A brilliant starry river shining in purple, cyan and rose red passes overhead, traverses the dark slate blue dome, and is parallel to the winding Eastern Alps Mountains under the night sky. The cleanest snowflakes in the world reflect the sky.
The cleanest starlight, so whether you look up from the ground or from the sky, you can see the stars flashing and reflecting each other. Its magnificence and magnificence are simply unimaginable unless you see it with your own eyes.
Ringer sat on an exposed boulder on the edge of the mountain top. This old piece of striped solid slate looked as if it had been there since the creation of the snow-capped mountains. It had become extremely round and smooth after years of wind and frost.
It treats every uninvited guest who steps on its head with a gentle attitude, never letting them feel the slightest discomfort - snowflakes, humans, or those snowworms crawling between the small cracks in the rocks, white-necked round-necked worms, etc.
Ants, winged lizards, etc.
In the past, people who were accustomed to walking on the earth often described dangerous areas such as snow-capped mountains, volcanoes or swamps as a barren land, believing that no living thing could survive the wind and snow at minus 30 degrees Celsius or the lava at tens of thousands of degrees Celsius.
, however, the majestic thing about life is that they are never limited by imagination. Even on the seven-thousand-meter-high snow peak, there is still flourishing vitality, but ordinary people cannot see it with the naked eye.
The way out of life is not artificially defined, but the motivation given to them by survival.
The young man coexisted quietly and harmoniously with these energetic little creatures, without any objection to their weirdness or ugly appearance. Sometimes he looked at the star-studded night sky and even imagined that St. Thumi was like him, in the lonely snow.
The peak remained deserted for three years, with only the giant cedar trees and these small creatures accompanying it.
When the saint finally exhausted the limits of human intelligence and calculated the revelations from the creation gods from complex formulas and piles of boring words, and then decided to climb to the top of heaven, they were the only witnesses.
Witnessed the birth of a miracle earlier than anyone else. Perhaps a snowworm emerged from a crack in the rock at this moment, or a winged lizard lying not far away staring curiously at itself, in their small and simple minds
, do you still retain the memory of your ancestors about that scene?
It's too far away to be imagined, but there is always something that will be inherited, not through blood, but through the memory of the entire species, an emotion called resonance.
Can people resonate with tiny insects and imagine the distant universe together?
The young man didn't know. He just raised his head and quietly admired the stars flowing quietly in the night sky. For a moment, he was immersed in the eternity and mystery that the civilized world could not understand.
After Xino completed his daily spearmanship practice, he was leaning on the trunk of a big cedar tree, breathing rhythmically, one short and one long, in this way to adjust the body's state after strenuous exercise; Saint Xia Liya was
Sitting next to her, she stroked the lamb's hair with one hand, pointed to a certain constellation in the galaxy with the other hand, and softly told the lamb the names, origins, and legends of the Morya people.
, what special meanings are given to each.
Throughout the ages, every wandering nation, whether it is the Moryya people who are not welcomed by the civilized world, or the wind-chasing people chasing the north wind on the Lessenwell Prairie, or the oldest nation on the land of Baicheng.
People in Rosetta have more or less spread legends about constellations, and even regard constellations as gods and follow and worship them. This may be because for wanderers, the stars not only play a role in guiding the direction, but also a kind of
A spiritual sustenance that cannot be resolved.
For the lonely wanderers in this world, the only thing that can accompany them forever are the eternal stars in the night sky.
The snowflakes blowing in the wind carried the smell of the mountains, thick and ancient. The young man sat for a while, emptying his mind, not thinking about anything, just quietly immersed in the atmosphere. Gradually, he felt unwell.
I am no longer so tired. It is clearly below zero, but it is as warm as bathing in hot spring water. My brain is sober as never before. It seems that the fatigue caused by immersing myself in piles of books and formulas has been washed away by the wind and snow on the top of the mountain.
.
It seems that the practice methods of the ascetic monks in ancient times may not be unreasonable. A comfortable and comfortable environment will corrupt people's minds, while loneliness and loneliness can sharpen people's spirits.
He stood up slowly, brushed off the snowflakes on his head and clothes with his hands, and scared away the winged lizard that had been staring at him. He crawled into a rock crevice, shook his tail twice, and then disappeared.
Gone. The young man didn't take it to heart. He was about to say something to Saint Xalia and Xino, and then go back to the stone house to continue the surveying and mapping work. At this time, there was a sudden sound of footsteps on the mountain road from where he came.
The three of them all turned to look, and then they saw Sister Livia carrying a bamboo basket and walking slowly towards the top of the mountain. She was still wearing the pure black nun uniform, which formed a perfect shape with the white snow under her feet.
In sharp contrast, she wore a scarf and thick velvet gloves to keep warm. Her brilliant blond hair, which could not be covered by a black veil, flowed down like a waterfall. As she moved forward, it gently blew in the night wind.
When it floats, bathed in the bright moonlight and pure starlight, it sparkles like a broken string on a lyre.
The azure eyes were like the sky washed after the rain, clear and flawless, reflecting the faces of several people. Sister Livia slowly stopped, lowered her head slightly, and saluted them: "Good evening, Mr. Ringer,
Miss Saint Xalia, and Miss Xino."
The aquamarine and golden people are intoxicating with their elegant and noble posture.
"Good evening, Miss Livia." Saint Xalia greeted her and asked: "Are you responsible for delivering the food tonight?"
"Yes, Miss Siesta carefully prepared the delicious cream mushroom stew and fresh yokan tonight. She felt that it could not be enjoyed by everyone in the hotel alone, so she asked me to send you a copy. I hope you can feel her
of my mind.”
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Sister Livia raised the bamboo basket in her hand to signal, with a gentle and calm smile: "In addition, she also told me to write down your needs.
, in order to prepare in time, her original words were: Are there enough changes of clothes? Will the bedding be too cold? I usually work very hard, do I need to prepare some desserts to reward you? That’s roughly the case, so if you have any knowledge in this regard
If you need anything, feel free to tell me, and I will convey it to Miss Siesta after I go back."
Linge and Xino were speechless after hearing this, while Saint Xalia helplessly held her forehead: "Shesta is still so worried. I told her clearly that the mountain people of the Wusu tribe will help us prepare.
She has three meals a day, but she always asks you to deliver the meals. If Chief Wilhelm and Elder Ayina find out, they might suspect that we dislike the hospitality of the mountain people."
Sister Livia said with a smile: "On this point, Miss Siesta said: The smell at home is always different from the smell outside. I believe those mountain people should be able to understand."
Does it smell like home?
Both Ringer and Saint Shalia were a little touched, while Xino raised his head slightly and saw the Ancient Knights in the night sky at a glance. In this season, it should be the brightest constellation that can be seen in the Grindelwald Fields.
To be honest, she suddenly missed her life in Chatoli Manor, the craftsmanship of the old butler Weber, the silent family training at the dinner table, and the occasional messages from the townspeople of Regram Town.
A warm invitation to taste their home-cooked food... Several months after leaving his hometown, because of Sister Livia's casual words, the wanderer finally felt a little sad about separation.
The nun chose a slightly flat place under a big cedar tree, spread out the light blue plaid tablecloth covering the bamboo basket, and then took out the cream mushroom stew and fresh yokan in the basket. The boss lady also prepared it thoughtfully
They bought wooden spoons and wooden bowls. Everyone sat around under the tree, tasting the craftsmanship of the landlady, and listening to Sister Livia tell what happened on Yunjing Kong Island during their absence in the past few days.
Basically, it is no different from usual times. Olvera concentrates on creation and occasionally takes care of the violets she planted, but never waits for them to bloom; Ieta stays in the windmill tower all day long, using a telescope to peek at everyone's faces.
Life seems to have awakened a huge hobby; Rorona stays behind closed doors and concentrates on studying her new product. Since it is a business commissioned by Ringer, no one disturbs her. Occasionally, she can be seen in the hotel kitchen late at night.
Alice is still noisy, and without the restraints of Ringer and Saint Charlia, she goes too far, making everyone miserable; but the righteous pirate lady Gloria in the middle comes out to uphold justice and
He challenged her to a duel in a pirate style and killed Alice with one shot, bringing precious peace to everyone.
Ringer also asked about his sister's current situation, worried that in his absence, Metien might be affected by external factors and become a bad boy. However, this worry was obviously unnecessary, Sister Livia told her with certainty
Ringer, Metien is very well-behaved. She eats and sleeps on time every day, and completes her homework well. She is still doing homework in Tianxin Church at the moment. With such a self-disciplined sister, what do you have to worry about?
But what young people are worried about are those external factors, such as the little pink-haired girl’s friends, Xie Mi and Leticia, who have a hard time learning and are easy to learn bad. Are they as well-behaved as Metien? What’s more, there is no Livia.
Under the supervision of the nun, will those two guys stay and do their homework obediently? Maybe they have already fallen in with Alice!
"No." Sister Livia heard this and smiled lightly: "Because before I left, I entrusted Her Majesty the Countess to take care of them for me."
Then I'm afraid they have little chance of learning bad things.
Ringer was completely relieved.
Sister Livia chatted with a few people for a while, and after making sure they had no other needs, she was about to say goodbye, but the young man stopped her and told her not to leave in a hurry, but to wait a little longer, because——
"I need your help with something, Miss Livia."
"Oh? What's the matter?" Sister Livia was a little surprised, and at the same time a little embarrassed: "If it is about surveying and mapping star maps, please forgive me for my incompetence, because I have not learned this knowledge."
Sister Livia grew up in a poor family and was unable to afford school fees. Later, although she became a Holy Son of the True Spirit sect, she was able to enter the choir of St. Anville Cross Church to study, but she only learned religious classics and consecrated hymns. In terms of
She may be an expert in theology and religious studies; but in science, literature or art, she is completely semi-illiterate, still at the level of "hearing about it but not understanding it".
Well, despite this, she is still considered a highly educated person on Cloud Whale Sky Island. She still has a theology certificate, just like Miss Siesta got herself a bartender qualification certificate through some way.
Belongs to professional expertise.
Above, there are old ladies like Countess Neville and the landlady Shesta... ahem, elderly people with rich knowledge and experience. Their knowledge level can no longer be measured by academic qualifications and certificates; below,
They are the type like Metien, Ietta or Gloria, who have some knowledge in the field they are good at, but their knowledge is only on paper and their level is erratic.
By the way, Olvera and Alice are two exceptions.
The former is extraneous, because knowledge cannot represent her, on the contrary, she represents knowledge, and the latter is purely because everyone cannot see through her. It would be a bit contrary to say that she is educated; it is a bit contrary to say that she is uneducated, but sometimes it can
Some strange and bizarre knowledge has emerged, so I can only comment on it.
It seems that I have gone off track, so let’s get back to the topic.
"It has nothing to do with that matter." After hearing Sister Livia's concerns, Ringer explained: "We just want you to meet someone."
"Meeting someone?"
Sister Livia was thoughtful. In this cold winter and snowy moon, in the barren mountains and mountains, apart from strangers like Linge, only the Wusu tribe is still active in the Osor Mountains. The people on Yunjingkong Island,
Sister Livia has been seen before, and there is definitely no need for special introduction. Therefore, the person Mr. Ringer wants him to meet should be the mountain people of the Wusu tribe.
As for the reason... I heard that the mountain people here believe in the ancestor of the mountains, the origin of the Great Abyss, and the protector of the Three Valleys: the Mountain Father. Although the Mountain Guards have not been established for a long time, they are animistic.
The orthodox branch recognized by the system has a close relationship with the saint. Could it be for this reason?
But last time, when Mr. Linge and others visited the Wusu tribe, didn't they reach an agreement with them? What else do you need to do now?
Sister Livia's heart was full of confusion, but she didn't say anything. She just nodded lightly to express her understanding. Ringer did not give a more detailed explanation, because whether it was as he suspected, he would wait until Livia saw Songta
Ya knew that she should be the most qualified person to make a judgment on this matter - previously, when Songtaya was caught on the Cloud Whale Sky Island, Sister Livia was doing her daily prayers in the Tianxin Church.