The Lost People of Teyvat

Chapter 188: Ceremony of Inviting the Immortal and Funeral

Two days later,
The Yujing Terrace in Liyue Harbor was surrounded by layers of Liyue people. Some of them were the most common and savvy vendors in the streets and alleys, some were energetic students, some were fishermen or sailors with traces of wind and sun, some were farmers in simple clothes, and young masters of noble families in gorgeous clothes...

They stood in silence, gathered together, indistinguishable from each other.

The Qianyan Army maintained order on the sidelines to avoid accidents caused by the gathering of people.

The scene was very quiet. Even if there were three or two noisy people, they would stiffen and remain silent after being glanced at by the silent majority.

It is worth mentioning that most of those waiting at Yujing Terrace were Liyue citizens, and most of those who remained silent were also Liyue citizens. Among the noisy ones, if they were Liyue people, they would quickly understand from the eyes of the silent ones, and quickly stop making noise, and blend into the silent ones with a solemn expression - as if they were assimilated.

The noisy foreigners were swept by these hundreds, thousands, or even tens of thousands of eyes. The huge pressure made them stand still, sweating and trembling. They couldn't help but wonder if Liyue had encountered some kind of horror or strange pollution, or if the demon god was not dead as the General Affairs Department said some time ago...

And I wonder if I will die today.

It was not until the Qianyan Army came over, patiently explained some things they did not understand, and helped them to rest aside that these foreigners gradually came to their senses.

Then they looked at each other and whispered to each other, only to realize that none of them understood Qianyan Army’s explanation. What did they mean by “the disaster has passed, but everyone hasn’t seen the Emperor, so they are a little worried”?
Resolving difficulties with one's own strength without causing any trouble to one's own gods, isn't this something to be proud of? Why do the people of Liyue look so heavy-hearted?

Could it be that they are starting to worry about the safety of the gods?
But how could anything happen to a god?

Incomprehensible.

These foreigners talked for a while, and finally all praised the Liyue Seven Stars for their thoughtful consideration and for preparing a special rest area for them, even providing tea.

It’s just that this tea called “calming spirit soup” was a bit bitter. I hope it can be improved next time. After all, they were not really scared, really.

A teahouse somewhere near Yujingtai,
When Zhongli arrived at the location that Dadalia had already arranged, he saw the Fatui executive looking at the silent Liyue people below with an emotional expression.

"Mr. Zhongli."

When Tartaglia heard the footsteps, he turned around, smiled, and bowed.

"You are welcome, sir."

Zhongli smiled in return, and the two exchanged a few pleasantries before taking their seats at the same time.

The waiter in the teahouse was very discerning and served tea and snacks to the two of them.

Tartaglia took the teapot naturally, and poured tea for Zhongli even more naturally, and then poured tea for himself. He picked up the teacup and took a sip, then put it down, looking at the Liyue people who were waiting silently on the street, and couldn't help but sigh: "It's terrible, this is the first time I've seen people from any country have such strong cohesion."

"Disasters always make people grow, it's not surprising." Zhongli also cast a glance, his golden eyes flashing slightly, and it was unknown what he was thinking.

"Yes, disasters always make people grow."

Tartaglia agreed, then sighed, "Mr. Zhongli, you don't know that the Fatui have had a harder time in Liyue recently. My colleague really screwed me over."

But after Dotore finished his work, he disappeared without a trace, leaving him no information. When he finally realized what had happened, the Seven Stars came with great force and began to settle accounts with the Fatui.

It looked as if he was waiting for the Fatui to "fail to endure the humiliation" and break away from Liyue.

But the evidence these people produced was true, and the demands they made were very reasonable, but their attitude was a bit arrogant and overbearing, which was annoying.

Tartaglia suppressed his anger and decided to deal with these real new and old accounts first before turning against Liyue. If Liyue fabricated some non-existent things to cause trouble, that would be even better - he could just overturn the table.

As a result, the inexplicable result, as he handled the matters one by one, the expression of the Liyue representative gradually changed. At first, he was arrogant, then he sneered as he handled the matters, and then his eyes gradually became blank, and a little strange, with his eyes wide open, as if he had seen something extremely incredible.

In the end, the Liyue representative's attitude changed 180 degrees. He looked gentle and friendly. He also apologized quietly when no one was around, asking him not to mind his previous attitude. Maybe he was impressed by his personality charm... Tartaglia thought so.

No matter what, since the other party has given in, there is no need to hold on to him. Besides, the Liyue representative is just an ordinary person, and there is no point in bullying the weak.

Zhongli glanced at him with a strange expression for a moment.

This "Young Master" and "Doctor" are both executives of the Fatui, but apart from being obsessed with fighting and challenging the strong, he actually seems to be somewhat "simple" or has a somewhat "innocent heart".

He has a clear sense of right and wrong, and is very decisive in dealing with problems. He pursues the victory when he is right, and admits his mistakes sincerely when he is wrong. He is like a sharp long knife, and in just a few strokes, he can cut through the complexity and get the relationship between Zhidong and Liyue back on track.

But he himself was unaware of it.

"There is a proverb in Tianfeng's hometown, which is called 'A blessing in disguise'. It means that fortune and misfortune are interdependent, and temporary troubles may be a sign of smooth sailing in the future."

Zhongli said in a gentle voice: "Sir, don't worry. This may be the joy of the future, conveying a message to you now."

"hope so."

Tartaglia sighed again.

Dotore disappeared, but before he disappeared, he wasted the plan that he had thought about for a long time and finally came up with... Now how should he find Emperor Rock?

Do I really have to take my chances at the ceremony of inviting the immortals?
the other side,
While the people of Liyue were waiting for the ceremony to begin, a luxurious funeral that normally attracted many onlookers also began.

The funeral procession from the Hall of Rebirth moved forward along the streets that the Qianyan Army had cleared in advance and maintained order. Starting from the Hall of Rebirth, it passed through several streets that were either prosperous or peaceful in the past, left through the north gate of Liyue Harbor, and headed towards a place in Tianheng Mountain.

Chen Tianfeng was floating on the coffin, and felt very strange about the experience of burying himself.

Ye Lan was wearing a white shirt and skirt, walking in the team with a calm expression.

When the funeral procession left the city gate and walked onto the official road, pedestrians on both sides of the road stopped tacitly to make way for this special procession.

"Wow, what a grand treatment! The person who died must be someone extraordinary!"

Paimon stood by the road, whispering in Ying's ear.

It seemed like someone was looking at her just now... There was a person in the team who looked familiar, and she didn't know where she had seen him before... Ying frowned slightly, looking at the funeral procession that was gradually moving away, with doubts in her heart.

"But it has nothing to do with us."

Paimon retracted his gaze and pointed to the bustling port city clearly visible in front of him, his big eyes full of smiles: "Look! This is Liyue Port! The most prosperous commercial port in all of Teyvat!"

"So beautiful."

Ying suppressed her doubts and looked in the direction the little mascot's finger pointed, her eyes full of admiration.

"Paimon thinks so too! Oh, by the way! The Immortal Invitation Ceremony is today! I heard it's at Yujing Terrace, let's go, Ying!"

"Does Paimeng know how to get to Yujingtai?"

"…Well, Paimon can go ask!"

(End of this chapter)