The door of the Hall of the Dead was closed again, and several disciples began to clean the front yard that was empty again, with brooms.

Listening to the sound of a broom slicing across the ground, Zhongli withdrew his slightly paused gaze and turned to the chair next to him.

"Is this the Hall of the Dead?"

It was the first time Mona had seen this kind of scene, and her depressed mood was difficult to express for a while, so she sat next to Zhongli, and a smiling Hu Tao and a serious Hu Tao appeared in her mind at the same time.

Originally, Mona still had some thoughts of wanting to join the Afterlife Hall, but at this time, they all disappeared, and she suddenly understood the slightly strange look in the Master's eyes when she heard that she was eating with the Death Hall.

This made Mona inexplicably a little upset, raised her hands, and gently swiped through the air, only to see an astrological disk composed of water elements floating in the air.

Mona reached out and flicked the astrological chart, as if trying to verify something.

Zhongli, who was sitting next to him, kept looking at the book in his hand, occasionally raising his hand to turn the page, as if he hadn't noticed Mona's movements.

……

Liyue, when the sun and moon alternate, the sky is slightly gray.

On the east side, this is the junction of the Tiger Rock and the port.

The courtyard is not large, and there are a dozen or so bold foreigners who are sparsely surrounded by onlookers.

The courtyard was crowded with people, mostly expressionless, like marionettes. A few hid their faces with tears and gathered around the coffin.

The wooden coffin was placed in the middle of the courtyard, waiting for the people of the Hall of the Dead to continue the ceremony.

The tribute pot and the brazier were placed together, and there were incense burners and lit incense next to them, while Hu Tao and Qing were standing at the door, waiting for Hu Tao to gently wave the plum blossom branch in his hand, watching the disciples perform the ceremony.

In a burst of crying, the coffin was lifted up by the disciples of the Dead Hall, and the crowd hugged the coffin, as if it was a soldier who had followed the general in a defeated battle.

Crying came from the back of the line, the family members of the deceased, and even the slightly loud music drowned out their cries.

A patrol team of the Millelith Army began to evacuate the onlookers, leaving the team on the way to the back mountain unimpeded.

As for the foreigners who turned to leave, they couldn't help but sigh, maybe they thought of something, or maybe they were just infected by the atmosphere.

Qing raised her head and looked at Hu Tao walking in front of her, this may be Hu Tao's most serious and sincere time, she seems to have always carried a layer of disguise.

For a full quarter of an hour, everyone stood on the mountainside behind them, and watched as the raging flames engulfed the coffin and firewood in an instant, as if the flames could engulf the whole of Teyvat.

Bu Bu Lu, a figure was sitting at the top of the pillar, staring blankly in the direction of the flames, the talisman above his head gently swaying with the breeze.

Yuehai Pavilion, Ke Qing was lying on the table full of documents, heard the familiar music coming from afar, couldn't help but put everything down, leaned back on the chair, and looked at the exquisitely crafted lamp overhead.

In the Hall of Death, Mona put away the astrological chart that had been tossed for a long time, and lowered her head a little puzzled.

Zhongli walked out of the room at some point, looked sideways at the gray sky, and then closed his eyes again.

Perhaps it is not only death that is frightening, but also the frightening but indispensable sense of ritual when witnessing death, which feels like welcoming a new life.

……

Qing is very uncomfortable.

He was sleepy, lying in bed, but he couldn't sleep.

He really didn't think about it, he just followed Hu Tao to a beautiful funeral, which could actually affect his state of mind that had been integrated for thousands of years.

Even Han, who was hanging on the wall, felt Qing's emotions and began to tremble slightly, as if to remind him.

Qing waved his hand casually, and watched the cold stabilize before turning over and sitting up, raising his hand to look at his hands.

There was an inexplicable irritability in his heart, perhaps out of fear of death, or fear of an unknown future.

"Uhhh

A prismatic rock was wrapped in a thick rock element, slowly levitating over Qing's palm.

Immediately after, a small sword that was only finger long was wrapped in fierce sword qi, suspended next to the rock elemental.

Looking at the power floating above his palm, Qing decided that he was going to go to Mondstadt as soon as possible in Liyue, and maybe get the wind element from Wendy, though he didn't know how it worked yet.

This may be the first time since Qing came to the house that he wanted to become stronger so strongly, and he suddenly remembered a cartoon he saw in the Miyu Club.

Hu Tao decided to hold a beautiful funeral for her most trusted guest Qing Zhongli, but it turned out that Zhongli held a beautiful funeral for Hu Tao.

Qing can't tolerate this, he is a god, and theoretically his lifespan is endless, but Hu Tao and Keqing are different.

Since the destruction of Kanria, Tianli has directly cut off most of the ways for the birth of new gods, and now the new gods rely on the inheritance of fallen gods to become gods.

What Qing wants is this way to become a god.

"Squeak—"

The door was suddenly pushed open, and it seemed empty outside.

Qing couldn't help but smile when he looked at the empty door, he naturally knew who was hiding outside.

"Not bad."

A head suddenly poked out on the right side of the door, and Hu Tao walked out slowly from behind the door with a smile on his face, still holding a plate in his hand.

Hu Tao closed the door with his backhand, and after walking in, he put the plate directly on the table, then sat on the stool, leaned on the table and said, "The craftsmanship of the master of this hall, try it, I heard that you are going to pick up someone early in the morning." ”

Looking at the breakfast on the plate, Qing raised her head to look at the smiling walnut, and the girl's plum blossom eyes seemed to hide some expectation, as if last night's events did not exist.

Of course, Qing knew that Hu Tao had already been used to it, so he smiled and picked up the chopsticks, picked up the breakfast and ate it, and did not forget to praise: "It is worthy of Hu Tao, your craftsmanship." ”

Hu Tao turned sideways, looked at Qing who was gobbling up, and continued with a smile: "This is what the hall master and the little Xiangling of the Wanmin Hall learned. ”

"Xiangling?"

Qing Wenyan couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, and then said with a smile: "This is a famous teacher." ”

"Xiao Xiangling is interesting, but unfortunately I can't always tease her."

Hu Tao said, shook his head with some pity, and continued to speak: "The little guy named Guoba is protecting her, always teasing her, and that little guy will be angry." ”

Kiyoshi swept away his breakfast, then sat up straight and yawned in satisfaction.

"The experimental guinea pig is a good job."

Hu Tao stood up and picked up the empty plate, then waved his hand casually, and continued as he walked out: "The hall master will make changes according to your tasting, and you are ready to go." ”

Qing Ze looked at Hu Tao who was leaving, couldn't help but smile and shook his head, followed by standing up, eating and drinking, it was time to leave.