Chapter 521: Vow to dry up the Erhai Sea, unwilling to see the stone snails

Both Sanzhan and Miss Long were in tears.

Although Sanzhan has not read many books, people with strong artistic talent must be sentimental, so he was fascinated by the stories He Huan told and admired him even more.

The tourists asked the people on the island and felt that it was difficult for Wangfuyun to blow out the stone snails, so after a while, most of the tourists left the island.

The cruise ship whistled away, and the Luo Tsuen Peninsula returned to tranquility. There were only a few tourists in twos and threes, slowly visiting, waiting for the moment when Princess A Feng and Aaron met.

Long Teng held He Huan's hand, "Why is the hunter also called Aaron?"

He Huan looked at her and smiled, "Dali people can't live without dragons! Princess A Feng is also called Princess Baihua. Dali people give everything they love to the hero and heroine."

Long Teng looked at him with crooked eyes.

After enjoying the view of the sea and sky from Tianjing Pavilion, several people climbed up to Luoquan Pagoda. The sapphire Erhai Lake, the fiery red metasequoia on the seaside, the three pagodas under the blue sky, the ancient city, and the eighteen peaks of Cangshan Mountain were like a picture scroll, slowly unfolding, all in.

eye.

Cangshan Mountain, which is usually covered with thick quilts, can be seen at a glance. There is only a Wangfu Cloud connected with the snow on the top of Cangshan Mountain. It is impossible to tell which one is whiter.

The three of them watched for a long time, then walked to the back, where the Yuan Mountain meandered towards the sea, forming a deserted land surrounded by the sea on three sides.

No matter which angle you look at, Dali is always so beautiful.

But most people only know a sea of ​​flowers and a white table, which is such a pity!

"It's very deserted here now. In the past, there were no roads or bridges. This was the post station for Tibetan Buddhists to pay homage to Jizu Mountain. Then we went to Dase, then through Muxiangping, we arrived at the Golden Summit."

Long Teng looked around and saw that the mountains and rivers were connected and far away.

"There are temples everywhere in Dali, and this place was originally a Tantric temple. During the Nanzhao period in Dali, Tantric Buddhism was prevalent. It was only when the Central Plains came to Yunzhou in the Ming and Qing Dynasties that Han Buddhism flourished."

Three lamps listened obediently.

He Huan looked at them. With two introverts, He Huan seemed to be the only one who could speak loudly, so he shut up and concentrated on admiring the scenery and taking pictures.

A few people came down to the mountain gate of Luoquan Temple. The clouds looking at their husbands had gradually lengthened, and the shining white clouds gradually turned black, as if an angry princess was asking Master Luoquan for her husband.

He Huan said excitedly: "She's here and she's going to change!"

The fairy looked up at him in horror and shrank into his clothes.

The clouds stretched longer and longer, stretching from Yuju Peak to Haidong. The entire sky became her stage alone, with only the howling of the wind and the whimpering of the waves responding to her.

The waves crashed against the rocks riddled with holes at the foot of the cliff in front of Luo Tsuen Temple, making a sharp roar.

The White Flower Princess, with her hair disheveled and her black robe flying, set off huge waves in the Erhai Lake at the moment when the sun was about to set.

As bright as the sun is, she is as dark as she is, and as weak as the sun is, she is as angry as she is.

Finally, the sun was oppressed by her momentum and quickly slipped down the mountain.

There is only this long dark cloud left in the sky. The sunset rising from behind the mountain paints the rolling mountain tops with a bright yellow edge, and outlines the dark and clear outline of the Eighteen Peaks on the skyline, as does the Erhai Lake.

It was as black as ink, and no ships could be seen far or near.

Ah Feng in black robe is like a phoenix in nirvana, her black skirt is burning, the stronger the wind, the wilder the waves.

Wet water splashed onto his face, and He Huan hugged Long Teng into his arms.

Sanzhan glanced at them and silently moved to the side.

Wave after wave, in the midst of the turbulence, a hurricane opened up a huge whirlpool, and a corner of dark stone was exposed in the whirlpool.

"Ah!" the three cheered.

Ah Feng also saw her husband and couldn't wait to set off another huge wave, one after another, until the whole stone was exposed.

Several people were silent this time.

The wind and waves suddenly became gentle, swirling around the stone snail and whimpering softly.

The stone snail reflects the burning light of Wangfu Cloud, and emits a red light in the dark sea, like a red seal.

Heart to heart, they remain unchanged for thousands of years.

Long Teng suddenly turned around, his eyes reflecting the little red light in the dark night, looking at He Huan.

He Huanqing couldn't help but lowered his head and kissed her.

The three lamps moved to the side again, to the corner.

On the contrary, the fairy felt more secure and shrank her head between the two of them.

Ah Feng and Ah Long were left talking to each other, and the three of them turned and walked into the dark night, entering the brightly lit road.

My stomach was growling, so I walked into a restaurant to eat sea fish.

When we came out, Ah Feng had disappeared. Only half of the moon hung over the Erhai Lake, turning the pitch-black Erhai Lake into dark blue again, casting a silver light all the way.

Looking at Miss Long's lonely expression, He Huan said: "A-Feng has exhausted all her energy and went back to practice. She will come back to see her Aaron next winter."

Miss Long was told that she was crying, and He Huan quickly held her face and wiped her tears.

I was so confused that I didn't know where to look. I asked myself why I wanted to stay?

Is Dali beautiful? Very beautiful!

Does Dali hurt people? It hurts and kills people!

After strolling along the Erhai Lake for a while, the three of them reluctantly took a taxi. Back at the hotel, He Huan took Sanzhan's room card, and the waiter smiled and said that the luggage had been delivered to the room.

Looking at this garden-palace-like room, Dou Sanzhan was stunned, not daring to move anything.

He Huan smiled and said: "Take your dabia and follow me."

Sanzhan took out dabia from the bag, followed them to their courtyard, played dabia, and upon hearing this familiar melody, He Huan sang "Nu Serenade".

As soon as Sanzhan picked up Dabia, he changed into a different person. He looked relaxed, smiled broadly, and sang along with He Huan.

Long Teng hugged the fairy and sat on the swing, mesmerized.

Although I have never seen the moon over the Nu River, the moon over the Erhai Lake is right above my head.

In the blue night, even the wind is whispering softly.

Sanzhan sang "Clodanxia" again, played the dabia, sang it once in Dulong language and once in Chinese.

Long Teng even cried.

He Huan also burst into tears, "Sanzhan, you are so awesome! You learn so quickly and sing so well, the elf will be so happy! It's a pity that this theme song has to wait for Teacher Chen's movie! Let's listen to it now

Arrived, so lucky!”

Although Sanzhan is still a little shy, he is still smiling. He is indeed talented in music.

"It will probably be difficult for Sanzhan to hold such a solo concert for us in the future!"

Sanzhan smiled and said: "You can do it at any time! I take Dabia with me. I watched the variety show preview on my sister's phone. You are so good at matching the songs!"

He Huan also laughed, not being so self-effacing.

Long Teng looked at them, what a talented and shining young man!

He Huan sat next to Miss Long and held her in his arms to listen together.

Sanzhan looked at them, forget it, got used to it, and continued to give them a two-person concert, speaking in angry and Lisu languages.

After listening for a while, He Huan's mouth felt itchy again, so those who could sing also sang with him.

Those who can’t sing can sing Chinese songs, as well as Bai, Yi, Jingpo, Naxi, Mosuo, Hani...

He could play two songs from almost every ethnic group, which shocked San Zhan. They admired him greatly and were not willing to be outdone.

Either sing together, or you finish singing and I come on stage. The two of them have the momentum of singing together, and they also meet their opponents and cherish each other.

A group of waiters came to the highway to listen to the wall.

Inside the wall, the dragon girl and the fairy sat happily on the swing watching the two handsome guys singing.

I drank again when my mouth was dry. It was my first time to drink red wine. I was not used to it after three glasses, and I got drunk quickly.

He Huan sent him back to his room to rest. When he opened the door, a group of waiters on the highway shouted: "The singing was great!"

The laughter and laughter dispersed in a hurry, and He Huan couldn't laugh or cry. If he had known they were outside, he would have invited them in to listen!

After sending three bottles back to the room, He Huan taught him how to use those things, "If you drink wine, don't take a bath today. You can take a bath tomorrow morning. Anyway, Spring City is very close, so you can go later. I'll find someone to take you there."

"Um."

Back in the room, Long Teng was still sitting on the swing. He Huan sat next to her, and Long Teng leaned on his shoulder. "I originally hated socializing, especially with strangers. But I found that your friends are so cute."

He Huan turned to look at her and touched her hair, "Yes! My girlfriend is the cutest!"

Long Teng turned to look at him, "Really? Aren't people who don't understand Chinese but speak Chinese to you all day cuter?"

He Huan was stunned for a moment, and then he remembered that when Zhi Ziluo was singing, he lied to her about not knowing Chinese.

He Huan smiled and said, "Didn't you just say you missed me? Didn't you kiss me in front of him today?"

"Did I kiss you? Did I kiss you? Did I kiss you?"

He Huan held her soft little fist, pressed it on the swing and kissed her.
To be continued...