Mo Lan snatched the sketchbook from Xiao Yin's hand, and then stared at the misty image on it repeatedly, and the eyes that were still a little discrete just now focused extremely accurately at this moment.

"Pandan Love Valley, ...... in the mist," Mo Lan said to herself, and her fingers slid back and forth on the page. This is what the Valley of Determination looks like in the morning mist. ”

The expression on Xiao Yin's face also jumped, and he was finally willing to lift his lowered head. "You said the place I painted is your home."

Mo Lan didn't seem to hear him at the moment, she just looked at the portrait intently, her lips pursed back and forth.

"Mo Lan...... Miss Moran ...... "I patted her lightly, and she came to her senses. "Miss Merlan, tell us what the hell is going on."

"Ah......" Mo Lan was a little flustered, and hurriedly took the wine glass and took a big sip. Since it is the person chosen by Orchid, then I really have to tell you frankly. But let's talk in the car, I need to be back by tomorrow morning. ”

"You're going to take me to the place in this painting, right?" Xiao Yin asked eagerly.

"Yes, it's my job to take you to our people." Mo Lan grabbed us and motioned for us to move out of the bar. "It's not a question of whether you want to go or not, you have to go."

Mo Lan's words made the doubts in my heart reach a boiling point, all this is really too much of a coincidence, we came to Lijiang, went to a bar at random, and met a girl who became the guide of Xiao Yin's dream image. If all this is true, then there is only one reason that it is all predestined, predestined before life is born.

Her car was parked at the entrance of the bar street, a red SUV, which did not look special in this brilliant light, we opened the car door and sat down slowly, the car played soothing music, and suddenly the world was much quieter, leaving only the piercing throttle sound to the world behind us.

As if out of that noise, the appearance of the world has completely changed, just like Mo Lan said, there is nothing eternal here, every scene and thing around him is like this, and so are the joys, sorrows and sorrows in his heart.

Mo Lan's car drove all the way north, and soon passed through the old town, leaving the streets with roofs and alleys, and driving into the city as we usually saw. The periphery of Lijiang is no different from an ordinary city, and without that atmosphere, it all becomes boring.

She skillfully fiddled with the steering wheel, shuttling up and down the street, sometimes to the left, sometimes to the right, but generally maintaining a northward trend. I didn't know where I was going, but I felt that the street lights on the side of the road were getting darker and darker.

Seeing that the crowd was getting more and more dispersed, Mo Lan was willing to speak slowly. "Xiao Yin? Have you always had this image in your dreams? Is it from a very young age. ”

Xiao Yin nodded, his hands were rubbing back and forth, he had always been silent, but at this moment he obviously felt that there were more words all of a sudden. "Yes, this repetitive dream has haunted me since I can remember, but it used to be very infrequent before, sometimes only once a year, but since I went to college, this dream has become more and more frequent, at first once a week, and now I dream about it several times a day almost every day."

Mo Lan took a deep breath and said slowly. "This is your life, the one chosen by the orchid."

"Chosen by the orchid?"

"Yes, maybe you won't be able to understand this at once, I may need to tell you the history of our people first." Mo Lan's eyes stared straight ahead, and the enchanting expression before was gone, leaving only a faint anxiety.

"Actually, this kind of thing is strictly secret to the outside world, I haven't told anyone about this kind of thing for many years, but for the chosen one of the orchid gods, this matter is a different matter." Mo Lan's voice became serious and low at this moment. "Our clan is called the Xianglan Clan, and we have been living in seclusion in the Valley of Love, which is the place that Xiao Yin wrote."

"Miss Mo Lan, let's talk about the Xianglan clan, this is a race that has never been heard of, where did it come from? Who are the ancestors? And why is it called like that? "With the conversation between Mo Lan and Xiao Yin, my curiosity was also greatly aroused.

"The pandan tribe, as the name suggests, our people are related to orchids. In fact, it is said that it is a clan, but in fact, there are only five of us sisters, Chunlan, Huilan, Jianlan, Hanlan, and Molan. And I'm the youngest of them. Mo Lan explained. The five sisters are all women of similar stature and appearance. ”

"Can five people be one race?" I was puzzled. Ethnicity refers to a group of people who are objectively distinguished from other groups of people in terms of culture, language, history or religion. I think there must be at least a few dozen of them.

"Not long after this human world was created, the spring god Jumang, who was in charge of flowers and trees in the heavenly court, once had a lingering relationship with a woman who had cultivated orchids, and thus gave birth to our five sisters." Mo Lan gently twisted the music on the car to the lowest level, so that we could hear every word she said clearly. "I know you may not be able to fully understand this, in fact, in essence, we are not human beings or monsters, we have the blood of gods but we are not gods, and living with humans for a long time has made us accustomed to being in this human form. I have been in the world in the form of this woman for more than 5,000 years. ”

I was not shocked, you must know that at that time I had never been in contact with any spirits and ghosts, and I did not fully believe in this kind of thing, so Mo Lan's words are actually just a legend to me, just like human beings, we will also make up the myth that we are the descendants of Nuwa. I hugged her just now, and the body temperature and lip prints are the same as those of human beings, if I let me know that Mo Lan is really a descendant of a god, give me ten dares I don't dare to have any thoughts about her.

But Xiao Yin listened very indifferently, this kind of ridiculous thing will definitely refute directly with my understanding of him, but this time he didn't say anything, but nodded unconsciously, as if he had agreed with Mo Lan's words in his heart.

"In fact, the god of spring not only has a past with the orchid essence, he is an amorous person, and many flower demons living in the mortal world have lingering sympathy, so his heirs are also various, since there is the pandan clan, then there must be the peony clan, the lily clan, and we are just one of the thousands of worlds."