Mechanical Alchemist Chapter 260: I will bite you to death

There are only two humans in the Emerald Holy Land, and they still know each other.

Katyusha naturally followed Su Lun.

The three of them wandered around the village and chatted.

Not long after, the sun set in the west and the sky was filled with red clouds.

The tribesmen lit blazing bonfires by the river, fruits and vegetables piled up in mountains, and the aroma of barbecue filled the air.

The people of the Daru tribe sang and danced to welcome the two human friends of the Daru tribe.

However, because of Su Lunqi's seniority, except for a few polite words with Granny Wolf, the head of the Deer Clan, none of the elders or juniors could talk to her... Occasionally, those who did come had to pay a big courtesy.

It was too grand and made Su Lun feel uncomfortable.

Katyusha's situation is similar.

Although she is regarded as a friend of the Daru tribe, she doesn’t know anyone here.

They happened to be sitting together, with Yuta on the left of Su Lun and Katyusha on the right.

Perhaps seeing Su Lun's restraint, the deer chief and the elders didn't do much to help. They just said a few polite words, and the rest gave the young people space to communicate on their own.

The wooden table was covered with fruits that are special products of the Holy Land. There were probably dozens of varieties, many of which Su Lun had never seen before.

Not only him, but even Katyusha, a noble lady, has never eaten it. She chewed it slowly but also enjoyed it.

Occasionally, Yuta would thoughtfully pick out a few big ones, skin them and hand them over. Su Lun was just a rough guy. It was not like a noble lady who had to worry about how she looked, so he would just eat them with big mouthfuls, juices flowing across them.

Katyusha is an acquaintance, and she soon became familiar with Yuta.

The three of them can also be very happy and chat endlessly.

Katyusha taught Su Lun and Yuta a lot of anecdotes about the top aristocratic circles in Luying,

Jutta told them many stories about the forest,

Su Lun felt that he had been fighting and killing all his time in time travel, and there seemed to be nothing to talk about.

Think about it, looking at the scarlet cloak on Katyusha, and telling a story about the magic of Little Red Riding Hood and the Big Bad Wolf, which is appropriate for the occasion.

Katyusha listened with great interest. After listening, she was very curious: "Little Red Riding Hood actually turned into a big bad wolf and ate grandma and the hunter? Wow, Mr. Sullen, your story is so strange. It shouldn't be heroic. Did the prince pass by, defeat the big bad wolf, and save Little Red Riding Hood?"

Su Lun smiled and said nothing.

As soon as she finished speaking, Katyusha suddenly saw her red cloak. Then she thought of something and looked at Su Lun faintly, "Humph, I heard it. You are implying that I will Become a big bad wolf!"

Although his tone was strange, he didn't seem to mind at all.

She grinned her white teeth, as if she had turned into a bad wolf and wanted to bite someone, and said fiercely: "Ah, when I turn into a big bad wolf, I will eat you first, Mr. Su Lun~"

After laughing, Su Lun also asked: "By the way, Miss Katyusha, didn't you say you were an astrologer? Why are you a poet again?"

Jutta on the side also sincerely praised: "The elders also said that Miss Katyusha is a very powerful poet."

"The two are not contradictory."

Katyusha blinked at him and responded: "Astrology is about deducing the changes in the laws of all things in the world, and poetry is the carrier of recording all the interesting stories in the world. Romantic love, magnificent wars, brotherly love and hatred , joys and sorrows, all kinds of things. I am an astrologer and I also like poetry."

As she spoke, she looked up at the sky, her eyes blurred, and her voice became more and more subtle, "I have had a dream since I was a child, which is to travel across the entire continent like those great troubadours, and experience all kinds of things in the world. , write the most beautiful story in the world"

The sky over the Emerald Holy Land is particularly charming.

Tonight the stars are bright and profound.

After listening to her words, Su Lun said casually, "Isn't it easy for Miss Katyusha to realize such a dream?"

A young lady from a noble family can choose her own path.

Don’t worry about making a living, you can just be a poet.

Hearing this, Katyusha didn't know what she thought of, and the luster in her crystal eyes dimmed a little, "That's not true."

She did not answer the question directly, but murmured: "I can only write my dreams in stories. There was a little girl like an ugly duckling, who looked ordinary. She was innocent, liked poetry, and loved poetry. All good things, in the final ending of the story, she will definitely become a great poet."

As Su Lun listened, his eyes looked a little strange.

Isn’t she herself in the story?

Small freckles, big braids, and not too luxuriously dressed. If she didn't show off her wealth and well-educated behavior from time to time, she didn't look like a young lady from a top aristocratic family.

When they talked about writing stories, Su Lun felt that if he wrote a story, he would never write a mediocre protagonist like Katyusha said.

In his story, the protagonist must be handsome.

Otherwise, you won’t be able to bring it in yourself.

The key is that readers can’t even bring him in with his handsomeness

The three of them chatted away from each other.

Su Lun also asked Katyusha about the origin of the short spear. She said it was a family collection and had a history of many years.

I heard that it was found in the belly of a strange fish fished out of the sea by fishermen.

She also said that there are many such strange and unknown things in her home collection room.

She also enthusiastically invited Suellen to visit her family's castle sometime.

After hearing those words, Su Lun realized that Katyusha was definitely a very top noble.

But he was also curious. There were only a few nobles with the hereditary title of Duke and Marquis in Lu Ying. Which family did she belong to?

The dinner was going on, and while they were chatting, the crowd became noisy.

Seven or eight sturdy Daru people suddenly came over carrying a large square wooden box.

Jutta said excitedly: "Look, that's [Shixian Mead]!"

Su Lun naturally saw it at a glance. There was actually a seal on the big wooden box?

It sounded like wine, and he was also curious as to what kind of wine could be worthy of such treatment.

Katyusha on the side has obviously heard of it, and is full of expectations: "It is recorded in ancient books that it is said that the [Poetry Fairy Mead] can bring inspiration to poets?"

Yuta nodded: "Yes! It is brewed from the spring water of the Holy Lake and the nectar of the sacred tree. It needs to be stored in the cellar for many years before it can be finished. Only in very important sacrifices will the cellar be opened and some taken out. I Growing up, I only heard about it from my elders and never drank it."

Obviously, this is to entertain "those who keep the oath".

Katyusha was also very smart. She guessed what she was talking about and blinked: "The patriarch said before that he would give me some when I leave. I didn't expect that thanks to Mr. Tosu Lun, I drank it in advance."

"Haha."

Su Lun also felt that he was thanks to Mr. Jing

A sealed wooden box was opened, and inside was a huge clay pot.

The deer chief personally opened the mud seal, and a strong aroma of fruity wine hit his face, instantly filling the entire river bend.

Even though Su Lun was not good at wine, smelling the smell aroused the craving for a taste in his stomach.

The mead was unsealed, and the people of the Daru tribe, led by Chief Deer, prayed and praised everything that nature had given them.

After praying, it’s time to drink.

A large glass was placed in the wine vessel made of bamboo tubes and handed to Su Lun.

Su Lun's omniscient eye took a look and was quite surprised.

【Courvasir's Poetic Mead】

Detailed explanation: In mythology, it is said that drinking the divine wine can condense the 'Poetry Godhead'; this is a incomplete formula passed down by the Daru clan. The wine is the best. After drinking, you will gain temporary understanding. The higher the drunkenness, the better It is easy to fall into a state of enlightenment; it is extremely beneficial for poetry creation inspiration;

"It really has a special effect. It can temporarily increase your understanding."

Su Lun felt that he had learned a lot again.

This is the first time he has seen wine with an amplifying effect.

Moreover, it is the most elusive thing like "comprehension".

Katyusha held the wine glass, her little face full of anticipation, "Ah~ here is the legendary wine."

Looking at the expression on this young lady’s face, you can tell that this is definitely a very, very precious thing.

Su Lun responded to the toasts of the Deer Clan Chief and the Daru Clan elders, and everyone drank together.

Then he also took a big sip.

The entrance was slightly cold, and just as I was about to taste it, a complex taste exploded in my mouth and entered my taste buds. For a moment, I seemed to taste the sweet fruity aroma and the heat of alcohol, like thousands of horses galloping. , and like a gurgling stream flowing gently. The complex layering is beyond words.

And the magic is yet to come!

The wine is very strong and makes people feel ecstatic instantly.

It was a very pleasant experience, as if what I was drinking was not wine, but a sip of the rainbow in the sky. My whole body felt like I was falling into the clouds.

It makes people feel surging emotions and want to express them.

That was the inspiration for poetry!

However, Su Lun was not very accomplished in poetry and did not drink much. That feeling flashed away in an instant.

But a magical scene immediately appeared on Katyusha.

The wine was very strong, she just took a sip, her face was instantly covered with red clouds, and her whole neck became flushed. She looked extremely shy, which made her even more charming.

However, unlike others, she actually had that magical halo condensed on her body.

Seeing this scene, not only Su Lun, but even the elders of the Daru tribe all looked sideways, with shock and approval in their eyes.

Katyusha didn't seem to notice the changes in her body. She covered her mouth and burped, "Ah, Mr. Su Lun, the aftertaste of this wine is so strong~"

Su Lun couldn't laugh or cry.

Last time in Blizzard City, he had a drink with Katyusha and knew that this girl's drinking capacity was not very good.

This wine was stronger than anything he had ever tasted before.

Moreover, this [Poetic Mead] is definitely an irresistible temptation for poets.

The higher the degree of drunkenness, the more inspiration for poetry writing springs up.

Obviously, Katyusha felt it. Although she was feeling dizzy as she spoke, she picked up the wine glass again, eager to try: "Mr. Sulen, Sister Juta, let's drink~"

Then the greedy little girl took a big gulp.

Su Lun and Yuta smiled at each other and clinked their glasses.

It was rare to drink such a good wine, and he was a little drunk.

This wine is really the best.

Furthermore, Su Lun was also surprised to find that the state after drinking made him feel unexpectedly good! Those negative emotions have unexpectedly calmed down, and I seem to be enjoying the soothing feeling of wandering in the ocean of poetry.

Su Lun couldn't stop drinking one cup after another.

After a few glasses of wine, he also felt that the creative inspiration was bursting, getting stronger and stronger.

Countless rhymes, words, and artistic conceptions, like fragments in the sky, flashed through my mind.

It’s like just picking up some and you can compose a wonderful poem.

Su Lun felt that he, a novice at poetry, was like this, but what about Katyusha, whose poetry was even praised by the head of the deer clan?

At this moment, the pretty face of this drunken girl was flushed, and her eyes were slightly tipsy.

And the milky white halo on her body became more and more intense.

While drinking, Katyusha turned her face towards the starry sky and suddenly asked: "Mr. Su Lun, can I write you into my story?"

Su Lun responded casually, "I wouldn't mind if I was the protagonist."

Hearing this, Katyusha didn't know what she thought of, and her eyebrows moved slightly.

She was drunk, but she was not conscious. A strange spirit flashed in her eyes, and she pursed her lips and smiled: "You are so greedy. But in my story, what should I do if I want to be the protagonist?"

Su Lun was also a little dizzy from drinking, and said casually: "Ah, in that story, just write a romantic love story."

Katyusha laughed heartlessly, but shook her head like a rattle, "I don't want it! Astrology tells me that I will be the brightest star in the future. The kind of love Extra things will only hinder my speed of drawing the sword!"

Su Lun looked at her book with a drunken bragging expression, remembered a passage, and said: "If you haven't experienced heart-wrenching love, how can you write a good story that makes people cry?"

Hearing this, Katyusha unexpectedly did not refute, "Hey, it seems to make sense."

She tilted her head and thought for a while, her eyes a little confused, "I will tell you later when I have figured out how to write our story."

Su Lun didn't care either: "Oh."

As I drank, my interest became more and more intense.

The more Katyusha drinks, the more she gets drunk,

Suddenly, she seemed to have caught some inspiration, and the halo around her body suddenly solidified. She said excitedly: "Wow, Mr. Su Lun, Sister Yuta, I want to read a poem to you!"

Su Lun smiled and nodded.

Youta was also a little drunk, her pretty face flushed slightly, and she said with a smile: "Okay."

However,

I thought I would just recite poetry and just listen to it.

An unexpected scene happened.

When Katyusha opened her mouth, the situation changed.

"Wind!"

She seemed to want to recite a poem praising the wind. She pondered for a long time before spitting out a word.

But as soon as he said this word, the air around him suddenly trembled, and the wind suddenly started!

The night wind flowed into his collar. Although Su Lun was feeling dizzy, his eyes suddenly froze, and he was shocked and murmured: "The words follow the law? Is poetry so powerful?"

Not only him, but the elders of the Daru tribe not far away also looked at it with frozen eyes.

Chief Deer and Grandma Wolf looked at each other and said with emotion, "What a high talent"

The breeze ruffled Katyusha's skirt, as if responding to her call.

Suddenly, Katyusha's tone became violent as she was drunk, "Strong wind!"

As soon as she said these words, a strong wind suddenly roared between heaven and earth, causing her braids to fly up and her clothes to whistle.

“Have you ever seen the face of the wind?

No one has seen it, neither you nor me;

But while the leaves are shaking,

The wind is blowing from there"

Katyusha's image is singing a beautiful ballad, and the words are floating around. The wind elf seemed to be responding to her words, running playfully and rustling in the forest and on the treetops.

The huge river bend bonfire place is filled with the pleasant sound of poetry reciting.

The **** of nature in the Daru people's belief is a **** who embodies the "poetry godhead". The romance and freedom of the troubadours are spread in their blood. Everyone at the dinner was intoxicated by the beautiful melody of Katyusha's poems.

Su Lun also realized for the first time that listening to people singing poems can be such an enjoyable experience.

It was like my soul was being massaged gently, and my whole body felt soothed.

At this time, the wind was getting stronger and stronger, but it was very gentle.

The wind spirit lifted Katyusha and slowly floated in the air.

Su Lun also felt like he was drunk and light~

No, I don’t think so.

His whole body was floating.

Wrapped and lifted up by the wind.

There is also Juta on the side.

Katyusha's eyes were blurred and she spoke with her tongue hanging out: "Mr. Su Lun, Sister Yuta, the night is very nice tonight, shall we go see the stars together?"

Juta was also immersed in the wonderful state of wine, "Okay."

Su Lun also responded.

Katyusha was delighted.

The three of them rode the wind.

After staying in the sky, Katyusha did not forget to wave to the deer patriarch on the ground, and said obediently: "Grandpa Chief, let's go see the stars~"

The deer chief smiled kindly and said: "Okay. Be careful not to fall."

A response came from afar: "We will be careful~"

Hearing this, Granny Wolf looked at the three people flying away with a smile on her face: "It's good to be young."

The three of them flew higher and higher, and the bonfire in the underground became farther and farther away, reaching the top of the canopy of the dense forest.

"There is a wooden house on the treetops to the west. When I was a child, I often climbed up to look at the stars."

In the direction of Yuta, they came to the top of a redwood tree that was dozens of meters higher than the big tree next to it.

There is a treehouse on the treetop, like a huge bird's nest, with no roof and only a few wooden boards.

Here, you can have an unobstructed view of the brilliant stars.

The three of them fell down, and Katyusha seemed to let herself go under the influence of alcohol. Her cheerful laughter echoed throughout the jungle.

The wind elves did not forget to bring them candied fruits and fine wine.

The three of them continued to exchange glasses in the treetop hut and drank a lot.

The night is charming and the air is filled with romance.

After drinking, the three of them lay there on their backs. They looked at the sky and gradually fell into a daze.

Katyusha said drunkenly: "Mr. Su Lun, you know, I have never been so happy in my life~"

"Yeah. I feel good too."

Su Lun also felt that he felt great now, as if he was lying on a cloud, and there seemed to be many more wonderful inspirations in his mind.

The feeling of traveling becomes stronger and stronger as the drunkenness rises.

Su Lun carefully comprehended this wonderful experience of "traveling in poetry".

"Mr. Su Lun, can you read a poem to me?"

"Okay. If life deceives you, don't be sad or impatient. You need to be calm in the melancholy days. Believe it, happy days will come!"

"Wow did you write this?"

"No"

""

This girl Katyusha was probably really drunk, and she didn’t have the restraint of a noble lady, so she stuck to Su Lun. She also doesn't shy away from skin-to-skin contact at all, and talks carelessly against her neck, which is very intimate.

Su Lun was blown away with hot breath in her ears and ignored her. But when he looked at the braided girl in front of him, he had the illusion that he saw a beautiful purple-haired woman. I seem to have seen it somewhere.

At this time, this girl didn't know what she was thinking of, and asked in a daze, "Sister Yuta, do you like Mr. Su Lun?"

Su Lun didn’t realize what he was saying.

I heard Juta's sleepy response, "Yeah"

As he said that, he seemed to be asleep. The two of them were very close to each other, with large areas of skin touching.

After returning to the Holy Land, Yuta changed into the clothes of the Daru tribe. The clothing made of simple animal skins is very thin, such as hot pants and sports vests, leaving large areas of skin exposed to the air. With this contact, Su Lun felt that his arm was sinking into a piece of warm, bone-eroding softness.

Su Lun himself couldn't raise his eyelids, and he probably smiled after hearing this.

Drunk people’s conversations will suddenly cease and there will be no response.

The three of them stopped talking.

Katyusha's drinking capacity is the worst, and she has long been drowsy.

After a long while, she heard something and murmured: "Oh, I think it would be good to write a love story"

As soon as these words came out, the tree house fell into complete silence.

The three of them seemed to be asleep.

[Shixian Mead] has a very strong stamina, and the wine is stimulating.

Su Lun was in a daze and felt a piece of warmth in his hand.

It felt very smooth, so I touched it.

Hey, it seems to be the back?

He instinctively turned it over and touched it again.

Still not a satisfactory touch

Half asleep and half awake, Su Lun couldn't open his eyes. The hands that didn't listen to reason touched back again. After careful identification, he felt the warm touch of a slight bulge.

Pinched.

Well, it turns out it's not the back.

When you are drunk, you are very angry. Your brain knows what it is doing, but your body doesn’t listen.

It was this action that probably woke up the sleeping person, and a resentful whisper came to his ears, "Mr. Su Lun, you are too much. I don't mind if you take advantage, but you still dislike me."

After a long while, I heard intermittent murmuring in my ears again, "Ah, I'm going to turn into a big bad wolf and bite you to death~"

Su Lun felt as if he had been bitten.

It looks like a big bad wolf wearing a big red robe, and it also looks like a white wolf.

Tenderness corrodes the bones.

This night, there are endless sweet dreams.