The Homeless Man of Teyvat

"In the near future, Liyue will face new challenges. Let's see how they deal with them."

Zhongli stood with his hands behind his back and said softly, "But I believe that Liyue will not let people down."

"New challenges..."

Xiao repeated in a low voice, closed his eyes again, and said nothing more.

"New challenges? Mr. Zhongli is referring to Osel's wife Ba Che?"

Chen Tianfeng, who was standing beside Zhongli, stroked his chin, glanced at the three masters and apprentices whispering not far away, and turned his gaze back: "This is a good goal. Ba Che is very close to the demon god level, which is just right for Liyue to practice and gain some combat experience."

No matter how good the weapon design is, it is just a beautiful flower frame without actual combat testing. Liyue has been peaceful for too long, and it does need some baptism of war to better face future challenges - if there are any.

"Of course, if Mr. Zhongli feels that Ba Che is uncontrollable, I can also make a friendly appearance. I guarantee that Liyue will feel pressure, and the degree of damage can be accurately controlled to ensure that there will be no casualties... well, no death."

"What do you think, Mr. Zhongli?"

"..."

"Why doesn't Mr. Zhongli say anything?"

"Tsk, Mr. Zhongli is really too much. I gave you advice with good intentions, but Mr. Zhongli pretended not to see me..."

"... Hey."

Zhongli rubbed his eyebrows and sighed with a slightly tired look.

"Emperor?"

Zhongli looked at Zhongli who suddenly sighed, half worried and half puzzled: "What are you doing...?"

"It's okay, but the wind in the mountains is a bit annoying."

Zhongli shook his head and looked at Lishui Dieshan Zhenjun, especially the reflection in his eyes - only him, and sighed again in his heart.

How can this dead snake from another world that follows him like a shadow and is extremely noisy be as difficult to get along with as that drunk poet?

"I always feel that Mr. Zhongli is thinking about something very rude."

Chen Tianfeng looked suspiciously at Zhongli, trying to find something strange in his golden eyes, but to no avail.

At this moment,

Zhenjun Liuyun Jiefeng led two disciples forward and bowed to Zhongli: "Emperor, the immortals have arrived."

"Yes."

Zhongli nodded gently, ignoring the guy who was noisy, "Liyue can't just have these few immortals, right?" "When did Ganyu and Shenhe become immortals?" "If that's the case, why didn't Yanfei and Yaoyao come?", and looked at the immortals and their disciples with a gentle look.

"Today, we are calling for all the immortals..."

...

"Senior Ganyu? Senior Ganyu?"

"...Ah?"

Ganyu came back to her senses and quickly raised her head to look at Baishi beside her: "Sorry, sorry, I was distracted... Baishi, is there anything wrong?"

"Did Senior Ganyu encounter any difficulties?" Baishi looked a little worried and said with concern: "Since Senior Ganyu came back from his trip, I always feel that something is wrong... If I can, I would like to help Senior Ganyu!"

"Thank you, Baishi. Don't worry, I'm fine... Well, I just didn't get enough rest."

Ganyu smiled softly, infecting people's hearts. She shook her head and changed the subject softly: "What do you want to see me for?"

"Is that so..."

Bai Shi blinked, knowing that Gan Yu didn't want to speak, so he didn't force her to ask, and said, "Lord Ningguang wants to restart the Guizhong Machine, and asked us to look for information about the Guizhong Machine, but there are too many documents in the database, so I thought of asking Senior Gan Yu if he knows the general location."

"Guizhong Machine... Let me think, ah, I got it!"

Gan Yu took out a thick book, flipped through it, pointed at the lines, and whispered the three words "Guizhong Machine": "Found it! Here, the 42nd row and 9th floor of the Chen area of ​​the Jiazi Library, "Detailed Explanation of the Structural Drawings of the Guizhong Machine."

"Thank you so much, Senior Gan Yu!"

Bai Shi cheered a little, resisted the urge to hug Senior Gan Yu, smiled and waved goodbye, and trotted away.

Gan Yu looked at her back, pursed her lips, and sighed a little.

The Emperor is going to step down from the throne, so suddenly...

She patted her cheek lightly, cheered up, and continued to deal with the review documents in her hand.

At the top of the document, a bold title was printed: Schedule of the Summoning Immortals Ceremony.

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Qun Yu Pavilion,

Ningguang frowned slightly, she looked at her friend in front of her, and took a breath: "You should know how important the Summoning Immortals Ceremony in two days is to Liyue, Ye Lan."

"Of course I know." Ye Lan nodded, with no expression on her face.

"Liyue Harbor was attacked by the demon gods. Because the emperor never showed up from beginning to end, the work of appeasing the people could not be completed effectively, and the people were panicked. The Summoning Immortals Ceremony is the only way for Liyue to contact the emperor now. Almost all the people in Liyue are looking forward to this ceremony. It is self-evident how important it is."

"Liyue must ensure that the ceremony of inviting the immortals goes on normally, or in other words, there must be no problems in the aspects of the ceremony that humans are responsible for. Only in this way can we have the confidence to show the people of Liyue that Liyue is capable and determined to face the challenges ahead."

"But at such an important moment, you told me that you have more important things to do and can't get away?"

Ningguang exhaled, raised her bare hands and gently rubbed her temples, her tone full of confusion: "What on earth do you have that is more important than the ceremony of inviting the immortals?"

"His funeral."

Ye Lan lowered her eyebrows, her tone was very light but very firm: "I want to see him off. For me, this matter is much more important than the ceremony of inviting the immortals."

Ningguang's expression froze, and her palm paused.

She naturally knew who the "he" in Ye Lan's mouth was.

Chen Tianfeng, a visitor from another world, a traveler who was discovered and contacted by Ye Lan not long after arriving in Teyvat. He has many mysteries, knows many secrets, and has a deep friendship with the Rock King Emperor.

During the Liyue Demon God Crisis, he accepted the Emperor's commission and tried his best to fight against the Whirlpool Demon God Osel... and finally died together with the Demon God.

More importantly, Ye Lan was against Chen Tianfeng... In this case, there was really no reason for him to stop it, and he shouldn't stop it... Ningguang put down her hand and asked, "Has the date of the funeral been set?"

"Yes, it's the same day as the Xian Ceremony."

Ye Lan nodded, and the corners of her lips seemed to curl up: "I asked Master Hu, she said that we can't do much for the dead, but at least we can pick a good day and pray for the deceased to rest in peace."

And a good day... In Liyue, can there be a better day than the Xian Ceremony for the gods to descend?

But for some reason, after she said this date, Mr. Zhongli, the guest official of the Wangsheng Hall, seemed to be hesitant to speak, and for a moment, people couldn't help but wonder if it was their own illusion.

"..."

Ningguang sighed again with a complicated expression, but halfway through the sigh, she suddenly realized something was wrong. She frowned and thought for a moment, wondering: "Ye Lan, why would Wangsheng Hall listen to your advice?"

"Hehe, this is another secret."

Ye Lan's lips curved even more, and her eyes were filled with plain joy.