The Homeless Man of Teyvat

Ying actually came to Liyue too, to participate in the ceremony of inviting immortals? Well, he was probably tricked by that Wendy guy... Chen Tianfeng looked away and looked at Ye Lan, who was in the team and was dressed in white.

It's Night Orchid, not Kafka.

Today, on this occasion, Ye Lan did not want to say goodbye to Chen Tianfeng as "Kafka".

Even the ceremony of inviting immortals was turned down.

Chen Tianfeng's expression was slightly complicated. He looked at Ye Lan's calm side face blankly, with inexplicable emotions quietly rising in his heart.

At this moment, Ye Lan suddenly turned her head and looked at the coffin. Chen Tianfeng was shocked. He wanted to dodge but didn't want to. His body stiffened slightly, and then he suddenly realized that Ye Lan couldn't see him at this time.

He was dazed for a long time, then suddenly smiled, holding his head in his hands, lying on his back on the coffin board, looking at the gradually receding clouds above his head.

It's really strange. At that moment, there was an illusion that Tian Feng was still alive... Ye Lan stared at the coffin for a few seconds, then looked away with a sigh.

But how could it be possible? She had touched Chen Tianfeng's body, which was cold, silent and soundless.

Tian Feng is dead, this is an indisputable fact.

The moment she saw the body, Ye Lan even felt that the previous state of "death without seeing the body" was better. At least that way, he could deceive himself, saying that Chen Tianfeng was just missing and not dead. Maybe in a few days, months, or years, he would reappear and greet him with a smile.

Say "Oh, long time no see. How have you been lately?", say "You don't think I'm dead, right? Hahaha, how is that possible? A scourge like me will last for thousands of years.", say "I'm sorry. Let you worry, I promise, I will never leave again."

Ye Lan suddenly shook her head and smiled, the last sentence was something Chen Tianfeng would never say no matter how hard she thought about it.

But now that he no longer even has this illusion, we can't expect him to rise from the coffin, right?

Not long after, the funeral procession arrived at the foot of Tianheng Mountain, at a burial site chosen in advance.

Yelan looked up at the strange-looking clouds in the sky, and then glanced at the surrounding scenery - the scenery was beautiful, the mountains and rivers were beautiful, Chen Tianfeng should like it very much.

Chen Tianfeng really liked this place, the style of the tombs and tombstones, and the epitaph engraved on the tombstone: May death lead the deceased back to their hometown - to Liyue's best friend, Chen Tianfeng.

He watched Hutao commanding in an orderly manner, watched Yelan stare blankly at the coffin being buried, watched the paper money being tossed up and down, looked at the sky, the clouds, and the mountains... Finally, he lay quietly on the coffin and watched. Shovel after shovelful of soil fell, passing through his body and burying the coffin bit by bit.

This is death.

He stared blankly and stretched out his hand, as if he wanted to grab something.

…

"So many people!"

Paimon clutched Ying's clothes tightly, lay on her shoulders, and whispered softly: "Ying, do you feel that there is something wrong with the state of these Liyue people?"

The little mascot carefully looked at the expressions of the people around him, and couldn't help but shudder when he looked at the silent faces with hints of worry and sadness.

"Isn't the Immortal Invitation Ceremony a major annual festival in Liyue? Why don't these Liyue people look happy at all?"

Just when I asked for directions, I felt something was wrong. The atmosphere in the entire Liyue Port was strange, and I didn't know what was going on.

"It's indeed weird..."

Ying nodded, also a little confused, silently cheering up and being vigilant.

The two people, one large and one small, spent some effort and relied on Ying's superb skills to get a seat in the front row with a good view at the opening of the Immortal Invitation Ceremony.

Paimon stood close to Ying, looking at the altar in the center, and exclaimed in a low voice: "That should be Lord Tianquan Ningguang, right? Just looking at the back, I feel that he is such a powerful person..."

After hearing the news, I saw a woman wearing a gorgeous cheongsam of alternating gold, white and black colors standing quietly in front of the altar. Her long white hair was tied up by black and gold hairpins, and it was only parted at the back. , hanging down to the calf. Just looking at the back, you can feel the graceful and luxurious temperament.

Is this the condensed light of "the power of heaven, the richest party"?

Ying blinked and saw the woman turning around, with white hair and red eyes, and a delicate and beautiful face. She looked calm, but there was still a hint of unnoticeable worry in her brows.

Ning Guang raised his head and glanced at the sky, his red eyes even more shining in the sunlight. She took a breath and glanced at the people in the audience. She paused for a moment at the golden touch, feeling a little surprised in her heart.

Is the [traveler who saved Mondstadt] here too...

Ning Guang calmly withdrew his gaze, took a step forward, crossed his hands and naturally dropped them in front of his lower abdomen: "The auspicious time has arrived!"

The hostesses in cheongsam on both sides bowed slightly to her and backed away slowly, leaving the venue to the Lord Tianquanxing.

Emperor, you must appear.

Ning Guang prayed in his heart, closed his eyes lightly, and bright yellow lights lit up all over his body. The rock elements gathered here, and four gems condensed from the rock elements appeared, surrounding him.

Ning Guang pinched the sword finger with her hand, opened her crystal red eyes, and with a slender jade arm, four bright yellow gems drew elegant arcs, flew out from her side, and circled around the copper stove placed on the tribute platform. flight.

She retracted her arm, pointed the sword back to her chest, and with a thought, the four gems slipped into the copper furnace like a baby swallow.

The next moment,

The copper furnace with two layers of cornices and engraved with profound runes shone brightly. Bright golden light suddenly burst out, and golden light pillars spewed out from the copper furnace and shot straight into the sky!

In the azure sky, a pure white cloud vortex appeared out of thin air, and a golden light column hit the center of the vortex, dyeing many clouds bright yellow.

The clouds spread, and the white clouds formed a whirlwind, rapidly descending along the golden light column.

At this moment, the gods are coming!

At the same time,

the burial ceremony at the foot of Tianheng Mountain was also coming to an end. Ye Lan personally added the last shovel of soil to the grave, and then took the wet soft cloth handed by Hu Tao and gently wiped the tombstone.

Chen Tianfeng retracted his hand, and the body condensed by memory or information easily passed through the coffin and overlapped with the human body.

He closed his eyes and ended his journey as a "human";

He opened his eyes and announced the arrival of the gods to the world.

"Ang——!!!"

The gods descended from the sky, and they landed on the huge altar. His eyes swept over everyone present, and there seemed to be a look of nostalgia in his eyes.

He lowered his huge head and looked at the woman closest to him, his eyes gentle and calm: "Come forward."

"The Heavenly Power of the Seven Stars of Liyue, I meet the Emperor."

Ningguang bowed to the god with a solemn expression.

But while bowing, he couldn't help but feel confused. The incarnation of the Emperor today seemed different from the past, and even the classics had never recorded it.

It was not the half-dragon and half-scale commonly seen in the classics, but a giant snake with no horns or claws; the color was not golden yellow, but a cold gray, as if it had faded.

But the faded God of Rock is still the God of Rock, and the people of Liyue will not mistake their own gods. His breath, the fluctuations of his divine power, and even the vague but tenacious and unbreakable connection with the people of Liyue, all showed the fact that he was the God of Rock.

"Emperor!"

"It's Lord Yan!"

"Lord Yan finally showed up! Lord Yan didn't give up on us!"

The people of Liyue cheered at the ceremony, and the previous depressed and silent atmosphere was swept away.