Genshin Impact: Reincarnation as a Hilichurl

Xiao followed the familiar scent and walked into the home of the father and daughter. In the warm candlelight, scattered medicinal herbs, broken utensils, and crooked tables and chairs came into view.

On the ground and on the table, there are several mushrooms with strange shapes that resemble dragon horns. Anyone who has seen the Emperor's immortal body can recognize that these mushrooms are exactly the same as the Emperor's horns.

But in Xiao's eyes, they are all the remnants of the devil.

The negative, filthy power that can easily mobilize people's evil thoughts has been singing songs about the dragon horn mushroom in the illusion given to Xiao, and his own karma is like the earth fire that is stirred by the thunder of heaven, turning into a series of sneering sounds echoing in his ears. It seems that there are countless faceless ghosts entangled around him in the dark.

"This little girl is so pitiful~, she doesn't even know that she was the one who killed her father with her own hands! Hehehe!"

“Pfft~, is it funny? Is it really funny? Ahahahaha! I’m dying of laughter!”

"Or I'll go talk to that little girl and see if she'll collapse~"

If these guys had faces, they would be hideous.

Xiao was already used to it. He crushed the dragon horn mushrooms on the table into crumbs and ground the dragon horn mushrooms on the ground into powder, letting their resentful and difficult-to-dissipate black energy merge into his body.

"Our hero is not affected at all~"

"How heartless! He used to talk to us, but now he ignores us?"

After Xiao carefully checked everything in the house and confirmed that there was no filth left, he followed the path that the little girl took to pick mushrooms.

Eradicate all evil.

"What have you protected?" A majestic voice sounded in my ears.

Xiao's body froze.

"Why did you find out so late? You didn't fulfill your responsibilities and you killed me!" A middle-aged male voice.

"Why did you kill my father?" the little girl cried.

Xiao took a deep breath and used the Wind Wheel to speed up.

"You killed me, how can you still live? How can you still have the nerve to live? Do you think you are worthy of being called the guardian of Ogihua Island? Give me back my life!"

"Who can save my dad? Who can save my dad..."

"When will you be able to pay for your sins?" a majestic voice asked.

"...Don't speak in his voice anymore." Xiao spat out a few words coldly.

"He's in a hurry, he's in a hurry, this trick really works!"

"Oh my, I thought you didn't like us anymore~"

"Oh~, it's my favorite anger, what a wonderful emotion, please give me more!"

"What? You can't even listen to me?" a majestic voice said.

"I told you, stop using his voice."

Over the past thousand years, Xiao has slain tens of thousands of wronged souls and evil spirits in Dihua Island, but his mind has always been able to remain in a stable state, otherwise he would have been devoured by them long ago.

But the Emperor cannot be insulted.

The Yaksha Nuo mask silently covered his face, and a huge pain spread out. The black energy that enveloped his entire body, which was usually invisible to outsiders, appeared and trembled in the pain.

The karma from the remnants of the demon god can only be smoothed out by the millstone of time, but the pain when performing the Jingyao Nuo dance can pull them to bear it together.

For a moment, the only sound was wailing.

Xiao finally found a dragon horn mushroom blooming like a bunch of flowers on a stone. The resentment gathered on the stone turned into a one-eyed, hunchbacked, lame old man.

"Child, I see that you are full of karma. Try this dragon horn mushroom. It will definitely make you feel better."

"You don't believe it? This is what the Rock King Emperor planted by cutting off his own horn to protect his people. You can't help but believe it!"

Seeing that Xiao was not falling for it, the old man's expression became ferocious while he spoke, and his whole body turned into a cone and shot towards Xiao's head, but he didn't expect that Xiao accepted his attack without dodging.

His simple will could not bear the pain brought by Jing Yao's Nuwa dance, and was shattered amidst the wailing, turning into nutrients for Xiao's black aura, but it was unable to make the black aura any thicker. Without the support of the evil spirit, the pile of dragon horn mushrooms petrified and dissipated.

"A lonely soul in the wilderness... don't even think about hurting me."

"Hahahaha! A lonely soul in the wilderness! Compared to us, you are more like a lonely soul in the wilderness!" A powerful karma mocked in the wailing.

"Well done, old man! Well done!"

"If I can't hurt you, then I'll attack the people of Morax! Wouldn't that make you happier? What have you protected? Look at the good things you've done!"

"Enough! Stop attacking my brother! How can you not understand that the evil spirit has only been out for an hour at most, doesn't my brother need to rest? If you want to blame someone, blame that little girl for not being able to resist the temptation. She pretends to be filial and comes out to pick herbs in the middle of the night. Damn it! Otherwise, kill her and send her to see her father who is unwilling to rest in peace!"

Xiao gasped for breath, and he and Pu Yuan pierced the stone in front of them and nailed it to the ground. He held the gun handle with both hands and lowered his head, revealing the image of a "guardian Yaksha" who eliminates all demons and evil spirits.

The black energy all over his body was also restrained, constantly being crushed and scattered, but it stuck back like a thorn in the flesh, making the black energy look even thicker, turning into substantial black flames that kept dancing and rising.

But as the pain intensified, even the wailing in my ears disappeared.

At this moment, a lingering lament sounded: "Look, if I had defeated Morax, there wouldn't be so many problems, right?"

This voice always arrives as expected at the end of the day, as if this represents that it occupies the highest position in Xiao's heart, as if this represents its uniqueness, as if this makes it the real winner.

Sadly, it seems so comfortable in the pain that Xiao can't express, it's really not ordinary.

Resentment? Regret? Regret? Karma? The curse of this land?

Or is it just an ordinary auditory hallucination?

Xiao can no longer tell the difference, but he will resist it all until the last moment.

…………

I don't know how much time had passed, the little girl didn't wake up, and Xiao didn't come back. The sound of a carriage on the road was getting closer and closer, and then stopped when it got close.

Wang Chen perked up and looked back. It was Huai'an, the owner of Wangshu Inn, Landa who claimed to be a traveling businessman, and two men he was not familiar with.

"Is this... Ning Gu?" Looking at the headless body on the ground, Landa spoke uncertainly, "That young master is really merciless..."

"In a fight between life and death, how can there be any mercy?"

"Ugh……"

"Don't just stand there, clean up quickly and send him away as soon as possible."

Landa and the other two men took out tools from the carriage and cleaned up the tragic scene. Huai'an approached the headless corpse, fumbled inside his clothes, and actually found a jade bracelet and a letter.

After the corpses were gathered together, several people took out professional props and poured them on the corpses, and a raging fire started.

"The appearance of Lu Ji is nothing but a change of people. When it turns to ashes and soil, it is nothing but soil. You can go with peace of mind. We will take good care of your daughter."

After the fire purified everything, they put the ashes into a can and buried them in a pit behind the house.

"I never thought it was you who was in trouble..."

After finishing all this, Huai'an walked towards Wang Chen. He put his hands together and said, "I didn't expect to meet you here at this time."

He pointed at the little girl lying on the reeds and said, "Ning Zhen, this is the little girl. Leave her to us."

Seeing that Wang Chen didn't respond, he seemed to explain and sigh, "Her father is seriously ill and terminally ill. Even Bubulu said that there is no cure. He came to us a few days ago and asked us to help take care of his daughter after he passed away. He never expected that he would suffer such a disaster before he died."

He squatted down and picked up the little girl.

"Does this happen frequently in Ogihua Island?"

"What do you mean? The evil spirits have endless tricks and methods that are hard to guard against. They appear frequently, but only a few of them involve human lives. I have tried my best."

"..."

"Oihua Island was once barren, and even the reeds refused to grow... The people living here had to move elsewhere, and to ensure safety, even the most profit-seeking merchants had to take a long detour. After experiencing all kinds of evil spirits and poisons, it was not easy for Oihua Island to recover to its current state."

"As long as I... and that person are here, Ogihuazhou will one day be able to fully recover to normal!" Landa interrupted excitedly.

"Yes, of course. I really hope to see him retire smoothly in my lifetime." Huai'an sighed and said to several employees, "Let's go. Let's go after everything is done. Now is not the time to stop."

The three people who came with Huai'an all nodded.

"Then sir, see you tomorrow."

The group of people came and went in a hurry. The carriage with a little girl on it soon disappeared at the end of the sight. Except for the addition of a new grave behind the house, it seemed as if nothing had happened.