Breathing a breath of fresh air, feeling healthy all over his body, this time, he found that he was really well and completely fine. He remembered the purpose of his trip, and although he was still wondering about the strange Fang Fei, he decided to find the most beautiful place in the North first.
Let’s talk about the girl.
The young man's blood was jumping in the pulse of romance. He looked at the spiers of the temple faintly exposed in the distance, and changed the direction. It was much faster to take a shortcut from here.
The setting sun at dusk illuminated the spring grass everywhere.
Fangfei sat on a high stone bench and looked at the huge palm tree opposite. There were already buds on the tree. In a few days, it would be full of yellow flowers, which also heralded the arrival of the carnival in the North. Whenever the palm trees bloom
During the Spring Festival season, the whole country in the North has a seven-day holiday, and the high priest will hold a grand sacrifice to pray for good weather this year.
In other words, the high priest will be back soon.
She didn't know why the high priest had been away for so long this time. He had never been out for such a long time before. However, there was no doubt that he would come back during the Carnival.
She bit her lip slightly, thinking of that strange prince. Has he left? Is he still wandering around here? She suddenly felt urgent, wanting to talk to someone, wanting to talk to him. In these years, she has not spoken to any man.
.
Her mind became disturbed for no reason. She stood up and shook her head, trying to shake off these weird and scary thoughts.
In front of her was a large garden with countless flowers in full bloom. She walked slowly over, the girl's steps filled with an unspeakable heaviness.
In the distant jungle, a person stopped and could only see that figure, the figure in white gauze. The girl's long black hair rippled in the breeze, and the gauze skirt also swayed gently in the breeze.
Who is it? Who has such a beautiful figure?
He was a little suffocated and didn't dare to continue walking down. He just stared at the back blankly.
A thrush's call was so clear and sweet. He suddenly remembered the divine song he heard his little sister sing when he was a child:
May the road she walks be dotted with green lotus ponds
May the thick shade of the big tree cover this scorching sun
May the dust on the road be seasoned with lotus pollen
May the breeze blow gently, may she have good luck all the way
…
She, who is she?
His footsteps were as firmly fixed as his eyes, and just a back view, even just a back view, made people crazy. He didn't even want her to turn around, really, he didn't need to see her face.
Just a back view is enough.
He hid in the forest, not wanting to disturb her footsteps.
Fang Fei sat down on the high stone bench again. A large book was spread out. The cover was inlaid with pure gold foil. It was a detailed history of the origin of the North Country. The title page showed the first girl sacrificed, as bright as a lily.
Her face was full of gentle and pure smiles, which was the sublimity of dedicating oneself to God. However, Fang Fei felt afraid - she had understood her mission to stay here in the past two years, and there was no sacredness in her heart. She only felt that
Afraid, extremely afraid.
A man walked disappointedly, walking slowly and listlessly. He had just come from the temple. The temple was separated from the world by a moat, and there was already strict protection outside. Therefore, it was very loose and there was no traffic here.
any obstacles.
Suddenly seeing Fang Fei, his eyes lit up and he ran over: "Hey, Fang Fei, it's quiet over there in the temple, there's not even a ghost..."
A smile appeared on her face: "How come there is no one?"
"Really? They are all a few chatty old men and two old ladies in black clothes. They are all so old that even when I got closer, I doubted whether they could hear the sound or whether their presbyopia could still survive.
Look outside..." Besides, let alone beautiful girls, there are not even young men left.
He came to her and sat down angrily: "Fangfei, tell me quickly, where is that beautiful girl?"
She bit her lip: "I don't know."
He became seriously suspicious: "This is a lie, isn't it? There is no such thing as the most beautiful girl in the North here..." His eyes rolled and suddenly fell on the book in Fang Fei's hand - the open page.
, is a beautiful girl. The girl is also dressed in white gauze and wears a big wreath on her head. She is as docile as a newly born lamb. Even though there is a layer of drawing paper, the soft waves in her eyes can be seen
, the brilliance of kindness seems to be reflected in people's hearts.