The immortal body is called Teevat

Thanks to the help of Weili's abilities, the cleanup work went smoothly. Wu Cheng cleaned up all the body parts and debris early before the children woke up.

When the children got up, they felt that the whole room smelled strange, a mixture of rust and unknown objects.

The other children did not see Wu Cheng's death waltz, so they naturally asked Wu Cheng what had just happened and why he suddenly fell asleep?

Wu Cheng told them the truth. After all, these children could no longer be simply defined as children.

After experiencing the brutal torture in the Winter Solstice Laboratory, everyone's minds have matured considerably, and their acceptance of these bloody things is no longer like that of children of their age who would be scared at the sight of them.

Most of the other children just lamented that the old man was so kind but still had such a sinister heart. They couldn't help but start their first deep thinking about human nature, such as Vifente.

As for other emotions, they did not have any. After all, they were gradually getting used to the life of fighting and killing.

For children, this is a very simple logic. They just want to survive in this world of Teyvat. If others want to kill them, they will naturally kill others. It is such a simple reason, but it always seems difficult to achieve.

After the other children finished asking questions, the young boy with green eyes and white hair tugged at Wu Cheng's clothes to try to attract Wu Cheng's attention and then asked, "Brother, when can I dance as well as you?"

Wu Cheng looked at the green-eyed, white-haired boy, touched his head, and said to him calmly: "Zalair, did you see what happened just now? Don't you feel scared?"

Zalair nodded in agreement, "I saw it all just now. I know that the dance my brother performed just now is not a Mond-style dance, nor is it a waltz popular in Fontaine. It is a particularly elegant dance."

Wu Cheng asked Zalair curiously, "What's wrong? Why are you asking all of a sudden? Why? Do you want to learn this dance from me?"

Zalair nodded vigorously. Wu Cheng looked at Zalair, who had an excellent psychological quality, and asked, "Why are you so obsessed with dancing? Can you give me a reason and a cause?"

Zalair timidly explained to Wu Cheng: "I have loved dancing since I was a child, but in the end there were some minor changes. Although my brother's dance steps are a bit stiff and slow, but...but the basic dance method looks very graceful and beautiful."

Seeing that Wu Cheng was listening attentively, Zalair also told him about his future plans and ideals: "If I can become as strong as my brother in the future, I will also learn to dance and fight in my own melody and steps like my brother, and eliminate anything that interferes with the melody. This is what I have always been pursuing."

After listening to Zalair's speech, Wu Cheng couldn't help but sigh in his heart again that these children still have some mental illnesses. After all, it is unlikely that their minds can still be normal after coming out of such a hell.

But Wu Cheng thinks that's enough as long as these kids are not the kind of people who take human life lightly and treat it like a toy like the doctor.

Finally, Wu Cheng patted his head and said, "Of course you can, but now we have a lot of things to do. I will teach you how to dance this dance in person later. Okay?"

At this moment, Zhaler's eyes were full of light. After all, his parents always hated him for learning dance and only wanted him to inherit the family's academic work, but Wu Cheng was quite supportive of his hobby of dancing, which made Zhaler put Wu Cheng on a higher level in his heart.

After all, his father was a scholar who held a certain status in the Xumi Academy. Seeing his own child with such a different personality and who only liked dancing, he couldn't help but feel disgusted with dancing.

After all, the child was so obsessed with dancing that he even forgot to do his homework, study, and memorize his papers. This was simply unbearable for Zalel's father.

In his opinion, if he didn't study, what else would he have? If he didn't have any status, how could he inherit his legacy in the abbey?

Zalair's father is the most noble scholar among the scholars of the House of the Decrees. Compared with the scholars of the House of the Decrees, no matter how good a dancer is, is it better to have a paper published that resounds throughout Xumi and is admired and worshipped by everyone?

So Zalel's father forced Zalel to study various papers and other things when he was very young. Whenever Zalel secretly learned to dance, his father would beat Zalel and try to stop him from learning to dance.

He said to her: "You are a loser who likes dancing and you really let down the atmosphere of our scholarly family. You are the biggest failure in my life and the thing that makes me feel the most ashamed."

This was an endlessly painful life for Zalair until the Faithful Court discovered that his father might have committed academic fraud and sent the whole family to prison for questioning.

Later, his father went mad for unknown reasons and wandered to Aru Village. His mother died tragically in prison due to the torture she suffered in the Order House, leaving only Zalair.

And the reason Zalair survived was not because of his strong will, but because he wanted others to cheer for him, to cheer for him, and to win everyone's praise and recognition with his dance.

He wanted to show his dead father that even without the thesis, he could still become famous in Teyvat through dancing and surpass his father. Then he could prove to his father that he had made the right choice, even though he might not be able to see it.

But this did not stop Zalair from continuing to work hard to learn dance to achieve this goal, until he was captured by the people of Solstice and taken back to Solstice to undergo inhumane human experiments.

With Zalair's cheers, the children were still dark and reluctant to live in this house where many people had just died. Although the bloody smell was still heavy, they felt that this place was unusually comfortable after living in hell.

When we got up in the morning, since no one had the skills to cook, we could only boil a pot of water and put the purchased dry food into it to make a pot of paste.

Everyone scooped a few bowls to eat to fill their stomachs. Of course, the happiest one was Deparaide, who had always said that dry food was not tasty. When other children criticized Deparaide for not liking to eat dry food and eating a lot here, Deparaide only answered them with one sentence: "Hey, it smells so good."

After finishing all the food in the pot, Wu Cheng thought that since the old man made a living by trafficking people, there must be a place in this house where the children and women they kidnapped were hiding. Since he came here, he might as well accumulate some merit by saving them.

But after working together, Wu Cheng and Wei Li dug deep underground and searched, they still couldn't find a single living person. Wei Li also accurately told Wu Cheng that there was indeed no other human being nearby except them.

Wu Cheng saw that since no one needed to be rescued, there was no need for him to stay here any longer. So he led the children out of the Liyue houses.

Compared with his previous impression, the more he looked at these Liyue houses, the more they seemed out of tune with the beautiful scenery around them. After all, these houses were the source of sin, so it would be better to erase them from the beautiful scenery of Liyue.

So Wu Cheng pulled out a piece of firewood that was still burning under the stove, ignited all the combustible materials in the house, and then the fire burned through the houses of Liyue.

Correspondingly, Wu Cheng and his group did not even turn back, as if no matter how big the fire was, it had nothing to do with them.

Wu Cheng then took the children away from this sinful place and followed the alchemy map to the treasure's destination. Soon, Wu Cheng and his party saw ruined buildings around them.

At this time, Wei Li excitedly introduced to Wu Cheng: "Hey, human, have you seen the largest wreckage over there? That wreckage is where we lived at that time. It was tens of meters high, with many floors and rooms. There are countless decorations inside."

Wu Cheng replied to Wei Li calmly: "But now it seems that you are a relic of the old era. There is no place for you in Liyue in this new era."

Wei Li still argued stubbornly: "Isn't our territory our home? Although we have fallen for nearly a thousand years, this place is my home."

"Although I don't have any subjects, no one believes in me, but I firmly believe that as long as I am in my territory, it will always be mine. Do you understand? Humans...

Wu Cheng replied calmly to Wei Li: "Maybe, but where is the treasure you mentioned? You should also point out the way, right?"

Wei Li said with disdain: "Okay, okay, let's just say that you, a human being, sometimes I feel that you have become very greedy. I will give you what I promised to give you. Who told you that you are the only believer in me? Come with me."

Afterwards, Wu Cheng obediently followed Weili's instructions and walked towards the center of the ruins. At this moment, Wu Cheng stopped reading the alchemy map and put it away.

Because when it comes to a situation where detailed locations are needed, the alchemical map is obviously not as useful as the demon's memory from more than 2000 years ago.

Soon, Weili led Wu Cheng and his group through the ruins, and finally came to an inconspicuous area of ​​ruins and overgrown weeds that were gently blown by the breeze.

Wu Cheng didn't see any trace of treasure here, so he asked Wei Li in his mind: "Are you mistaken? This place doesn't look like there is any treasure."

Wei Li assured Wu Cheng solemnly at this time: "How is it possible? My memory is never wrong. I said this is the place. Wait a moment and I will show you what the magic god's miracle is."

Then, Willy extended a blood-red tentacle from Wu Cheng's palm. The blood-red tentacle carefully swept across the grass in front of Wu Cheng, as if groping for some mechanism or thing.

Soon, the blood-red tentacles found what he wanted. With a click, Wu Cheng saw something in front of him that was similar to the entrances to other secret realms, rising continuously until it stayed steadily on the ground.

Afterwards, Willy felt quite satisfied when she saw the 11 children standing behind Wu Chang were shocked by the sudden bulge of the entrance to the secret realm.

When Wei Li saw Wu Cheng's bland expression, she seemed quite dissatisfied, but then she also explained to Wu Cheng the rules of using the secret realm: "Human, when you want to enter the secret realm, put your palm tightly against the door of the secret realm, then close your eyes and wait for a while, then you can enter the secret realm we once built."

Wu Cheng nodded to show that he understood and told the other 11 children the method that Weili had just taught them on how to enter the secret realm. Children have a natural curiosity and interest in treasure hunting.

Without waiting for Wu Cheng to motivate them, they all signed up enthusiastically, hoping that Wu Cheng could take them with him when he entered the secret realm for the treasure hunt.

Afterwards, Wu Cheng and the 11 children placed their palms on the entrance to the secret realm, waiting for the so-called magical mechanism of the secret realm to transport them.

After a while, Wu Cheng felt as if his body was being pulled by a huge suction force, and he was completely unable to resist this force.

But after this moment, when Wu Cheng opened his eyes, the scene in front of him made his eyes widen, and he even forgot what to say.

……

Liyue Harbor Hall of the Dead

At this time, Hu Xiucheng was working hard to carve out the flowers for the unfinished coffin. Although Hu Xiucheng was very old, he did not feel unfamiliar with the objects he was fiddling with. Instead, he started to make the coffin very skillfully.

Little Walnut stood aside, constantly urging his grandfather: "Grandpa, you said the day before yesterday that you would take me to Wuwangpo to play for a day, but you haven't kept your promise for two days. I will ignore you for a day while I go out to play.

Hu Xiucheng looked at the little Hu Tao who was acting like a spoiled child, and shook his head helplessly, saying, "Tao Tao, it's not that Grandpa doesn't want to take you out, it's just that the friend named Wu Cheng ordered 11 coffins for his old friend who was dying in the winter."

"He traveled thousands of miles to come to Liyue to see his friend off for the last time and win the last respect for his friend. This is what our Wangsheng Hall should do. After grandpa finishes making this coffin and puts it in a cool place, we will go to Wuwangpo, okay?"

At this time, Hu Tao put her hands on her waist and said to her grandfather, "Grandpa, I asked that old antique Mr. Zhongli, and he told me that you violated the agreement between you and me, which is like violating the spirit of the contract. No matter what, you must take me to Wuwangpo to play for a day today."

After listening to Hu Tao's words, Hu Xiucheng said to him with a hint of reprimand: "Mr. Zhongli is our guest official. You can't call him an old antique. You should respect him by calling him Mr. Zhongli."