111 Bluestone Waterhole
Compared with Momo's grievances, Ruan Yanluo's mood is excellent.
Thanks to its trouble, she can walk with Wei Liu in a bright way.
Although the team is full of people, they can't say anything very private, but just such an ordinary play is a rare experience for the two.
Ruan Yanluo talked and laughed with him all the way, from the scenery and legends along the way to the geography of Southern Chu, and also talked about the famous landscapes and folk customs of various countries.
Although Wei Liu doesn't show anything on weekdays, his knowledge is unexpectedly profound, and there are few questions raised by Ruan Yanluo that he doesn't know, plus he has a clean temperament, no matter what he says, he tells it eloquently, which makes people feel a sense of immersion and reality.
Along the way, Ruan Yanluo and Wei Liu had a good conversation, and invisibly learned more about this dynasty.
She often has a delusion lately, every time she knows more about this dynasty, she recognizes and belongs to this place a little more, as if she was originally from here, but she just went out to play around, and now she is back.
In contrast, her life in the past twenty years or so has been far away like a dream.
In the process of chatting, Ruan Yanluo's knowing chuckle can often be heard, although Wei Liu didn't laugh much, but there was always a warm light in his eyes, and he never missed a moment on Ruan Yanluo.
After chatting all the way, the time passed very quickly, and before I knew it, it was getting late, and it was time to set up camp.
At this moment, the convoy deviated from the main road in the mountains and walked towards the forest on one side.
This did not match the scheduled itinerary, and the sons and ladies who accompanied the company couldn't help but wonder.
A horse guard rushed from the front and said loudly: "Everyone, don't be impatient, King Ling knows that there is a place in the mountain that is more suitable for camping than this place and the scenery is excellent, and it only takes half an hour to walk." ā
The three words of Nangong Ling have a magical power in the minds of Tianyao people, hearing that it is Nangong Ling's decision, the hearts of these sons and nobles immediately relaxed, although they are already a little tired after walking for a day, but when they hear that there is a place that can be praised by Nangong Ling as having excellent scenery, they still cheer up and continue to move forward.
Ruan Yanluo was shocked when she heard the sergeant's words, and suddenly remembered what Nangong Ling had said that night she took her to Firefly Valley.
That place was one hundred and twenty miles from the capital, halfway between the capital and Kinkakuji.
He is leading the convoy now, could it be the place he once said that there are large and small pools?
As long as you want, this king can take you there.
Another sentence jumped into her mind, and she even remembered Nangong Ling's deep and serious eyes when she said this.
Ruan Yanluo's mind was racing, he went there to set up camp, was it for her?
"What are you thinking?" Wei Liu's voice sounded gently.
Ruan Yanluo was awakened, shook his head and said, "I didn't think about anything." ā
lowered her head but couldn't help but laugh at herself secretly, she really thought too much, she and Nangong Ling didn't have any friendship at all, how could he do such a thing for her? It must have been arranged a long time ago.
After traveling for more than half an hour, there was a sudden exclamation from the front of the convoy.
"Oh my God, it's so beautiful!"
"How can there be such a beautiful place?"
Walking through the walking dense forest, Ruan Yanluo finally saw the scenery that made those sons and nobles scream.
This is a large mountain clearing, surrounded by dense forests, and directly opposite them is a whole cliff of waterfalls, the cliffs are not high, and they are tightly blocked by the dense forest, if you don't walk through them all the time, you can't see them in the distance.
The waterfall that flows and pours down is not a whole waterfall, but is blocked several times by the mountain rocks in the middle of the waist, and several small waterfalls of different levels are formed on the basis of the large waterfall.
Below the waterfall is a pool, which is not deep enough to accommodate the amount of water flowing from above, so it winds its way and slides like a thick crystal over the ground with a large bluestone.
At this time, the sun will not set, and the air is covered with golden-red light, shining on the layers of mist stirred up by the waterfall, making people feel like they are in a dream.
Ruan Yanluo looked with wide eyes, looking for the scene that Nangong Ling had described with her, as if she wanted to confirm it.
There was a nice and slightly cool voice next to it: "It's not time yet, in another hour, the water will fall and the moon will rise, and this place can really be called beautiful." ā
Ruan Yanluo turned her head to look, Nangong Ling was looking at her with a smile, as if she had already seen what she was thinking.
His heart jumped for no reason, and Ruan Yanluo didn't start.
There was a clearing at the bottom of the waterfall, and the entourage quickly cleaned it up, picked up dry firewood for cooking, and in a short time, the tempting smell of rice wafted through the valley.
Unlike the first day, although it was a tiring day, everyone was in high spirits, everyone sat around the campfire while talking and laughing and eating, and by the time the meal was over, it was already dark, but the moon had not yet risen.
Suddenly, someone felt something was wrong and asked, "Why is it so quiet?" ā
Because there is a waterfall here, the sound has always been very noisy, and they have to speak loudly, but at this time it suddenly quieted down.
The little princess Nangong Rou glanced around and exclaimed in surprise, "Why is there no water?" ā
Everyone hurriedly went to look, only to see that the waterfall that was still roaring and flowing on the cliff before was really gone, only a thin stream flowed silently along the stone cracks, and there was originally a knee-deep pool of water on the ground, but at this time it had also receded cleanly, revealing large pieces of bluestone, only some sunken places still accumulated some water.
Although there is a bonfire around him, the range illuminated by the flames is too small after all, and the range of bluestone is too large.
Suddenly, a ray of silver light enveloped the earth, and the moon climbed into the sky at some point, revealing a silver-white wheel of light from the clouds.
Everyone only felt suffocated in their breath, and couldn't help but widen their eyes.
I saw that under the moonlight, the bluestone that looked the same color during the day showed different shades of color at this time, because it had been washed with water for many years, and it was as oily and green as jade. Pools of stagnant water are scattered in the middle, glowing with dignified waves, like jade bowls and jade plates accidentally left by the sky.
The water reflects the moonlight, and the surroundings are not dark, on the contrary, they show a quiet and empty color.
At this time, no one spoke, only the sound of the flames, the thin sound of the water, and the low chirp of the summer insects in the dense forest, but such a sound set off the silence here more and more.
Extremely quiet, extremely beautiful, and awe-inspiring.
"Let's sing." I don't know who mentioned yƬ: "Isn't it too disappointing if you don't sing, dance and play the piano for such a scene?" ā
Bluestone is the platform, the moonlight is the yarn, there is indeed no more suitable place for singing and dancing.
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