Chapter five hundred and eighty seventh: Yunmo's troubles
Yunmo, who still didn't know what big job the traveler was going to do for him, was currently chatting and laughing with Qin on the road, both of them looking relaxed and comfortable.
The breeze is swaying, the green grass is fragrant, and the shadows of clouds and pianos are dancing lightly in the wind.
I was very anxious when I came, but when I went back I felt very leisurely, as if two stars were attracting each other on the far shore.
Everything seems so harmonious and beautiful.
When passing by the Land of the Wind, Qin suddenly stopped and looked at the tree planted by Vanessa, the original Dandelion Knight, at the end of her life.
The shadows of the trees were dancing, as if inviting her to come.
"Can you accompany me to take a look under the tree? It'll be fine in a moment." Qin looked back at Yun Mo and asked in a questioning tone.
"Okay, no problem." Yun Mo nodded and agreed. He was not in a hurry to go back now to avoid being harassed again. Since Qin invited him, he agreed.
"Well, thank you." Qin smiled, then took the lead in walking on her long and white thighs, stepping on the green grass, and walked under the tree.
Yun Mo followed Qin, and the two of them arrived at the Land of the Wind.
The saplings planted by Vanessa hundreds of years ago have now grown into majestic giant trees with lush branches and leaves. The crown of the tree blocks the direct sunlight and casts a mottled shadow, giving it a sense of relief in the hot summer.
A sense of coolness in the world.
This giant tree is like its owner, guarding this free soil for hundreds of years.
Qin walked under the shade of the tree, knelt down on one knee, inserted the sky blade in her hand into the ground, closed her eyes slightly, just like when she was awarded the Dandelion Knight when she was fifteen years old, praying devoutly and accepting the baptism of the wind.
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Around Qin, waves of weak whirlwinds were slowly forming.
The wind blew gently, rolling up a few strands of hair next to Qin's ears, and taking away her doubts and uneasiness caused by the war in Mondstadt. Her heart gradually calmed down, and she resumed her move forward.
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Yun Mo, on the other hand, was looking up at the sacred tree from behind Qin, his eyes slightly narrowed, with a strange light shining in his eyes, as if he was lost in some kind of meditation.
This sacred tree seems to be different from Inazuma's sacred cherry tree, although they both have similar functions, guiding people on the way forward. The sacred cherry tree guides Kujo Sora, and this tree guides Qin.
But Yunmo didn't feel any divinity from this tree, let alone Shenying's power that transcended the laws of nature. It was just like an ordinary big tree, just like the person who planted it.
, is an ordinary person.
What about the true and shadow of the divine cherry blossoms under that kind of rain?
Although Yun Mo already had the answer in his heart, he was still not sure. Everything was waiting for the moment when the flowers bloomed, and he would know it then.
Yun Mo is not in a hurry, he believes that that moment will come eventually.
"What are you thinking about?" Qin opened her eyes and looked back at Yunmo, only to find that he was looking up at the sacred tree, motionless, with a thoughtful look between his eyebrows, and he didn't know what he was thinking about.
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"It's nothing, I just saw this tree and thought of Inazuma's sacred cherry blossoms." Yun Mo retracted his gaze, turned to look at Qin, and said lightly.
Qin tilted her head slightly, her eyes fell on Yun Mo, and asked softly: "Are you homesick?"
Although Yunmo is a traveler, he has become a god in Daozhu. Perhaps he is like Lady Vanessa, who is obviously from the Kingdom of Fire, but takes protecting Mondstadt as her own responsibility.
It is not impossible for Yun Mo to be moved by the scene when he saw this big tree.
"That's right." Yun Mo smiled slightly and didn't explain much. He just gently pulled the hair behind Qin's ear, revealing his white and crystal clear neck. The snow-white skin glowed under the reflection of the sun.
A little bit of fluorescence.
"Then let's go back." Qin said softly with a faint blush on her cheeks.
"Well, let's go." Yun Mo nodded, and the two of them turned and walked towards Mondstadt.
The journey back to Mondstadt is not very long, and there are no monsters, but it is extremely difficult.
The eyes of passers-by were all fixed on Yun Mo. Many people's eyes were full of curiosity, and some looked at him with strange eyes, as if they saw a monster.
Yun Mo usually doesn't care much about other people's eyes, but after that unpleasant thing happened in the morning, he felt a little uncomfortable.
Qin originally planned to explain what the so-called miracle was to those fanatical "believers" together with Yun Mo.
But she found that what she said seemed a bit weak. After all, the whole city knew about the holy light that day, and with Barbara's adding insult to injury, she couldn't explain it clearly for a while.
Yun Mo felt that many blazing eyes were staring at him, he frowned slightly, and the expression on his face suddenly became unhappy.
Before being surrounded again, Yun Mo played the piano, dodged and disappeared from the sight of the crowd.
As soon as Yun Mo and Qin left, the pedestrians who were still watching Yun Mo immediately dispersed, and everyone was talking about Yun Mo's magical identity just now.
And somewhere at the corner of the street, Wendy, dressed as a troubadour, leaned against the wall, looked at the passers-by on the street, and said thoughtfully: "Isn't this guy Yunmo a little too popular recently?
Wherever I go, I can gather a lot of people, which is really amazing.
But he seems to be quite troubled, which is interesting."
The corners of Wendy's mouth raised a slight arc, and her eyes narrowed slightly, revealing a hint of cunning, half-smiling but not smiling, like a child in a mischief, revealing a hint of naughtiness.
"Let me see you more, that would be fun." Wendy smiled, and then her body slowly became transparent, turning into a ray of cool summer wind and drifting out.