Original God: Starting with a Skyfire Suicide

The first time, the second time.

"Hello! Everyone, look at me!"

Wendy came downstairs and stood in the place where he usually performed. He shouted loudly with a smile on his face. This shout also made everyone in the tavern look at the smiling Wendy. There was a flash of curiosity in their eyes, wanting to see what this poet who usually sings for money wanted to do.

In fact, not only them, but also Lei Dianzhen and others upstairs were quite curious about Wendy's behavior. They didn't understand what this free wind god wanted to do, but Meng Yan, who had a certain understanding of Wendy, had already guessed something.

Then Wendy smiled and said to the drinkers sitting there.

"Haha, everyone, I am very happy today. I have met friends I haven't seen for a long time. As the host, I understand I should treat them to a drink, but I am short of money, so I offer this song. I hope you can help me a little. "

After Wendy finished speaking, she had a friendly smile on her face and gently plucked the strings of the harp. A pleasant sound of the harp came out.

"Then, the best bard in the world will pluck his strings!"

As Wendy finished speaking, a piece of music sounded.

It was initially depressing, as if the person was curled up in an egg and it was difficult to breathe. Suddenly, the music began to change. The person in the egg seemed to start wondering why he was trapped in the egg.

As the music continued to rise, the person in the egg began to struggle. He wanted to get rid of the bondage, but it was not so easy to get rid of the bondage. The music began to become depressing again, but the person inside still did not give up. , finally, with the sudden turn of the turbulent music, the man broke the eggshell with one punch

But this was not without cost, the man's arm was scratched by the hard eggshell, and this was just the beginning, the hand began to attack the eggshell fiercely, and then the eggshell began to have cracks, but his arm was also covered with scars

With the high-pitched music, everyone felt a sense of comfort, because the man in the egg finally broke the eggshell and gained a new life, then the music began to become soothing, and then began to be sad, the eggshell was both a restraint and a protection

After the song fell, the tavern fell into a long silence

"Good!"

I don't know who shouted, and this shout seemed to be a fuse, and the whole tavern began to change instantly The atmosphere was boiling, and the applause and cheers continued. Even the bartender Charles was surprised to see this poor poet who often sang here. He didn't expect that he still had real skills.

"Hey, everyone, listen carefully? I wonder if you can donate generously, so that I won't lose face in front of my friends?"

Wendy looked at the drinkers with a smile

Mond is the capital of wine and poetry, otherwise there wouldn't be so many bards, and Wendy's performance is not so easy to see, so the drinkers opened their wallets one after another, and soon the wine ordered by several people was served. Wendy also ordered a dandelion wine for himself

"How about my performance just now? Isn't it great? Don't suppress the compliments in your heart and release them as much as you can!"

Wendy also sat down again and looked at the people with strange eyes with a smile

"It's good, but Barbatos, aren't you the god of Mond? "

Lei Yingying looked at Wendy in confusion. To be honest, there was absolutely no problem with Wendy's performance. This level of performance was not something that ordinary people could do. After all, she was a god who had lived for thousands of years. But what puzzled Lei Yingying was that Wendy, as a god of Mondstadt, did she need to sing and earn money if she wanted something?

"Haha, there is no god Barbatos here, only a bard named Wendy. Don't make the mistake again!"

Wendy corrected Lei Yingying's words with a smile

"Wendy, you are still the same. You are worthy of being a god who pursues freedom. ”

Lei Dian Zhen was not that surprised, after all, the free wind did not do anything strange, but Lei Dian Zhen also understood that under Wendy's unruly appearance, there was also his own sadness

After seeing Wendy's performance with his own eyes, Meng Yan also understood that Wendy would call himself the best bard in the world. Such a fascinating and touching performance is simply not something that ordinary people can perform

Then Meng Yan also took a small sip of the apple wine in front of him. It was not as spicy and bitter as imagined. It tasted sweet and delicious, and the taste was smooth. Rather than calling it wine, Meng Yan felt that this apple wine was more like a drink

Then Meng Yan took off the endless wine pot on his waist, and then put the cup

Wendy came over and looked at Wenyan in confusion and asked

"What are you doing, Mengyan?"

Wendy knew that Mengyan was not an ordinary person, and he would not take away even a cup of apple wine. He must have some deep meaning in doing this

"Here, you watch."

Wendy picked up the Endless Wine Jug and started to pour out the apple wine that had just been poured in. At first, Wendy didn't understand, but soon Wendy noticed the difference

The wine that Mengyan poured out was obviously more than the wine that had just been poured in. As for the possibility that this gourd was filled with apple wine from the beginning, Wendy just thought about it and rejected it. After all, he didn't think Mengyan would be so boring

"My gourd is called the Endless Wine Jug. As long as It is a drink. Just pour a little into it and it can produce unlimited drinks. It also has a recording function. As long as it has produced drinks, it can produce them again at any time. "

Meng Yan shook the endless wine pot in his hand, then picked up the empty wine glass on the table, and poured out a glass of fresh milk from it and pushed it in front of Lei Dianying, poured a glass of juice and pushed it in front of Lei Dianzhen, and poured a glass of wine that came with the gourd and pushed it in front of Wendy

"Oh~! Good baby, good baby!"

Listening to Meng Yan's description, and seeing Meng Yan really pour out several kinds of drinks from it, Wendy's eyes lit up immediately

"Brother Meng Yan, I don't know if you still have this precious gourd, can you give me one? Of course, I won't take it for nothing, I will exchange it with you with the Heart of God!"

Wendy looked at Meng Yan with a face full of desire, and even took out the Heart of God

Heart of God? What do I need that unlucky thing for?

Meng Yan thought speechlessly that although the Endless Wine Flask was also available in the mall, it was quite expensive, costing 8,000 imaginary points, a typical overpriced product.

"Sorry, Wendy, I only have this gourd now. If I have another one later, I will give it to you."

One gourd was enough for Meng Yan. If he really wanted to sign in and get another one, it would not be a big deal to give it directly to Wendy.

"Is that so..."

Wendy nodded regretfully after hearing this.