The mountain city is empty, and the houses of the elves can be seen tightly closed, with snow accumulating under the pillars.
The mountain elves were hiding just as the two elves guarding the foothills said.
Chen Yi saw the glazed tree in the distance.
It stood on a place of thick snow, with tree roots slightly arching up the mound. The light scattered like flying flowers, mixed in the drifting snow, making it difficult to distinguish the color. Still, it's worth mentioning: it's beautiful.
Qinduil couldn't help but feel reverence in her heart when she saw this tree. It was an instinctive reaction inherited from the elven blood, and she couldn't help but approach the tree.
In the vast white color in the distance, it is lonely, tall and thin and fragile.
They looked towards the glazed tree, which could be said to have sparse bright leaves, and they were swaying.
As we got closer, an elf head popped out of the thick snow.
Lomea almost screamed and took two steps back.
"Hey, be careful of the glazed tree, it is weak and fragile and cannot withstand whatever you want." The elf slowly climbed up from the snow and sang a cappella.
"We ask for three leaves to carry our souls and bodies to the distance." Qinduil found the right melody and sang.
The elf scratched his head, took out the lute buried in the snow, this thing invented by humans, plucked the strings and said: "Twelve tests, you have not yet met one of them, sixteen horns, I have not heard yet They blow. We should never have given you the leaves in the first place."
Qinduil immediately looked hesitant, and she looked at Chen Yi at a loss.
Chen Yi stepped forward and said, "We are going to find Josko."
This is exactly the name of the dead elf soul in the ancient holy city.
"Josco?!" The elf guarding the tree was startled by the name. He threw away the lute in his hand and said hurriedly: "It turns out to be that bastard. Gods and Lords, ancestors, I will immediately I’ll pluck the leaves and give them to you.”
Chen Yi looked directly at the tree-guarding elves, and there seemed to be some grudge between them and Josco.
The tree guardian elf suddenly jumped high, and after one up and down movement, three glazed leaves landed on his hand. He blew gently, and the brightly lustrous leaves floated up and fell on Chen Yi's hand.
"Leave quickly, don't stay too long," the tree guardian elf picked up the lute and played and sang: "Leave the mountain city, if you meet Josko, please take him to the land of the past. From the beginning to the end, that ignorance The guy defies death."
Chen Yi silently wrote down the words of the tree guardian elf.
"Resisting death... is very interesting." Chen Yi remembered that in the belief of elves, death is the road to another world. They use death to return and reincarnate between the two worlds.
Perhaps we can take this opportunity to understand the elves' beliefs.
Three glazed leaves floated in the palm of his hand. Chen Yi faced the two of them and said, "It's time to go back."
Lomea nodded obediently.
Qinduil walked directly in front of Chen Yi. How they went up the mountain, they were now going down the mountain the same way.
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The scene in front of them became familiar, and the magic circle under their feet lost its luster.
Chen Yi opened his palms, and the transparent leaves lay quietly in his hands.
Lomea came closer, and she looked at them curiously.
Chen Yi saw her head full of light brown hair. After returning from divinity, he realized that the emotion was so strong and surging like a tide.
Abruptly, Chen Yi patted her cheek.
Lomea raised his head in confusion.
Chen Yi closed his fingers and kissed her lips quickly.
Luomea stared, and her reaction was slow. When Chen Yi kissed her forehead again, she pursed her lips in confusion, and then blushed suddenly.
Miss Pepper suddenly remembered that when they were on the mountain city, it was a kiss of souls.
"It's time to head to the ancient holy capital." She reminded in a low voice.
Chen Yi nodded, distributed the three glazed leaves to the other two people, and told Qinduil to remember to put his hands on the horse's back so that he could take the horse and carriage to the ancient holy capital.
Afterwards, Chen Yi and Lomea sat in the carriage, holding the glass leaves in their hands, while Qinduir sat directly on the horse, comforted Amanda, and put his palms against its dark hair.
"Josko, in the name of Saint Mader, the Lord of Suffering,
I command you to be an anchor and a road sign,
At this moment and here, the person holding the glass leaf,
Go to the almost forgotten ancient holy city,
Saints of all cities who have lost their splendor,
A country drowned in pale showers,
Josko, the dead soul who made a pact with Saint Madre,
Don’t forget your oath, don’t forget your oath. "
When Chen Yi finished reciting the last mantra, the posture of the glazed leaves suddenly blurred.
The brilliance appeared at no time. They spiraled up and gradually surrounded the scene inside the carriage. Chen Yi saw that the brilliance was milky white. As the brilliance became more solid, it was dyed with a different color, gradually becoming darker and pale. .
When the light covered the entire carriage, Chen Yi looked pale when he saw it.
The sound of rain suddenly hit my ears.
For some reason, they immediately fell into a half-dream state.
When his mind gradually came to his senses, Chen Yi raised his eyelids slightly.
Lomea looked at him and he opened the carriage door and walked out.
The Romanesque gold-plated copper lamp above the head cast a dim light, and in front of him was a luxurious and luxurious bedroom.
The room is extraordinarily luxurious. There are steps three to four centimeters high, facing a silver-patterned fireplace burning charcoal fire. A soft, velvet-covered bed is placed in the center of the higher floor. When you get out of bed and walk up the steps, Not far from the fireplace, there is a three-meter-high bookcase, two rococo cotton chairs and a round table with a touch of Turkish style. The table is decorated with letter paper, unopened ink and quills. A dark red blanket embroidered with gold and dragon eagle patterns was spread under the bed.
Chen Yi reacted, Mu Di caught the sound of rain and quickly walked to the window cabinet.
Pale showers poured down, and Chen Yi looked up. The sky showed a sickly ambiguity, which made the whole world look like it was dying and withered.
And the luxurious carriage suddenly stood across the room. Faced with this unfamiliar environment, Amanda neighed uneasily.
Qinduil opened her eyes at this time. She looked around and raised her eyes to look around.
"Ancient Holy Capital."
Chen Yi remembers the rain.
At this time, there was a knock on the closed door.
Then an old voice sounded.
"Hello, followers of the Lord of Suffering, I am Josko, the master here."
Josco.
That dead elf soul.
Listening to his tone, Chen Yi seemed to be very familiar with this kind of thing, and his words were full of courtesy.
"We don't know why you are here, but according to my contract with Marder, I have to receive you." Josko pushed the door open while speaking, and then, the dead elf soul slowly pushed the door open. Then he opened his mouth wide and said, "...I didn't expect someone to come with a carriage."
