Genshin Impact: Liyue Storyteller, only tells sweet stories

in an old building.

The earth-shattering cries echoed faintly.

Sayu's cry made a listener sad, and the listener wept.

It's just that in the milky howl, there is a little more fear.

Unlike the live audience, Sayu was not cried by a knife,

She was scared to cry.

The protagonist of the story is about the same age as her, and she is also a child, so at the beginning, Sayu involuntarily substituted into Ruu's identity.

Originally, everything was fine.

Although Sayu has been sleepy, ~ she is also happy to listen to it.

Until......

The festival begins.

Listening to the narration of the boy in the painting, Sayu's hair began to explode.

The knife that cut Ruu's body was like cutting on her.

While listening to the story, Sayu imagined that she was dismembered and then put into an urn...

This directly scared the little girl.

Directly frightened and cried.

Pain.

It hurts so much.

I've never felt this pain in my life.

Sayu seemed to be able to see that the golden cups and silver urns were beckoning to him.

"Come, come to the bowl..."

Sayu cried even more sadly while imagining.

I couldn't stop trembling, and my heart was even more frightened and desperate to the extreme.

The short description of the teenager directly left an unforgettable psychological shadow on the child.

For the rest of her life, as soon as she saw those utensils, her teeth began to flutter and her whole body twitched.

The story of the teenager has become the most reluctant memory of Sayu's life to mention, and it has also become a nightmare that she will linger for the rest of her life.

Of course, that's all for later.

Listening to Sayu's heart-rending cry, Yae Miko couldn't help but sigh helplessly.

Looking at the eyes of the young man in the painting, there was a little more resentment.

"Doesn't this guy know what it means to be inappropriate for children?"

"Look at the child scared..."

Yae Miko sighed again and again while caressing Sayu's back, her face helpless and speechless.

Kujou Sara's face changed, and he clenched the hilt of his sword tightly in his hand.

It seems that there are many things to say, but nothing can be said.

"Whew~~"

After a few moments, she finally let out a heavy breath and looked at Yae Miko.

"That Capachili, that guy on the Sky Cloud Pass, right?"

Listening to Kujou Sara's inquiry, Yae Miko nodded, then shook her head again.

"Not exactly, actually..."

Kujou Sara nodded, his face dark, and took the other party's words:

"I know, it's just a wisp of remnants. "

"The real Kapachiri was killed by the General many years ago. "

When Thor slew Capachiri, Kujou Sara had not yet been born, all of which she had learned from the texts.

"Well, that's right. "

Yae Miko nodded slightly.

"But there doesn't seem to be any record of what Bai An said..."

Kujou Sara had a confused look on his face.

"That's natural. "

Yae Miko smiled lightly.

"For the deeds of that thunderbird before his death, even me and Ying are not very clear, how can they be recorded in the classics?"

Yae Miko chuckled.

Kujou Sara's eyes kept changing.

The other party's behavior of calling the gods by name, she still can't adapt to it.

But after all, the other party is a god's dependent, and she can't say anything.

Inside, there is more confusion.

"Then in your opinion, what Bai An said is true or false?"

Kujou Sara asked, his eyes like a torch.

"How do I know, I haven't been to Crane Temple. "

Yae Miko was a little speechless, and then smiled lightly and said:

"Is it true or not, does it matter?"

"Aren't we listening to stories?"

Yae Miko said as she looked at Kujou Sara with a smile in her eyes.

When Kujou Sara heard this, he was in a trance.

She almost took the story of the teenager as a real historical fact.

"He hasn't been to Inazuma, and he hasn't read the books in the palace..."

"How did he weave such a vivid and factual story?"

Kujou Sara was puzzled.

"When a superior person acts, he naturally has advanced means. "

"How can he become Liyue's most famous storyteller without any real skills?"

Yae Miko groaned and smiled, casually touching the light curtain in front of him.

Kujou Sara's eyes changed again.

"Okay~, don't think about it, just listen to it as a story~"

"If there's any problem, it's better to interrogate him in detail after we have caught him, than to guess without reason now. "

Yae Miko's face showed a trace of impatience after all.

Hearing this, Kujou Sara's face changed for a while, and then he finally relaxed.

"That's what Miyaji-sama said. "

Inside the lobby, calm was restored again.

Of course, it's not completely calm...

"Sayu, don't cry~, it's just a story..."

"Wow, ah, ah~~, cough, wow, wow, woo~~"

"Alas, Bai An, Bai An, look at the good things you have done..." (read violent novels, go to Feilu Novel Network!)

"Wow, ah, ah, woo, woo~~"

"Sayu, shut up, I'll pull out your tongue if you cry again!"

Kujou Sara snorted coldly.

This time, Sayu cried even more fiercely.

"Kujo-sama, what are you doing? If you don't know how to coax, don't coax!"

"I'm not coaxing her, I'm ordering her. "

"Is there anything like you? Have you ever had a baby? Do you know what compassion is?"

"Do you mean you've given birth?"

“......"

"Shut up!"

......

Of course, there is more than one child who cries as badly as Sayu.

Jingshan Palace.

Nahida was also crying profusely.

"How can you... How can you be so cruel?!! woo woo~~"

Little Lori cried so much that it was sad.

Crystal tears converged into a small pool on the ground.

Although Nahida lived for 500 years, she was still a child in appearance.

So naturally, I also substituted myself into the story.

Ruu's experience undoubtedly made her experience what it means to be in pain.

She is the god of wisdom, and naturally she knows what a living sacrifice is.

It's just that you know it, but it's a completely different thing from actually hearing about these details.

Before she heard the story, the living sacrifice was just a dejorative term in the ocean of knowledge, representing the ignorance and ignorance of the ancient humans.

However, after listening to the young man's narration, the living sacrifice became a nightmare in her heart.

It's cruel.

It was so cruel that she couldn't accept it.

For the first time, Nahida rejoiced that her people were so wise.

The people of Sumeru sacrificed to the gods by offering flowers and dancing a dance.

How can you be as cruel and terrifying as the people of Heguan?!

Nahida was sad and happy, and her feelings were complicated.

She didn't know what a knife was.

But this time, she was feeling real pain.

The heart is like a knife.

......

A certain confinement cell.

Klee curled up under the table, trembling violently.

The room was a mess.

Bouncing bombs fell all over the place, everywhere.

Clearly, this place has just been ravaged by a raging storm.

"Duduke, you have to protect me..."

"If someone comes and cuts my tongue, you're going to blow him up!!"

Klee shivered, her teeth chattering, and she hugged Dodoko as she clung to it.

Beside her, there was a bunch of bouncing bombs, like a castle, guarding her.

It can be seen that the fireworks knight, who has always been not afraid of the sky and the earth, was really frightened this time.

......

Distant Inazuma.

The terrible howls shook the mountains.

"Woo woo wow ah~, how can this be like this~, Ah Ru~~, woo woo woo~"

Of course, the only one who can cry so hard is Paimon.

The crying and grabbing the ground is too much to disturb even the deceptive flowers in the mountains and forests, so they can only hide from afar.

Ying, who was closest to the source of the sound, felt a splitting headache, so she could only keep caressing Paimon's back and gently persuading.

"Paimon, don't cry, I'm about to die of you crying..."

"Wow, ah, woo~~"

“......"

"Wow, wow~"

"Paimon, you've lost, it's halved tonight~"

"Ying!You're still not human?!I'm so sad that I still want to deduct my supper?!woowoo~, do you believe that I really cried to show you?!woowoo~"

“......"

"Woo woo woo~, Ruu~~"

......

Sad weeping abounds.

The same picture is happening in many different locations at the same time.

For example, the secret room of the Naganohara fireworks shop.

For example, the dojo of Kamisato Yashiki.

Sadness and grief have become the main theme of this moment.

And in this piece of sorrow, Bai An's voice finally sounded slowly again.

Thanks to "Long Yan" for the reminder tickets and monthly passes!