The Homeless Man of Teyvat

"Miss Ying'er said that the perfume made from [Golden House Hidden Beauty] is sweet and dreamy, and is the favorite of little girls; the perfume made from [Shanyin Jin Cluster] is noble and is the favorite of rich girls; the perfume made from [Piaomiao Xianyuan] has a gentle but long-lasting fragrance, like the dim sky and hazy fog, and is most popular among mature women."

"The Rock King likes the last one!"

"Could it be that the Rock King is actually a big sister?"

The little mascot chattered, flying on the left side of Ying, and Zhongli walked on the right side of Ying. After the three of them selected "the type of perfume that the Rock King likes", they returned to Liyue.

"Zhongli, what do you think?" Paimon leaned over and asked with half curiosity and half inexplicable excitement: "Will the Rock King Emperor be a mature, beautiful and gentle big sister?"

"Maybe?" Zhongli smiled and said: "The Rock King Emperor has thousands of incarnations, maybe such an image really exists."

"Wow~ I really want to see it."

Paimon exclaimed, then reacted and sighed: "It's a pity that the Rock King Emperor passed away. We only saw his giant snake form."

"There is a shop selling clay dolls in the port market. There are many clay dolls of the emperor in various forms. If Paimon has time, you might as well go there to take a look."

"Great! Paimon has noted it! By the way, Zhongli, I have another question."

"What question?"

"Why is the blessing given to the people of Liyue by the Rock King Emperor in the invitation ceremony a gust of wind? Wind, shouldn't it be the power of Barbatos?"

"..."

The three of them chatted while hurrying on their way, and soon arrived at Chihu Rock.

I don't know if it's an illusion, but Ying always feels that today's journey is particularly easy and takes much less time, as if the ground under their feet is silently helping them.

But how is this possible?

Maybe Mr. Zhongli is knowledgeable and elegant, and it's a pleasure to chat with him, so I unconsciously ignore the hard journey and the passage of time... right?

Ying thought about it, and when he looked up, he saw Tartaglia standing under the big tree of Chihuyan, with Qianyan Army beside him.

What did he do to get caught? What should I do, should I pretend not to know him?

Ying was stunned for a moment, and then thought seriously.

"You are finally back."

Tartaglia's eyes lit up, and when he saw Ying and the other two, he waved his hands vigorously, as if relieved: "Mr. Zhongli, help me explain to these Qianyan Army that I am really not a suspicious person!"

One step late... Ying felt a little regretful and followed Zhongli.

"You two, is there any misunderstanding here?"

"Are you Mr. Zhongli?"

Feng Yan narrowed his eyes and looked carefully. He finally confirmed the identity of the man in front of him. He clasped his fists and said, "Feng Yan, the coach of Qianyan Army, is ordered by Lord Tianquan to come to assist Mr. Zhongli in organizing the ceremony of sending the immortals. We, more than 300 brothers of Qianyan Army, are waiting for Mr. Zhongli's orders!"

"You are polite, coach."

Zhongli nodded, took out the task list he had prepared long ago, and handed it to Feng Yan: "These are the remaining matters. Coach, arrange the personnel by yourself, don't delay it."

"Yes!"

Feng Yan took the list, glanced at it, nodded, and put it away carefully. Then he turned to Tartaglia, with a solemn expression: "As for this guy, when we took over the security of the ceremony, we found him doing something sneaky, so we took him down."

"Hey, what do you mean by 'take him down'?" Tartaglia folded his arms and frowned: "I don't want to provoke a dispute with you, so I gave you a chance to listen to my explanation."

In Yujingtai, in the place where the gods of Liyue passed away, fighting with hundreds of Thousand Rocks Army without caring about anything... No matter how you think about it, it's too crazy.

Especially these Thousand Rocks Army are murderous. You can tell at a glance that they are not the green rookies who patrol Liyue Harbor on weekdays. They are iron-blooded men who have seen blood, fought on the battlefield, and are not afraid of sacrifice.

Once the fight starts, things will inevitably get out of hand. By then, he may be able to escape from Liyue, but none of the Fatui he brought with him will be able to escape.

Feng Yan ignored Tartaglia and explained to Zhongli: "We checked the scene and found nothing unusual. This Fatui said he knew you, so I took him here to wait for you to come back. Don't worry, we didn't make things difficult for him."

"I see, thank you for your help, Master. But you did misunderstand. This [Young Master] is our companion and the sponsor of the ceremony of sending the immortals in his personal name."

Zhongli explained as detailed as possible.

Feng Yan listened quietly, still with a cold face, but still turned to Tartaglia and bowed: "I misunderstood, sorry."

Tartaria raised his eyebrows slightly: "You are very hostile to Fatui, why?"

"No comment."

Feng Yan had no expression on his face.

The Fatui and the madman did so many things in Liyue, but this Fatui who looked like an executive asked him why he was hostile to Fatui... Ha, hostile?

It should be hatred!

Feng Yan bowed to Zhongli, took the ointment, glass lily, dust-cleansing bell and other items, and left with dozens of Qianyan soldiers behind him.

"What a strange and difficult guy."

Daddaria half-closed his eyes, looked at Feng Yan's departing back, and suddenly said: "Mr. Zhongli, how many Qianyan soldiers like him are there in Liyue?"

Previously in Yujingtai, the more than 300 Qianyan soldiers were under the command of Feng Yan, advancing and retreating in unison as if they were one person, and the fierce murderous aura soared into the sky, making him almost unable to control his desire to fight.

Is this the legendary Thousand Rocks Army Formation in Liyue? I heard it’s a degraded version. I really want to see the complete version of the Thousand Rocks Army Formation... Tartaglia suppressed the passion and desire in his heart and turned his mind to the task assigned to him by the Ice Queen.

“I don’t know either.”

Zhongli shook his head and retracted his gaze, with emotion and memories in his eyes.

The Thousand Rocks Army Formation can resist the demons.

On the ancient battlefield thousands of years ago, it was not only the gods and immortals who protected Liyue, but also a group of mortals holding spears, forming a formation to resist the enemy, and fighting to the death.

"Maybe a lot, or maybe a little. But I believe that when the war comes, every Qianyan Army holding a spear will look like this, or even stronger."

"...Liyue is indeed a magical country. I like it a little bit."

Tadalia shook his head and smiled, looking at Zhongli: "Mr. Zhongli, where are we going next?"

"The preparations have been completed, and it's time to celebrate. Well, let's go to [Three Bowls Don't Pass the Port]."

Zhongli thought about it, made a decision, and added: "I'll treat you."

"Hmm?"

"What?"

"Did I hear it right?! Zhongli wants to treat you?!"

Tadalia, Ying and Paimon were shocked and looked at Zhongli in disbelief. The little mascot even suspected that he was possessed.

Paimon took a breath, thought of something, looked at Zhongli, and asked suspiciously: "Zhongli, do you have money?"

Is it really just a treat? Let [Young Master] pay?

Zhongli glanced at her and nodded calmly: "Of course there are, not much, but enough."

Then the three of them were more shocked, and even felt inexplicably flattered.

Mr. Zhongli is going to treat us!

The kind that spends his own money!

"It's a pity that Mr. Chen left Liyue Port for something and didn't see this scene." Tartaglia was quite regretful and laughed again: "Hehe, when he comes back and hears about this, he will definitely regret it very much, right?"

"Mr. Chen?" Ying was a little curious.

"Oh, Mr. Chen Tianfeng, he is a friend of Mr. Zhongli and me."

"..."

Ying suddenly opened his eyes wide and looked at Tartaglia: "You also know Tianfeng? Then do you know where he is now?"