The only way

Chapter 281

Here is a peaceful and beautiful oasis, green grassland, deep blue lake, like a dripping green emerald, like a restrained gem, inlaid in this vast and barren desert.

This is the time when the sky is full of stars, the lake in the desert is calm and peaceful, like a clear mirror, reflecting the stars around the sky.

A small wooden boat is floating quietly on the surface of the lake. The deep blue lake surface reflects the reflection of the boat and carries the sky full of stars. Suddenly, people can't tell where the sky is , Where is the lake, I just feel that the sky and the earth are all stars.

The small wooden boat floats on the water, but it seems to be swimming in the galaxy.

A girl in green and feather clothes lay leisurely on the wooden boat, her small jade white hands rested casually on the edge of the wooden boat, her slender fingers loosely hooked a small jade white jug, the slanted spout, with A drop of amber wine seems to be falling but not falling.

At the bow of the boat, a snow-white kitten hugged a small jade jug of the same color in its forelegs, tightly curled up into a ball, and its small snow-white tail swayed lazily.

"Sister Ah Chu! Sister Ah Chu! The Harvest Festival is about to begin, come back quickly."

On the shore, there was a pretty girl waving her hand, and the multicolored silk bells tied around her wrists made crisp and smart sounds following the girl's movements.

The former A Luo, whose petite figure has been stretched and grown in the past three years, is now an exquisite and delicate figure.

Wearing a snow-white robe, on the high collar, embroidered with colorful flowers, also tied with colorful silk sash around the waist, with copper bells hanging on it, with an increasingly pretty little face, with an excited smile, looking at A wooden boat that seems to be swimming on the galaxy, and a girl who seems to be sleeping in the galaxy.

Arlo's voice broke the tranquility here.

On the wooden boat, Lingchu, who was resting on the bow of the boat, moved her closed eyes slightly, and her slender and curly eyelashes opened a gap tremblingly like butterfly wings.

The girl in green clothes and feather clothes squinted her clear eyes half-closed, her eyes were still full of drunkenness and haze, she turned her head to look around, looked at the starry sky, then looked at the bright galaxy below her, Time, still a little at a loss.

After being drunk, I don't know that the sky is on the water, and the boat is full of dreams and the galaxy.

Following the girl's movements, the small jade jug loosely hooked in her hand trembled slightly. On the spout, the amber wine that seemed to be falling but not falling flashed a stream of light in the night, dripping down the river of stars at the bottom of the boat. .

With a soft slap, the bright and eye-catching Milky Way below him suddenly rippled layer after layer like a broken mirror.

The galaxy shattered.

After being dazed for a moment, Lingchu casually sat up on the wooden boat, and the small jade jug in his hand disappeared without a trace in an instant.

A pair of clear eyes also regained their clarity.

She likes this lake in the Chishui Department very much, and prefers to go boating quietly on this lake when the weather is good, whether it is a sunny day with a bright sun or a late night full of stars.

There is no sense of tranquility when boating on the lake.

At this time, having another pot of wine will make you feel more leisurely.

After staying in the Chishui Department for three years, after all, this lake and this small wooden boat have almost become her home.

Of course, the people of the Chishui tribe also knew about Lingchu's hobby, but if they were not in her house, they must be on this lake.

Therefore, the Harvest Festival is about to begin, but Aluo still didn't see Lingchu. After thinking about it, he went straight to the lake here. As expected, people are here, and they are sleeping very soundly.

Having been together for more than three years, Aluo is the person in the Chishui tribe who has had the most contact with Lingchu. Naturally, he knows the most about Lingchu's temperament. The relationship between the two is also quite good. In awe, Arlo became a little more casual and intimate.

Seeing Lingchu's lazy appearance, he couldn't help saying, "Sister Achu, you're drinking again! Didn't you say you were seriously injured? Why are you still drinking? How bad! Oh, don't worry about it, the Harvest Festival is coming soon! It's about to start, Sister Ah Chu, come here quickly!"

Listening to A Luo's nagging for three years, Lingchu covered his forehead like a headache, frowned and yelled a few times, pretending that he didn't hear A Luo's nagging, he replied, " Got it, got it, let's go right away."

After finishing speaking, he picked up the drunk clear sky, stood up, tapped the wooden boat lightly with his toes, and the wooden boat broke through the water and sailed towards the shore.

The Harvest Festival is the most important festival of the year among the tribes in the Northern Desert.

Because, in this season, it is the season when the water and grass are the most abundant in the desert oases, and it is also the season for harvesting the only kind of grain that can grow in the northern desert.

All the northern wilderness tribes, in this season, will choose a day as the Harvest Festival to celebrate this year's abundant grain harvest, abundant water and grass, and pray for a rich harvest in the coming year.

In the past three years, this is the first time that the Chishui Department has held a harvest festival.

Since that year, the attack of the Black Wolf tribe killed most of the young and strong members of the Chishui tribe, and the entire Chishui tribe has been silent for a long time. In order to mourn the people who passed away that year, the Chishui tribe chose to pray for three years.

The Molang tribe lost a large number of warriors, and lost Mohe, the innate body refiner they relied on. Under the leadership of Ge Luo and Sha Heng, the Chishui tribe went straight to the Molang tribe and wiped out the rest of the Molang tribe.

Three years later, there is no longer the Black Wolf Department, but after three years of recuperation in the Chishui Department, many new lives have been born, and many young people have grown up.

The most worthy of celebration is Ge Luo, who waited for a year after the destruction of the Black Wolf tribe, until the Chishui tribe stabilized, and then chose to retreat.

After retreating for half a year, he successfully broke through to the innate realm.

So far, the Chishui Department has finally had a second body refiner in the innate realm in the past hundred years.

The entire Chishui Department seems to have recovered from the war that year, showing a vibrant scene.

So this year, the Chishui Ministry plans to hold a harvest festival.

For Lingchu, the past three years can only be said to be peaceful and peaceful, with no wind or waves, and her injuries are gradually improving under the continuous supply of wound medicine from the Chishui Department.

Of course, it is only on the surface that it relies on the wound medicine from the Chishui Department, and more importantly, it is naturally the Dao body of the beginning of the spirit, as well as several altars of spirit wine and several bottles of high-quality spirit medicine in the storage bracelet. I didn't intend to expose it at the beginning, it was unnecessary and troublesome.

However, to say that in the past three years, the one who has benefited the most is actually the clear sky.

　I really like this poem, the artistic conception is super beautiful, when I am drunk, I don’t know the sky is in the water, and the boat is full of clear dreams and crushes the galaxy.Drunk and lying on the wooden boat, half drunk and half awake, I don't know whether I am above the water or in the galaxy.Have you ever seen that kind of lake? At night, it reflects the stars all over the sky, and it is super beautiful to go boating on it.

　　
　
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