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Chapter 160 Mountain Spirits
Chapter 160 Mountain Spirits
"Who is that one? How does he stand on the water?"
"Ancestor, who is that one? How can people stand on this water?"
At the foot of the tall mountain, there are two mountain elves, a man and a woman standing. The male elf is holding a flute, and the female elf is holding a harp. Their eyesight is sharp, they can see the three people on the lake, and they can clearly see the two beside Chen Yi , more or less submerged in the lake.
However, what amazed them was Chen Yi who walked on the water as if on flat ground.
The female elf plucked the strings, her voice was quick and clear, and said along the rhythm: "My lover who guards the gate with me, who in history has stood on this water."
"My love, I don't know, I don't understand,"
The male elf sang melodiously in tune with the rhythm of the female elf:
"It's not that I'm ignorant. This lake is the tears of a good giant. The giant who created characters said that small favors, small names and small profits can drag people to the bottom of the lake and fall into darkness forever."
Then, the male elf played the clarinet, and the female elf tickled the strings to echo the clear flute sound.
"Which one? Which one?" they sang together.
Chen Yi stared at them from a distance.
"Lord, the mountain elves are like this." Cenduil said in a scornful tone, "Drama, music, poetry, they are always addicted to these, they only know that they are as happy as cysticercoids, and they are staged every moment opera."
Chen Yi knew that Qinduil was the king elves, Monroe scholars said that the king elves were a race exiled from the distant mountains in ancient times.
With such old grievances, it's not that Chen Yi can't understand Qinduil's disdain for them.
Before Chen Yi could speak, the two elves holding musical instruments heard it, their pointed ears trembling.
The female elf pulled up two long strings and played a long tone, and the male elf immediately kissed the clarinet with his lips.
"Happy, happy, someone is yelling at you, the ugly face under the beautiful face."
"She should really let go. Only when she falls into the water will she know how embarrassed she is."
Cenduil looked at Chen Yi, begging for the latter's permission.
Chen Yi noticed her eyes and nodded slightly.
Cenduil let go of Chen Yi's hand, and she stood firmly with only half of her foot submerged in the water.
The two elves at the foot of the mountain looked at each other.
"Guarding your boring morals is actually being a frog at the bottom of a well." Zenduil sang.
"Why are you so entangled?" The female elf pulled the strings with embarrassment, "Time flies by and never returns. I'm just dressing up my soul."
"Heavy makeup can't hide your bleak complexion." Before the singing of the male elves and the female elves, Cenduil sang first.
As soon as the female elf's face changed, her piano sound became chaotic, and Er Er stopped.
The male elf put down his clarinet, and he leaned close to the female elf.
Chen Yi and the two quickly crossed the water and came to the shore.
Chen Yi, who was watching all this, found it very interesting.
Lomea climbed up from the water in some embarrassment, Chen Yi squatted down, grabbed her hands, and pulled her ashore.
When she came to the shore, the clothes on her body were not wet, but still dry.
Lomea reached into the water in amazement, picked up some, and found that the water in her palm quickly left her palm and flowed to the lake.
No one can take even a drop of water away.
While Lomea was observing the magical lake, Chen Yi had already walked in front of the two elves.
"Who are you?" Chen Yi asked.
The female elf leaned 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 they sang, but Chen Yi could understand every word and every sentence.
Chen Yi set her eyes on the lake.
Divinity told Him all.
Those are the tears of Oda, the good giant who created characters. In mythology, he created the original language of the creatures.
"You really want to know?" Chen Yi asked meaningfully.
Under that tone, the two elves panicked inexplicably, and the male elf immediately raised his voice and said: "There are all kinds of people who come here, and we never care so much."
Following the singing of the male elf, the female elf sang leisurely: "The mountains are so close, we only care about happiness and the songs you sing."
"They mean that you can only go up the mountain if you leave your singing." Explained Cenduil, also an elf.
"Oh?" Chen Yi stared at the two elves and said softly, "You are very interesting."
The elf smiled happily and proudly.
The male elf sang: "This is the best compliment, you make my lover happy and do me a lot."
After saying this sentence, the two elves held their breath and looked at Chen Yi eagerly.
Lomea also looked at him curiously.
Cenduil closed his eyes and raised his pointed ears.
Chen Yi understood what they were waiting for.
He looked towards the high mountain, covered with white snow, under the same busy color, there was a little brilliance, which was supposed to be the legendary glazed tree.
That point of brilliance is lonely. Here, favors, fame and fortune are rejected, and only freedom and joy are favored by others.
"Au palais-royal les bouffons sont des rois." (The clown in the palace is king.)
"Au palais-royal les plaisirs font la loi."
The two elves were obviously stunned for a moment. They couldn't understand a single word of the language He sang.
They looked suspiciously at the lake behind him.
Has the Lake of Tears of the Good Giant lost its potency?
Those are the tears shed by the great giant who created words in an age too long to be recorded.
"My love, this should be a self-created language. It belongs to him alone. We can't understand it." The female elf 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 for the mountain." The male elf sang to them, echoing the sound of the harp.
Chen Yi nodded slightly, he stared at the top of the mountain, there was no city wall or gate there.
Cenduil walked in front of Chen Yi, she was an elf, so she walked in front to lead the way.
Chen Yi stretched out her hand towards Lomea.
Pepper Girl hesitated for a moment, and under the curious eyes of the two elves, she shyly put her hand on Chen Yi's palm.
The female elf laughed heartily, and then hurriedly covered her mouth. She looked at the male elf, her nimble eyes seemed to say: Look, there is also a pair of lovers here.
The male elf glanced at Chen Yi and Lomea, an idea came to his mind, he raised his hand, put the clarinet to his mouth, and played a ballad about lovers.
"Look, a couple of lovers have climbed the mountain, my countrymen, you can't come out, you have to hide, let them hear each other's heartbeat."
"Cover your pointed ears, close your mouths, and give them time to love each other, O ancestors, O Lord and gods, by your great mercy, blessed by you, give time to them."
(End of this chapter)
"Who is that one? How does he stand on the water?"
"Ancestor, who is that one? How can people stand on this water?"
At the foot of the tall mountain, there are two mountain elves, a man and a woman standing. The male elf is holding a flute, and the female elf is holding a harp. Their eyesight is sharp, they can see the three people on the lake, and they can clearly see the two beside Chen Yi , more or less submerged in the lake.
However, what amazed them was Chen Yi who walked on the water as if on flat ground.
The female elf plucked the strings, her voice was quick and clear, and said along the rhythm: "My lover who guards the gate with me, who in history has stood on this water."
"My love, I don't know, I don't understand,"
The male elf sang melodiously in tune with the rhythm of the female elf:
"It's not that I'm ignorant. This lake is the tears of a good giant. The giant who created characters said that small favors, small names and small profits can drag people to the bottom of the lake and fall into darkness forever."
Then, the male elf played the clarinet, and the female elf tickled the strings to echo the clear flute sound.
"Which one? Which one?" they sang together.
Chen Yi stared at them from a distance.
"Lord, the mountain elves are like this." Cenduil said in a scornful tone, "Drama, music, poetry, they are always addicted to these, they only know that they are as happy as cysticercoids, and they are staged every moment opera."
Chen Yi knew that Qinduil was the king elves, Monroe scholars said that the king elves were a race exiled from the distant mountains in ancient times.
With such old grievances, it's not that Chen Yi can't understand Qinduil's disdain for them.
Before Chen Yi could speak, the two elves holding musical instruments heard it, their pointed ears trembling.
The female elf pulled up two long strings and played a long tone, and the male elf immediately kissed the clarinet with his lips.
"Happy, happy, someone is yelling at you, the ugly face under the beautiful face."
"She should really let go. Only when she falls into the water will she know how embarrassed she is."
Cenduil looked at Chen Yi, begging for the latter's permission.
Chen Yi noticed her eyes and nodded slightly.
Cenduil let go of Chen Yi's hand, and she stood firmly with only half of her foot submerged in the water.
The two elves at the foot of the mountain looked at each other.
"Guarding your boring morals is actually being a frog at the bottom of a well." Zenduil sang.
"Why are you so entangled?" The female elf pulled the strings with embarrassment, "Time flies by and never returns. I'm just dressing up my soul."
"Heavy makeup can't hide your bleak complexion." Before the singing of the male elves and the female elves, Cenduil sang first.
As soon as the female elf's face changed, her piano sound became chaotic, and Er Er stopped.
The male elf put down his clarinet, and he leaned close to the female elf.
Chen Yi and the two quickly crossed the water and came to the shore.
Chen Yi, who was watching all this, found it very interesting.
Lomea climbed up from the water in some embarrassment, Chen Yi squatted down, grabbed her hands, and pulled her ashore.
When she came to the shore, the clothes on her body were not wet, but still dry.
Lomea reached into the water in amazement, picked up some, and found that the water in her palm quickly left her palm and flowed to the lake.
No one can take even a drop of water away.
While Lomea was observing the magical lake, Chen Yi had already walked in front of the two elves.
"Who are you?" Chen Yi asked.
The female elf leaned 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 they sang, but Chen Yi could understand every word and every sentence.
Chen Yi set her eyes on the lake.
Divinity told Him all.
Those are the tears of Oda, the good giant who created characters. In mythology, he created the original language of the creatures.
"You really want to know?" Chen Yi asked meaningfully.
Under that tone, the two elves panicked inexplicably, and the male elf immediately raised his voice and said: "There are all kinds of people who come here, and we never care so much."
Following the singing of the male elf, the female elf sang leisurely: "The mountains are so close, we only care about happiness and the songs you sing."
"They mean that you can only go up the mountain if you leave your singing." Explained Cenduil, also an elf.
"Oh?" Chen Yi stared at the two elves and said softly, "You are very interesting."
The elf smiled happily and proudly.
The male elf sang: "This is the best compliment, you make my lover happy and do me a lot."
After saying this sentence, the two elves held their breath and looked at Chen Yi eagerly.
Lomea also looked at him curiously.
Cenduil closed his eyes and raised his pointed ears.
Chen Yi understood what they were waiting for.
He looked towards the high mountain, covered with white snow, under the same busy color, there was a little brilliance, which was supposed to be the legendary glazed tree.
That point of brilliance is lonely. Here, favors, fame and fortune are rejected, and only freedom and joy are favored by others.
"Au palais-royal les bouffons sont des rois." (The clown in the palace is king.)
"Au palais-royal les plaisirs font la loi."
The two elves were obviously stunned for a moment. They couldn't understand a single word of the language He sang.
They looked suspiciously at the lake behind him.
Has the Lake of Tears of the Good Giant lost its potency?
Those are the tears shed by the great giant who created words in an age too long to be recorded.
"My love, this should be a self-created language. It belongs to him alone. We can't understand it." The female elf 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 for the mountain." The male elf sang to them, echoing the sound of the harp.
Chen Yi nodded slightly, he stared at the top of the mountain, there was no city wall or gate there.
Cenduil walked in front of Chen Yi, she was an elf, so she walked in front to lead the way.
Chen Yi stretched out her hand towards Lomea.
Pepper Girl hesitated for a moment, and under the curious eyes of the two elves, she shyly put her hand on Chen Yi's palm.
The female elf laughed heartily, and then hurriedly covered her mouth. She looked at the male elf, her nimble eyes seemed to say: Look, there is also a pair of lovers here.
The male elf glanced at Chen Yi and Lomea, an idea came to his mind, he raised his hand, put the clarinet to his mouth, and played a ballad about lovers.
"Look, a couple of lovers have climbed the mountain, my countrymen, you can't come out, you have to hide, let them hear each other's heartbeat."
"Cover your pointed ears, close your mouths, and give them time to love each other, O ancestors, O Lord and gods, by your great mercy, blessed by you, give time to them."
(End of this chapter)
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