The Homeless Man of Teyvat

"All chips?"

Zhongli looked at him, his golden eyes looked him up and down, and he uttered a soft "huh".

Having known the Wind God for so long, he was sure of one thing: when the Wind God said with certainty that he had done his best, it meant that He must have some strength left.

"Grandpa, don't you trust me?"

Wendy's eyes widened, and she looked at Zhongli, seeming very aggrieved: "Although you are the first god to bet on Xiao Tianfeng, you can't doubt my sincerity towards Xiao Tianfeng!"

"..."

Zhongli didn't want to pay attention to him, but seeing that he was entangled, he thought for a while and said, "What about the agreement between you and the God of Ice?"

"This..." Wendy rolled his eyes, straightened his chest, and said confidently: "Of course I regretted it!"

Zhongli: "..."

Very good, you are worthy of being the free Wind God.

Grandma Ping: "..."

Is this the free Wind God?

Grandma Ping was shocked.

"I am the God of Wind, not the God of Contract who must abide by the contract. Isn't it normal to regret?" Wendy glanced at Zhongli and whispered: "Anyway, I didn't sign the contract directly, so I have to abide by the agreement."

Zhongli: "..."

He suspected that the drunkard poet was secretly mocking him - he had signed a contract with the God of Ice.

"Well, let's talk about business first."

The God of Wind, who had a premonition that the taciturn God of Rock would use force if he continued to talk, coughed lightly, raised his eyebrows and smiled: "Old man, have you thought about how to divert the trouble to the east?"

Divert the trouble to the east refers to how to fool Xiao Tianfeng, let him go to other countries, and provoke the nerves of other gods.

Zhongli looked at Wendy deeply, and the corners of his lips curled slightly: "If I remember correctly, is the Mond Wind Flower Festival coming soon?"

"No, old man?!"

Wendy's smile froze on his face, and he looked at Zhongli in disbelief.

I told you to divert the trouble to the east, not to the north!

"What? Did I remember it wrong?" Zhongli put his hands behind his back, lowered his head slightly, and looked at Wendy who jumped too much today: "Or, you and Mond don't welcome Chen Tianfeng?"

"..."

Wendy was silent for a few seconds, and looked at Zhongli's calm golden eyes, and said with great sorrow: "Old man, you have changed!"

"Why do you say that?"

"What is the hand behind you doing? I saw it all! You must be recording it, right?"

"You misunderstood."

"It's impossible to misunderstand! I have done so many such things, and I am very experienced!"

"..."

"..."

The two gods looked at each other, both with serious expressions, as if they were arguing about something important, and neither of them was willing to give in.

Grandma Ping lowered her head and looked at the Dichen Bell again and again, her eyes were extremely serious, and she looked like she was immersed in it and forgot herself.

As for the unique and unheard-of communication between the two gods... What gods? What communication?

"... Forget it, do you have any ideas?"

Zhongli dispersed the image seal without a trace, just as if nothing had happened just now.

"Let Xiao Tianfeng go to Inazuma. It just so happens that the lady of the family will come to Liyue Port to pick him up soon."

Wendy also lightly lifted up the matter just now, stroking her chin: "But unless there is an agreement with others in advance, Xiao Tianfeng has always been a profit-seeking person. If you want him to go to Inazuma, you must give him some benefits-the old man plans to give him something."

Zhongli glanced at Fengshen, who was willing to slander Chen Tianfeng's reputation and get benefits for Chen Tianfeng, and said lightly: "Earth veins."

"Earth veins?"

Wendy was surprised, and looked at Zhongli with gem-like eyes: "Are you serious, old man?"

There is nothing wrong with Liyue's ground veins. Wouldn't it be too generous to give it to Xiao Tianfeng just like this?

"Of course." Zhongli nodded, his tone calm: "The veins of Teyvat are quite wonderful. If Chen Tianfeng wants to revive the soul, it is most appropriate to start from the veins."

"That's indeed the truth..." Wendy smacked her lips, full of admiration: "The old man is indeed amazing, worthy of being the oldest demon god!"

"It has nothing to do with courage, this is a win-win situation." Zhongli shook his head and said: "There have been some problems with the veins of Inazuma in recent years. Chen Tianfeng can also help deal with it when he explores the mysteries of the soul."

"The veins of Inazuma?"

Wendy was stunned, and then she admired him even more: "It is worthy of Morax, the god of business. This is indeed a win-win situation."

Not only did he send Xiao Tianfeng away, but he also received thanks from Inazuma. The old man is indeed a win-win situation!

The corners of Zhongli's lips seemed to move, and he was about to smile, but he thought of something and took out a pure white crystal and threw it to Wendy.

"This is..." Wendy took the crystal, first puzzled, then suddenly looked up, eyes burning: "Old man, where did you get this good stuff?"

"This is a byproduct of Chen Tianfeng's resurrection."

"Xiao Tianfeng?"

"Yes." Zhongli nodded, and said: "According to him, the crystal that records and reverses the death of the demon god may also appear in the future."

"It's really amazing, Xiao Tianfeng." Wendy sighed, then paused and sighed: "It's really terrible, Xiao Tianfeng."

This crystal was born because of Xiao Tianfeng, and it can almost be regarded as the embodiment of his own characteristics after being reduced.

Record death and reverse death.

It sounds like a wonderful ability, but its essence is definitely not so gentle.

"You noticed it too."

Zhongli was not surprised. He noticed that the person beside him finally stopped staring at the dust-cleaning bell and looked at the pure white crystal, then at him. Grandma Ping, who seemed to be hesitant to speak, said in a deep voice: "It's not time yet."

"Emperor..."

Grandma Ping was a little anxious. She wanted to say something, but she didn't know what to say. She had to look at the gods pleadingly, waiting for His answer.

"The old man is right. It's not time yet. Before we are sure that Xiao Tianfeng can really perfectly resurrect the existence of the demon god, it is undoubtedly an adventure to let him witness the death of the demon god."

Wendy played with the crystal stone and said softly: "The death witnessed by Xiao Tianfeng will be cut off from any form and any possible resurrection except for him."

This is a road that you can't quit once you choose it. Because this ability was born from the beginning to cut off the enemy's hope of resurrection.

This is the only hope in despair, and it is also the coldness that people who still have a way out are most reluctant to encounter.

Grandma Ping was stunned for a long time, her lips and heart were full of bitterness. She looked at Zhongli and moved her lips: "Emperor, how long do we have to wait?"

How long will her friend continue to wait?

"Soon."

Zhongli looked into the distance, as if he saw an island country isolated overseas and shrouded in thunderstorms.

If Chen Tianfeng learned the secret in the next journey, if he really had the opportunity to revive his soul, if he could really do it...

Zhongli lowered his eyes, his lips slightly raised, and a smile was vague.

Then, even if he bet all the remaining chips in his hand on him, what's wrong with that?