt a long-lost emotion surging in her heart.

This emotion was indescribably strange, like being moved, and like being sad.

"What a strange feeling..."

The little grass god Nashida gently stretched out her hand and covered her chest, where a familiar sense of connection was coming from.

The feeling of connection was still there, and the little grass god Nashida slowly relaxed.

At the moment of listening to the opera, the little grass god Nashida seemed to have returned to 500 years ago.

Back to Tianyun, the scene where he fell asleep to save Xumi.

The grass god Nashida slowly calmed down, looking at the people around him, listening to the familiar story, and smiled unconsciously, smiling sincerely.

The stories of the past will be remembered by someone.

The things of the past will be passed down as stories.

The grass god was a little grateful in his heart, and his eyes looked at Yunjin with a gentle look.

It's great...

At least I left a mark of the past, and it will always remain in this mortal world and in this story.

But why...

How could this Mr. Yun know what happened 500 years ago?

The grass god Nashida looked at the Mr. Yun in front of him strangely.

Mr. Yun didn't look like an immortal, nor did he look like a fairy from Liyue.

Even many details were not known by mortals.

So how did this Mr. Yun know?

Just as the grass god Nashida was puzzled, Wendy beside her turned around and looked at Zhongli thoughtfully.

Days ago, Zhongli had gone out to find Mr. Yun.

Although Wendy was confused at that time, she did not ask much.

He just came to drink, not to meddle in other people's business.

Perhaps that time, Zhongli went to find Mr. Yun and told him these stories.

He hoped that Mr. Yun could make these stories into a play and sing them to the audience, and also to the Little Grass God Nashida.

In order to perform this play in a formal occasion, Zhongli also went to find Ningguang.

He specifically asked for an opportunity to perform on stage in the Qun Yu Pavilion.

It was to let the Little Grass God Nashida feel that her past had not been forgotten in this open and aboveboard occasion.

Her past would also become a story, spread among the people, and be remembered by people.

Xumi's rebirth!

It should never be so simple to be lost in the past.