The Homeless Man of Teyvat

The sky was blue and clear. It rained last night, not heavily, but it drizzled away the last ray of dry air in late summer. The golden sun rose, the soft morning light fell, the grass leaves swayed in the wind, and a few drops of water, whether dew or rain, slid down and soaked into the soil, leaving no trace.

The old man leaned on his snake stick, squinted his eyes and looked at the busy boy happily: "Be steady, don't be impatient, it doesn't matter if you are slow, but you must not make mistakes, remember?"

"Understood!"

Everyone responded, their expressions were a little happy and excited.

Dozens of boys and girls came to the old man with vigor, lowered their voices, and chattered about something. Finally, they nominated a girl who was wearing a goose yellow skirt and looked a little immature. Her eyes sparkled as she looked up at the old man: "High Priest, will the gods really wake up today?"

"Of course, when the autumn rain fell last night, the gods gave out an oracle."

The high priest looked at the group of young and energetic children in front of him, and the wrinkles on his forehead were kind: "You are all new children born during the period when the gods were asleep. This time, I asked you to come just to let the gods see how the new generation of my Holy Spirit is. How is it, are you nervous?"

"No, we will definitely not let the gods down!"

The girl straightened her chest, like a proud kitten, quite pleasing.

The rest of the children also answered loudly, which made the old man more satisfied, and his eyes almost narrowed into a slit with laughter. He knocked on the black stone floor with his snake staff, waved his sleeves, and pointed to the altar: "Very good! Feng Jun listens to the order!"

"Here!"

The girl in the goose yellow skirt straightened her face and saluted respectfully, but she couldn't hide the lively spirit in her eyes.

"Go and bring up the gifts that the Holy Spirit Empire has presented to the gods."

"Lord Feng, obey your orders!"

The girl turned around, faced the boys and girls, and waved her hand: "Line up, set off!"

"Yes!"

A group of boys and girls quickly lined up, and under the leadership of Lord Feng, they marched neatly to a certain place. Not long after, a group of people returned with two huge carriages.

The carriages were golden red, made of dozens of precious materials, and engraved with many runes. They were one of the most proud crystallizations of wisdom of the Holy Spirit Empire.

It has only one function, which is extremely simple and pure, that is, to imprison and suppress foreign gods.

It is said that this thing was not originally in the shape of a carriage, but the high priest felt it was inconvenient, and after thinking hard for a long time, he finally decided on the current style. The high priest's reason was that if it was made into a carriage, the hunting team could easily transfer the spoils after a successful sneak attack.

"You bunch of lunatics! Lunatics!"

The imprisoned god on the left frame, who looked a bit like the sea scorpion, cursed: "I didn't provoke you! I was just watching the show! Do you understand?! Let me go! Otherwise... Ugh! Ugh!!"

Before he finished speaking, Feng Jun jumped onto the frame, picked up a huge purple gold plug with one hand, and blocked the mouth of the sea scorpion. The girl looked at him with a serious expression: "You are not just watching the show. The high priest said that when you saw that our god showed signs of defeat, you attacked secretly."

"Ugh! Ugh!!"

The sea scorpion god stared at the girl and wanted to speak, but he couldn't utter a word. He wanted to wave his limbs to use his authority, but he was tightly imprisoned by the golden red frame and couldn't use any strength. He couldn't help feeling sad.

Thinking that he was a dignified god, an existence believed and worshipped by thousands of people, but because he was targeted by the crazy group of Holy Spirit, he ended up like this! The most annoying thing is that the crazy snake of the Holy Spirit didn't even make a move, but He was defeated and captured by the crazy people of the crazy snake, and even his own kingdom was swallowed up by them!

The Sea Scorpion God was filled with grief, and noticed that his fellow sufferer on another carriage next to him - a god who looked like a white deer - was very calm, as if he didn't care about his own fate at all.

The Sea Scorpion God was stunned, and couldn't tell whether the White Deer God had let it go, or was so desperate that he just wanted to be buried in the snake's belly as soon as possible.

The White Deer God noticed the Sea Scorpion God's gaze, seemed to smile, and said softly: "God of Tide, although we are gods, we will always die. There is no difference between being buried in the snake's belly or in the wilderness."

Damn, he is a fool!

The Sea Scorpion God felt more and more sad, and began to regret why he had so many legs instead of two more pairs of wings, otherwise he would not have been caught by this group of lunatics.

"High priest, the gifts have arrived!"

"Very good, send them to the altar."

"Yes, high priest!"

Feng Jun and his companions sent the two carriages to the altar, and then followed the steps that had been rehearsed many times to decorate the table for their own gods little by little.

"The children have grown up. In another ten or twenty years, the Holy Spirit will be theirs."

The high priest looked relieved.

"To be honest, every time I see this scene, I feel that other gods are right. The gods and people of the Holy Spirit Empire are all crazy."

A voice that could not be distinguished between men and women suddenly sounded. The high priest was not surprised. He raised his hand to signal the others to continue working. He turned around and saluted the gods who had arrived behind him at some point: "Suzaku Tianjun, you are here."

"Well, I felt that the big snake was finally waking up, so I came over to take a look."

The Suzaku divine bird with beautiful fiery red feathers nodded, looked at the gods and children on the altar, and his eyes were full of emotion: "How did you do it?"

The high priest naturally knew what the Suzaku god was asking. He answered frankly with a serious expression: "Heart for heart, that's all."

The Suzaku lowered his head and looked at the small, old human with a snake staff. He said "tsk", without saying whether he believed it or not: "Which holy mountain is the big snake in? I'll go find Him."

"Holy Mountain No. 27."

"No. 27... Oh, I remember it. Old man, why do you set up so many holy mountains for nothing?"

"For safety, Suzaku Tianjun."

"...Except for the big snake, no god would go to the nest of the enemy god to sneak attack the sleeping god, right?"

"We are worried that the gods will make progress."

"..."

The Suzaku was speechless and simply stopped answering. He flapped his wings and flew straight to the Holy Spirit Empire, the No. 27 Holy Mountain: "Dead snake! Are you up!"

The high priest's face twitched, pretending not to hear it. Gods don't have many friends, and Suzaku Tianjun is one of them. He is also the best friend who has been with God for the longest time.

Therefore, it is normal for the two gods to call each other by special names, and there is really no need to care. Of course, more importantly, even if our own gods are now among the top gods in the Holy Spirit World, they are still no match for Suzaku Tianjun.

Except for the first god who is not sure whether he really exists, Suzaku Tianjun is the most powerful person in the Holy Spirit World.