Chapter 179

The legend about the bird of paradise in the past is very beautiful. In fact, it's just a beautiful bird. But today's Ivar world is an extraordinary world. In the past, ordinary things seem to be covered with a layer of colorful and fantastic glass, which contains countless possibilities.

Lorraine Hill told the night spirit the beautiful story in his memory, and some of the students nearby were quietly listening.

I don't know when, she was the only voice on the magic guide locomotive. In the ethereal and distant voice, the beautiful legend clearly spread to everyone's ears.

The fallen leaves in the mountains are scattered on the side of the road. Because it rained some time ago, you can occasionally see small puddles on the road. The shallow puddles may not even be able to submerge the sole of your shoes. However, the quiet water reflects the blue sky. With the fragrance of trees and grass in the mountains, it brings you a kind of refreshing and comfortable feeling.

After lorenthal told the story, the car slowly recovered to a slight noise. The students talked in a low voice, looking at the scenery outside the window. Occasionally, there were teenagers and girls who secretly glanced at the opposite sex they admired.

In this way, in the forest wind among the mountains, the magic island locomotive turns around a big hill. Finally, a sapphire like lake appears in front of people's eyes. Beside the lake, there are white and cyan stone brick walled cities. Most of its buildings are on land, and some of them are submerged in water. Among them, there is a white stone tower with its lower part standing directly in the lake, and only a section of air bridge connects it with the main body.

On the whole, due to the large area of the lake, this tall town is not very big, and it does not destroy the tranquility of the lake.

"Here, this is the lakeside town, one of the four universities."

The accompanying teacher said, and then the magic locomotive stopped on a lawn outside the town, and the students began to get off in order.

The village beside the lake is quieter than the central school building. When you approach, you can see the stone walls and green moss on the stone walls. Occasionally, some vines wind around the stone pillars of the gate and corridor, adding an ancient beauty to the building.

Some senior students walk through the corridor and the walled city. Some of them are wearing black and red uniforms, some are wearing dark green and black uniforms, and there is a badge on their chest. On the red background, there are blue lakes and white castles.

Some of these senior students are holding textbooks and notes in their hands. Some of them have just fallen from the sky. They don't know where they have finished their lessons and just come back. Occasionally, they talk to each other and separate from each other.

A group of people from Lorraine Hill went through the passageways inside the castle, turned the small courtyards and rooms inside, and came to a restaurant near the water.

"This is the Lake Restaurant of Chengzhai college. It's noon. Everyone is hungry."

After the teacher let the students a table of 7-8, sit down and have a rest, after that, there will be some special food of Chengzhai college.

They were sitting at the same table in their dorm and boumansa's dorm. It was close to the lake. There was only a wooden fence and a few meters away from the clear water of the lake.

Compared with the spacious restaurant of the central school building, the restaurant of Chengzhai college is much smaller, and it is also distributed in many places, with different customs and characteristics. What they are staying in now is the "restaurant on the lake".

While waiting for dinner, some students feel a little bored and put their hands into the water. There are bursts of chill from the green and transparent lake water, which shocked many freshmen. Although they have entered the new year, the snow in some corners of the forest has not yet melted, and there may still be winter ice in the silent lake water.

After sitting for a while, lunch was served, and the fragrance of a kind of food gradually permeated the dining room.

"What's this? It's delicious. It's crispy."

Alina scooped out a spoonful of white diced meat with a little red side dishes.

"It should be lotus root."

Lorraine hill is also curious to eat a spoonful, slightly sour taste, very crisp, immediately and the memory of the mind corresponding.

"Night spirit, is this very common in the east?"

Lorraine Hill asked the girl next to her body curiously. She had two off white ponytails, white and light pink decorations at her hair knot, and her feet in white stockings were still a little away from the ground. She swayed gently under the seat, revealing a slightly lovely atmosphere.

"Yes, grandma occasionally uses this to make soup with ribs." The night spirit looked at the lotus root Ding and answered softly.

"That sounds great." Lily also praised that she came from yubeire, the capital of the former Vilga League. She had eaten a lot of delicious food at home since childhood, but this kind of food is still rare in the East.

"Does it grow in the ground? I'll go back to my hometown and plant some later. " Allena guessed.

"Well, it does grow in the soil, but I guess you can't grow it." Letis shakes the folding fan in front of her and comments maliciously on Alena's idea.

"I raised a lot of flowers when I was a child. It's no problem to plant a small plant. It's lettiss. She's the eldest lady, and she's never been in touch with farm work. " Alina's dissatisfied response.

"This..." Lolan Hill listened to Alina's "bold words", a little bit want to laugh, but still explained to her.

"Although lotus root grows in the soil, it should actually be in the soil at the bottom of fresh water. What we eat is its root, its stem and stem are in the water, and its leaves and flowers are on the water."

"Well, it sounds complicated."

After all, her hometown is in the southern islands. Although there is plenty of sea water, there is less fresh water. It's too luxurious to grow lotus roots.

While eating lunch, a few people chatted and compared the food of Chengzhai college. Compared with the central school building, the taste here is fresher. Lotus root, vegetables, fresh water fish and fruits are the most popular food, while other mammals have less meat and less oil. The practice is Oriental, with cooking, frying, steaming and mixing as the main methods, without frying and barbecue.

"Look at the opposite side!"

"What“

"It's amazing“

On the other side of the lake, hundreds of meters away, two figures crisscross the lake, one in white and the other in red. The cold sword light brings up the water like silk thread, and the rapidly changing figures leave residual shadows in the field of vision.

"That's the competition among senior students. It's so fast that I can't see clearly." The students next to them screamed in surprise, while the competition on the opposite side gradually entered the white hot stage.

"You Dao, your sword is not as fast as before, ha ha ha."

A young man with short black hair was wearing a red dress, and his sword was flying in the air like a gray light curtain. The sound of metal and iron fighting came from the air. He laughed and waved the sword in his hand. With the magic of crimson covering the sword body and body, the speed became faster and faster. Where he stepped on the water, it was like rain, and there were continuous slight ripples, colorful and broken.

Different from the red figure, this senior young man in white has a small range of activities. His figure seems to move, turn and dodge in an invisible circle. His opponent's red figure is like a light background color covering the white circle. At the junction of red and white, there are constantly small sparks of sword edge attack.

"Yes, but I feel stronger."

The Oriental Youth, known as Youdao, said with great interest, not irritated. They are friends who have known each other for a long time, and they have known each other's speaking style for a long time.

The silver water like sword body swings a huge arc in the air, and the water on the sword is shaken open, forming tiny water drops and flying around. As the tip of the sword passed through the air, several streams of water rose from the lake under his feet, blocking the opponent's dodging space like a silver line, and finally forcing him to retreat until he was chopped off by the sword.

"I give up."

Looking at the thin sword in his hand has fallen into the water, the young man with short black hair resolutely admits defeat, but some of the water lines extend along the direction of the fight and fly towards the restaurant on the lake opposite.

"No way."