02.

Attracted by the sea lamp spectacle, scampered out of the hut, displaced in the bustling market, cold and dusty heart seems to be opened, Qiqi seems to become like an ordinary child understand what joy and laughter is. And then, almost at the same time, she was tormented by an unprecedented pain that stems from thousand years ago, but she can ask for help from no one.

At that time, the traveler who was stranded in Liyue port, carrying with the 'emergency food,' walked through the bustling market. Unconsciously, she had fed Permont into a round meatball and were begin to start washing, peeling, steaming, and eating on Permont, imaginary of course. 0

Their attention was suddenly attracted by the little zombie Qi Qi, who is in the distance, sitting on the edge of the high platform, stretching out a small short leg, looking at the sky, usually expressionless, but at the moment looked particularly haggard and powerless.

"So rare that Qiqi actually reveals that kind of expression..."

Permont held her lower cheeks, seemed to be thinking about it, and then concluded.

"Ah! Is that strange doctor called Bai zhu? He should not buy her coconut milk! Damn, that sick doctor, how can he be so mean!"

Permont stomped her foot in anger, though all of it was on the traveler's head.

"Hey, traveler, we can't just sit back and do nothing, let's go see Qi Qi!"

The traveler nodded, and they walked through the dense crowd at the port, turned their backs on the bustle, and headed for the lonely little zombie.

The usually expressionless QiQi was now like an ordinary melancholy girl, only because she could not blend in with the crowd and looked extraordinarily lost.

"Qiqi, long time no see! Do you want to go with us to the Sea Lantern Festival? There's lots of good food!"

Permont flew over and landed in front of Qiqi, with a silly expression and a mouth that never stops talking about food and drink.

Qi slightly raised her head and looked at this flying creature that seems to be in the same genus as the Tuan Tuan Finch and slowly say, "Cute."

"Hey, hey, hey. ..."

Permont showed her demented face and turned back to the traveler to show off: "Hear that, Permont today is also cute as hell, yo!"

The traveler slowly walked over to Qiqi, bent down, and stroked Qiqi's little hat, gesturing for Qiqi to stand up and play with everyone.

"Well..."

Qi looked at the traveler, looked up, saw the smug Permont, slowly stood up, and gave her hand to the traveler.

"Wow! Look! It's Xin Yan's concert!"

Permont flying up and want to see the concert more clearly out of the crowd.

Qiqi showed a curious look but did not dare to look at the traveler. The traveler smiled, half crouched down, gestured Qiqi to sit on his shoulder.

"Well...ah!"

Before Qiqi could react, the traveler jumped up mischievously and lifted Qiqi.

Qiqi wanted to grab the traveler's hair, but then her eyes were attracted by Xin Yan's hot concert, and were totally shocked.

With her instrument in hand, Xin Yan was singing a song she had made up, and the audience responded enthusiastically as the beat rang out. Not far away, the tall but obviously over-drunk big lady Beidou, with the crew of Southern Cross, let out an inappropriate roar of encouragement, causing the Liyue people to laugh.

A saying "Excuse me! Excuse me" transmits through the crowd, and a bookish teenager kept cutting through the gathering crowd, poking around to see if anyone saw a schmuck eating a frosted Slime ice cram.

Apparently, all of Qi Qi's attention was firmly occupied by the bustling scene in front of her, and she forgot to let go of the little hand holding the traveler's hair.

"Hey! The little Qiqi and the traveler!"

A magnetic and gentle voice came from behind.

"Oh! It's Zhongli!"

Permont looked back and found Zhong Li, who was standing behind the traveler. Now he is a guest of the Hall of the Dead.

But Qiqi didn't seem to hear; her eyes were still greedily watching Xin Yan's performance in the distance.

"..."

Zhong Li seems to have found something, a step forward, pressed his head on Qi Qi's forehead, where a talisman was pasted on it.

"Wow, so Zhong Li has this fetish..."

Permont, as if she had discovered some blind spot, hid behind the traveler in fear.

"It seems that the taboo is not completely broken..."

Zhong Li seemed to say something, the sound of crunching to the traveler's body, feeling crispy.

"Taboo?"

Permont asked with showing up half of her small head.

"No, there is nothing."

Zhong Li turned to leave, indicating that not far away from the hall master Hu Tao is calling himself.

After walking a few steps, he turned back and said faintly.

"Traveler, remember to take Qiqi home properly."

After the words, he walked straightly through the crowd and disappeared.