The Lost People of Teyvat

Chapter 253 How many times will a person experience death?

Ying stood there for a long time, all alone, looking somewhat weak and pitiful.

Not until the falling cherry blossoms covered her shoulders and the pink petals covered her sadness did she move. She walked step by step to the mask, picked it up gently and carefully, and slid her fingertips across the corners of the eyes of the white fox mask, as if she wanted to wipe away the tears of her departed friend with her own hands.

"I will remember you, always and forever, and never forget you."

Ying repeated his oath in a low voice, not noticing that the cherry-colored crystal on the ground trembled slightly, as if someone who was both embarrassed and moved was moving his toes uncomfortably in the dark.

Ying carefully put away the mask, turned around, and the red cherry blossom petals on her shoulders and hair fell together. She looked at Chen Tianfeng who had come to her side without her noticing, exhaled lightly, nodded and said: "Let's go."

"Leaving now?"

Chen Tianfeng raised his eyebrows slightly and pointed at the cherry-colored crystal on the ground: "Aren't you going to take her with you?"

"No."

Ying shook his head, glanced at the cherry-colored crystal, pursed his lips and said, "These are her remains. If she were still alive, she would also hope to rest in peace under the sacred cherry tree."

"That makes sense... Then should we bury the crystal and erect a monument?"

Chen Tianfeng nodded and volunteered: "Leave it to me. I have a lot of experience."

Including the one in the Holy Spirit World, he had personally experienced three funerals and was familiar with each process. Whether it was a funeral for a human, an immortal, or a god, he had the confidence to handle it perfectly.

"No need. She has been underground for so long, she won't be willing to go back underground again."

Ying shook his head again, looked at the sunlight that passed through the hole and fell on the tree roots, and said, "Let her stay on the ground, in the sunlight."

"Listen to you."

Chen Tianfeng glanced at the cherry-colored crystal that was pretending to be dead, thought for a moment, waved his hand, took out three chairs from the Eye of God, and arranged them in the shape of a Chinese character "品". One of them happened to be covered by the sunlight.

Chen Tianfeng picked up the cherry-colored crystal and placed it on a chair filled with sunlight. He sat on another one and then motioned for her to sit down with a puzzled look in his eyes: "Sit down, you're welcome. I just happen to have a few questions that I'm curious about. We still have enough time. Why don't we chat?"

"What to talk about?"

Ying frowned, looked at Chen Tianfeng, then looked at the cherry-colored crystal, and sat down hesitantly, with some vague guesses in his mind, but he couldn't see it clearly.

"Let's talk about Hanasari."

"Hana Sanri...?"

"Well, what do you think of her?"

"..."

How to see Hanasari? What is the problem?
Ying looked at Chen Tianfeng with a frown on her face. Her warrior instinct told her that she had overlooked something. But apart from fighting and swordsmanship, her mind could not figure out what she had overlooked.

In short, something is wrong. Something is very wrong. There must be something wrong somewhere.

"Answer quickly, just chat casually, don't think too deeply, just answer according to your feeling."

Chen Tianfeng urged, with a smile on his lips.

"Hana Sanri... is a very good friend."

Ying pondered it, not knowing whether it was an illusion, she always felt that Chen Tianfeng at this moment was inexplicably similar to a certain earthly ruler - neither of them looked like a serious person.

"My friend, that's a very conventional answer." Chen Tianfeng nodded and changed the subject: "Then what do you think of her birth?"

"Birth?" "Yes, it was the dark disaster that devoured Kitsukosaigū and flowed into the earth, and Hanasari was born in a daze and inherited Kitsukosaigū's memories." Chen Tianfeng crossed his hands, glanced at the cherry-colored crystal inconspicuously, and looked into Ying's eyes: "What do you think of this? What do you think of the relationship between Hanasari and Kitsukosaigū?"

"Tian Feng, what exactly do you want to ask?"

"Just answer me. Don't worry, it's not a bad thing."

"..."

Ying was silent for a few seconds, thinking seriously, and then spoke slowly, each sentence was thoughtful and sincere: "She... and Husaigong are two individuals, even though she inherited Husaigong's memory. At the beginning, I did want to regard her as Husaigong, or Husaigong's reincarnation, but this is wrong."

"Although compared to Kitsai Palace, Hanasari's life is as short as morning dew, but she is a real and independent individual. She has a name, emotions, and her own persistence."

"So, I won't treat her as a substitute for Kitsaumi just because she has Kitsaumi's memories. This approach is very unfair to Kitsaumi and Hanasari, and it is also a blasphemy against friendship. Rather than a substitute, I think she is the successor of Kitsaumi's will, and she is a being with the same noble soul."

Ying looked at the cherry-colored crystal that was sparkling and translucent in the sunlight, his eyes softened: "To me, Hanasari is Hanasari, she is my friend. Even if we were together for a short time, it cannot affect this friendship."

"That is nice."

Chen Tianfeng clapped his hands and smiled: "Then one last question. Ying, do you know how many times a person will experience death?"

"...?"

Ying stared at him blankly, looking at his smile, his eyes widened little by little, and finally realized what he had overlooked.

From the beginning to the end, Chen Tianfeng never felt sad about Hua Sanli's departure! There was even a subtle smile in his eyes! And Chen Tianfeng was definitely not the kind of cold and heartless god who built his own anecdotes on the suffering of others!
So...so...

Ying suddenly turned his gaze and looked at the cherry-colored crystal with nervousness and anticipation.

"You've been listening for so long, and you don't have anything to say?"

Chen Tianfeng coughed lightly, and also looked at the cherry-colored crystal, raised his eyebrows and smiled: "I have recorded all the last words you said. You don't want them to spread all over Teyvat, do you, Hanasari?"

The cherry-colored crystal slowly floated up, and fine cracks appeared on its surface, making a "cracking" sound. Finally, it exploded at a certain moment and turned into specks of firefly and dissipated.

At the same time, Hua Sanli, who was wearing a red and white witch costume, quietly appeared on the chair. She looked at Chen Tianfeng with an awkward, resentful and shy look, which was very exciting for a moment: "Master Tianfeng, how could you..."

How can you secretly take photos and record them?

This doesn't fit the identity of a terrifying disaster at all!

Chen Tianfeng grinned, not feeling ashamed at all: "Those families in Kanda Village still exist, but they are a little tight on money. You can go and see for yourself."

Hua Sanli: “…”

Hua Sanli felt a little nervous and uneasy, and her eyes were evasive for a moment.

"Gobazo made some mistakes and was sealed in a stone statue. However, there are many little raccoons to keep him company, so he is not lonely. But I still suggest you go and see it yourself."

Hanasari moved her toes, as if trying to dig open the sole of her shoe and make a place for herself on the ground.

"Also, I will remember you, or witness you. So don't worry about wanting to die, being afraid of death, but having to die."

"Woo..."

Hua Sanli finally couldn't hold it anymore and whimpered: "Stop talking, stop talking, please, don't..."

(End of this chapter)