The Homeless Man of Teyvat

Zhong Li looked at Ying skillfully calming down the angry little mascot, and glanced at Chen Tianfeng, who was looking a little darker. After thinking for a moment, his eyes swept over everyone: "Everyone, there is still a lot of preparation work to be completed. How about we split up?"

"Split up?"

Sure enough, Mr. Zhongli was very anxious, as if he was racing against something... Ying was thoughtful, and was about to nod in agreement, but suddenly remembered something and said, "But, we don't have that much funds..."

It didn't take a second thought to know that the things needed for the Immortal Ceremony would not be cheap, and it might not be enough to pay for one or two things in advance if her and Paimon's coffers were emptied.

"Simple, come on, take this."

"this is?"

Ying took the cloth bag thrown by Dadalia, it was heavy and shook gently. In addition to the pleasant sound produced by the collision of the mola, there were some other sounds.

"A few scattered Mora, as well as the Northland Bank money exchange notes that are used in all countries in Teyvat, are all legal." Dadalia said something extraordinary in a casual tone: "The money notes are all blank. You can fill in as much as you need, and the seal is also included, which is very convenient. ”

"Wow……"

Paimon's eyes almost turned into stars. It took a lot of effort to suppress the "human nature" thoughts in his heart. He turned to look at Dadalia, full of disbelief: "This, this, this... is so important. You just gave it to us?"

Aren’t you worried that they might keep a few of them secretly or fill them out randomly?

"Beiguo Bank is very strict about money checks. Well, I can't tell you the specifics. In short, you just need to know that I can check the flow of every money check with the [Master's] seal. If there are any questions, you can contact me at any time. Just find you."

Dadalia raised her eyebrows and smiled, saying: "Also, I do this because I treat you as friends and partners, so don't let me down."

"Don't worry, it won't happen."

Ying nodded lightly, and Paimon patted his chest and assured, "Paimon won't do it either!"

"Oh, I believe you."

Dadalia smiled and turned to Zhongli: "Mr. Zhongli, if we split up, what are we going to do?"

"Well, Traveler."

Zhongli turned to Ying and said, "Please take the neon flowers and go to Chunxiang Kiln to find Miss Ying'er and ask her to help you make the ointment. After the ointment is boiled, take the ointment and go to the nearest seven days on the north side of Liyue Port. I will wait for you at the statue."

"I took note of it, Mr. Zhongli."

Ying nodded.

"Mr. [Gongzi], there is a toy stall that sells paper kites near Chihuyan [Three Bowls Are Not Enough]. I ordered some large paper kites there. Please go and take them down." Zhongli looked at Dadalia.

"Kite...oh, kite, right? I remembered it. Are there any more?"

"Well... you also need [Eternal Life Incense] to send immortal rituals. In Liyue Port, only Bu Bu Lu sells it. If possible, please Mr. Gongzi go to Bu Bu Lu."

Zhongli thought for a moment, then smiled warmly and said, "Just leave the rest to me. When the traveler and I come back from the Seven Heavens Statue, we can get together at [Three Bowls Cannot Port]. How about that?"

"Understood, listen to Mr. Zhongli."

"We took note of it."

The group spread out and headed towards their respective goals.

Zhongli stood there with his arms slightly stretched out, as if he was grabbing something.

"...Mr. Zhongli, what are you doing?"

Chen Tianfeng looked down at his forearm, which was held by Zhong Li, then looked at the direction Ying left, then turned back and asked uncertainly: "I also have a mission?"

The majestic Rock King, the God of Rock who has protected Liyue for more than 3,700 years, actually wants to squeeze even the dead?

Liyue is indeed a country of commerce!

He was thinking randomly about something "disrespecting the gods and gods", but noticed that Zhongli's expression was serious. He couldn't help but froze, stopped messing around, and became serious: "Mr. Zhongli?"

Zhongli looked at Chen Tianfeng for two seconds and narrowed his eyes slightly: "Are you going to disappear soon?"

"It doesn't count as dissipating, right?" Chen Tianfeng thought for a while and said, "It should be 'awake'?"

He will have another short sleep, and when he opens his eyes again, it will be a "new life" after the fusion of the divine body and the human body.

According to Chen Tianfeng, a new computer always needs to be restarted several times before it can be adjusted to the most comfortable state.

"How much time do you have left?"

"Soon, maybe before the sun sets?"

"Can this process be slowed down?"

"slow?"

Chen Tianfeng scratched his hair, looked into Zhongli's calm and deep eyes, and asked doubtfully: "Yes, yes, but what does Mr. Zhongli want to do?"

"I want to give you a gift."

Zhongli was silent for a few seconds, not hiding anything.

Prepare quietly and then give a surprise. It's good to do this, but now it seems that if he doesn't communicate in advance, maybe the gift he prepared, the "surprise" he gave Chen Tianfeng, will be turned into a "shock" by him and returned to him.

It’s better not to take the risk.

"Gift?"

Chen Tianfeng blinked and looked at Zhongli up and down, his eyes becoming increasingly wary: "Let's agree first, if the gift is a rock god's throne or something, I don't want it - we agreed that I will only be the rock god for that day."

Zhongli: "..."

Emperor Yanwang sighed tiredly: "Don't worry, little friend, I won't force the throne on you."

Is the Rock God's throne so despised by others? Or have times really changed?

"Then what gift is Mr. Zhongli talking about?"

"It's the power of faith."

"The power of faith?"

"Yes, you should have noticed that your resurrection is not perfect. How can the resurrection of gods be without the faith of their people?" Zhongli looked at him with a serious look.

The upcoming ceremony of sending off the immortals will inevitably generate a huge amount of faith power, which will help Chen Tianfeng make up for this last shortcoming.

"But I am not the God of Rock, and the people of Liyue are not my people." Chen Tianfeng shook his head.

"No, you are. Even if it's only for one day, you can't deny that you have ascended to the throne of the God of Rock."

"Even so, the power of faith of the people of Liyue is barely enough for me. If the power of faith of the people of Liyue is used for my resurrection... Mr. Zhongli, this is not a situation that can be easily described as 'twice the result with half the effort', but a huge amount of faith can only achieve a little effect."

"But it is effective after all, isn't it?"

Zhongli smiled, his golden eyes reflected Chen Tianfeng's face, and said softly: "You bring a wind to Liyue, and Liyue will give you a sea. This is fair."

"...I can't argue with Mr. Zhongli."

Chen Tianfeng smiled and shook his head, and then With a serious look, he bowed to Zhongli: "Then I'll have to trouble you, Mr. Zhongli."

Zhongli leaned slightly to the side and held Chen Tianfeng's arm, refusing to accept the greeting: "You don't have to do this, my friend. This is what I should do."

Chen Tianfeng did not insist, and after a little thought, he said: "If I want to delay, I will hide in the divine body, but even so, I can't hold on for long... about seven days, if nothing unexpected happens."

"Enough."

Zhongli silently calculated and nodded gently: "Your friend, go ahead, leave the rest to me."

"Thank you, Mr. Zhongli."

Chen Tianfeng closed his eyes, and his illusory body instantly turned into a point of light, quietly blending into the wind, awakening the dead god in the golden house. His huge eyelids opened a little, glanced at the surrounding environment, and then closed gently, without attracting anyone's attention.

It turned out to be the golden house. I don't know if Mora can still be created here. Well, if I think of it another day, I can ask Mr. Zhongli.