The Homeless Man of Teyvat

Paimon covered his head, flew carefully to the giant snake, and hid behind Ying: "Ying, this... is really Chen Tianfeng?"

"Yes, it's him, I won't make a mistake."

Ying nodded gently, brushed the giant snake's scales with his palm, and his expression was gentle.

"Wow~ He has become so big!"

The little mascot was relieved, flew high, flew around the giant snake, and returned to Ying's side, looking amazed: "How did you do it?"

"This is Tianfeng's god form."

Ying smiled and rubbed Paimon's hair, thought about it, and explained: "Just like the immortals in Liyue legends, some are mountain spirit beasts that have attained enlightenment and turned into human forms, and Tianfeng should be the same."

"Oh, Paimon understands! Just like the Rock King Emperor has a beautiful big sister form, Tianfeng also has a giant snake form!" Paimon suddenly realized.

"Uh..."

Ying blinked, always feeling that something was wrong with what Paimon said, but couldn't tell exactly what was wrong.

Paimeng continued to look at the giant snake, scratching his hair, and had a new doubt in his heart: "By the way, Ying, is Tianfeng a human who turned into a giant snake, or a giant snake who turned into a human?"

Yin had a smile in her eyes, and she seriously suggested: "This... why don't we wait for Tianfeng to wake up, and Paimeng will ask him in person?"

The little mascot shook his head hurriedly: "No, no, I always feel that he will 'Awoo~' eat Paimeng in one bite."

The two of them got together and discussed in a low voice. The topic gradually diverged, and occasionally there was a pleasant laugh.

Zhongli glanced at Ying and Paimeng. When he heard the topic of "Can Tianfeng's giant snake and human form coexist?", his eyebrows moved, and there was a meaningful smile in his eyes.

If Chen Tianfeng's resurrection is divided into stages, then it can be divided into four parts: the death of a person, the birth of a god, the demise of a god, and the return of the dead... or the opening of the coffin.

He was also very curious about what form the returning Chen Tianfeng would appear in and where he would be resurrected.

If the ceremony of sending off the immortals is regarded as another funeral of Chen Tianfeng, then Miss Ye Lan buried Chen Tianfeng the human with her own hands, and the traveler bid farewell to Chen Tianfeng the god... Haha, I am really curious about his choice.

Will he return as a god, or crawl out of the tomb as a human?

Zhongli smiled softly, retracted his thoughts, turned to Tartaglia, thought for a while, and said: "When does Mr. [Young Master] plan to return to Winter?"

Tartaglia sighed first, then his expression became firm, as if he had made some kind of decision: "I won't leave!"

"...Hmm?"

"As long as I don't get the Heart of God from Mr. Zhongli, I won't return to Winter!"

Tartaglia's tone was sonorous. This was the task given to him by the Queen, and he had to complete it no matter what!

What's more, now that he knows that Mr. Zhongli is Morax, as long as he pesters him and follows him every day, sooner or later he will get the Heart of God!

This is what the people of Liyue often say, "Sincerity can move mountains and open rocks"!

"... Forget it, you should go back."

Zhongli's tone was normal, but Tartaglia misunderstood a hint of disdain, especially when he saw Zhongli take out the Heart of the Rock God and handed it to him.

Tartaglia: "..."

No? Ah? Is Mr. Zhongli disdainful of him?

Tartaglia felt humiliated.

But the golden, shiny, and beautiful "chess piece" in front of him was the Heart of the Rock God that he had been thinking about. As long as he stretched out his hand, the task assigned to him by the Queen would be successfully completed...

Tartaria's expression was heavy, and he decided to accept the "humiliation".

Zhongli saw him take the chess piece, and then he spoke calmly: "In this way, the contract between me and the Queen of Ice has been reached."

"...Contract?"

Daddaria was stunned, looked at the Heart of the Rock God in his hand, and then looked at Zhongli, and finally reacted, his expression almost collapsed: "Mr. Zhongli and the Queen have already had a contract? A contract about the Heart of God?!"

"Yes." Zhongli glanced at him, as if to tell him not to make a fuss: "This is a transaction based on the contract, and that is why the Ice God asked you to come to Liyue to take the Heart of God."

I don't know if it's an illusion, but when Dadalia looked at Zhongli, he always felt that he was actually saying "Why, your colleagues didn't tell you? Then you are really pitiful." This sentence.

"So, I am the only one who was fooled around?"

Daddaria widened his eyes.

Zhongli thought for a moment and consoled her: "At least your mission is completed - more than completed."

Daddaria: "..."

...

Qun Yu Pavilion,

Ye Lan stood in front of the intelligence wall covered with intelligence, glanced at the "new intelligence" that was not collected by her, then withdrew her gaze with boredom and glanced at Ningguang: "What do you want me to do?"

"Of course it's an important and good thing, sit down."

Ningguang motioned for Ye Lan to sit down at the table and chairs nearby, waved to let Bai Wen Bai Shi and the other waiters leave, opened the teacup and poured a cup of tea for Ye Lan herself, Smiling, she asked, "What have you been doing these days?"

"I took over the teahouse. Well, sometimes it's also a gambling house, which is very convenient for collecting intelligence." Ye Lan took the teacup, took a sip, and glanced at Ning Guang with her beautiful eyes: "Just say what you want to say, no need to lay the groundwork."

"You..."

Ning Guang shook her head, smiling, obviously not caring: "The day after tomorrow is the Immortal Ceremony, what are your plans?"

"It depends on what you want me to do."

Ye Lan put down the teacup and played with the dice.

"Please go to the grave."

"Whose grave?"

"It belongs to Chen Tianfeng."

"..."

Ye Lan paused with her fingers and looked at Ning Guang: "Reason."

"Mr. Chen died to protect Liyue, and Liyue naturally has to express his feelings." Ningguang's expression became solemn: "Sweeping the grave is only part of it. After a period of time when the situation is stable, the General Affairs Department will start to collect the opinions of the people and immortalize Mr. Chen. Make a temple famous.”

"I'm determined."

Ye Lan's eyebrows softened, "Give me the list of tomb sweepers, as well as plans and necessary supplies."

"Just come and see him. After all, you know him best and are closest to him."

Ning Guang chuckled softly and glanced at her with a playful look: "I had nothing to do yesterday, and suddenly I remembered that Mr. Chen has a Liyue household registration, which was done by you yourself, so on a whim, I took a look in person. Ha, Ye Lan , it is against the law of Liyue to tamper with other people’s household registration information without permission.”

"As long as the person concerned does not report it, it is not illegal."

Ye Lan's expression was calm, her eyes lowered, looking at the dice that were no longer spinning in her hand: "If he has any objections, he can come to me in person."

Whether it's a dream or a ghost, as long as he can come back, nothing will be a problem.

"In case, I mean just in case."

Ningguang leaned slightly, and got a little closer to look at Ye Lan's delicate face: "If Mr. Chen really wakes up, what are you going to do? Should you change it back quietly, or try your best to hide it so that he doesn't find out, or... directly Make it a reality?"

"Nature becomes reality."

Ye Lan glanced at her without hesitation. She had doubts in her heart. It was reasonable to arrange for people to sweep Tianfeng's grave during the ceremony, and the time was chosen carefully. However, Ningguang's performance always made her feel that there was something wrong.

This woman seemed to be expecting something... Ye Lan narrowed her eyes slightly,

Ning Guang just smiled and said nothing more. But now, Ye Lan may have become a little suspicious. If it goes on, the "surprise" would not be surprising but just happy, which would be too boring.