The Homeless Man of Teyvat

"sure."

Chen Tianfeng was the first to nod. He looked at Wendy, with a smile on his tired face: "You can join us as long as you are willing. You have seen, Wendy, that our world is about to be destroyed, so I will not refuse anyone. Have the energy to join.”

"Since the captain agrees, I don't have any objection. As long as you don't plan to attack us, I will watch you."

Yuhong shrugged, looked at Wendy's overly young face, paused, and said: "Also, the evil in the temple doesn't care whether you are an outsider or not. As long as you step into the temple, it will attack you. So. You'd better think carefully about whether to go to the temple with us, it's too early to regret it now."

"Well, thank you."

Wendy smiled at Yuhong, then looked at Zhengman: "Hey, big man, what about you?"

"I listen to the captain." Zheng Man smiled naively and said, "The captain needs you, so I welcome you to join."

Wendy turned her gaze, her jewel-like eyes full of smiles. He looked at Chen Tianfeng, the corners of his lips raised slightly: "Well, captain, does our team have a name?"

"No, no need."

Chen Tianfeng shook his head, rubbed his palms on his body, and then reached out to Wendy: "Anyway, welcome to join us, Wendy."

"Thanks."

The two hands grasped each other and then separated.

Wendy glanced at Chen Tianfeng's palms calmly. Xiao Tianfeng in the dream was much more tired and vicissitudes of life than in reality. There were some calluses on the palms from sword practice, which felt hard to the touch.

"Rest for a while, and then we'll set off."

Chen Tianfeng sat by the bonfire, his voice was low, and the orange firelight flickered on his face: "The world doesn't have much time for us to rest."

About ten minutes later, a group of four people set off again, trekking towards the distant mountains into the sunset, trying to prevent the destruction of the world.

After walking for an unknown amount of time, the shadow of the mountain in the distance gradually became clearer, and the vague shadow of the temple on the mountain could be seen. But even from the vague shadow, one can feel the grandeur of the temple.

Wendy looked back, feeling a little uncomfortable with the silent atmosphere in the team. He wanted to try to liven up the atmosphere, such as taking out the harp and playing a song, but it didn't feel right.

The tone of the dream is one of silence and depression. The world is about to be destroyed. They are the warriors who declare war on the doomsday, and they are also the poor people who will be homeless. They probably don't need a cheerful atmosphere.

Just when Wendy was thinking wildly, she suddenly caught a glimpse of a white shadow from the corner of her eye.

"careful!"

Zhengman roared and smashed the shield in his hand hard.

"boom!"

Bai Ying drew on the thick shield, Zhengman's body trembled, his feet sank into the ground, plowing out a half-meter long mark. He breathed a sigh of relief, turned to smile at the three of them, and said in a naive voice: "I blocked it."

"boom!!!"

The white shadow left and came back again. Before anyone could react, he slapped Zheng Man hard on the back and sent him flying with his shield, causing a large amount of smoke and dust to fly away.

"Zhengman!"

Chen Tianfeng drew out his long sword, and while being alert to the white shadows that might appear around him at any time, he rushed towards the place where Zheng Man fell.

Wendy and Yuhong followed closely behind.

When they arrived at Zhengman's side, the tall and muscular man was no longer alive. His mouth, eyes and nose were all bleeding, his arms were twisted abnormally, and even his chest was slightly protruding.

"It left."

Yuhong pursed her lips, looked at the strong man lying on the ground, and said softly: "After taking away another one of our companions, we left, just like the previous few times."

"What it is?"

Wendy's expression was ugly. Because he was restricted by this dream, he could only clearly see that the white shadow was probably a snake tail covered with scales, but he had no power to stop it.

"It's the devil."

Chen Tianfeng was silent for a moment and said: "It is scared and weak. Every time we take a step closer to the temple, the power it usurps will be reduced by one point. In the last encounter, Zhengman could not stop it even from the front - only Only by entering the temple can we have a chance to kill it."

"It's possible that the whole army was annihilated. After all, we don't know if what we found was deliberately discovered by the evil devil... It may not be weak at all."

Yu Hong knelt down, raised her hand to brush Zheng Man's cheek, and asked the strong man to close his eyes. His tone was rare and gentle: "May death end your long dream and lead you back to the waking world."

Chen Tianfeng saw Wendy's doubts and explained, his voice full of exhaustion: "When the sun was still setting normally, there was a saying in our world: Our world is a dream of a certain being. Death It will be our only way back, don’t you think it’s strange?”

"...It's quite strange."

Wendy nodded, feeling quite strange.

This world is indeed a dream of Xiao Tianfeng, but the person in the dream actually realizes that he is living in a dream, which is... quite strange.

Yuhong stood up and asked, "Do you want to bury Zhengman?"

"No, our time..."

Chen Tianfeng first shook his head, then paused, remained silent for a few seconds, and sighed: "Bury him. This is the only thing we can do. As for time... it doesn't matter anymore."

"Understood."

Yuhong nodded, first took out the dagger, then thought about it, took back the dagger, picked up the heavy shield, and dug the hole in an extremely laborious way.

Chen Tianfeng dug in silence with his long sword.

"I'm here to help, too."

Wendy stepped forward and used the heavy shield together with Yuhong.

The three of them buried Zheng Man together, and then continued on the road, trekking towards the temple and the evil spirits.

As they approached the temple, Bai Ying appeared again.

As Chen Tianfeng said, the white shadow or the evil spirit was much weaker. This time, Wendy not only captured its position more clearly, but also helped him block it when it hit Chen Tianfeng. Chen Tianfeng was injured for the first time. Its tail——when Bai Ying whipped towards Yuhong.

Chen Tianfeng's eyes turned red, he gritted his teeth, tore the clean clothes under his armor into strips of cloth, and bandaged Yuhong.

"It's useless...I'm going to die..."

Yuhong raised her hand with difficulty and grabbed Chen Tianfeng's palm, her eyes gradually dimming: "Captain...are we really...living in a dream? You said...ahem, what is the waking world... It looks like..."

"..."

Chen Tianfeng didn't speak, and bandaged up silently and stubbornly.

"She's dead."

Wendy patted Chen Tianfeng on the shoulder, gently brushed Yuhong's eyes, and said in a soft voice: "May death end your long dream and lead you back to the waking world."

"I know, but it has to be bandaged. This is the only thing I can do."

Chen Tianfeng finished bandaging, stood up, pulled out the long sword stuck on the ground, and turned to look at Wendy: "Stop, Wendy. What happens next is not something outsiders should get involved in. This world is going to end. Please leave as soon as possible."

"What are you talking about, Xiao Tianfeng, we are partners."

Wendy shook her head and pointed to the cyan gem around her waist: "Did you see this? It is the eye of the wind attribute god. In my world, those who obtain the eye of god have the ability to manipulate elements. So. I’m strong, don’t worry.”

"...I understand, thank you."

Chen Tianfeng nodded, took a deep breath, held the sword tightly, and walked straight towards the temple.