Omniscient and Almighty

Chapter 713

Dali.

Xiaguan wind, Shangguan flowers, Cangshan snow, Erhai moon.

The ancient city of Dali at night is neither exquisite nor unique, but it is full of fireworks in the world.Under the city gate with lanterns hanging high, Xu Guangling took the first photo of Shen Xin's trip.

In the camera, a girl in a blue Hanfu puts her hands in front of her body, stands like a lady, and smiles restrainedly.

It seems that it is also a fairy.

Although she hasn't even touched the edge of "immortal".

"Wow, it's so clear!" Maybe it was the night, or maybe it was the lights, which made Shen Xin escape a little more. When she left the camera, she seemed to be a different person in an instant.

In fact, it is not only clear, but also can be described as "clear".

The air in the south is cleaner, but it’s just cleaner. That’s not the reason why mobile phone photography can be so clear.The real reason, of course, is because a great master is here.

On the contrary, it is from the surroundings, whether far or near, by others, or secretly, or just slightly concealed, and put on the two of them.

Whether it is from a camera or a mobile phone, there is only one effect.

"Smoke cage cold water moon cage gauze."

"Lost in the fog, and crossed in the maze of the moon."

"It seems as if the moon is covered by light clouds, and the snow flutters like the flowing wind."

In fact, this is just to appear "normal".

If you go one step further, nothing will be captured in the lens.Human eyes will see two people standing there, but in the camera, there will be nothing there.

Erhai Lake.

In the evening, the rising moon shines on the deep blue and clear water.

On the small boat, Xu Guangling stood with his hands behind his back, and Shen Xin sat in it, and the small boat, without wind, waves, or oars, slowly swam on the sea by itself.

Xu Guangling condenses water to make a flute, playing it without tone and tone, believing in "meaning".

The water flute, three feet square across the front of the boat, sounds either high and far like a flute, or quiet like a flute, or low and hoarse like a xun, or has a tone that Shen Xin can't recognize at all after hundreds of turns.

And she soon became intoxicated in the music, her body was fixed on the sea, and her heart felt like it was on the sea.

Intentionally melodious, with the sea water, sinking or floating, the moonlight shines, the water and the sky are the same color.

Lugu Lake.

The winter here is still very gentle.

On the days when the Northland may be covered with heavy snow, the wind here is still light and the flowers are long.

But the most worth mentioning, of course, is its Caohai, where Shen Xin met a few temporary friends and had a great time.

Yuxi, Fuxian Lake.

Xu Guangling revisited his hometown.

This is a very meaningful place for him, or rather, a decisive significance.

Xu Guangling took Shen Xin to Xiaogu Mountain, but in fact, there was nothing to see.

Xu Guangling had a conversation with Jiantianjing.

It's a pity that this guy doesn't understand fun, and he doesn't have the enthusiasm and excitement of "talking over a glass of wine".

Spring City, Wuhua Park.

It's another year when the "geese" come.

A large number of seagulls gather and hover over several lakes. Similarly, a large number of tourists come here to watch. The bread bought from the staff is sprinkled on the lake from time to time. Some tourists are more enthusiastic about feeding the seagulls with bread and taking pictures by the way. .

There are those who are more interested, put the bread in their mouths, raise their heads to the sky, and wait for the gulls to peck.

Seagulls are not afraid of people, but they also maintain basic vigilance.

A large number of tourists gather on the southwest side, while other places are relatively clean.

In a secluded corner, Shen Xin was standing by the bluestone fence, Xu Guangling stretched out his hand, and immediately, one, two, three, four, five, and even dozens of seagulls surrounded her head, circling in a circle, from From near to far, from gathering to dispersing, gradually falling on the lake again.

Xu Guangling also took another photo of her here.

Laughter and laughter everywhere, floating in this not very big park.

But under the peace, there is still a trace of ominous peace.

Xiaozhulin Island, on the side of the lake near the lake, in the shadow of the bamboo forest, an obvious stray cat, like an experienced hunter, caught a seagull resting by the lake in one leap.

After one winter, I don't know how many of these seagulls will be unable to return to their hometown.

Back in Spring City, Xu Guangling visited the park, visited the school, stopped in front of the library, and looked at Dianchi Lake.

This time, under the mirror of Jiantian, he took Shen Xin to the botanical garden.

In the main garden of the botanical garden, there is a long avenue of sweetgum, old or new maple trees on both sides, most of the red leaves have withered, but there is still a lingering charm.

Under the tall and big maple trees, on the spacious and clean avenue, Shen Xin walked with strides, shaking her hands, her figure was as light as a cloud.

The auxiliary garden of the botanical garden can also be called the camellia garden. All kinds of camellias are in full bloom, and some varieties are in full bloom. It seems that the whole body is covered with big red flowers.

On the whole, it really deserves the word, "Bright as clouds".

Many varieties of camellia.

However, the flowers are similar and the trees are similar.

Thousands of kinds of camellias gave Shen Xin the feeling that they were about the same as two or three kinds, so she complained to Xu Guangling.

Xu Guangling laughed.

If it was before, he would also be dizzy when he came here.

This is much more difficult than identifying those bamboos.

I don't know if there are any experts who specialize in camellia. If there is, it is probably because the camellia grows red, and the hair of the experts is gray early.

But for Xu Guangling today, any slight difference can be magnified into a world of difference, so in his eyes, no matter how similar the breed is, it is only "similar".

Adjacent to the botanical garden, just a few steps away, is a park called Heilongtan.

The park is built on the mountain.

A big back mountain beyond ordinary people's imagination, quite clean.

If he had studied under the two old men back then, if he had been in this city when he first started, Xu Guangling would have changed his daily training location to the back mountain here.

But now, where he himself is, is the spiritual realm, and he has nothing to ask for from the external environment.

In other words, any natural environment on this earth does not meet his requirements.

Ruili.

Out of here, it is Myanmar. As a border area, as a small town at the junction of the two countries, it has a unique style different from that of the mainland.

But what is more widely known here is probably its jade market.

In other words, betting on stones.

Xu Guangling asked Shen Xin to buy a stone for 5000 yuan.

"Teacher, is there any emerald in it?" Leaving the booth, Shen Xin curiously weighed the small stone in her hand and asked.

It's not very big, but it's about the size of three or four of her palms, and it's flat, weighing more than [-] kilograms.And she held it in her hand, as if she was holding a small hollow table tennis ball, which attracted the attention of passers-by.

Of course, this is not the only reason for looking sideways.

"Red Fei, the texture is not bad, do you want a bracelet or a statue?"

There were already eight statues, but Shen Xin rolled his eyes for a while, and still chose the statue.

After a long while, at the corner of the street, at the place where people are behind.

"Hiss!" Shen Xin felt like her tongue was frozen after eating ice cream.

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