There are only two humans in the Emerald Holy Land, and they still know each other.
Katyusha naturally followed Su Lun all the time.
The three of them wandered around the village and chatted.
Not long after, the sun set in the west and the sky was filled with red clouds.
The tribesmen lit blazing bonfires by the river, fruits and vegetables piled up in mountains, and the aroma of barbecue filled the air.
The people of the Daru tribe sang and danced to welcome the two human friends of the Daru tribe.
However, because of Su Lunqi's senior status, apart from being able to exchange a few polite words with Granny Wolf, the leader of the Deer Clan, none of the elders or juniors could come to talk to him... Occasionally, those who did come would have to pay a big courtesy.
It was too grand and made Su Lun feel uncomfortable.
Katyusha's situation is similar.
Although she is regarded as a friend of the Daru tribe, she doesn't know anyone here.
It happened that the two of them were sitting together, with Yuta on the left of Su Lun and Katyusha on the right.
Probably seeing Su Lun's restraint, the head of the Deer clan and the elders didn't offer much help. They just said a few polite words, and the rest gave the young people space to communicate on their own.
The wooden table was covered with fruits that were special products of the Holy Land. There were probably dozens of kinds, many of which Su Lun had never seen before.
Not only him, but even Katyusha, a noble lady, had never eaten it. She chewed it carefully, but she also enjoyed it.
Occasionally, Yuta would thoughtfully pick out a few big ones, skin them and hand them over. Su Lun was just a rough guy, not like an aristocratic lady who had to worry about how she looked, so he just ate them with big mouthfuls, and the juices flowed out.
Katyusha was an acquaintance, and she soon became familiar with Yuta.
The three of them can also be very happy and chat endlessly.
Katyusha taught Su Lun and Yuta a lot of anecdotes about the top aristocratic circles in Luying.
Juta told them many stories about the forest,
Su Lun felt that he had been fighting and killing people since he traveled back in time, and there seemed to be nothing to talk about.
Thinking about it, looking at Katyusha's scarlet cloak, she told a story about the magic of Little Red Riding Hood and the Big Bad Wolf, which suited the occasion.
Katyusha listened with great interest. After hearing it, she was very surprised: "Little Red Riding Hood actually turned into a big bad wolf and ate grandma and the hunter? Wow, Mr. Surun, your story is so strange. It shouldn't be a heroic prince passing by."
, defeated the Big Bad Wolf and saved Little Red Riding Hood?"
Su Lun smiled and said nothing.
As soon as she finished speaking, Katyusha suddenly saw her red cloak. Then she thought of something and looked at Su Lun faintly, "Humph, I heard it. You are implying that I will become a big man."
Gray wolf!"
Although his tone was strange, he didn't seem to mind at all.
She grinned her white teeth and looked like she had turned into a bad wolf and wanted to bite someone. She said fiercely: "Ah, when I turn into a big bad wolf, I will eat you first, Mr. Su Lun~"
After laughing, Su Lun also asked: "By the way, Miss Katyusha, didn't you say you were an astrologer? Why are you a poet again?"
Jutta on the side also sincerely praised: "The elders also said that Miss Katyusha is a very powerful poet."
"The two are not contradictory."
Katyusha blinked at him and responded: "Astrology is about deducing the changes in the laws of all things in the world, and poetry is the carrier of recording all the interesting stories in the world. Romantic love, magnificent wars, brotherly love and hatred, joys and sorrows, and so on.
All kinds of things. I am an astrologer and I also like poetry."
As she spoke, she looked up at the sky, her eyes blurred, and her voice became more and more subtle, "I have had a dream since I was a child, which is to travel across the continent like those great troubadours, experience all kinds of things in the world, and write
The most beautiful story in the world”
The sky over the Emerald Holy Land is particularly charming.
Tonight the stars are bright and infinitely deep.
Su Lun listened to her words and said casually, "Isn't it easy for Miss Katyusha to realize such a dream?"
A young lady from a noble family can choose her own path.
Don't worry about your livelihood, you can just be a poet.
Hearing this, Katyusha didn't know what she thought of, and the luster in her crystal eyes dimmed a little, "That's not true."
She did not answer the question directly, but murmured: "I can only write my dreams in stories. There was a little girl who was like an ugly duckling. She looked ordinary. She was innocent, liked poetry, and liked everything beautiful.
In the final ending of the story, she will definitely become a great poet."
Su Lun listened with some strange eyes.
Isn't she herself in the story?
She has small freckles, big braids, and her clothes are not luxurious. If she doesn't show off her wealth and well-educated behavior from time to time, she doesn't look like a young lady from a top aristocratic family.
When we talked about writing stories, Su Lun felt that if he wrote a story, he would never write a mediocre protagonist like Katyusha said.
In his story, the protagonist must be handsome.
Otherwise, you won't be able to bring it in yourself.
The key is that readers who are so handsome cannot even bring him in.
The three of them chatted away from each other.
Su Lun also asked Katyusha about the origin of the short spear. She said it was a family collection and had a history of many years.
I heard that it was found in the belly of a strange fish fished out of the sea by fishermen.
She also said that there are many such strange and unknown things in her family's collection room.
She also warmly invited Suellen to visit her family's castle sometime.
After hearing those words, Su Lun realized that Katyusha was definitely a very top noble.
But he was also very curious. There were only a few nobles in Luying who had the title of hereditary duke. Which family did she belong to?
The dinner was going on, and while they were chatting, the crowd started to become noisy.
Seven or eight sturdy Daru tribesmen suddenly came over carrying a large square wooden box.
Juta said excitedly: "Look, that's [Shixian Mead]!"
Su Lun naturally saw it at a glance. There was a seal on the big wooden box?
It sounded like wine, and he was also curious as to what kind of wine could be worthy of such treatment.
Katyusha on the side has obviously heard of it, and is full of expectations: "It is recorded in ancient books that it is said that the [Poetry Fairy Mead] can bring inspiration to poets?"
Juta nodded: "Well! It is brewed from the spring water of the Holy Lake and the nectar of the sacred tree. It needs to be stored in the cellar for many years to be finished. Only in very important sacrifices will the cellar be opened and some taken out. I have grown so big
, I’ve only heard from the elders, but I’ve never drank it.”
Obviously, this is to entertain "those who keep the oath".
Katyusha was also very smart. She guessed what she was talking about, blinked and said: "The patriarch said before that he would give me some when I leave. I didn't expect that thanks to Mr. Tosu Lun, I got it in advance."
"hehe."
Su Lun also felt that he was thanks to Mr. Jing.
A sealed wooden box was opened, and inside was a huge clay pot.
The head of the deer clan opened the mud seal himself, and a strong aroma of fruity wine hit his face and instantly filled the entire river bend.
Even though Su Lun was not good at wine, the smell of it aroused the craving for a taste in his stomach.
After the mead was unsealed, the Daru people, led by Chief Deer, prayed and praised everything that nature had given them.
After the prayer, it’s time to drink.
A large glass was placed in the wine vessel made of bamboo tubes and handed to Su Lun.
Su Lun's omniscient eye took a look and was quite surprised.
[Courvasir’s Poetic Mead]
Detailed explanation: In mythology, it is said that drinking the divine wine can condense the 'Poetry Godhead'; this is an incomplete formula passed down by the Daru clan. The wine is the best. After drinking, you will gain a temporary understanding gain. The higher the degree of drunkenness, the easier it is to fall into epiphany.
State; excellent for poetry creation inspiration;
"It really has a special effect. It can temporarily increase your understanding."
Su Lun felt that he had learned a lot again.
This was the first time he had seen wine with a boosting effect.
Moreover, it is the most elusive thing like "understanding".
Katyusha held the wine glass, her little face full of anticipation, "Ah~ the legendary divine wine."
Just by looking at the young lady's expression, you can tell that this is definitely a very, very precious thing.
Su Lun responded to the toasts of the Deer Clan Chief and the Daru Clan elders, and everyone drank together.
Then he also took a big sip.
The entrance was slightly cold, and just as I was about to taste it, a complex taste exploded in my mouth and entered my taste buds. For a moment, I seemed to taste the sweet fruity aroma and the heat of alcohol, like thousands of horses galloping, and like
It is the gentle flow of the gurgling stream. The complex layering is difficult to describe.
Moreover, the magic is yet to come!
The wine is very strong and makes people feel ecstatic instantly.
It was a very pleasant experience, as if what I was drinking was not wine, but a sip of the rainbow in the sky. My whole body felt like I was falling into the clouds.
It makes people have surging emotions in their hearts and want to express them.
That was the inspiration for poetry!
However, Su Lun's attainments in poetry were not high and he didn't drink much, so that feeling passed away in an instant.
But a magical scene immediately appeared on Katyusha.
The wine was very strong. She just took a sip, and her face was instantly covered with red clouds, and her entire neck became flushed. She looked extremely shy, which made her even more charming.
However, unlike others, she actually had that magical halo condensed on her body.
Seeing this scene, not only Su Lun, but even the elders of the Daru tribe all looked sideways, with shock and approval in their eyes.
Katyusha didn't seem to notice the changes in her body. She covered her mouth and burped, "Ah, Mr. Su Lun, the aftertaste of this wine is so strong~"
Su Lun couldn't laugh or cry.
Last time in Blizzard City, he had a drink with Katyusha and knew that this girl's drinking capacity was not very good.
This wine was stronger than anything he had ever tasted before.
Moreover, this [Poetry Mead] is definitely an irresistible temptation for poets.
The higher the degree of drunkenness, the more inspiration for poetry writing springs up.
Obviously, Katyusha felt it. Although she was feeling dizzy as she spoke, she picked up the wine glass again, eager to try: "Mr. Su Lun, sister Yuta, let's drink~"
Then, this greedy little girl took a big gulp.
Su Lun and Juta smiled at each other and clinked their glasses.
It was rare to drink such a good wine, and he was a little drunk.
This wine is really the best.
Moreover, Su Lun was also surprised to find that the state after drinking made him feel unexpectedly good! Those negative emotions also unexpectedly stabilized, and he seemed to be enjoying the soothing feeling of roaming in the ocean of poetry.
Su Lun couldn't stop drinking one cup after another.
After a few glasses of wine, he also felt that the creative inspiration was bursting and getting stronger and stronger.
Countless rhymes, words, and artistic conceptions, like fragments in the sky, flashed through my mind.
It's like just picking up some and you can compose a wonderful poem.
Su Lun thought that he, a novice at poetry, was like this, but what about Katyusha, whose poetry was even praised by the head of the deer clan?
At this moment, this drunken girl's pretty face was flushed and her eyes were slightly tipsy.
And the milky white halo around her body became more and more intense.
While drinking, Katyusha turned her face towards the starry sky and suddenly asked: "Mr. Su Lun, can I write you into my story?"
Su Lun responded casually, "I wouldn't mind if I were the protagonist."
Hearing this, Katyusha didn't know what she thought of, and her eyebrows moved slightly.
She was drunk, but she was not drunk consciously. A strange spirit flashed in her eyes, and she pursed her lips and smiled: "You are so greedy. But in my story, what should I do if I want to be the protagonist?"
Su Lun was also a little dizzy from drinking, and said casually: "Ah, in that story, just write a romantic love story."
Katyusha laughed heartlessly, but shook her head like a rattle, "I don't want it! Astrology tells me that I will be the brightest star in the future. Love is such a superfluous thing.
, it will only hinder my speed of drawing the sword!"
Su Lun looked at her drunken bragging expression in the book, remembered a passage, and said: "If you haven't experienced heart-wrenching love, how can you write a good story that makes people cry?"
Hearing this, Katyusha unexpectedly did not refute, "Hey, it seems to make sense."
She tilted her head and thought for a while, her eyes a little confused, "I'll tell you later when I've figured out how to write our story."
Su Lun didn't care either: "Oh."
As I drank, my interest became more and more intense.
The more Katyusha drank, the more she got drunk.
Suddenly, she seemed to have caught some inspiration, and the halo around her body suddenly solidified. She said excitedly: "Wow, Mr. Su Lun, Sister Juta, I want to read a poem to you!"
Su Lun smiled and nodded.
Yuta was also a little drunk, her pretty face was slightly flushed, and she smiled and said, "Okay."
However,
I thought I would just recite poetry and listen to it.
An unexpected scene happened.
When Katyusha opened her mouth, the situation changed.
"wind!"
She seemed to want to recite a poem praising the wind. She pondered for a long time before uttering a word.
But as soon as this word came out, the air around him suddenly trembled, and the wind suddenly started!
The night wind poured into his collar. Although Su Lun's mind was dizzy, his eyes suddenly froze, and he was shocked and murmured: "The words follow the law? Is poetry so powerful?"
Not only him, but the elders of the Daru tribe not far away also looked at it with frozen eyes.
Chief Deer and Grandma Wolf looked at each other and said with emotion, "What a high talent."
The breeze ruffled Katyusha's skirt, as if responding to her call.
Suddenly, Katyusha's voice became violent as she was drunk, "Strong wind!"
As soon as she said these words, a strong wind suddenly roared between heaven and earth, causing her braids to fly up and her clothes to whistle.
"Ever seen the face of the wind?
No one has seen it, neither you nor me;
But as the leaves tremble,
The wind is blowing from there."
Katyusha seemed to be singing a beautiful ballad, and her words were floating around. The wind elves seemed to be responding to her words, running playfully and rustling in the forest and on the treetops.
The huge river bend bonfire place is filled with the melodious sound of poetry reciting.
The god of nature in the Daru people's belief is a god who embodies the "poetry godhead". Their blood has the romance and freedom of the troubadour. Everyone at the dinner was intoxicated by the beautiful melody of Katyusha's poem recitation.
middle.
Su Lun also realized for the first time that listening to people singing poems can be such an enjoyable experience.
It was as if the soul was being gently massaged, and the whole person felt relaxed.
At this time, the wind was getting stronger and stronger, but it was very gentle.
The wind spirit lifted up Katyusha and slowly floated in the air.
Su Lun also felt like he was drunk and light~
No, I don't think so.
His whole body was floating.
Wrapped and lifted up by the wind.
There is also Juta on the side.
Katyusha's eyes were blurred and she spoke with her tongue hanging out: "Mr. Su Lun, Sister Yuta, the night is very beautiful tonight, shall we go see the stars together?"
Jutta was also immersed in the wonderful state of the wine, "Okay."
Su Lun also responded.
Katyusha was overjoyed.
The three of them rode the wind up.
Once she was in the sky, Katyusha did not forget to wave to the deer patriarch on the ground, and said obediently: "Grandpa Chief, let's go see the stars~"
The deer chief smiled kindly and said: "Okay. Be careful not to fall."
A response came from a distance: "We will be careful~"
Hearing this, Grandma Wolf looked at the three people flying away with a smile on her face: "It's good to be young."
The three of them flew higher and higher, and the bonfire in the ground became farther and farther away, reaching the top of the canopy of the dense forest.
"There is a wooden house on the treetops to the west. When I was a child, I often climbed up to look at the stars."
Looking in the direction of Yuta, they came to the top of a redwood tree that was dozens of meters higher than the big tree next to it.
There is a treehouse on the treetop, like a huge bird's nest, with no roof and only a few wooden boards.
Here, you can have an unobstructed view of the brilliant stars.
The three of them fell down, and Katyusha seemed to let herself go under the influence of alcohol. Her cheerful laughter echoed throughout the entire jungle.
The sylphs did not forget to bring them candied fruits and fine wine.
The three of them continued to exchange glasses in the treetop hut and drank a lot.
The night is charming and the air is filled with romance.
After getting drunk, the three of them lay there on their backs. They looked at the sky and gradually fell into a daze.
Katyusha said drunkenly: "Mr. Su Lun, you know, in all my life, I have never been so happy~"
"Yeah. I feel good too."
Su Lun also felt that he felt great now, as if he was lying on a cloud, and there seemed to be many more wonderful inspirations in his mind.
The feeling of traveling becomes stronger and stronger as the drunkenness rises.
Su Lun carefully comprehended this wonderful experience of "traveling in poetry".
"Mr. Sullen, can you read a poem to me?"
"Okay. If life deceives you, don't be sad or impatient. You need to be calm in the melancholy days. Believe it, happy days will come!"
"Wow did you write this?"
"no"
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This girl Katyusha was probably really drunk, and she didn't have the restraint of a noble lady, so she stuck to Su Lun's side. She also didn't shy away from skin contact at all, and talked carelessly against her neck, which was very intimate.
Su Lun was blown away with hot breath in his ears and ignored her. But when he looked at the braided girl in front of him, he had an illusion that he saw a beautiful purple-haired woman. He seemed to have seen it somewhere.
At this time, the girl didn't know what she was thinking of, and asked in a daze, "Sister Yuta, do you like Mr. Su Lun?"
Su Lun didn't realize what he was saying.
Yuta's sleepy response came from beside her, "Yeah."
As he spoke, he seemed to be asleep. The two of them were very close to each other, with large areas of skin touching.
After returning to the Holy Land, Yuta put on the clothes of the Daru tribe. The clothes made of simple animal skins were very thin, such as hot pants and sports vests, and large areas of skin were exposed to the air. This contact, Su Lun
I just felt that my arm was sinking into a warm, bone-eroding softness.
Su Lun himself couldn't raise his eyelids. Hearing these words, he probably smiled.
Conversations between drunk people will suddenly cease and there will be no response.
The three of them stopped talking.
Katyusha's drinking capacity was already the worst, and she had already fallen into a drowsy state.
After a long while, she heard something and murmured nonsensically: "Oh, I think it would be good to write a love story."
As soon as these words came out, the tree house fell into complete silence.
All three of them seemed to be asleep.
[Shixian Mead] has a very strong stamina, and the wine is stimulating.
Su Lun was in a daze and felt something warm in his hand.
It felt very smooth, so I touched it.
Hey, it seems to be the back?
He instinctively turned it over and touched it again.
Still not a satisfactory touch
Half asleep and half awake, Su Lun couldn't open his eyes. His hands that didn't listen to reason touched back again. After careful identification, he felt the warm touch of a slight bulge.
Pinched.
Well, it turns out it's not the back.
When you're drunk, you're very angry. Your brain knows what it's doing, but your body doesn't listen.
It was this action that probably woke up the sleeping person, and a resentful whisper came to his ears, "Mr. Su Lun, you are too much. I don't mind you taking advantage, but you still dislike me."
After a long while, I heard intermittent murmuring in my ears again, "Ah, I'm going to turn into a big bad wolf and bite you to death~"
Su Lun felt as if he had been bitten.
It looks like a big bad wolf wearing a red robe, or a white wolf.
