Yunluo imagined that they were silently digging wells, and then returned to the sunny outdoors, it turned out that the green on the roadside came from the moisture of the qanats, and on the earth, what kind of human civilization did not originate from water? The Yangtze River, the Ganges, the Amazon, and in ancient times, were all clear and translucent water.

After seeing the karez that nourishes the land of the people, I thought I could go to the grape ditch to taste it. Unexpectedly, the next stop turned out to be an even older-looking place, an ancient city of Pompeii.

Yunluo walked up the dirt slope that used to be a hill, and at a glance, a number of high and low mounds like a honeycomb were lying in front of him, and he could see that it was a house with doors and windows, and of course the doors and windows were just hollow. All of them are earthy yellow in color, and the ground is also the soil of the turtle when you look closely.

Standing on a high place, I wonder how such ruins were formed without a volcano here. The tour guide replied that this once thriving ancient city was destroyed by religious wars and became an uninhabited "ancient city". There was no trace of people, and nature became the dominant one, it governed the empty city, and the wind and rain turned it into what the three of them see now.

Under the bright blue sky, it presents an imposing momentum, a kind of absolute determination and solemnity. If there were no noisy tourists, at dusk at sunset, if Chen Ziang happened to ride here, how could he not think of the world and tears.

Fortunately, the three people are not Chen Ziang, and they don't have such a rich love of sadness and sadness. The three of them are more like primary school students who come to spring, and the ancient will impress the three of them for a moment, and they are more looking forward to the verdant and rich circle full of vitality. I don't know if the tour guide who arranged the trip for three people was going to test the patience of the three people, she just didn't bring the three people to eat grapes.

After a simple lunch, I saw the Uyghur folk village, and the car drove on a desolate road. The green grew farther and farther away, and gradually there was only yellow sand. Brown earth with low shrubs that can't tell whether they are gray-yellow or brownish-yellow. I feel that the car goes one more way, the sun is closer, and the heat of the sun is also increased by one degree.

The shadows of some mountains on the left are gradually emerging. In fact, it can't be said to be a shadow, because it is a color of ochre, as if the city wall is solidified and piled higher and higher. More and more red. When the car stopped, the three of them stood in the bright and dazzling sunlight. A mountain range, high in front of you, and another myth and legend appeared—the Flaming Mountain.

There is no trace of the princess's banana fan, only white sunlight, ochre-red mountains and tourists. The mountain, which has no trace of life, looks like a giant living fossil, no matter how much heat is contained in its chest. Suddenly, several local Uighur women, dressed in brightly colored light veils and wearing headscarves, walked in front of them. The Mountain of the Living Dead suddenly became more colorful.

Finally, I understood why the locals love to wear bright yellow, red, emerald green or peacock blue, lined with bright eyes. In this way, the prescription of dead silence should be more distinct. It is like a snow lotus on an iceberg, shining in the ice and snow. The Creator is wonderful, and human wisdom is even more wonderful.

After paying homage to the Flaming Mountain, he hurriedly called back the four musketeers who were missing in the Seven Swords, and it turned out that these four heroes were there. Missing for a long time. It turned out that he went to the foot of the mountain to interpret the Tang monks and apprentices on the spot. I didn't get it, and everyone was almost tired and thirsty from the sun. What could be more fascinating than the sweet and delicious grapes at this time?

Naturally, the tour guide also realized the heart of everyone's expectation to the top. With three people, he went straight to a small Uighur compound. The seats to greet the guests have been set up, not only with green, purple grapes but also with well-hydrated watermelons. A group of people unceremoniously sat down one by one and enjoyed the hearty fruits.

Eat slowly, and the music starts again. The red dress flashed, and the beautiful Uyghur girl and her little girl in the blue shirt danced again. I can't say how beautiful the song is or how moving the dance is. But the joyful atmosphere is brought to every corner by singing and swirling skirt corners. One by one, the partners stood up, learned their movements, and jumped together.

Where are the trellises with shimmering lights? Where is the dew on the grape leaves? I didn't see these imaginary scenes, but the three of them felt the joy of life. The sweetness of the grapes.

If you want to make a choice, maybe Yunluo will go to the vineyard early in the morning, dip the dew under the grape trellis, and then go to the old city of Jiaohe at dusk to feel the extreme desolation and coldness. But what's so bad about a trip like this today? I felt the scorching enthusiasm of the sun at the foot of the flame mountain at noon, and came to this small courtyard to taste the grapes.

Imagination is less pyrotechnic than reality, and the three of them are in this small courtyard, feeling the moving fireworks of the alien race in the singing and dancing.

As the night deepened, there were fluctuations in true power, telekinesis, and abilities that rose to the sky, and bright red blood spilled on the earth, and the three sixth-level evolutionaries who dominated the heavenly prodigies, and the pride of the young generation of the heavens, killed the ninth-level who had just been promoted.

Yunluo also learned in the battle that his meow's white qi could fly, and it was not a special ability!

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Wind worry-free can mobilize the military's aircraft, and a day is not a dream.

Before going to kill the second newly promoted ninth-level evolutionary, Feng Wuwu took Bai Qi and Yunluo to see the giant pandas. When Yunluo saw the real pandas living in the original ecology, he realized that these guys were so cute. In the past, I couldn't think about why foreign cartoons were more witty and innocent than those in China.

I came into contact with more places and people before I realized that this was caused by cultural traditions. Lao Mei's cartoon can twist his nose high, get his eyes to the top of his head, or be green like Shrek, but have a simple bitter gourd face. If the image is close to the real thing, then the expression should be playful, the expression is dull, and the language is lively, whether adults or children see it, they feel very funny.

This is because even if the designer is old or even old, he still loses the curiosity and dreaming of children. Since ancient times, we have paid attention to youth and old age, and only when we become adults can we live like an old man, and my imagination and dreaming will naturally fade. Bai Qi could see that he liked giant pandas very much, and his empty eyes showed a hint of a smile.

The designer who has been influenced by this culture may have a deep sense of beauty, but he is not energetic and childish enough, so the image is decent, what it looks like. Not to mention the distance, the near Fuwa did not see the multi-cartoon, although the designer's sculptures are as beautiful and atmospheric as flowing water.

But his Fuwa can only be regarded as having a Chinese child's face, but he can't think she is very cute at first glance, and he can't wait to take a plush animal back and put it on the sofa immediately.

And the same is true of the national treasure panda. When it appears in the form of a flat image or a toy, it is always dumbfounded, staring at two dark circles under its eyes. There is no maker to make an expression or exaggerate the image, why can't pandas turn their eyes up, like Garfield, aren't they just as lazy as Coke?

Its design image is the same as the real thing, but it's just not interesting enough. When I really saw the panda, I realized that the designed things are not moving, so the spirit should be alive and the expression should be funny, and the real panda is still so interesting even if it is dull, just to look at the real panda up close.

The clouds fall and the wind is worry-free, and Bai Qi walks into the panda resting place under the shade of dense forests and bamboos, and only then does he understand that the panda is a national treasure and an animal that can be enjoyed very well. First of all, the environment is indispensable for green bamboo, as well as trees for playing. Let's not talk about how funny the panda is, just look at the expressions of the men, women and children who are the audience, it is very clear.

Red men and green women, here deep no deep, reserved lost reserved, one by one, happy, as if collectively back to childhood, sixty years old to six years old, and six years younger one year younger, the old lady and children squeezed each other, are laughing and waving at the panda, the magic of the panda can be seen.

There is a fat guy lying on the stone floor here and still taking a nap, the temperature is higher at noon, it doesn't know if it is afraid of heat, or because this position is more comfortable, face down, lying there with its limbs stretched out, its stomach can't see, who called it so lazy, sleeping very soundly. Yunluo looked at the giant panda and remembered the red rat candy.

There are two guys over there with white bellies.,One chases the other and then plays.,Say chase.,That's because there's no suitable word.,It can only be said to be chasing in slow motion.,Because they're lazy.,Fat bodies move slowly.,One moment you scratch me.,One moment I'll push you.,All eat super cute and cute.。

These two diligent and didn't sleep looked like children's pandas, with childishness, soft black and white bodies, and dark circles under their eyes that looked very funny up close. It's like Shrek has a bitter gourd face but gives people a happy look, and so does the dark circles under the eyes of pandas.

The little guy who has seen two childhood sweethearts, walked forward and arrived at the acrobatic venue. Ordinary people would not have imagined that such a fat fellow would be so agile that he could climb up the bare trunk of a tree, and fall asleep in the middle of the branches, and not just one, but two, three heads crowded together.

The pandas sleep very soundly, and can only be praised with a popular phrase: they are so talented, such a place can be used as a bed, don't look at it lazy, but can eat, play, play and sleep.

Yunluo then turned to another place is a spacious field, the number of pandas is relatively large, there is no one alive, they are in twos and threes, and their actions are as lazy as Garfield, but not like Garfield always squeezing his eyebrows and making faces, but very quiet, or eating or lying or sleeping, looking very well-behaved.

The three of them knew that it was not well-behaved, and the pandas with sharp teeth were still called iron-eating beasts, and they were also fierce in ancient times? Now it's a vegetarian. Strong and ferocious may not last long, becoming dull can survive for a long time, so the panda, a rare species that seems to be dull, knows how to survive.

Reluctantly left the pandas, although they couldn't get close to touch its fluffy head and feed it bamboo, they were satisfied. Hopefully, in the future I will have the opportunity to see another close relative of Garfield, the koalas, who are lazier than pandas, and on another continent of the planet, they have the same reputation for being adorable as pandas.

The afternoon sun shines brightly on the slopes of the bamboo forest, the stream flows quietly, goodbye panda!

Yunluo is going to kill someone, hoping that the bright red blood will never flow. (To be continued......)