Half a month later, we sat in the spaceship, crossed the mountains and the sea, and finally arrived at the exotic Tiantuo Kingdom. And this grand event where the Goddess of Joy competes for beauty and the flowers are in full bloom is held in a valley of flowers called Maya Sacred Mountain.
The Valley of Flowers is a river valley under the beautiful Mayan Mountains, where hundreds of different beautiful flowers bloom all year round. As you approach the Valley of Flowers, you will be greeted by a variety of beautiful and fragrant wildflowers growing along the road, including wild rose bushes and wild strawberries on both sides of the path. Its dazzling landscape, alpine meadows and blooming flowers are breathtaking. Locals believe it is a place where fairies live and is the "land of the gods".
The palace we stayed in was located in a valley filled with mountains and red flowers. The winding and rugged stone paths, the white circular dome palace, and the red flowers in full swing are all like a dream. On the last day before the grand event started, all the young ladies from all over the world had arrived. Looking up, they saw that throughout the valley, the roads were filled with BMW cars, dressed in fragrant hair, and men and women were shuttled among them. , rings and jingling bells, pearls trembling and green swaying, music and songs came from all around, and there was an endless stream of cheerful people.
The venue was located on a flat grassland in the valley, and it was already bustling with people. Strolling through the noisy and lively venue, I saw that the entire grassland was covered with carved and painted buildings, with lanterns and colorful lights everywhere, as bright as day. Colored lanterns hung high above the door, and the bright lanterns illuminated the surroundings in colorful and bizarre colors. The passing cars, horses and pedestrians were clearly reflected, each with a smile on their face, and the atmosphere was bustling with people. The melodious sound of silk and bamboo floated in the air, and bursts of wine fragrance floated out of the window, mixing with the fragrance of flowers and trees on the roadside, making people fascinated.
It was midnight, and the venue in the distance was still brightly lit. It was the middle of the night last night. I was already a little drunk. I suddenly woke up from my dream. I unconsciously and quietly went out. I saw that in the mottled night, many people had gathered in the empty corridor. People, but there was silence. They were all lining up in an orderly manner, walking around like sleepwalking. Under a colorful window, they took a cup of unknown liquid from the hands of a hooded man with his face hidden in the darkness, without hesitation. After finishing the drink, he turned around numbly and entered the room where everyone slept and continued to sleep.
"Okay, let's go. It's getting daylight. Let's talk about the rest tomorrow." After all the gathered people fell asleep, the assistant next to him reminded him softly. The hooded man looked at the sky where the dawn was already dawning. He went downstairs without saying a word.
I was secretly horrified. It seemed that tomorrow we would be the last wave. I just didn’t know what was in that cup. Why was it given to us to drink when we were not awake, and why was it so mysterious? I quietly returned to the dormitory, lay on the bed and thought for a long time, and finally decided to escape alone. There is no other way. If we notify others and alert the enemy, no one will be able to leave in the end. We don’t know what will happen. Outside the window, the morning light has appeared, the fragrance of flowers is floating, and people are getting up one after another. What happened last night has faded with the darkness, and is hidden in the increasingly noisy air. Only the red flowers in the mountains and valleys are swaying leisurely in the wind. With.
