This is a peaceful and beautiful oasis, with green grass and deep blue lakes, like a piece of green emerald, like a restrained gem, set in this vast and barren desert.
This is the time when the sky is filled with stars. The lake in the desert is calm and peaceful, like a clear mirror, reflecting the stars in the sky.
A small wooden boat is floating quietly on the lake. The deep blue lake reflects the reflection of the boat, carrying the stars in the sky. Suddenly, it is hard to tell where the sky is. , where is the lake, I just feel that there are stars and rivers in the sky and on the earth.
The small wooden boat floats on the water, but seems to be swimming in the stars.
A girl dressed in green and feathery clothes was lying leisurely on the wooden boat. Her small jade-white hands were casually resting on the edge of the wooden boat. Her slender fingers were loosely hooked around a small jade-white wine pot. There was a small jade-white wine pot at the tilted spout. A drop of amber wine seemed to fall but not fall.
On the bow of the boat, there was a snow-white kitten, holding a small jade-white wine bottle of the same color in its forelimbs, curled up tightly, and its snow-white tail shook lazily.
"Sister Achu! Sister Achu! The Harvest Festival is about to start. Come back quickly."
On the shore, there is a pretty girl waving her hands, and the colorful silk ribbon bells tied on her wrists make crisp and smart sounds in response to the girl's movements.
Arlo, who is already eighteen years old, his originally petite figure has grown and grown in the past three years, and now he has a delicate and delicate appearance.
Wearing a snow-white robe, the high collar is embroidered with colorful flowers, and the waist is also tied with colorful silk ribbons, with copper-colored bells hanging. With an excited smile on her more and more pretty face, she looks towards It looks like a wooden boat floating on the river of stars, and a girl who seems to be sleeping in the river of stars.
Arlo's voice broke the tranquility here.
On the wooden boat, Lingchu was leaning on the bow of the boat. His closed eyes moved slightly, and his long and curly eyelashes were like fluttering butterfly wings, trembling and opening a slight gap.
The girl in green clothes and feathers half-squinted her clear eyes, still a little drunk and hazy. She turned her head and looked around, looking at the starry sky, and then at the bright stars below her. Time, still a little confused.
After being drunk, I don’t know that the sky is in the water, and the boat is full of clear dreams that overwhelm the stars.
Following the girl's movements, the small jade-white wine flask hanging loosely in her hand trembled slightly. Above the spout, the amber wine liquid seemed to be falling but not falling, streaking through the night and dripping into the starry river at the bottom of the boat. .
With a soft snap, the bright and dazzling galaxy beneath him suddenly looked like a broken mirror, creating ripples layer by layer.
The galaxy is shattered.
After just a moment of confusion, Lingchu casually sat up on the wooden boat, and the small jade-white wine bottle in his hand disappeared without a trace in an instant.
A pair of clear eyes also regained their clarity.
She likes the lake in the Chishui Department very much, and she even likes to paddle quietly on this lake when the weather is good, whether it is a sunny day with the sun shining high, or a late night filled with stars.
Boating on the lake has a unique sense of tranquility.
At this time, with a bottle of wine, it will be even more leisurely.
After spending three years in the Chishui Department, 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. Whenever they came to her for anything, if they were not in her house, they would definitely be on this lake.
Therefore, the harvest festival was about to begin, but Aluo still didn't see Lingchu. After thinking about it, he went straight to the lake here. As expected, he was right here, and he slept soundly.
After being together for more than three years, Aluo is the person in the Chishui tribe who has the most contact with Lingchu. Naturally, he knows the most about Lingchu’s temperament. The relationship between the two is also quite good. Compared with other clan members, In awe, Arlo became a little more casual and approachable.
Seeing Lingchu's laziness, he couldn't help but said, "Sister Achu, you drank again! Didn't you say you were seriously injured? Why are you still drinking? How bad! Oh, don't worry about it now, the harvest festival is coming soon It’s about to start, sister Achu, come here quickly!”
Listening to A Luo's constant chatter for three years, Lingchu covered his forehead as if he had a headache, frowned and yelled a few times, pretending not to hear A Luo's chatter in front of him, and replied to himself, " Got it, got it, go right away.”
After saying that, he picked up the drunken Qingkong, stood up, tapped the wooden boat lightly with his toes, and the wooden boat broke out of 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 water and grass are the most abundant in the desert oases, and it is also the season when the only kind of food that can grow in the northern desert is harvested.
All tribes in the Northern Wilderness will select one day during this season as the Harvest Festival to celebrate this year's harvest of food, abundant water and grass, and to pray for a bumper harvest in the coming year.
This is the first harvest festival held by the Chishui Ministry in three years.
Since that year, the attack of the Molang tribe destroyed most of the young people of the Chishui tribe. 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 Black Wolf Tribe lost a large number of warriors and the innate body refiner Mo He who they relied on. Under the leadership of Ge Luo and Sha Heng Sacrifice, they went straight to the Black Black Tribe and wiped out the remaining Black Black Tribe people.
Now, three years later, there is no longer the Molang Club, and the Chishui Club, after three years of recuperation, has had many new lives born, and many teenagers have grown up.
The most worthy of celebration is Ge Luo. After destroying the Black Wolf Tribe that year, he waited for a year until the Chishui Tribe stabilized and then chose to retreat.
After half a year of seclusion, he successfully broke through to the innate realm.
At this point, the Chishui Department finally has its second Xiantian realm body refiner in the past hundred years.
The entire Chishui Department seems to have recovered from the war that year, and there is 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 have been spent peacefully, without wind or waves, and her injuries were gradually improving with the constant supply of medicine from the Chishui Department.
Of course, it only relies on the wound medicine from the Chishui Department on the surface. More importantly, it is naturally Lingchu's Dao body, as well as several jars of spiritual wine and several bottles of high-quality elixirs placed in the storage bracelet. However, these spirits I didn't intend to expose it at first, it was unnecessary and troublesome.
However, in the past three years, the one who has benefited the most is Qingkong.
