Reading poems from Teyvat

So he thought about it, took out the "phone" and called Shen He. After the other party answered the phone, he didn't say anything, but just put the phone on the table, letting the music played by Wendy flow into it, crossing the not-so-distant distance, and reaching the ears of the person on the other end.

As for whether Keqing was there too, that was not within his consideration.

Wendy also noticed his behavior and asked after the performance. After the boy explained, he looked at Shen Zhigui strangely and finally asked a question that caught Shen Zhigui off guard:

"Which of the two do you like better?"

Why is one of the seven rulers of the world so gossipy?

Shen Zhigui also gave him a surprised look in return.

However, Wendy quickly gave up trying to find out more and said, "By the way, during the Wind Flower Festival, I will be guiding others to write love poems under the statue of the Wind God. Since you know so much, how about coming to help me?"

What do you mean I know so much?

And what good will it do for me to help you?

"Don't say that. At worst, I can treat you..." Wendy thought that Shen Zhigui didn't like drinking, so she said, "I'll treat you to a meal?"

Shen Zhigui thought about it. Although he didn't find his treat attractive, after all, even if this drunkard and pauper had some Mora in his pocket, he would probably just use it for enjoying himself. But when he thought about it carefully, his meal didn't seem to offset the favor of him teaching him for an afternoon, right?

So he nodded anyway.

"Well, see you then."

Wendy waved automatically.

Shen Zhigui naturally called the waiter, paid the bill, and then got up and left.

Although he couldn't help but think that if he had been hanging out with him all this time, then the Fatui, who were already paying close attention to them, would probably also notice Wendy. So if the identity of this Wind God was discovered at that time, would it be his fault?

But he quickly put the thought behind him:

If they could catch some fish in the Wind Dragon Ruins, this problem wouldn't be a problem. Even if they could really get rid of the lady, the Fatui would have other executors. But Wendy has been so conspicuous in public, even if she isn't discovered now, she will probably be found in the future, right?

So all I can do is remind him.

……

The stronghold of the Fatui.

"You mean, their destination is in the Wind Dragon Ruins?"

The one who disguised herself and approached Shen Zhigui and his group was obviously the Leiying sorcerer who had delivered intelligence to the lady from Liyue. At this moment, she had taken off her disguise, restored her Leiying sorcerer attire, and respectfully told the lady what she had seen and heard during the day.

"Did that Yuhengxing tell you this information himself?"

The lady thought for a moment and then asked.

After all, she could never imagine the motive of someone like Keqing to investigate the ruins of the Wind Dragon.

"No, it was that little white...bard who said that."

"Do you think it's credible?"

Warlock Lei Ying thought for a moment, and then said, "The bard said that the Knights of Favonius will send someone to escort them there, so we just need to pay a little attention to their movements..."

"If what they say is true, we must first enter the Wind Dragon Ruins to find a suitable place for ambush. But if they are just talking casually, we may lose our own manpower because of this, but they may not set foot in that place," the lady said coldly, "It will be too late to investigate by then, so I want a definite intelligence, is their destination the Wind Dragon Ruins?"

The Leiying Warlock can only remain silent.

"Check again."

"Yes."

Chapter 70: Whose Jade Flute Is Playing in the Dark (Part 2)

When Shen Zhigui returned to his residence, he saw Keqing and Shen He sitting in the restaurant on the first floor of the hotel. Shen He was just staring blankly at the square jade piece on the table. Keqing was also just sitting there, as if she was sorting out her recent records and experiences. Seeing her like that, Shen Zhigui immediately thought of the picture of her wearing red-framed glasses that he had seen before, but he quickly shook his head:

Although he looks quite cute as a girl with glasses, Keqing shouldn’t be nearsighted, right?

Keqing soon noticed Shen Zhigui standing at the door, casting a large shadow. She turned around and seemed to be relieved:

"What did you do all afternoon?"

"Studying music?"

Although this statement inevitably reminded him of a line from a certain TV series called "Learning a Foreign Language".

"Did you play that just now?"

Keqing immediately thought of the voice that came from the jade piece before, and asked.

"No, that bard played it."

Shen Zhigui said.

Although Keqing felt that Shen Zhigui could not learn such skills in just one afternoon, she was not sure when she thought about the boy's past deeds. In the end, she just said, "So you left for an afternoon just to learn a musical instrument?"

"You could say the same thing."

Keqing almost laughed out of anger: "What did you say before that it's best for us not to leave the city?"

Shen Zhigui looked around and saw that there were not many idle people. After thinking for a while, he walked over to them and sat down, saying, "I just have an unreliable guess."

He then shared his speculation about the Fatui. Of course, the information that the Fatui's goal was the Heart of God was too secret, so he couldn't reveal his source of information. He only focused on the fact that the Fatui wanted to cause the deaths of the Seven Stars of Liyue in Mondstadt to cause Mondstadt to fall into a diplomatic dispute. The Fatui's intention to annex Mondstadt was also never concealed. So although Keqing was a little skeptical about whether the Fatui were really that daring, she could barely agree with this statement when thinking of their past practices:

"So you want to send a message through that bard, and have the guardian general Yasha deal with that executive officer?"

Shen Zhigui nodded.

"That executive officer... is he really that powerful?"

Does it require a fairy of the same level as Yaksha to deal with it?

"Not necessarily, it's just an insurance policy. Anyway, Xiao owes me a favor, so I shouldn't use it in vain," Shen Zhigui pondered for a moment, and then said, "Master Yuhengxing, do you think we should tell the people of the Knights of Favonius about this?"

Keqing hesitated for a moment, then said, "But from Mond's point of view, this is also creating diplomatic disputes, right?"

"Then we can only wait until they really take action?"

Keqing couldn't think of a better way for a while. Although according to her idea, now that she had guessed that the Fatui had such an idea, the best response would be to return to Liyue immediately to fight against the Fatui. After all, Liyue was the place where she could do whatever she wanted. But now it was obvious that she couldn't convince the boy to go back with her. Although she didn't understand why the boy wanted to go to the Wind Dragon Ruins from the beginning, if he was willing to use Xiao's favor to protect her and Shen He, and was willing to risk his life to clean the poisonous blood from Tevarin's body in order to repay the favor of the bard who sent the message, wouldn't it be too unrighteous for her to choose to leave under such circumstances?

Her identity as Yuheng Star reminds her not to be willful, but her dignity as Keqing reminds her to stay.

So she was silent for a moment, and finally asked hesitantly: "Why are you so persistent in going to the Wind Dragon Ruins?"

"Because the Wind Dragon Ruins are right there?"

This sentence is a bit too abstract.

However, thinking about what Shen Zhigui usually did, Keqing could understand his idea of ​​"art for art's sake" a little bit -

Although she was completely mistaken.

So she could only sigh quietly: "In recent years, Zhidong has been infiltrating the other six countries recklessly. I don't know why. Now Mond has transferred a large number of elite troops to participate in the expedition. The wind god Barbatos cannot be relied on. In this situation, I believe that the leader of the Qin will have a very difficult life."

Shen Zhigui's eyes suddenly became strange when he looked at her.

"What do you mean?"

"Don't you always feel that God cannot be relied upon?"

Keqing gritted her teeth immediately, but she couldn't think of how Mond could change the current situation on his own.

"What do you think?"

Keqing asked.

"what?"

"How can Mond get out of its current predicament?"

Shen Zhigui thought about it, shook his head and said, "This kind of question is a bit too heavy for a bard like me."

"That's not what you said when you pointed fingers at me."

Shen Zhigui hesitated for a moment, but still said: "The root of the problem between Mondstadt and Winter is ultimately the disagreement between the gods, so if we want to solve the problem, we must ultimately return to the gods."

After all, in this world, since gods exist, gods are often the source of causing and solving problems. If the Queen of Winter had not wanted to seek the Heart of God, the Fatui would not have infiltrated various countries so blatantly, and Mondstadt would not have been forced to this point. Although there may be various problems due to human selfishness without gods, but when everyone has nuclear weapons in their hands, the person who controls the nuclear weapons in Mondstadt is nowhere to be seen all day long. Who else should they punish if not you?

But looking at Wendy's current state, she will probably remain half drunk and half awake until she realizes the seriousness of the problem.

"Humph!"

Keqing responded sullenly, then sorted out the documents on the table, threw them into her own God's Eye space, stood up, and walked upstairs.

Seeing her like that, Shen Zhigui took out his flute, thought for a while, and felt that it would not disturb others at this time of year, so he put the flute to his mouth and started practicing.

It’s still the same song “Jasmine Flower”.

After all, considering that Shen Zhigui used to only listen to pop music and lacked a certain degree of artistic accomplishment, he had never heard of music like "A Journey to Suzhou" and "Spring Comes to Xiangjiang River". The fact that he could remember "Jasmine Flower" could be said to have an amazing memory.

When Keqing heard the ethereal flute sounds coming from behind her, she turned around immediately, only to see a young man sitting there playing the flute. She turned around, stopped to listen, and discovered that his playing skills were indeed not as good as the one that came from the jade piece before. It was just that the melody he played sounded novel, and was particularly in line with Liyue's musical style, so it seemed fresh and moving.

Chapter 71: Flowers Fall and Water Flows (Part 1)

However, perhaps she was used to Shen Zhigui's bizarre progress, or she felt that the boy had a foundation in musical instruments. After all, he had called himself a bard before, so Keqing just stood there and listened to his performance. Her mood became a little more relaxed, and she wanted to do something. Perhaps because she had been in contact with the boy recently, her temperament was inevitably infected, so at this time she did something that she would have thought was particularly rude in the past:

She took out a Mora and flicked her thumb, causing the Mora to land precisely on the boy's dining table.

Then she walked briskly towards her room without looking back.

"Does this count as the income I earned from singing for the first time in my life?"

Shen Zhigui looked at the Mora spinning on the dining table and thought.

Then he reached out and grabbed it.

He put the Mora into his pocket and was about to get up, but he glanced at Shen He who was sitting opposite him. His face, which was always as calm as dead water, suddenly showed ripples and there was a flash of hesitation in his eyes, as if he wanted to say something but stopped.

Seeing her in this state, Shen Zhigui asked, "What's wrong?"

"You play the flute...very well."

Shen Zhigui nodded: "Thank you."

But Shen He obviously wanted to say more than just this, so he did not leave immediately, but waited for her to finish what she wanted to say.

"So, should I give you a Mora like Miss Keqing did?"

"If you want, you can give me all your Mora—"

As a result, Shen He really looked like he was going to take out all the Mora.

Shen Zhigui immediately stopped her, but seeing that she was still hesitant, he asked, "What do you want to say?"

"I... really like this piece of music. Can you play it for me more often in the future?"

Shen He thought about it and said.

"Easy. You probably have some leftover conch shells, right? Give me one and I'll record it. You can listen to it as many times as you want."

Shen He did as the boy said, took out an echo conch and handed it to him. But after the boy took it, Shen He still looked at him straight, his eyes became more lively, like a pool of autumn water disturbed by the breeze. Shen Zhigui was a little surprised, so he said: "Do you mean that you think the recording has no soul?"

“Does music…have a soul?”

"This topic has a long history," Shen Zhigui thought about it a little more deeply before saying, "Since ancient times, there have been two schools of thought. Some people think that music can express people's emotions and cultivate people's temperament. It can thoroughly reflect the performer's confession, but some people say that music is just a medium to evoke people's memories and emotions. Therefore, the same piece of music may give different people completely different feelings. The reason is that the memories and emotions that music can evoke are not the same."

"I... don't quite understand..."

Shen He shook his head.

But Shen Zhigui was actually very clear that it was not that she did not understand the words, but that she did not understand the description that evoked memories and emotions.

In fact, Shen Zhigui rarely saw her have other emotions, so even though she had a lot of accidents, she didn't take them to heart, or she wouldn't remember them at all, so naturally she "didn't learn from her mistakes" -

Seeing her like this, Shen Zhigui sometimes thought of the "Hundun" mentioned in "Zhuangzi" who died after his seven orifices were suddenly drilled open. He wondered whether it was good or bad to let such a woman be contaminated by the turbidity and emotions of the world?

Although according to his idea, the most important thing in life is to be happy.

So he asked Shen He: "Do you really like that song?"

Shen He nodded.

Shen Zhigui pointed to the square jade piece she had placed on the table and said, "If you want to hear it, just call me directly."

Although Shen He always felt that the verb "打" he used in "打电话" was strange.

But the look between her eyebrows suddenly became brighter and more lively.

Seeing this, Shen Zhigui inexplicably felt a little happy——