Listening to Tianling's "theoretical" explanation, Qin Xing and Fu Yuting actually blushed a little, and the atmosphere suddenly became a little awkward......

Why is it that even the reproduction is pulled out, this is too long-term, right......

"Ahem...... Qin Xing coughed dryly, breaking the silence, "Although Tianling is not so good, the truth is still correct......

Fu Yuting didn't speak, she always buried her little head in Qin Xing's arms, it can be imagined that her little face must be as cute as an apple at this time.

"Na, Qin Xing~" Fu Yuting, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly spoke, and her voice sounded a little confused.

"Huh?" As if infected by this slightly ambiguous aura, Qin Xing's voice involuntarily softened.

Subconsciously looked at the person in his arms, but saw that the beautiful woman under the moonlight was looking up, her lips and teeth were slightly open, and her clear eyes were shining with a little brilliance, as if she was looking at the boundless sea of stars.

"Have you ever heard the story of the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl?" the voice was soft, as if whispering in the ear.

Qin Xing smiled and shook his head.

Fu Yuting's eyes seemed to have a look of longing, and she murmured: "That is a mythical story that has been passed down since ancient times in our Qingxi Empire, telling the love story of a couple. There's a little poem about this story!"

"Oh, tell me about it?" As soon as the story was mentioned, Qin Xing became interested.

I saw that the corners of Fu Yuting's mouth were slightly raised, her lips and teeth were lightly opened, and Qing Yue's voice said rhythmically:

"Morning Glory, Bright Han River Girl.

Slender hands, zaza lanes.

All day long, sobbing like rain.

The river is clear and shallow, how much is it different?

Yingying is in the water, and the pulse is silent. ”

The poems are catchy, in this quiet and quiet night, with Fu Yuting's just right pleasant voice, everything seems so harmonious.

Merely......

"Hmm...... I don't understand it, so let's tell me a story......"

Qin Xing scratched his head embarrassedly, although he tried his best to understand the chill in the poems, it was just that the ancient texts of human beings were not within the scope of the elves' learning, so it was not easy to understand the poems......

Surprisingly, instead of blaming Qin Xing for ruining the atmosphere, Fu Yuting also spoke up extremely gently about the mythical stories that were widely circulated in the Qingxi Empire.

"A long, long time ago, according to legend, in a small village, there was a man who was herding cattle named Cowherd. Cowherd's parents died at an early age, leaving only Cowherd himself with an old cow as his companion, and life was quite difficult. ”

"And in that distant heavenly realm, there is a fairy named Weaver Girl, who is the favorite daughter of the Emperor of Heaven, and is very good at weaving, weaving beautiful colors for the sky every day. ”

"One day, the Weaver Girl was tired of the boring life, so she took advantage of the Emperor's inattention and sneaked to the mortal world to play. And that day, the cowherd happened to take the old cow to graze by the river, and the two met under the arrangement of fate, and this time they met, so that the figure of the other party lingered in their minds for a long time. In other words, they both fell in love with each other at first sight. ”

"That's it, the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl pretended to be matchmakers, and under each other's witnesses, they privately promised for life - um~~ so romantic~"

"After marriage, they are like ordinary people, men plough and women weave, and they are self-sufficient. Although life was hard, he was happy and happy, and gave birth to a son and a daughter, and the family was warm and harmonious. ”

"But the good times didn't last long, 'one day in the sky, one year on the earth', the Weaver Girl went down to earth for so many years, the Emperor of Heaven finally noticed, after learning that the Weaver Girl was hiding everything he had done, he was furious, and personally went down to the earth to capture the Weaver Girl back to the heavenly realm, separated from the Cowherd and the heavens. ”

The Cowherd who lost his wife was devastated, but the mortal body made him helpless. When he was desperate, the old cow who had been with him for many years suddenly showed his spirituality, turned into a small boat that rode the wind, and carried the cowherd to chase the figure of the Weaver Girl at all costs. ”

Seeing that the Weaver Girl was about to be recovered, the wife of the Emperor of Heaven, the Queen Mother, suddenly pulled out the gold jewel on her head and drew a long river of waves above the sky, separating the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl. This long river is what people often called the Milky Way later. ”

The steadfast love of the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl touched the magpies in the mortal world, and countless magpies thought that the Milky Way was flying, and used their bodies to build a colorful bridge across the Tianhe, so that the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl could meet again on the Magpie Bridge. ”

Finally, their singing and weeping love touched the Emperor of Heaven, and since then, every year on the seventh day of July, the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl are allowed to see on the Magpie Bridge, and this legend has been passed down to this day. ”

After the story was finished, Fu Yuting stretched out her slender finger and pointed to the shining corner of the sky: "Look, the three stars over there, the yellowish one in the middle is the Cowherd." ”

As he spoke, he pointed his finger to the north: "The brightest and whitest star is the Weaver Girl, and the bright and fine sea of stars like silk between them is the Milky Way." ”

Qin Xing raised his head with Fu Yuting's fingers, and sure enough, under the foreshadowing of myths and legends, it seemed that even the night sky had become different from usual.

"Ahem, let me insert a sentence~ These stars were created by the creator with my own eyes, and they are not cowherds weaving ...... at all"

"Don't speak!" Qin Xing angrily interrupted Tian Ling's words, causing Tian Ling to immediately shut up.

Of course, it's in the spiritual world.

"Now, Qin Xing, do you say, is the story of the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl true?" Fu Yuting asked confusedly.

"Of course it's true. No mythological story is groundless, and since this story has been passed down for thousands of years, the ancients must have seen it with their own eyes. As he spoke, Qin Xing couldn't help but raise his hand, wanting to touch the starry sky that contained infinite myths.

And the miracle happened at this moment.

The air seemed to freeze in an instant, the whole starry sky seemed to become ethereal, the light in the sky seemed to be broken, the whole space suddenly dimmed, and the already dark night sky became even more gloomy, as if covered with an illusory halo, like the air scorched by smoke, becoming distorted and blurred.

At this moment, the Cowherd Star and the Vega Star, which were originally separated from each other, actually crossed the Milky Way under the illumination of that illusory halo, as if they were approaching each other at a speed visible to the naked eye!

Soon, the distortion of the air returned to normal, and the Cowherd and Weaver Girl also met in the very center of the Milky Way, the two stars completely overlapped, as the myth says, every year on the seventh day of July, the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl meet at the Magpie Bridge.

July 7......

Wait, it's not the 7th of July!

But the Cowherd and Vega are obviously overlapped, what's going on?