They didn't play too late. After repeatedly confirming tomorrow's itinerary with the guests, the tour guide Enpei also said goodbye. Before walking off the platform, he stayed for a while and said goodbye to Moira who was slowly walking over.

Which of the people in the team is the most important? As an experienced tour guide, of course, he cannot not see it.

"Your shawl is so beautiful!" He waved his hand exaggeratedly, complimenting, "I must have been blind during the day and didn't see such gorgeous patterns!"

The golden patterns on the shawl are actually not gorgeous, after all, only one along the edge. But in the night, the circle of patterns shines slightly like burning flames, and they are indeed very eye-catching.

"This is not something you can see at any time," Moira replied with a smile in a slightly awkward Bretan.

"I understand, I understand." Enpei made a sudden realization, "Magic, is it?"

It’s no secret that people on the Unicorn can do magic. But no one can tell how much magic they are showing, and whether that magic is real "magic" or something mysterious.

"I thought you didn't believe in magic." Moira smiled slightly, not admitting or denying it.

"The Britanns nowadays don't believe it." Enpei admitted, "but look—"

He pointed to the dark ruins in the night, a bit ghostly.

"Our ancestors also believed in many gods," he said. "We also have all kinds of magical magic in our legend, Madam... If you want to hear it, I would like to tell you."

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The next morning, they set out towards the Pearl Falls.

Most tourists will visit the Temple of Singa first, after all, it is the most famous and closest attraction. However, Enpei said that the temple can be visited at any time, and the Pearl Falls are the most beautiful in the morning sun. This will also avoid the crowds, so as not to be crowded with other tourists, and you can only see a single head wherever you look.

The crew agreed deeply, especially among them there was a dragon that hated squeezing around with people. Although the cold air radiated around him was enough to make any race retreat, it was too tiring to be worried in his cold sight when he came out to play.

It’s rare that he has been a little gentler these days... Tais is right, the little sweetheart is so warm!

The warm sweetheart was panting and he reached out to someone to hug him without hesitation - he would never show off at this time, even if Nana was laughed at by her hard laugh, she would calm down on the ground without changing her complexion.

Besides, Nana has no right to laugh at him, and she will not fly for long before she will suffocate back to Is' shoulders.

But Xiaolong was not ashamed at all. She couldn't speak in front of outsiders, so now she was just a cute little pet. If the little pet couldn't fly, he wanted his owner to hug him. That was not a matter of course!

The scenery of Mount Xinjia is indeed beautiful. The peaks are steep, but the flowers and trees in the valley are lush. Although it is a dry season, the streams are still gurgling in the mountain streams, which have not dried up, but only appear lively and soft. The humid air makes every blade of grass green and verdant. A tree called Yinshuang is blooming with tiny white flowers. The wind blows like snow in the sky, suffocating people's heads and faces.

The Pearl Waterfall is just like its name. A row of thin water flows overflow from a high lake. The two rising suns shine on the splashing crystal water droplets from different angles, like countless pearls rolling down.

No matter how beautiful a waterfall is, it can't be seen for long. An ancient village near the waterfall is also one of the attractions recommended by the tour guide. The crew went in and took a walk around, but it felt... it was a bit hard to describe.

This village is said to have a history of more than a thousand years. Because it is too remote, it has maintained an ancient lifestyle in the era when Yuanxing Technology civilization was the most powerful. After being discovered more than 600 years ago, it was regarded as a "ancient civilization sample that needs protection" and is not allowed to change too much.

When Yuanxing was abandoned, the people living here persisted... and were discovered again.

The villagers looked dull and busy, and turned a blind eye to outsiders. The tour guide said that in order to "show the most authentic and primitive appearance", tourists cannot communicate with the villagers, but Moila felt that these people probably didn't want to communicate at all... they didn't want their homes and their lives to become "attractions" for people to come and go.

They just couldn't resist.

Tourists can even walk into the villagers' homes without their permission, and of course, they cannot touch anything.

Two crew members were curious for a moment and ran into a family home for a while. When they came out, their faces turned blue.

The musty smell of room was dark, and an old man sat silently by the window, without even moving his eyes as they walked by, like a wax figure, an ancient ghost... Or, they were walking by tiptoeing, the wandering souls that people here could not see at all.

Because the tour guide did not accompany them to stroll, and soon went out to sit and rest in the tavern at the entrance of the village. When he saw Moira and the others coming out, Enpei was a little surprised - they came out too quickly.

Most tourists are very interested in the "ancient civilization" in this village. They will stay for a long time and take many photos with great enthusiasm... But his team of guests have always been easy to get along with, but they are obviously not very happy at this moment.

He quickly came forward and asked carefully if they had any conflicts with the villagers.

This kind of thing rarely happens. After all, it is difficult to have any conflicts without communication. Most of the tourists who come here are quite abide by the rules.

Moira didn't say anything, just said she felt a little tired. She was obviously the most noble one in this team. She didn't want to continue, so of course the others had to come out.

This is reasonable, but Enpei is still a little uneasy.

Before he wanted to tell a joke or something to revitalize the atmosphere, the tall young man who didn't like to talk suddenly asked, "What is the small stone statue they placed by the pool?"

Enpei breathed a sigh of relief - as long as there is a topic!

"That's God of Singa!" he said, "He was originally a God of Water, but later evolved into the main god... Even after most of the Bretans no longer believed in any gods, many people were used to putting a small statue of God of Singa by the pool..."

He began to tell the ancient gods and customs. Although he originally planned to tell the stories to the guests when visiting the temple, it was fine to say a few in advance.

As an experienced tour guide, there are still many stories in his belly.

Moira lowered her head thoughtfully. She remembered the small stone statues - like a bearded old man with a cane, and they were completely different from the water god Nie, who was believed in by the Yaoxing Realm.

But "Singa" and "Shui", as well as Is' sudden problems... made her involuntarily think of something else.

But that is a myth that has been thousands of years ago. How many real shadows can there be? Even the Breton scholars themselves cannot explain clearly.

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When visiting the temple in the afternoon, Is obviously became more interested - although it was probably difficult for outsiders to see.

He kept following the tour guide, making the tour guide a little nervous, fearing that he had said something wrong.

The entire ruins are surrounded by ancient stone walls half a man high, and look more like a small city. It is said that during his heyday, many gods and people who serve them were indeed not much different from a city.

The stone walls have been renovated and reinforced, but they look good, but the temple has been severely damaged. Many buildings have only foundations or short wall bases. Those that are still standing still have winding roots wrapped in moss-covered stone bricks and statues. Cracks of all sizes spread like spider webs, looking crumbling.

"Although it looks dangerous, they won't fall." Enpei said with certainty, "This is also a miracle...at least the locals believe it."

The temple is very large and there are many places that can be penetrated, like a maze. Under the sun, it does not look as gloomy as the night, but it no longer has any sacred feeling. It only exudes a heavy sense of history in the simplicity and decadence.

Willie loved to listen to stories, but he started to feel drowsy all the time. Nana's interest in "hide and seek" has long been higher than that of the gods with strange names and seemingly sick minds. She was not allowed to fly around herself. The whole dragon collapsed on Ice's shoulder listlessly.

"...Go and play by yourself." Iss was very merciful, "Don't run too far."

Nana jumped up instantly and crashed into Willie's arms.

"Jiji!" she shouted.

"Okay," Willie said, "but you can't cheat!"

He is just an ordinary child who knows how to do magic!

Even if they were letting them play on their own, it would be impossible for no one to watch—Tais ran away happily with the two children.

Is himself walked away in a short while. The poor tour guide was already dry and the story he told... was actually useless.

The Xinjia God in his mouth has been shaped by many years by many people or unintentionally, and his image and personality have changed again and again. He is warm and violent, cunning and suspicious, and he cannot hear any familiar feeling.

Maybe... he was thinking too much.

He walked alone through the ancient halls, looking at the gods and believers carved on the rocks, whose faces were blurred by a long time, carefully searching and distinguishing every incomplete symbol and text, and studying the entangled patterns...

He still refused to give up.

Perhaps you can find more in the library in Xinggang?

He thought, and simply sent a message to Norway.
Chapter completed!