The Lost People of Teyvat

Chapter 192 Black-hearted Businessman
Eh? !

Did I meet someone who knew Tian Feng? !
No, was he encountered by someone who knew Tian Feng? !

Ying blinked and looked at the man in front of her: "Who are you...?"

"Zhongli, the guest of Wangsheng Hall, is also an old friend of Tianfeng."

Zhongli spoke in a gentle tone as he calmly observed the expressions of Ying and Paimeng. Noticing that there was no trace of sadness in their words and actions, he realized that the drunkard poet had blocked the news and did not let the traveler know about Chen Tianfeng's "death".

"Tian Feng's old friend?"

Ying thought about it for a moment and did remember Tianfeng once said that he had several good friends in Liyue Harbor. She thought about it and looked at Zhongli: "How did Mr. Zhongli recognize us?"

"Haha, of course, friend Tianfeng once talked to me about the two of you."

Zhongli chuckled, noticing Ying's instantly curious look, and said, "He said that he has a good friend in Mondstadt who is kind-hearted and loves traveling. He also has a little white mascot named Paimon with him."

He paused, then smiled and nodded at Paimon, who was expectant at first, then stunned, and finally staring: "Thanks to Paimon, otherwise I'm afraid I wouldn't have recognized you two so easily."

"Damn it! Damn it! That damn meteorite man! He is the mascot!"

Paimon was so angry that she stomped her feet in the air. She knew that Chen Tianfeng would not say anything good. She was obviously the best guide in Teyvat and Ying's best partner!

Does this guy just remember that she's a mascot?!

"alright."

Ying rubbed Paimeng's hair and comforted him in a low voice, with a bright smile on her lips. She was about 70% sure about Zhongli's identity as "Chen Tianfeng's friend".

"Did Tianfeng say anything else?"

Zhongli thought for a moment and said, “Well, friend Tianfeng also said that his swordsmanship was once taught by you.”

"Mr. Zhongli is indeed Tianfeng's good friend."

Ying smiled and pointed at Paimon first, then at herself: "She is Paimon, the best guide in Teyvat, my best partner and emergency food; I am Ying, a... um, traveler."

"It goes without saying that this is emergency food!"

The little mascot became more and more annoyed. He folded his hands, turned his head to the side, and decided not to speak another word to Ying for three seconds, no, at least ten seconds.

Best buddies and…emergency food?
Zhongli recalled the scene in which Chen Tianfeng was sealed by Lord Guyun, shouting "Don't run, my friend" and "You smell so good, my friend" while mercilessly strangling and tearing Osel apart and devouring him. He could not help but remain silent for a few seconds.

No, Chen Tianfeng is a special case and cannot be used as an analogy. The relationship between the traveler and her little mascot should be a normal friendship.

"Mr. Zhongli?"

"…Hmm? Ah, sorry."

Zhongli came back to his senses and met Ying's gaze: "Traveler, what did you just say?"

"Just call me Ying, Traveler... It always feels weird."

Ying smiled and asked, "Mr. Zhongli, do you know where Tianfeng is now?"

"know."

Zhongli nodded.

"Then can Mr. Zhongli take us to find him? Or just tell us the address."

"Sorry, I can't tell."

"Thank you, Zhong... eh?"

Ying blinked, then blinked again, and looked at Zhongli, suspecting that she had heard wrongly: "What did Mr. Zhongli say?"

"I said, I know the address of Tianfeng's residence, but unfortunately, I can't tell you." Zhongli looked calm, paused for a moment, and added: "At least not now."

"why?"

"I'm sorry, I can't tell you that either."

"What is Tian Feng's current condition?" "I still can't tell you."

"..."

Ying's pretty eyebrows frowned, her smile faded, and she looked at Zhongli calmly, reasonably suspecting that the guy in front of her was looking for trouble.

You can’t say this, and you can’t say that, so why are you stopping me?
Paimeng looked at Zhongli with suspicion, and suddenly an idea flashed in his mind. He pointed at him and said, "You guy, you are not asking us to pay you in order to tell us Tianfeng's address, are you?!"

Liyue is a commercial country. Most people here are businessmen, and naturally there are some businessmen with black hearts.

The guy in front of me might be him!

"..."

Zhongli's smile froze slightly, and then he became helpless.

Perhaps in the beginning, Mondstadt should not be the first stop for travelers. The influence of the drunkard poet and his free city-state is too great.

Both Chen Tianfeng and the Traveler became somewhat... indescribable after living in Mondstadt for a period of time.

Although this change is likely related to their nature, the drunkard poet can accurately awaken their nature and naturally cannot escape His responsibility.

"Paimon misunderstood. I am not a businessman and I have no intention of selling information. The reason why I did not tell you two is indeed for some unspeakable reasons." Zhongli shook his head, his tone sincere.

Chen Tianfeng’s address... He lives in Ye Lan’s courtyard. It can be predicted that for some time to come, that courtyard will be Ye Lan’s permanent residence.

After telling the traveler the address of the courtyard, she knocked on the door happily, and saw Ye Lan opening the door... After a closer look, she saw both Chen Tianfeng's belongings and Ye Lan's belongings in the courtyard...

Such a development was a bit too exciting for Chen Tianfeng.

As for Chen Tianfeng’s current situation… Should we say that Young Master Tianfeng is currently in a strange state of being half dead and half alive, and divided into three?

"Then what is Mr. Zhongli going to do?" Ying frowned.

"I'd like to ask you two for a favor."

"Mr. Zhongli, please speak."

"Before that, I would like to ask you two a question. You must have witnessed the death of the Rock King Emperor. So, did you receive the grace bestowed upon the people of Liyue by the Emperor when he left?"

Blessing?

Ying and Paimon looked at each other and asked tentatively, "Mr. Zhongli, are you referring to that strange wind?"

"It is the legacy of the spring breeze."

Zhongli nodded and said the name he had just thought of.

"Yes, received."

Ying thought about it for a moment and did not deny it. When the wind blew, she did feel the gift that the spring breeze gave her, very faint, but real.

"Sure enough."

Zhongli smiled and said, "You two may not know that this Spring Breeze Legacy is the last gift that the Rock King gave to the people of Liyue before his death. Normally, only those who believe in the Rock King can receive this gift. And you two should not believe in the Rock King, right?"

Ying and Paimon shook their heads at the same time.

The little mascot scratched his head and said in embarrassment: "Mr. Zhongli, do you want us to return the gift? But how should we return it? And there is more! This gift was forced upon us by the Rock King Emperor. It has nothing to do with us!"

"…Don't worry, Paimon. This is a gift from the Rock God to you two. No one will ask you for it."

Zhongli's eyelids twitched slightly, feeling helpless and amused, and said, "This is the Rock God's recognition and goodwill towards you two."

"That's good, that's good." Paimeng patted his chest with his hands and asked curiously, "Then what does Mr. Zhongli want to ask of us?"

"Liyue was founded by the Emperor and many immortals. It can be said that Emperor Yanwang is one of the immortals. And for thousands of years, whenever an immortal passed away, Liyue would hold a farewell ceremony for the deceased immortal to express mourning and remembrance, and to send blessings to the immortal."

Zhongli explained, looked at Ying and Paimeng, and said in a gentle voice: "You two are strangers recognized by the God of Rock, so I would like to ask you to join me in organizing the ceremony of sending off the immortals for the Emperor of Rock."

(End of this chapter)