My daily life in Teyvat as a demon

Willow head on the moon, after dusk.

Qingchen and Hutao met in the early morning, but the moon had already passed over the willow branches.

In this Wuwang slope, the sun is rarely seen during the day, but the moon can be seen at night. It is really rare, and it is worthy of being the place where yin and yang meet.

The caws of the crows were ominous, not to mention that they were in a cemetery, which made people feel even more uneasy.

At this time, even the shadow of a tree would make people think it was a ghost dancing.

However, Qingchen and Hu Tao were obviously not among those who were afraid of such a scene. The two walked side by side, and Hu Tao was humming her own Qiuqiu ballad, adding a sense of weirdness to the cemetery.

"Walnut, are you here..."

Qingchen had some vague guesses in his mind.

"I came here to pay respect to my grandfather. I came here in the early morning, just in time for the anniversary of his death."

Kurumi said, and there was no trace of sadness in her tone.

"You just came here so casually, is that okay?"

"It's okay, grandpa won't mind. I'll explain it to you later."

Walnut waved her hand, "And I also brought things for worship."

She patted her bag.

Qingchen was silent. He knew a little about Hu Tao's grandfather, and he also knew something about Hu Tao's inner attitude.

but…

Forget it, let’s talk about it after the worship.

Why did you bring me with you when you worshipped your grandfather?

Putting aside the complaints in his heart, Qingchen looked at Hu Tao's thin shoulders. It's really not easy, Hu Tao.

Thinking of this, Qingchen looked up at the sky. The pale moonlight made the night seem a little cold. There were a few dark clouds floating in the sky, and occasionally a few cold winds blew.

"Fortunately it didn't rain, the weather was pretty good."

He muttered to himself.

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rustle~

The drizzle passes through the branches and leaves of the trees, bringing a rustling sound, which calms people's minds.

Qingchen was a little depressed. When did he awaken the poison milk skill?

Just when I thought it was a good thing it didn't rain, it started raining. Fortunately it was just a light rain.

It won’t snow heavily soon, will it?

Qingchen became uneasy.

But the weather finally gave these two thin figures some face. The rain was always drizzling, bringing some moisture, and it felt cool and comfortable when it fell on people.

Not bad at all.

After walking in the rain for a while, Qingchen and Hu Tao finally arrived at Grandpa Hu Tao's grave.

The tombstone was made of a stone similar to the marble in Qingchen's previous life. It was very common and the kind that could be found everywhere.

The ground was already covered in dust and mud because of the rain.

"Grandpa, I'm coming!"

Hu Tao was in high spirits and was not affected by the rain. It could be said that although he came to pay homage, he was quite happy.

Qingchen didn't say anything and stood aside silently.

Walnut ignored him and took out a piece of cloth from her bag. After thinking for a while, she suddenly smiled and said, "Grandpa, you are lucky. It happened to rain today. With the water, I can clean your tombstone a little bit."

Then, while wiping the tombstone, Hu Tao talked about what happened in the Wangsheng Hall, and later pulled Qingchen over, "Hey, he is the guest official I told you about before, he is very powerful."

This made Qingchen smile while looking at the tombstone, as if this tombstone was Hu Tao's grandfather.

Quite helpless.

Fortunately, Kurumi didn't hold him for too long. After telling him his story, she let him go and continued talking about other things.

Hu Tao's expression remained cheerful the entire time, and it didn't look like she was here to pay homage but rather to simply chat.

Qingchen looked at her, lowered his head and thought, with an inexplicable expression.

After a long while, Hu Tao straightened up and stomped her numb feet. At this time, her whole body was wet and her hair was dripping with water.

"Oh, Grandpa, it seems I spoke too early. Look, the offerings and paper money given to you are all wet. It seems that your luck is not very good."

Hu Tao rummaged through the bag and took out steamed buns wrapped in a paper bag, as well as some side dishes. There were still wet paper money stuck on the paper bag.

She scratched her head in embarrassment, with a hint of mockery and gloating in her tone.

"Well, just eat it. Luckily the wine is in a bottle and can still be drunk. I can only burn paper money for you another day~"

After that, Hu Tao put down the food and wine and was about to say goodbye, but Qing Chen spoke up, "I have a way to make them dry."

"Oh?"

Hu Tao didn't expect him to speak suddenly and was stunned for a moment.

Qingchen squatted down, took out a large wooden box, and placed it over the steamed buns, so that it could also block some of the rain.

Then, he moved his finger and a blue light came out and touched the steamed bun. As the light flashed, drops of water came out of the steamed bun and finally fell to the ground.

After a few seconds, Qingchen stood up. When Hutao squatted down to touch it again, the steamed buns were already dry. As for the vegetables, they were already wet, and Qingchen had no way to separate the rainwater from them.

"Wow, Keqing, you are awesome!"

Walnut looked at him in surprise.

Qingchen's fingers, which were still glowing blue, were scribbling in the air. In the dark night, they looked like a child playing with fireworks. He raised his eyebrows and said, "Hehe, this trick is practical and beautiful. Thank me!"

"I'll give you a raise later!" Hu Tao waved her hand and said generously. Although Qing Chen was a well-known writer and had no shortage of money, he just liked this.

"But what about the paper money? If it dries out during the rain, we can't burn it~"

Kurumi said with a smile in her eyes.

"Oh, you underestimated me, didn't you? Just watch."

Qingchen snapped his fingers, and an invisible film covered the area near the tombstone. The rain was immediately isolated outside, and only a few gusts of wind blew through.

Then Qing Chen used the same trick again to remove the water element from the paper money, and a flame appeared on his finger.

The light from the flame illuminated Qingchen's smiling face, and Hu Tao felt a touch of warmth in this cold rainy night.

She was in a trance.

"Hey, what's wrong, Master Hu? Are you scared?"

Qingchen waved his hand in front of her, "I'm going to start burning."

Hu Tao came back to her senses and looked at Qing Chen with a look of special meaning in her eyes.

She smiled and said, "Thank you, Keqing, you really can do anything!"

"Of course, I'll start ordering~"

Qingchen raised his head like a proud rooster, obviously feeling somewhat proud.

Then he waved his fingers and a handful of paper money began to burn.

Although the rain was blocked outside, Qingchen controlled the wind element without blocking it, and the paper money burned with a whoosh.

Hu Tao became serious, knelt on the ground and kowtowed silently. Qing Chen was responsible for adding paper money to prevent it from burning out.

Soon, the paper money was burned out. Hu Tao knelt on the ground and waited for a while before standing up.

"Grandpa, goodbye. I'll come to see you another day."

Hu Tao waved her hand without any reluctance and told Qing Chen to leave.

But Qingchen didn't move.

"What's wrong, Keqing? Come on, do you want to say something to my grandfather?"

Walnut said half jokingly.

"I say, Hu Tao," Qing Chen rarely became serious and asked solemnly, "Is it okay?"

"what?"

"You are actually very sad, right? Why don't you cry?"

Kurumi's heart skipped a beat and she frowned, but she still had a smile on her face.

Rather, after arriving here, she has basically been smiling the whole time.

"What are you talking about, Keqing? You should know my character, right? How could the 77th head of Wangsheng Hall, Hu Tao, cry over a dead person?"

Qingchen sighed, shook his head, and said, "You want to cry, right?"

"Hey, Keqing, it's time to go. Stop joking. I only cried at the first funeral for Grandpa. I haven't cried since then, and I won't cry this time."

"why?"

Hu Tao's face froze, and after a moment of silence, he continued, "We are used to seeing life and death in the Hall of Rebirth. Grandpa's death was normal. I have no reason to cry, and he didn't have any regrets either."

"That's not a reason for you not to cry."

“Keqing, you are so weird now, how can someone persuade others to cry.”

Hu Tao felt heavy in her heart, and a somewhat uncomfortable feeling came over her.

"Yeah, I think it's weird too, but I have to say it because you need to cry once."

Qingchen said this seriously, without any joking intention.

"I say, the people in the Hall of Rebirth are used to seeing the separation of life and death. Grandpa has been dead for so many years..."

"I'm not asking about the people in the Hall of Rebirth. I'm asking, as a girl who loves her grandfather, are you really not going to cry again?"

Qingchen narrowed his eyes.

Hu Tao took a deep breath and became a little unhappy. "Keqing, what do you want to say?"

"I want to say, Walnut, don't force it anymore."

"Where am I..."

"You're just forcing yourself!" Qing Chen's attitude became tough. "Since you came here, you've been pretending to smile. It's much more obvious than usual! You're obviously very sad!"

Hu Tao wanted to say something, but her usual eloquence was completely lost at this moment. She was speechless and her face turned pale.

Qingchen continued, "Hu Tao, you are just a little girl. I know that the old man left without any regrets. I know a little about what you did after his death. He left without any attachment to the world, right?"

Walnut nodded without saying anything.

"Yes, he has no regrets. All he has is concern, concern for you, but he believes in you, so his soul didn't wait for you and passed away directly. But what about you? Don't you have any regrets?"

Qing Chen took a step closer, his eyes became sharp, "What happened to Grandpa Hu is his business, but you are different from him. Even though you are the head of the hall and have taken on the heavy responsibility, you have the right to cry! You were still young when Grandpa Hu passed away, and you didn't even have time to say goodbye to him before he left. He was the only relative around you, and after he passed away, you were the only one who supported the Wangsheng Hall. For so many years, you never complained, and you swallowed all the grievances by yourself. Only in recent years have things started to improve!"

Qing Chen stared at Hu Tao and said word by word, "I don't believe that you didn't have any regrets in the beginning; and I don't believe that you haven't felt wronged over the years!"

Hu Tao's face turned pale, his pupils trembled, and endless sadness and grievances surged up in his heart. He bit his lips tightly and his feet were tense, "I..."

Suddenly, Hu Tao felt tears running down the corners of her eyes, more and more of them, making her face itchy.

It wasn't rain, it was tears, and she finally cried.

"How can I not feel regret and grievance? When grandpa passed away, I was still playing with him and hiding, but he passed away. I didn't even get to see him for the last time. How can I not feel regret and grievance? I feel grievance and grievance. For so many years, I have been supporting the Wangsheng Hall by myself, but no one thinks highly of me. Many people look at me with strange eyes. I can only keep promoting it and running around. I feel grievance and I am tired and miserable!"

Hu Tao finally couldn't help it anymore, and kept wiping away tears with her little hands, "I've been thinking, Grandpa left without regrets, how can I cry, I should take responsibility, I should be strong, what can I do! But you are right, I am still young, I miss Grandpa, I miss him all the time!"

She couldn't stop crying at all. Qingchen felt so distressed that he simply turned his head away. Cry, she should have cried a long time ago. After all, she was still a little girl. The pressure and loneliness accumulated in her heart should have been vented a long time ago.

Tonight, a little girl finally acted truly willful.