Chapter Twenty-Eight: Not a Liar, It's a Prophet!

"It's you, big liar!" Paimon's exclamation was even louder.

"Be quiet, what a fuss is like." Lu Shiyuan closed the door and said with a straight face.

"Oh, it's the big listener." Wendy was also a little surprised, "I didn't expect to see you here." ”

"It's back to its rightful owner." Lu Shiyuan smiled and threw the Sky Lyre to the other party.

"Okay." Wendy hurriedly raised her hand to catch it, stroking the body of the piano, and her eyes showed a look of reminiscence, "The wind-patterned rosewood, the slightly cool star iron strings, it's really a nostalgic feeling." ”

"Returning to its rightful owner?" Diluc frowned, a little unsure of what Lu Shiyuan meant by this, and suddenly, a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, "Could it be ......?"

"Who are you?" Jean looked the young man with the obvious Liyue face up and down, his eyes full of wariness.

It's not that she's suspicious, but Lu Shiyuan's appearance time and way of appearance are too strange, so she can't help but doubt it.

"My name is Lu Shiyuan, and I'm from Liyue Harbor." Lu Shiyuan spread his hands, "Is it necessary to be so surprised?" The wise sage came unexpectedly and brought a victory to the brave, isn't it all written in the story? ”

"Oh, I didn't expect this listener to have a talent for writing epics, well, when this event is over, I will sing this story as you say." Wendy nodded approvingly.

"What a nervous bard." Qin shook her head helplessly and looked at Yingdao, "Traveler, looking at the expressions between you and Paimon, you should know this Mr. Shi Yuan, how do you know him?" ”

"It doesn't feel like a bad person." Ying thought back to what she saw and heard yesterday and the day before yesterday, "At most, I am a little lazy and likes to take advantage." ”

"Hmph, this guy is a big liar!" Paimon pouted.

"I'm not lying, didn't you and Xiangling find that secret realm?"

"It must be the blind cat who ran into a dead mouse!" Paimon is stubborn.

"Alright, stop arguing." Diluc's cold voice suppressed the noise of the crowd and explained, "Qin, Shi Yuan may have his own purpose, but he is definitely not a spy planted by the Fatui. ”

"Oh." Hearing this, Qin's face softened a lot, "Senior Diluc knows him very well? ”

"It's all said, don't call me senior!" Diluc lowered his voice in protest.

"Senpai?" Ying was keenly aware of the peculiarity of this title.

Both fell silent.

"It seems that there are some past that should not be asked." Paimon reminded in a whisper.

"Ahem...... The reason why I don't think Shi Yuan is a traitor among the Fatui is not because I know him well, in fact, before yesterday, I haven't seen him for ten years, and I don't know anything about what he has experienced in the past ten years. Diluc changed the subject and said the reason for trusting Lu Shiyuan,

"Yesterday afternoon, I bought one of his log wine glasses for two million mora.

And the reason why a wine glass can be sold for such a high price is because it has the residual breath of the wind god on it, and judging from the richness of the wind god's breath, it can be easily judged that it was collected not long ago.

In other words, Shi Yuan is the one who knows the identity and whereabouts of the Wind God, if he is really a person from the Fatui and directly informs the Fatui of this news, then ...... I'm afraid that without us knowing, the wind god will be in danger!

And he didn't, so he deserves our trust. ”

"Bang bang." Lu Shiyuan applauded, "It's still Master Diluc who is smart, oh yes, I have to trouble you with one thing, which is to dispose of this Fatui, okay." ”

"Gladly." Diluc nodded.

"Two million Mora!" Paimon was completely attracted by the huge number, "Is a wine glass worth that much money?" ”

"Of course it's worth it, after all, it's something used by the gods." Diluc said calmly, "Even ...... Great value for money. ”

"You ......" Paimon floated in front of Lu Shiyuan, with a smile on his face, "That, little brother Shiyuan, can you tell me where the old man is in Fengshen, I, I don't mean anything else, I just want to treat him to a glass of wine." ”

"Guess."

When Paimon heard this, his smiling face suddenly collapsed, and he floated back to Ying's side with a stinky little face, "Don't pay attention to you anymore, you big liar!" ”

Wendy touched her chin, quietly moved to Lu Shiyuan's side, and bumped into him: "Hey, Shiyuan, the money you earned...... Divide half of me. ”

Lu Shiyuan smiled and leaned into Wendy's ear, and gently spit out a sentence: "Next time, definitely." ”

"Uh......" Wendy's expression froze.

"In that case...... Jean said with a standard knightly salute, "Mr. Shimoto, please forgive me for my rudeness, and I would like to express my sincerest gratitude to you for being able to recover the Lyre of the Sky for Mondstadt. ”

"It's okay, let's get back to business." Lu Shiyuan waved his hand, "What are you doing with the Sky Piano?" ”

"Well, by the way, Lord Wendy, can you use the Sky Lyre to bring back Dvalin?" Qin suddenly turned his head and asked.

"Hmm...... Although it is a treasure of the wind god that is like a fake, but now I am afraid it will not work. Wendy unveiled the harp to everyone, "As you can see, after thousands of years, the power of the wind has long since dried up.

As it stands, singing in Diluc's tavern might be fine. ”

Diluc: "Hmm. ”

"Anyway, it's not enough to communicate with Dvalin.

However, there is nothing wrong with the piano itself, but the strings, and it's time for you to get out of the race, stranger! ”

"Me?" Ying was a little confused.

"Don't worry, I'm not telling you to repair that precious harp." Wendy smiled, "It's the wind element attached to these strings, and the concentration is far from enough.

Ying, you've preserved Dvalin's teardrops. ”

"Hmm." Ying nodded, and as instructed, the purified teardrops crystallized onto the strings of the harp.

The strings shimmered, as if they had been reborn.

"Qin, there is a feeling of youth." Jean subconsciously said.

"Captain Qin is boasting about himself." Paimon was surprised.

“…… Uh, I mean the Lyre of the Sky. ”

"But it looks like it's only a little brighter, and it needs more teardrops to crystallize." Lu Shiyuan said.

"We'll help." Ying nodded.

"But how do you get teardrop crystals?" Paimon asked.

"Even now, Dvalin is crying, suffering, ...... off the beaten track," Wendy sighed.

"Dvalin ......" Jean also felt heartache about this.

"What a poor big fellow." Paimon shook his head.

"In short, this is not a matter for the honorary knight alone, we will take action immediately, and after getting the teardrop crystal, we will ask Ying to purify it."

"That's nice." Seeing this scene, Wendy sighed, "The heroes entrust each other and set off hand in hand, which is always so charming.

Let me see you off with this song. ”

"Well, let's go while it's night." Lu Shiyuan also nodded, "Glory is with you!" ”

"Huh?" Paimon blinked, "You're trying to be lazy...... Want to just have one mouth? ”

"You need to use your hands to play the piano." Wendy laughed.

"Well, I'm so angry, I'm going to give you an ugly nickname, so I'll call you a singer!" Paimon said angrily, "What about you, big liar? ”

"The Temple of the Thousand Winds, the ruins of the forest, the Black Sun tribe of the Dadaupa Valley." After Lu Shiyuan pondered for a moment, he said, "Go to these three locations and find it, you will definitely get something." ”

"Are you going to lie again?" Paimon instinctively retorted.

"It's not a lie, it's a prophet!" Lu Shiyuan pointed to the right path.