The Lost People of Teyvat

Chapter 201 Storyteller

"He left Liyue Harbor and said he was going to... um, Qingce Manor?"

Tartaglia recalled for a moment and turned his gaze to Zhongli: "It was Mr. Zhongli who told me. Am I remembering correctly, Mr. Zhongli?"

"Yes."

Zhongli nodded, his expression calm.

The news that Chen Tianfeng climbed up the Jade Pavilion during the Osel Disaster and eventually "died together" with the Demon God was classified as top secret in Liyue, and few people knew about it except the Seven Stars.

There are many rumors in Liyue about the truth behind the Osel disaster.

Some said that Prince Yan made a move in secret and sealed his former enemy again; some said that Qixing took out a secret weapon that had been hidden for many years and defeated the Whirlpool Demon in one fell swoop, protecting Liyue from peace; some said that the Immortal Jue Yunjian arrived in time, and they fought the enemy together, and finally put the Whirlpool Demon back into the seal.

After the ceremony of inviting the immortals ended, another version of the story began to spread among the people of Liyue and was highly recognized.

That is: Lord Geo's best friend, a certain foreign god. He could not bear to see the people of Liyue suffer, and he had a contract with Lord Geo, so he followed the agreement, rushed to the place in the time of crisis, and fought to the death with Osel, thus averting the disaster.

During the conversation, several people arrived at the [Three Bowls and No More], and the waiter came forward and asked with a warm smile how many people there were, their dining preferences, and whether they had any dietary restrictions. He recorded all the information one by one, and finally led the people to the appropriate seats.

"Qingce Manor...what is Tianfeng doing there?"

Ying frowned slightly, quite puzzled.

"I don't know either." Tartaglia shook his head and said, "But seeing that he left in such a hurry, I think he had something urgent to do. Mr. Zhongli should know that when Mr. Chen left, he only said goodbye to Mr. Zhongli."

"He said he was dealing with some personal issues, so I didn't ask too much."

Zhongli glanced at the talkative Tartaglia and called over the waiter to bring a few menus to change the subject: "Three Bowls, No More Than Hong Kong is a time-honored brand in Liyue. Some of their signature dishes are very good. Take a look and choose some that you like."

"Ha, I'm not polite then."

Tartaglia opened the menu, raised his eyebrows and glanced at Zhongli, and said with a smile: "Mr. Zhongli, do you have enough Mora? If not, you can tell us some Liyue legends and interesting stories to repay your debt."

"Don't worry, I accidentally got some Bimora a few days ago. The amount is quite large and enough." Zhongli thought of something and a smile flashed in his eyes.

So what is the personal issue?
Ying's brows were still furrowed, holding the menu, and she glanced at Tartaglia inconspicuously.

This guy was diverted so easily... Never mind, it looks like Mr. Zhongli doesn't want to talk about it, and I won't get an answer if I continue asking.

The blonde girl sighed inwardly, tilted the menu slightly, and huddled together with the little mascot, selecting in a low voice.

They quickly ordered their dishes, and the waiter bowed slightly and left with the menu.

Soon, a waiter brought tea, dishes and chopsticks, and several exquisite side dishes that did not require waiting were also served.

“Wow, there are storytellers here, what a great atmosphere!”

Paimeng looked around and saw a stage not far away with a screen, a table, a gavel and other items. A middle-aged man who looked like a storyteller was standing there, holding a folding fan and bowing to the customers in the store.

"[Three Bowls, No More Port] is a port wine cellar that is highly praised by the market. The so-called market praises not only the wine, but also the environment." Zhongli said in a gentle voice. "Is the wine good?"

Paimon scratched his hair, looked at the tea on the table, and asked in confusion: "Then why didn't we order any drinks?"

"We still have work to do later, so it's not advisable to drink." Zhongli explained.

"Huh? There's still work to do?" Paimon's eyes widened. "But aren't all the preparatory work completed?"

Even if there are some omissions, the Qianyan Army, which looks very powerful, can handle it, right?
What else do they need to do?
"Of course, we have to go to meet the real protagonist of the ceremony. He is in the Golden House."

Zhongli looked calm and glanced at Tartaglia without making any noise. He said, "I have already made an appointment with the Qianyan Army guarding there. We will go there after we have dinner."

The protagonist...Emperor Rock King?
Tartaglia's eyes immediately lit up, thinking that Zhongli was indeed his good friend. It was worth his hard work in getting the kite and buying the immortality incense, only to be detained by the Thousand Rocks Army in the end.

Isn’t the most crucial information here?
Strange, why is [Young Master] suddenly a little excited... Just now Zhongli seemed to glance at him, very secretly... Has Mr. Zhongli plotted against him again?
Wait, why did I say that again?

Ying blinked and decided to pretend that she noticed nothing.

At this moment, the storyteller on the stage drank some tea to moisten his throat, and bowed to the guests below the stage again: "Thanks to your care, I, Tian Tiezui, have a bowl of rice to eat. I would like to thank you all in advance."

He listened attentively to the voices from the audience, and heard a lot of praise or polite words. He also caught a glimpse of some golden Mora falling onto the stage, making a pleasant sound. Then he stood up with a smile on his face.

"As all of you know, two major events have occurred in Liyue Harbor recently. They are the disaster of the ancient demon god and... the ceremony of inviting the immortals."

Tian Tiezui paused for a moment, looking somewhat depressed and sad, but he quickly cheered up and said, "It just so happens that the story I told a few days ago has just come to an end. Today, I will tell you about the ancient demon disaster. How about it?"

The audience responded with ups and downs, but not as intense as before.

Ying looked around, thoughtfully.

The departure of Emperor Geo has indeed had a huge impact on the people of Liyue, and no one knows when they will be able to get over it.

Tian Tiezui put down his folding fan, picked up the gavel and banged it, attracting the attention of many drinkers and spectators. He spoke calmly and calmly:
"It was a sunny day, with a clear blue sky, like a gem, without even a trace of cloud. The sea was calm, too. Anyone could see that it was a good day for fishing."

"But in just a moment, dark clouds suddenly appeared from nowhere, so gloomy that they even lowered the sky a little! The entire Liyue Harbor was shrouded in dark clouds and rain, and it was truly a scene of dark clouds covering the city!"

"I took a closer look and saw huge waves rising up on the sea! The highest wave was probably taller than a two-story building! It was so creepy!"

"And at this moment, a beam of light as thick as the tree at Chihu Rock suddenly swept over from the horizon and hit the Lonely Cloud Pavilion directly! Think about it, what is being suppressed by the Lonely Cloud Pavilion?"

"It's that [Demon of the Whirlpool] Osel!"

"This ancient demon god is Lord Rock, and he is also an enemy of our Liyue. During the Demon God War, he attacked from the sea many times, and he was very ferocious and terrifying! Fortunately, our Lord Rock was better and pinned him down with a huge rock spear and sealed him. This is how the Lonely Cloud Pavilion came into being."

"And the purpose of that pillar of light and that enemy is to allow the Whirlpool Demon to break free from its seal, so that all living beings in Liyue will suffer!"

“How can this be possible!”

(End of this chapter)