The mountains and rivers have been filled with abundant mountains and rivers,

The white dew has not yet arrived, and the dew has been born.

Dream of sleeping in the light at the boat head,

It should be that the moon and frost in a foreign land are cold.

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------China Shenzhou? Three Gorges-----

Sitting on the boat, it was already late at night, and the bright moonlight shone on the bow of the boat, dyeing a white flower. The boat was wandering along the water, not knowing where it would end.

The green mountains on both sides of the straits splashed ink paintings into the clear river water with the shadow of the moon.

The boat was slowly walking, with a god like Liqiu by his side. Jiuzhou didn't have to worry about any danger, and he fell asleep unknowingly.

When I opened my eyes, it was snowy and white all over the sky, and my body was still frozen, shivering, frowning without saying a word. Then I found that I seemed to be unable to move.

Looking around, the furnishings looked a bit like the Four Seasons Fairyland. In other words, the furnishings looked just like the ordinary... No, no! The Four Seasons Fairyland would not have such a confused, lifeless, and dismal white.

Something must have been wrong!

Jiuzhou couldn't figure it out. Could it be that he fell asleep? There would be no feeling in his dream. Jiuzhou thought of it, and then stepped on his right foot with his left foot.

"Well... I feel it, this is not a dream!" Kyushu confirmed it and continued to look at the surrounding scenery.

It was still white, without any anger. The snow suddenly became heavier and heavier... In a flash of divine kung fu, Jiuzhou was buried in the snow.

Meng Jiuzhou felt very depressed, but his eyes could penetrate the snow and see other scenery. From the corner of his eyes, he saw a familiar figure in the snow - the Li Qiu.

Jiuzhou woke up panting and breathing. His eyes were dark and he could not see anything. He only felt that his left foot was on his right foot. Maybe this was the reason why he felt touched in his dream just now.

Then there were sounds of footsteps in my ears. Jiuzhou was very scared, but he felt that the footsteps were very familiar. Fortunately, the footsteps were getting farther and farther away, and Jiuzhou finally calmed down.

Thinking of what I saw just now, Jiuzhou was a little puzzled: such a beginning of autumn is not like the beginning of autumn that has been with me for nearly ten days. The beginning of autumn in the snow is like sleeping, without a trace of survival, and all of them are snow-white from head to toe and hair.

Wait, sleeping? Jiuzhou seemed to have grasped some important clue, but in a flash, he forgot it again.

After all, Jiuzhou, who had no reaction to anything, closed his eyes again, and his body was no longer as cold as before.

After a while, Jiuzhou fell asleep again. At some point, there was a wave of air conditioning on his body, and it became colder.

Jiuzhou opened his eyes again and found that he was still leaning against the bow of the boat. Some pale moonlight was scattered on his body, and his clothes were a little wet. A layer of tulle-like white on the boat board made of the head of the boat, as if it could be dissipated and disappeared with a blow. Meng Jiuzhou really brushed it and felt a layer of cool water droplets.

The water droplets were soaked in coolness, perhaps the coolness pierced the palm of the hand, and Jiuzhou's back of the hand shining by the moonlight felt a sense of coldness inexplicably.

Curled up, Jiuzhou fell asleep at some point in staring at the shadowy moonlight between the mountains on both sides of the canyon.

When I woke up the next day, my clothes were covered with moist water vapor. The wooden boards on the bow of the boat beside me were covered with white frost, or in fact, they were a layer of fine and dense water droplets - yes, it should be dew in the morning.
Chapter completed!