The bleak autumn wind rolled up, carrying the vast yellow sand, and in the spiraling sky, the atmosphere was whistling, flowing with several layers of deep clouds.

In the desert where the morning glow shines in the distance, the sand and gravel emit a brilliant golden light, like a golden grassland galloping through.

The sound of the Qiang flute echoes this lonely scenery, as sad as the bleak autumn wind.

The light is gently sprinkled on the tips of the burgundy hair, and it is as delicate as sprinkled with gold dust, which is very beautiful.

The air around him seemed to be tense, but Gara's clear figure was enough to make people forget the cold temperature.

The sound of the Qiang flute, sometimes tactful, sometimes sad, constantly changing tunes, like the interlacing of night and day, the setting sun, and the rising sun.

Standing silently behind Jia Luo, just listening to the melodious music, but Lu Yu's heart couldn't help but feel a little more sentimental and melancholy, as if it was not only Jia Luo who was facing his homeland, but also himself.

The most is a song to solve nostalgia.

Thousands of miles of loess flying dust, vast and sparse on all sides, between the huge heaven and earth, but only this melody flowing like a river slowly flows to the heart.

The lost homeland, the deceased people, the nostalgia for the past, and the remembrance of tomorrow are all poured into the melodious sound of the Qiang flute, and the melody of the melody is like a bumpy road of life.

If Yang Yuhuan's natural string sound allows people to immerse themselves in the beauty and fantasy of happiness, then the melodious Qiang flute of Jia Luo makes people face the sad reality and recall the sentimentality of the past.

In a trance, Lu Yu seemed to see the glory of the Thousand Cave City, and the soul hovering above this ruin was still so busy, eager to pass the civilization in the books to every corner of the world, so that wisdom could replace ignorance.

"Even your name and I will be extinguished in the wildfire, and the soul of our hometown will be revived with the grass and trees on the plain."

The sound of the Qiang flute stopped, and slowly fell from the delicate red lips.

However, Garo's gaze was still fixed on the ruins in front of him, affectionate and sad, and it had not changed for a long time.

"Our names will not be extinguished in wildfires, but will be engraved on the homeland with the souls of our hometowns."

Walking to Jia Luo's side, Lu Yu spoke.

"So, naturally, it's the best."

Smiled lightly, crystal moving, the originally slightly frowning eyebrows were gently soothed, and Jia Luo looked at Lu Yu, "Lu Yu, thank you for being able to accompany me to pay tribute to the soul of my hometown." ”

"It's also my pleasure."

Lu Yu smiled. Listening to the melodious tune of the Qiang flute, he was also moved in his heart for a long time.

"My father always had a wish when he was alive."

Calmly stated, Galuo's beautiful eyes flashed with some moving points of light.

"Let the civilization of books dispel the fire of war in people's hearts, and let the unprovoked flames of war be extinguished in pure hearts."

, will invite war, and war, will invite destruction.

As early as hundreds of years ago, the scholars of Thousand Caves City were committed to using the civilization in books to cleanse the ignorant and ignorant souls in people's hearts, so that the raging fire could be extinguished before it broke out.

"Whether it is my father or those who came before me, they all yearn for peace and freedom, and they also hope that all living beings can have the right to enjoy peace and freedom."

"In the same way, if you master the civilization and wisdom in the book, you will be able to attain eternal life."

Books record the origin of our ancestors, the history of our families, the deeds of many other ancestors and other families, and record all our writings and creations......

The king's name, your name and mine...... Eventually, they all disappear into time. But even if we can only leave a few words, future generations will finally be able to hear what kind of wonderful civilization we have created.

This is eternal life.

"Ling Zun's dream is indeed very great."

Lu Yu sincerely felt admiration, worthy of being a scholar in Thousand Cave City, with extensive knowledge and noble character, no matter what the outcome of his dream was, he was still very worthy of admiration with this starting point.

Indeed, one of the main reasons for the outbreak of war is precisely because of the irrepressible in people's hearts.

Ming Shiyin also once said that those who are infinitely expanding will eventually swallow themselves up.

Whether it is the person who started the war or the person who is trampled by the war, it is still the same pathetic in the end.

History and civilization will bear witness to all this, because they are the words that are immortalized in books.

Lu Yu couldn't help but think of the Eye of Annihilation buried in the depths of the desert, the existence of destruction, precisely because of the darkness in people's hearts. Its revival has brought destruction and disaster to life, is this a warning to life issued by this world?

Perhaps, this is also the answer that the gods hope that life can find on its own, so it only seals the Eye of Annihilation, but does not completely destroy it.

"It's just, father, this dream of his"

After all, it is still difficult to achieve.

The flames of war trampled all over the desert in the clouds, and even the Thousand Cave City, which had no quarrel with the world, was slaughtered.

My father, who longed for peace and hated war, was the first to die in the flames of war.

The most famous school city in the desert in the clouds was also burned to the ground and turned into scorched earth.

"No, Ling Zun's dream will come true."

Under the slowly rising morning glow, Lu Yu's figure looked extraordinarily tall, like a giant.

Garo looked at him in a daze, always having a premonition that something terrible would pop out of his mouth.

"Garo, do you know that my dream is to create a peaceful world."

This dream, before the duel with Ming Shiyin, was just a vague outline, but all the way to the present, Lu Yu has become more sure of his thoughts.

Create a world where people of all races can coexist peacefully.

"That's pretty remarkable."

Although he knew how difficult it was to realize what Lu Yu said, Jia Luo didn't feel that he was talking big, but had a kind of power that only Lu Yu had the power to realize this ideal.

"Then, I will keep an eye on you until you create that ideal world."

Garo smiled, dimples rippling, bright and lovely.

At the same time, there was a little more confusion in his eyes.

Lu Yu's figure was so tall that it almost occupied his pupils.

But as long as he stood in front of him, as if he didn't have to worry about anything, he just watched him quietly.

"Next, it's time for us to find the books that are wandering in the desert, right?"

Stretching, Lu Yu looked at Jia Luo.

"Well, then, I may only be able to nibble on some dry food."

Jia Luo smiled bitterly, because there are not many post stations in the desert, especially some barren places.

However, she has long been accustomed to sleeping in the open, so she is worried that Lu Yu will not be used to eating those dry foods.

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