Spirit Mouse
The time and personnel are urging each other, and the winter is over and spring is coming again.
Hundreds of streams contend, and thousands of peaks spit green.
Hexu Mountain is so green that it is almost like it is about to melt into the lake below the mountain, the fog on the top of the mountain is like a veil gently floating, Du Ruo stood in front of the window of the Luoyun Hall and took a hard breath as if he could be stained with cool water droplets.
The original emerald green mountain is covered by fog, but it feels like a fresh ink painting.
The mountain has no outline, and it is impregnated with the surroundings, making people feel very far away and hazy and ethereal, like a sound from the sky, lingering around the mountain.
The weeds and wildflowers in the mountains really grew overnight.
Du Ruo couldn't come back to his senses for a long time.
Although Qingyun said before that the winter snow in Hexu Mountain came suddenly and went suddenly, he was still shocked when he actually saw it.
Qingyun went out early in the morning, and only came back with a box of food when the sun was on the branches.
The contents were simple and tight, two glasses of water, and a small basket of petals hanging with water droplets that Du Ruo had never seen before.
"What is this?" Du Ruo asked him, looking up.
"This water is called bamboo branch dew, it is the dew that we just collected in the bamboo forest of Xishan, and this flower is called Sizhao flower, which can be eaten directly, and only this Hexu Mountain has this kind of flower in these six worlds, and it can only be seen three days before the snow and spring. Qingyun said lightly, and during the conversation, he picked out the fullest petals from the food box and handed it to Du Ruo.
Du Ruo took the pink petals from his hand, put them in his mouth and bit them gently. The petals were full of fragrance in the mouth at first, and then the sweet juice invaded the throat, and Du Ruo found that the petals seemed to melt at the entrance without chewing, and the sweet fragrance went straight to the internal organs.
She thought that her years in the bamboo forest were also tasteful, but compared to Qingyun, it really seemed a little dry, tasteless and colorless.
She ate half a basket of petals in a row, and drank most of the bamboo branch dew before she smiled at Qingyun with satisfaction. These things look plain, but they taste delicious.
Qingyun also smiled slightly, and said, "Leave this to Fat Tiger, I'll take you out for a walk." ”
Du Ruo hurriedly packed up his things, summoned the fat tiger again, and left the remaining bamboo branch dew and four flowers to him, only then did he grab an oil-paper umbrella and follow Qingyun out of the Luoyun Palace.
Because of the ice and snow of the entire Hexu Mountain before, Du Ruo had hardly ever been out of this Luoyun Palace, although staying with Qingyun, she could not only learn to paint and listen to the stories told in various dramas, but also eat food that she had never eaten, and there were also Fat Tiger and Xiao Hei to relieve her boredom, but after not going out for a long time, she would still feel a little boring.
Now that spring is in spring, not only is the scenery different, but she can go out to enjoy the scenery in spring, she naturally feels refreshed.
It was raining lightly outside, and Du Ruo opened the umbrella and held it in front of him. Speaking of which, in this Falling Cloud Palace, as long as there is something in the human world, it can be found there, and even the front for sewing clothes.
According to Qingyun, he likes the ordinary and simple life of mortals, so he brought these things from the human world back to the Cloud Palace. He doesn't like to use mana to accomplish simple things. It's like he sprinkles seeds, waters, and pests, and does everything himself, but it can make people feel capable and neat.
The umbrella in Du Ruo's hand was bought by him from a large town called Yuhang in Dongzhou. The umbrella is beautifully made, but the most interesting thing is the painting on it.