The Homeless Man of Teyvat

"Have you heard that a Qianyan Army set off from Liyue Port this morning?"

"The Qianyan Army is setting off? This is a big deal! How did you know?"

"I have a relative, my third uncle's nephew..."

"Okay, okay, stop talking nonsense!"

Someone interrupted him and said: "The bulletin board in front of the General Affairs Department posted information this morning. This time Qianyan Army received the news and went to Guiliyuan to suppress the bandits!"

"It's time to suppress bandits in Guiliyuan. It's time to suppress these bandits and bandits."

Some people nodded vigorously, agreeing very much and even gritted their teeth: "Last time I met a group of treasure thieves in Aozang Mountain, and they insisted that I took their treasures in advance and asked me to be wise and return them to them quickly. This is simply unreasonable! "

"So you really found the treasure?"

"The treasure is hidden with a hammer! The treasure map that the group of treasure thieves took was the warehouse route map drawn by me. I don't know why they took it. They found the warehouse that had been abandoned for several years, and saw the trademark of my caravan. They firmly believe that I have robbed their treasure - these beasts who kill a thousand swords are really unreasonable!"

"What happened next? Tell us now!"

"Hehe, even if I tell you what happened later, you won't believe it, so you still won't tell me."

"Hey! You! What do you mean by half-talking?"

"That's right, it's our business to believe it or not, just say it!"

A few urgings, a few jokes, and a few flatteries. The man finally spoke with satisfaction, his eyebrows raised as if they were about to fly, which made people deeply understand the true meaning of the word "elated": "That group of unreasonable treasure thieves were surrounding me with knives and looting, and they were threatening me. As a result, ...Hey, guess what?"

"Guess what, uncle! If you fart, let it go!"

"Hey! You're this guy! Vulgar!"

The man glared and saw that the man who spoke vulgarly was a strong man who could probably kill half of his life with one punch. He looked away angrily, cleared his throat, and continued: "I'm not afraid to tell you! I was raped. Immortal saved!"

"It's an ethereal white-haired fairy!"

The man looked excited, talking and gesticulating: "Just a few words, before I even had time to see clearly and say thank you, the fairy floated away, leaving behind a group of treasure thieves holding their arms and legs and wailing!"

"...It's gone, it's gone. Another one who was dumbfounded by reading the script."

"That's right, the white-haired fairy... Heh, are you worthy of meeting the white-haired fairy?"

Everyone dispersed in a hurry, speaking sarcastically or with a sour tone, not wanting to pay attention to the Yuxian businessman who didn't know whether it was true or false.

Zhongli and Chen Tianfeng, who had stopped to watch the whole process, stopped watching the show and walked towards the depths of the night market.

However, Chen Tianfeng was inclined to believe that the man's story about meeting an immortal was true, except for the reason that the businessman's left leg was in some trouble, and it was obvious that the injury was not fully healed.

White-haired Immortal, hey, if they really met Shen He, it would be normal for thieves and businessmen to have their legs broken - but they didn't know whether that person was a businessman or a treasure thief group who had reformed their evil ways.

"There are indeed many immortal legends in Liyue and they are very popular."

Chen Tianfeng seemed to be feeling a little emotional. He glanced at Zhongli and then said, "If Mr. Zhongli retires, the people of Liyue will probably feel empty for a long time."

There are many immortal legends in Liyue, but almost everywhere in Liyue is the legend of Prince Yan. The God of Rock established Liyue, and Liyue walked with the gods. Thousands of years have passed in a hurry. In the hearts of most Liyue people, the King of Rock is there and will always be there.

"They have to adapt."

Zhongli's expression was calm, his golden eyes moving, reflecting the bustling lights of the night market.

It was precisely because there were too many legends about immortals in Liyue and he was so influenced by the gods that he had the idea of ​​letting go - the future planned by the gods was definitely not what Liyue wanted.

No matter how sad or depressed, the people of Liyue will always get out of the trough, and finally create a future that belongs to human beings.

Zhongli recovered his thoughts and saw rows of lanterns hanging at the door of a shop in front of him. The lights were particularly bright. If he looked closely, there were lines of small words written on the lanterns. Many people gathered around it, which was very lively.

"Haha, are you good at guessing lantern riddles, little friend?" Zhong Li asked with a smile.

"I'm not very good at it." Chen Tianfeng shook his head at first, refusing to make any boastful words. Then he naturally followed Zhong Li and walked towards the lantern riddle venue: "But you can give it a try. Whether you succeed or not is interesting."

As I got closer, I realized that this shop was actually a restaurant, three stories high. The third floor is built in the style of a pavilion, with a wide view and a panoramic view of the entire brightly lit night market street.

The waiters in the restaurant smiled eagerly, said some flattering words, stood at fixed posts, or walked back and forth, all busy.

Under the rows of lanterns, what was being read was a well-dressed woman with a delicate face and a somewhat soft look. When illuminated by the lights, her face was like a peach blossom and she smiled sweetly. There was a young man standing next to her, who looked like he was explaining the meaning and mystery of the riddles to everyone after the woman finished reciting the riddles and giving the answers.

Chen Tianfeng watched for a while and roughly understood the rules.

This restaurant has a rule since its ancestors. When the night market starts at the beginning of every month, lanterns will be placed in front of the door and guests will be asked to guess riddles. If a guest answers three lantern riddles in a row, the restaurant will give him a bottle of good wine, respectfully invite the guest to the third floor, and give him a discount.

If you can't answer, it's okay. You can also go to the first and second floors of the restaurant, and there are also discounts and discounts.

It is said that more than a hundred years ago, during a certain Hai Lantern Festival, Lord Yan used an incarnation to answer riddles. Lord Yan told all the answers to the riddle one after another, which shocked the store owner and immediately invited him to the third floor to give him wine and food without any charge. He also accompanied me personally, and we had a great time chatting with him.

It's a pity that the store owner's naked eyes are mortal. It wasn't until Prince Yan left and revealed a miracle that he realized that he had met a god.

The store owner at that time thought about it and thought it was the lantern riddle activity in his restaurant that attracted the gods, so he slapped the table and left the tradition of setting up lanterns and guessing lantern riddles at the beginning of every month.

Chen Tianfeng looked at Zhong Li with curiosity in his eyes. Zhongli thought about it carefully and shook his head slightly.

I understand, that is, the store owner from a hundred years ago was hiding something secretly, and a pair of discerning eyes actually saw the future a hundred years later...

Chen Tianfeng smiled, waited patiently, and found a gap where no one was guessing the riddles. Then he took a step forward and cupped his hands: "I also want to try the lantern riddles. Sorry for bothering you, girl."

"You're welcome, sir."

The dressed-up woman quickly bowed in return, picked a lantern from the shelf, and asked the boy to take it off.

"Listen up, sir, this is the first one."

She held the lantern and whispered: "There is no need to cut it into a phoenix tube, or cut it into a fishing rod. After the thousands of flowers and grass have withered, leave it to look into the snow."