The Lost People of Teyvat

Chapter 174 The Long Sword is Ready
Older people can be really weird sometimes.

Chen Tianfeng took out the complete set of tea sets he had just bought while muttering to himself. At the same time, he was glad that he had spent most of his time sleeping and digesting when he was a god, so his mentality was still young - at least compared to Zhongli.

Chen Tianfeng took the tea box, opened it, identified the quality of the tea, and nodded with satisfaction.

As expected, this is the tea chosen by the Rock King, the quality is truly beyond reproach.

He recalled Ye Lan's teachings, first took out the tea leaves, put them into a tea bag, and crushed them with a small hammer. Then he put the broken tea leaves into a tea sieve, crushed them into powder, and sieved them to get fine tea powder.

Then I boiled water, made tea and painted.

The movements are natural and harmonious, done in one go.

"Mr. Zhongli, please."

"Thank you."

Zhongli thanked him and looked down at the bamboo forest painting in the tea bowl. Although it was drawn with simple lines, it was very vivid. He was surprised and exclaimed: "My friend actually has such a good tea art. It's really amazing."

"Thank you for the compliment." Chen Tianfeng cupped his hands and said modestly, "Compared to my friend, I have only learned a few points of her tea art skills."

"Friend..." Zhongli thought for a moment and said, "Is it the purple-haired woman who broke into your bedroom in the middle of the night?"

At that time, he thought it was a madman sent by someone, but after a closer look, he realized it was Ye Lan in disguise.

"Yes, that's her."

Chen Tianfeng looked helpless.

I was sleeping soundly in the middle of the night when I suddenly noticed someone climbing over the courtyard wall and heading straight for the bedroom. I stood up half in confusion and half in vigilance. When I looked carefully, I saw Kafka leaning against the bedroom door frame and said with a smile, "I'm so sorry for disturbing my husband's good sleep..."

Who can bear this!

Chen Tianfeng sighed, picked up the tea bowl, took a sip, and narrowed his eyes slightly.

Yes, my tea-making skills have not deteriorated.

If I feel like it one day, I can open a teahouse and make some money.

While he was thinking about random things, he was chatting with Zhongli. He didn't ask Zhongli if there was anything that made him want to have tea with him so late at night, because Zhongli might just want to have tea with someone.

Wendy had done this before. She kicked open his door in the middle of the night and, in his dazed look, happily told him that he had just remembered that there was a big discount at the Angel's Gift at midnight, and asked him to quickly get dressed and go drink with her.

Chen Tianfeng: “…”

I think you look like a big discount!

"Young friend? Young friend Tian Feng?"

"……what?"

Chen Tianfeng came back to his senses and looked at Zhongli, his eyes full of apology: "Sorry, sorry, I was distracted... What did Mr. Zhongli just say?"

"It's okay, I'm a little late."

Zhongli shook his head and didn't mind.

He looked at Chen Tianfeng, the young man scratched his hair with a smile in his eyes, looking gentle and harmless; He looked at the dead alien god, the gray-white giant snake raised its head slightly, its eyes were dead, and its fangs were cold and ferocious.

"I want to know how you will be resurrected, and how much noise you will cause."

"To be honest, I'm not sure either. I just have a vague feeling."

Chen Tianfeng thought about it and said affirmatively: "But the noise shouldn't be too big. After all, I can only revive my body now, and I can't make much noise."

"Is this so..."

Zhongli seemed to be thinking about something.

"Why do you ask this, Mr. Zhongli?"

Chen Tianfeng thought of something, his eyes lit up, and he pointed to the long sword on his waist: "Could it be...?" "My friend, you guessed right."

Zhongli nodded and smiled, "From now on, you don't have to accompany me all the time."

He paused and added: "But please understand, my friend. Liyue is too fragile and cannot withstand any major changes."

"Don't worry! Mr. Zhongli, I'm very reliable!"

Chen Tianfeng immediately patted his chest and made a guarantee. It seemed that if it was not Zhongli or the Rock King, he would have raised his finger and sworn to sign a contract with the Rock King on the spot.

"..."

Zhongli was silent for a few seconds, and did not say whether he believed it or not. He changed the subject and asked, "My friend, do you have any plans for tomorrow?"

"not yet."

Chen Tianfeng thought about it and realized that he really didn't have anywhere he wanted to go: "Does Mr. Zhongli have any plans?"

"Well, I once told you that there are ten wonderful sights in Liyue Harbor. Now that you have seen most of them, I thought of inviting you to go shopping at Feiyunpo Night Market together tomorrow night to complete the ten sights."

Most of it? Complete?
Chen Tianfeng blinked, recalled for a few seconds, frowned slightly: "Mr. Zhongli, you must have remembered it wrongly. In addition to Feiyunpo Night Market, I also have Chunxiang Kiln, Yujingtai and Yujingtai House Price I haven't seen... Oh, it's better not to see the last one."

It makes no difference whether you know about house prices or not - you can't afford it anyway.

"My friend, your memory is indeed quite good."

Zhongli gave a perfunctory compliment and said in a gentle voice, "However, Chunxiang Kiln and Yujing Terrace... Heh, the former requires you to go there yourself or find someone to accompany you, and the latter..."

He looked into Chen Tianfeng's eyes, with an imperceptible smile in his golden eyes: "Although Yujingtai is closed during this period due to the preparations for the ceremony of inviting the immortals, if my guess is correct, you will definitely have the opportunity to ascend Yujingtai in the future."

Chen Tianfeng felt that Zhongli was talking nonsense.

There is still one month left before the ceremony of inviting the immortals. Even if the seven stars of Liyue collectively had a brain attack and decided to continue to close Yujing Terrace and monopolize the Emperor's divine descent, the people of Liyue will not agree to them doing such an outrageous thing.

Therefore, Yujing Terrace will be reopened in a month at most, and he will definitely go to watch the ceremony of summoning the immortals then. If Zhongli still retires as planned, he will be able to see the spectacular sight of "a dragon falling from the sky" - it would be a pity to miss such a good show.

At that time, I should get a video camera to record the famous scene of "The Emperor's Assassination", and then invite Mr. Zhongli to watch it repeatedly... Chen Tianfeng thought so, but his expression did not show it at all. He smiled and nodded, expressing his deep admiration for Mr. Zhongli's foresight.

Zhongli glanced at him, pretending that he had not guessed his thoughts. After making an appointment and chatting for a few more words, he stood up and said goodbye.

at the same time,

Qunyu Pavilion.

Ningguang held the pen, stared at the unfolded map, and added another mark on the map.

Ye Lan stroked her chin, her eyes following the handwriting, and finally stopped at a certain place, her eyebrows slightly raised: "Gui Liyuan?"

The Fatui who had been leaving Liyue Harbor one after another these days actually gathered in Guiliyuan?

What are they going there for?
"After all the trouble, it seems that there is something very important to these fools in Guiliyuan."

Is it the earth veins or the remnant of the devil?

Ningguang thought about it, took a deep breath, and made a decision: "No matter what it is, waiting is not a good idea. Yelan, I'm sorry to bother you to make a trip."

"You said."

"Take the token and go to the Qianyan Army camp outside the city to gather the troops. We will set out to Guiliyuan early tomorrow morning."

Ningguang stared at the location of Guiliyuan on the map, her lips curled slightly, "It's not Liyue's habit to passively take a beating. When we get there, we'll tell them that the Thousand Rocks Army intends to suppress bandits in Guiliyuan. To avoid misunderstandings, ask those Fatui to lay down their weapons and cooperate with Liyue."

"What if they don't cooperate?" Ye Lan had a smile in her eyes.

"Then there is no misunderstanding."

Tian Quan said calmly: "The Qianyan Army will seek justice for the Fatui who were killed, and wipe out the gangsters who dared to impersonate the Fatui."

(End of this chapter)