Looking at the leaking thatched house, Wen Bing sighed heavily.
He has been lying here for three days.
The cold, dampness, hunger, and the spread of evil spirits caused his originally good physical fitness to rapidly decline.
He held on to the hard bed board, listened to the thunder outside the window, and forced himself to sit up.
But just this simple action made him cough violently, as if he wanted to cough up his entire lungs.
He covered his stomach, and his stomach, which had not eaten rice for two days, was making noises all the time.
He pushed open the door with crutches, and the biting cold wind and heavy rain rushed into the house.
He looked at the nearly deserted Feimu Village with a desolate expression.
Not long ago, this was a small but peaceful village.
But now, the village was in deathly silence, exuding the same rotten air of death as him.
"Alas" he sighed heavily again.
He had only heard about the horror of the demon war from storytellers, but he only stayed at those words and had no deeper feelings about the cruelty of the war.
And Inazuma's civil war really made him see what "war" is.
Bloody, cruel, and do whatever it takes to win.
There is no escape, no avoidance.
He wanted to do something, but when he looked around, he saw swords flashing and blood flowing like rivers.
He had no weapons to defend himself, and no armor to protect his body. He had no power, no reputation, and no strength. He didn't even know what the war was for. He was trapped in it and felt only deeply helpless.
He wanted to scream, but his voice was so small and weak amid the shouts of killing.
He wanted to leave, but how could a drop of water break free from the vortex that seemed to swallow up everything?
He could only passively accept everything, passively becoming a cold number who died because of this war.
Sometimes he couldn't help but wonder, if the war between two human forces was so cruel, how would the people be miserable during the war between demons and gods?
He naturally enjoyed the peaceful environment created by his ancestors and emperors, and naively believed that other countries were similar.
But it was this naive idea that kept him trapped here, living in agony.
Not all gods are as powerful as emperors, and not all countries have guardians like immortals.
However, it was too late to realize this.
He could feel that his life had come to an end.
It would be difficult for him to survive the night due to cold, hunger, and disease.
But the more this happens, the more homesick I feel.
I miss my parents, my friends, Liyue, the emperor, and the warm sunshine shining on my body.
He held onto the threshold, wiped away the blood he coughed up, and smiled to himself.
It was originally just an order for fun, but it didn't want to become the last hope of returning home.
Dying in a foreign country may be the fate of an adventurer.
Although his status as an adventurer was just for fun, he applied to the Adventurers Association.
But fortunately, there are still people who can take him back to his former homeland.
Leaves fall and return to their roots, nothing more than that.
He looked in the direction of Liyue and seemed to see his home through the heavy rain curtain.
For a long time, he walked into the thick rain curtain with his hunched body and crutches.
Feimu Village is not safe now, and the village chief's madness makes him a little scared.
He wanted to find a safe place to preserve his body, so that it would not disappear due to various reasons after death and there would be no possibility of returning home.
This was a very ordinary day. As usual, Jiang Bai took out the pointer of the Sifang Jingyi and came out to check it.
Among the several bright red names, a gray one stood out.
"Wen Bing."
Looking at this name, Jiang Bai recalled the information about Wen Bing.
Wen Bing came to them to book business on his own initiative. Jiang Bai was quite impressed with him, because he didn't even blink when he paid for it, and even thought their pricing was a bit low.
This kind of aura aroused Jiang Bai's curiosity.
Jiang Bai asked him a little about his family background.
Wen Bing is somewhat similar to Xing Qiu. His family is a businessman and he is not short of money.
He has an older brother who inherited the family business, and a younger brother who is rather doted on. His parents do not have any requirements for him.
He followed his own preferences, registered as an adventurer, and went around.
Jiang Bai scratched his head with a headache. If he remembered correctly, this Wen Bing went to Dao Wife.
And Dao's wife has been locked away from the country for a long time, which means that Wen Bing has never come back to Dao's wife.
The question is how is he going to get to Inazuma?
Unlike Mondstadt, Daowu can go there directly by land. It is separated from Liyue by a wide ocean.
In other words, there is no way you can get through it on your own.
After thinking about it, Jiang Bai went to find Hu Tao.
Although he couldn't help it, the resourceful hall master definitely had a way.
"Hall Master!"
Jiang Bai poked his head out of the tree and accurately found Hu Tao taking a nap under the tree.
Suddenly there was a head hanging down from the top of the head, accompanied by a loud yell, which even Hutao was startled.
Looking at Jiang Bai's extremely bright smile because he scared her, Hu Tao took out the Humo Staff and smiled sadly.
"Do you want to die?"
"Lord, spare your life!" Jiang Bai immediately raised his hands in a gesture of surrender.
"Hmph!" Hutao put away the Humo Staff, not being as knowledgeable as this guy.
Jiang Bai jumped down from the tree and took out the gray pointer, "Master, this client is in Dao Wife. The problem is that Dao Wife is locked down now. How can we get there?"
Their business does not require how many days the body must be recovered, but it is usually as soon as possible.
Because Teyvat is so big, you can go anywhere, and the time requirement is very unrealistic.
Dao's Wife is far away from Liyue. It takes more than half a month to get to Dao's Wife by boat from Liyue Port. By the time the huge Dao's Wife finds Wen Bing's body, it will probably have decomposed into bones.
Therefore, there is no point in rushing.
"Let me think."
Hu Tao quickly sifted through relevant information in his mind.
Dao's wife has been locked up in the country and cannot get out of the country, so she has to resort to stowaway. Liyue can do the stowaway business, and the only ship with enough strength to cross the thunderstorm is the Death Omen Star.
"Let's go to the port and find out when the Death Star will return, and then tell me specifically what this customer's business requirements are."
The two set off for the port. Jiang Bai took out Wen Bing's contract. There were no additional requirements written in the contract. When the customer was doing business, he didn't think that he would really die, and he just ordered a standard package.
"Do you want to tell him where he is?"
Hu Tao thought for a while, "Let's wait until we bring the body back, so as not to be sad twice."
"That's right." Jiang Bai suddenly felt a little heavy.
In their profession, one is burdened not only with the will of the dead, but also with the thoughts of the living.
(End of chapter)
