The Lost People of Teyvat

Chapter 159 The Tired Old Man

Return to the southeast side of the original

Chen Tianfeng and Ye Lan found a place to hide their horses, put on disguises, took up swords and bows, and followed the marks on the map, all the way to the Fatui factory.

The factory is hidden in a small ruin that has been desolate for a long time. It is very hidden. Even the treasure-stealing group is unwilling to patronize this abandoned ruin that has been looted by countless people. It is not convenient to enter and exit the ruins. Half of it is underground and has no light all year round. Apart from being able to shelter from wind and rain, this abandoned ruins is no longer useful.

It is precisely because of this that the Fatui chose this place as the site for their factory.

After several comparisons, they finally decided to choose this hidden and difficult to defend relic.

"What do we do?"

Chen Tianfeng crouched down, holding the handle of his knife while quietly sticking out half of his head, aiming at the Fatui advance team members patrolling in front of the ruins entrance, and whispered: "I suggest you rush in directly and chop anyone you see. In the end, no matter what the Fatui are planning, we can chop it into pieces."

"Brother Chen, this..."

"What Brother Chen? Call me A Ren, Miss Kafka."

"...Okay, Ren."

Ye Lan twitched her lips and looked at Chen Tianfeng's new outfit, her purple eyes full of helplessness: "A Ren, how about we think about it again? It's a bit too reckless to just rush in like this."

There's no telling how many fools there are in the ruins, or how many traps they've set, or whether they have any cards that will ensure mutual destruction... Rushing in like this is not a wise move.

Ye Lan sighed in her heart and glanced at the wig Chen Tianfeng was wearing. It was a long wig with a layer of purple at the ends. Then she looked at his right hand holding the handle of the knife and his left wrist wrapped in a bandage, feeling strange.

Ten minutes ago, Ye Lan, who had transformed into Kafka again, suddenly asked Chen Tianfeng with a smile if he wanted to disguise himself. It was just a joke, but he stared at her for a few seconds, his eyes lit up, and he excitedly described the look he wanted, and looked at her expectantly.

Ye Lan didn't have the heart to reject his expectations, so under the existing conditions, she tried her best to dress Chen Tianfeng up as he described. Fortunately, the final result was satisfactory.

But for some reason, after disguising himself, Chen Tianfeng was inexplicably excited, and always enthusiastically put forward some incredible ideas.

For example, rush into the ruins and chop all the fools to death; for example, use the folk method of poisoning rats to suffocate all the fools in the ruins; for example, quietly dig a hole above the ruins and throw a dozen or twenty bundles of explosives in, so that these fools can appreciate the art...

The first idea is naturally not acceptable, but the second idea is good. Unfortunately, she does not have so many strong and fast-acting poisons. Brother Chen seems to have some alternatives, but I don’t know what he thought of. He said embarrassedly that he did not have such a horrible poison either.

Chen Tianfeng was actually worried that Mr. Zhongli's blood pressure would suddenly rise when he knew that he had released pollution in Guiliyuan - the old man was already old and had started to think about how to retire reasonably, so it was better not to provoke him.

As for the third one...

Ye Lan stroked his chin, thinking: "I think it's feasible."

"……what?"

Chen Tianfeng was stunned for a moment and scratched his head: "I was just talking nonsense, are you really going to stuff so much explosives into the ruins?"

“This is the easiest and most hassle-free method—but it requires a few adjustments.”

Ye Lan raised her beautiful eyebrows, with a smile on her lips, and her beautiful purple eyes reflected Chen Tianfeng's figure: "Brother Chen, oh no, A Ren, let's sneak into their factory first, it's best to find out how they imitated the Hundred Unforbidden Talisman and what the purpose of the imitation is, and then blow up the ruins."

“…You call this adjustment?”

"Why, don't you think it's interesting?"

"It's interesting, but I'm not very good at sneaking in."

"No, Ren, you are very good at it."

Ye Lan blinked and chuckled, "I remember a story you once told me, in which there was a saying: As long as you kill everyone who sees you sneaking in, you will have successfully sneaked in."

"Listen to me, Ren. Now, you have to help me perform a perfect infiltration."

"..." Chen Tianfeng looked her up and down, and with a "clang" he drew out his long sword, grinning: "I knew I was right about you, this is the Queen of the Night in my heart."

The scene of Qingchuang Xiru playing and sharing tea is certainly beautiful, but how could such a virtuous and kind girl be the real Ye Lan?
She is the queen of darkness in Liyue, walking on the edge of danger and enjoying the sense of accomplishment that comes from conquering the crisis. How could she really like an ordinary daily life?

It should be intense!
What is the difference between dullness and numbness?
Only danger and intensity can make her clearly feel that she is still alive!

"That's amazing. I was almost fooled by you."

Chen Tianfeng sighed, and at the same time thought about what made Ye Lan give up this "gentle" disguise in front of him. Finally, he realized that it was probably because he killed the thief leader with a knife without hesitation.

Is Ye Lan sure that he is not a good person in the true sense?

“Unfortunately, it’s still a little short, and the effect is not good. Not only can I not get closer to Brother Chen, but I have pushed Brother Chen away instead.” Ye Lan shook her head and smiled, left the shelter, and walked towards the ruins with graceful steps.

"To be honest, I was actually scared."

Chen Tianfeng followed beside her, pointed his long sword diagonally, and said, "You acted so attentively, but I can't guess what you are trying to do."

Ye Lan sighed softly: "So the more gentle I am, the more cautious Brother Chen will be..."

If she had known this, she wouldn't have bothered pretending to be gentle and gracious... Why did she do this in the first place?
Ye Lan recalled her thoughts at that time. Those eyes were pure, and there was always a gentle smile at the corners of her lips. The beautiful and lovely blonde figure floated before her eyes.

Ah, now I remember, it was because of her.

Ye Lan suddenly realized and then smiled with pursed lips.

What a kind and lovely girl. I’m just sorry that my sneak attack was very successful this time.

...

...

"Huh? Who!"

"Stop! The fools are doing business, no one is allowed to get close!"

"Oh, Fatui, what a domineering style."

Chen Tianfeng approached like a ghost, holding a knife, with a smile in his eyes, and shouted angrily: "I am here on the orders of the great sage Xumi to kill you, why don't you die quickly!"

The blade flashed, and the standard armor of the Fatui vanguard was easily cut by the blade like a paper toy.

Ye Lan didn't pay attention to the scene next to her which could not be called a battle at all. She hummed a little tune, put her hands behind her back, and walked briskly into the ruins.

Chen Tianfeng followed closely behind, making her stealth even more perfect.

Half an hour later.

"boom!!!"

A huge explosion sounded, the ruins collapsed, and smoke and dust rose up.

An old man who was attracted by the explosion watched the scene silently, feeling increasingly exhausted.

"Ugh……"

That drunkard poet!!

(End of this chapter)