"Who is that one? Why is he standing on the water?"
"Ancestor, who is that one? How can anyone live on the water?"
At the foot of the tall mountains, two mountain elves, a man and a woman, stood. The male elf held a flute, and the female elf held a harp. Their eyesight was sharp and they could see the three people on the lake, and they could clearly see the two people at Chen Yi's hand. , more or less submerged in the lake.
However, what surprised them was that Chen Yi walked on the water as if walking on flat ground.
The female elf plucked the strings, her voice was quick and clear, and she followed the rhythm and said: "My lover who is guarding the door with me, who in history has ever stood on this water."
"Love, I don't know, I don't understand,"
The male elf sang melodiously to the female elf's tune:
"It's not that I'm ignorant. This lake is the tears of a good giant. The good giant who coined the word said that small favors, small fame and small profits can drag people to the bottom of the lake, and they will be trapped in darkness forever."
Then, the male elf played the recorder, and the female elf touched the strings and echoed the clear flute sound.
"Which one? Which one?" they chorused.
Chen Yi stared at them from a distance.
"Lord, that's what the mountain elves are like..." Qinduil said in a disdainful tone: "Drama, music, poetry, they are forever addicted to these, they only know that they are as happy as a cysticere, every moment They’re all putting on operas.”
Chen Yi knew that Qinduil was a Junzhi Elf. Monro scholar had said that Junzhi Elf was a tribe that was exiled from the distant mountains in ancient times.
With such old grievances lingering, Chen Yi couldn't understand Qin Duil's disdain for them.
Before Chen Yi could speak, the two elves holding musical instruments heard it, and their long pointed ears twitched.
The female elf pulled two long strings and played a long tone, and the male elf immediately kissed the recorder with her lips.
"Joy, joy, there are people who are scolding each other, and there is an ugly face underneath the beautiful appearance."
"She should really let go. Only when she falls into the water will she know how embarrassed she is."
Qinduil looked at Chenyi and begged the latter for permission.
Chen Yi noticed her eyes and nodded slightly.
Qinduil let go of Chenyi's hand, and only half of her feet were submerged in the water, standing firmly.
The two elves at the foot of the mountain looked at each other.
"Guarding for your boring morals is actually like being a frog in a well." Qinduil sang a cappella.
"Why are you so entangled?" The female elf pulled the strings with an embarrassed look, "Time flies by and will never come back. I am just dressing up my soul."
"Thick makeup can't hide your gloomy complexion." Before the male elf and the female elf sang, Qinduil sang first.
The female elf's complexion changed, her music was messed up, and she suddenly stopped.
The male elf put down his recorder, and he leaned closely against the female elf.
Chen Yi and the two of them quickly walked across the water and came to the shore.
Chen Yi, who was watching all this, found it very interesting.
Luomea crawled ashore from the water in a somewhat embarrassed manner. Chen Yi knelt down, grabbed her hands, and pulled her ashore.
When she came to the shore, her clothes were not wet, but still dry.
In surprise, Lomea reached into the water and picked up some. She found that the water in her palm quickly left her palm and went to the lake.
No one can take away even a drop of water.
While Lomea was observing the magical lake, Chen Yi had already walked up to the two elves.
"Who are you?" Chen Yi asked.
The female elf bowed slightly and played the harp again with her slender hands: "We are the elves guarding the foot of the mountain. Who are you?"
They didn't use real Arabic when singing, but Chen Yi could understand every word and every sentence.
Chen Yi cast his gaze on the lake.
Divinity tells Him everything.
Those were the tears of Oda, the good giant who created words. In mythology, he forged the first language of living beings.
"Do you really want to know?" Chen Yi asked meaningfully.
Under that tone, the two elves were inexplicably flustered, and the male elf immediately raised his voice and said: "There are all kinds of people coming here, and we never care about so many."
Following the singing of the male elf, the female elf sang leisurely: "With the mountains so close, we only care about joy and the songs you sing."
"What they mean is... you can only go up the mountain if you leave your singing behind." Qinduil, who is also an elf, explained.
"Oh?" Chen Yi stared at the two elves and said softly, "You are very interesting."
The female elf smiled happily and proudly.
The male elf sang: "This is the best compliment. You make my lover happy and do me a lot of good."
After saying this, the two elves held their breath and looked at Chen Yi longingly.
Lomea also looked at Him curiously.
Qinduil closed her eyes and raised her long pointed ears.
Chen Yi understood what they were waiting for.
He looked at the high mountains, the mountain tops covered with white snow. Under the same busy and vast color, there was a bit of light that was different and brighter. It should be the legendary glazed tree.
That point of brilliance is lonely. Here, favor, fame and fortune are shut out, and only freedom and joy are favored by others.
""The clown in the palace is king.
""Enjoying yourself as you please is the king's law.
The two elves were obviously stunned. They could not understand a word of the language he sang.
They cast their eyes at the lake behind Him with some suspicion.
Has the Lake of Tears of the Good Giant lost its effectiveness?
Those were the tears shed by the great giant who created writing in an era too long to be recorded.
"My love, this should be a self-created language. It belongs to him alone and we can't understand it." The female elf picked up the strings and sang, "The language will also be separated by two worlds."
"It's like this, it's like this. Please go up the mountain and head towards the top of the mountain." The male elf echoed the sound of the harp and sang to them.
Chen Yi nodded slightly and stared at the top of the mountain. There were no walls or gates there.
Qinduil walked in front of Chenyi. She was an elf, so she walked in front to lead the way.
Chen Yi stretched out his hand towards Lomea.
Miss Pepper hesitated for a moment, then put her hand on Chen Yi's palm a little shyly under the curious eyes of the two elves.
The female elf laughed heartily, and then hurriedly covered her mouth. She looked at the male elf, her smart eyes seemed to say: Look, there is a pair of lovers here too.
The male elf glanced at Chen Yi and Luomea, and an idea popped into his head. He raised his hand, put the recorder to his mouth, and played a ballad about lovers.
"Look, a pair of lovers are climbing a mountain. My compatriots, you can't come out. You have to hide and let them hear each other's beating heartbeats."
"You cover your pointed ears, shut your mouths, and give them time to fall in love. Ancestors, the Lord and the gods, with your supreme mercy and your blessing, give time to Let them."
