The Lost People of Teyvat

Chapter 204 Sleeping
haven't seen you for a long time?

What the hell is going on!?

No one came to explain it to him?!

Wait, Tianfeng, Tianfeng... He is Chen Tianfeng? !
Tartaglia's eyes widened, followed by a violent coughing fit.

He is Chen Tianfeng...How could he be Chen Tianfeng?

"puff!"

Tartaglia spat out another mouthful of blood, and her breathing became smoother. Just as she was about to stand up, an arm rushed into her field of vision, and a gentle and familiar voice sounded beside her ear:

"Are you okay, Mr. [Young Master]?"

It was Mr. Zhongli... Tartaglia recognized the person and breathed a sigh of relief. He reached out and grabbed his arm to help him stand up, forcing a smile: "It's okay, I'm not going to die, just a minor injury."

For him, getting injured is a very common thing. As long as he can't be killed, he will always stand up again and become stronger.

"Mr. [Young Master], it's good that you know what's going on."

Zhongli nodded slightly, took back the arm that Tartaglia had released, and with his other hand held the little mascot who had been unable to keep up with Ying and had instead bumped his head against a pillar, now covering his head with tears in his eyes.

He looked at the beauty and the beast in front of him, and said with emotion: "Reunion is really a happy thing."

"...Mr. Zhongli knows who "He" is?"

Tartaglia paused for a moment, as if he had thought of something, his eyes flickering.

“Yes.” Zhongli glanced at him, knowing what he was thinking, and said calmly, “From the very beginning, I knew his identity.”

"..."

As expected, Mr. Zhongli had known Chen Tianfeng’s true identity for a long time... Chen Tianfeng had always respected Mr. Zhongli... So, what was the identity of Mr. Zhongli, who was respected by a demon god?
Tartaglia's expression changed, and he soon came up with the answer.

In Liyue Harbor, in Liyue, who else can be treated with respect by the Demon God?

Mr. Zhongli turned out to be the Rock King that he had been looking for!
Tartaglia suddenly felt aggrieved. He remembered that he had just told the traveler, "We were all deceived by Him," but now it seemed that he was the only one who was deceived.

……

"How did you become like this, Tianfeng."

"Well, I'm actually a god. This is my god form. Look at the smooth curves, the glossy scales, and these perfect..."

The giant snake looked a little nervous and uneasy. He looked at the blonde girl and his voice got lower and lower: "It looks pretty good this way... right?"

“Very handsome!”

The girl's eyes sparkled with sincerity. She stood on tiptoe, stretched out her hand, and gently stroked the giant snake's jaw, feeling the wonderful touch from her fingertips. She smiled and said, "Really, very handsome!"

The giant snake's eyes lit up—really lit up with white light—and became radiant. He lowered his head again so that the girl could touch him without having to stand on tiptoe. "Really? My high priest also said that I have the highest appearance among all the gods."

This was naturally a replica of "Who is more handsome, me or Xu Gong?", but Chen Tianfeng decided to pretend not to know and allow the high priest to "blind" him.

"You still have a high priest?"

"Of course, I am a god. Not only a high priest, I also have many people and many stories. I will tell you when I have time, okay?"

"So it's a deal?"

"Well, it's a deal."

The giant snake and the girl smiled at each other.

Ying didn't get over her surprise until this moment. She withdrew her hand, patted her chest lightly, and let out a long breath: "Huh... I was so scared! Tianfeng, I'm so glad that you're okay. I thought... I thought..."

I thought I'd never see you again.

His eyes moved, his golden eyes reflected the giant snake, and there was a smile of relief in them.

It’s great that Tianfeng is okay.

"You thought I was dead?"

Chen Tianfeng smiled, then paused and said, "But, Ying, I am indeed dead."

"……Eh?"

The girl's body tensed up visibly, and there was a hint of anxiety between her brows.

"But it's different from death in the conventional sense. There is still a chance of resurrection!"

Chen Tianfeng spoke quickly, and under the girl's nervous and worried gaze, he carefully chose his words and explained the cause and effect as concisely and clearly as possible.

"Is that so? So, the upcoming ceremony of sending off the immortals is actually your resurrection ceremony, Tianfeng?"

Ying was thoughtful. "Well, you could say that."

Chen Tianfeng thought about it and felt that there was nothing wrong with what Ying said.

"Have you two finished your conversation?"

Zhongli interrupted their reminiscence at the right time and looked at Chen Tianfeng: "How long can you hold on, young friend?"

"It won't last much longer, maybe half an hour? Or maybe ten minutes, or even shorter."

Chen Tianfeng sensed his own situation, shook his head, glanced at Tartaglia, and said, "It took a lot of effort to fight this guy. How is Mr. Zhongli preparing?"

"The ceremony to send off the immortals can be held as early as the day after tomorrow."

"That's perfect. If I'm not mistaken, the day after tomorrow will be exactly when I need help. Thank you, Mr. Zhongli."

"You're welcome, little friend."

"Then the next thing is between us."

Chen Tianfeng turned his head and stared at Tartaglia: "Tell me, why did you suddenly attack me?"

"..."

Tartaglia looked up at the giant snake, twitched the corners of his mouth, and sighed: "For the Heart of the Rock God. The purpose of my coming to Liyue Harbor is to complete the task assigned to me by the Queen and bring Morax's Heart of God back to Winter."

"Then why did you take out my heart?"

"You two acted so much alike, how am I supposed to know you're not the God of Rock?"

"Oh, I don't care what your difficulties are. Tell me, how do you plan to compensate?"

"…Mura, can I?"

"Mora? Mr. Zhongli is Morax, what do you think..."

Chen Tianfeng paused and said, "In short, Mora is not okay."

Zhongli: "..."

Very good, he was sure that the dead snake had done it on purpose.

"So what do you want?" Tartaglia asked tiredly.

"You want to take my [heart], so I'll take your [eyes]. That's fair, right?"

"My eyes?"

Tartaglia was stunned for a moment and his expression changed immediately. However, before he could resist, his evil eye suddenly separated from his body and was swallowed by the giant snake.

"..."

It turns out that [eye] refers to the evil eye, which scared him.

Tartaglia breathed a sigh of relief.

It's just an evil eye. I can fix it when I return to winter. It's not a big deal.

Chen Tianfeng digested the evil eye in an instant, smacked his lips, and felt a little regretful. It was a pity that the authority of the Ice Queen that Tartaglia obtained was not in the evil eye. He thought about it, took out the Heart of the Wind God, and said: "Tartaria, do you want to take this Heart of God back to Winter?"

"Yes!" Tartaglia nodded without hesitation, "What do you want?"

"The Ice God's authority in you..."

Chen Tianfeng noticed Tartaglia's expression and said, "You are definitely not willing to give it. Then how about exchanging it with the big fish aura on your body?"

The smell of a big fish... Tartaglia narrowed his eyes slightly, and thought of something while his mind was turning. After thinking for a moment, he nodded: "Deal!"

"readily!"

As Chen Tianfeng's mind moved, the Heart of the God of Wind floated towards Tartaglia. At the same time, he pulled a light blue whale shadow from Tartaglia's body and swallowed it in one gulp.

If he remembered correctly, there was a star-eating whale hidden in the Fontaine's original womb sea, which was closely related to the subsequent plot of Fontaine, and it looked very delicious. Tartaglia had seen it when he was young, and he also had its aura on him.

And if He takes away this breath, He will have a chance to find that delicious whale.

Chen Tianfeng was thinking when he was suddenly overwhelmed by sleepiness. He yawned, turned to the blonde girl, and lowered his head: "Ying, I'm going to sleep."

"Well, go to sleep."

The girl held the giant snake's head in her hands, her forehead gently pressed against the cold scales, and said softly: "I'm right here, right next to you."

(End of this chapter)