The morning mist shrouds the lush mountain forest, bringing a touch of coolness to the skin.

Loran Hill stepped lightly on the fallen leaves and tree roots in the forest, walking through the remote and silent mountains.

This is deep in the Minze Island, sparsely populated. It often takes several months for a caravan to come here, riding on tall oxen and dragging boxes of heavy goods, traveling to the depths of the water and forests.

There is a lot of moss and mud in the swamps and forests. Fortunately, the weather is getting colder now, the air is cool, and there are no more annoying insects and ants, making it more comfortable.

The girl in the white dress stepped lightly on the tree branch with her toes, bending it slightly. Then she jumped up again and glided a long distance in the wind. Her light posture was like catkins or feathers in the wind.

Occasionally, you can see some gray-brown squirrels and black-billed pheasants moving in the woods. When the girl passed over their heads, they were unaware and continued to move around casually, looking for food among the dead branches and grass.

Just like that, following the memories in her mind, after climbing over a high hill, the view in front of her suddenly opened up, and a water plain hidden among the tall mountains came into the girl's sight.

The indigo-colored mountains are stacked one after another, faintly visible in the distant clouds. There are a few houses at the foot of the mountain, with wisps of light smoke rising slightly. Occasionally, the sound of dogs barking can be heard, mixed with the shouting of cattle herding in the mountains. This small village in memory is still so quiet.

This is a small village of the Yeyu clan. In the seven continents of Lei, there are actually many small clans like the Yeyu clan. Most of them have small populations. There are often only a few surnames in a mountain village, and they are basically relatives of the same clan.

The Seven Continents of Galei are infested with poisonous insects, snakes and ants. The harsh environment has separated the settlements, forming small tribes with different accents and customs. In ancient times, this place was called the Land of Baiyue, or the Land of Poisonous Swamps. It was not until the advent of the Phoenix that this land gradually became populated and became vibrant.

Walking along the narrow ridges between the paddy fields, the dew on the green grass stained the hem of his clothes, and the small village surrounded by stone walls in the distance became clearer and clearer. As he got closer and closer to the village, Loran Hill felt nostalgic but also a little nervous, wondering how Bai Zao was doing now.

That year, after she woke up, she forgot a lot of things and became very weak. She could only rely on Yu Baichou's help to walk out of the mountains with difficulty. Looking back now, if she had met a bad guy at that time, the consequences would have been unimaginable.

In this mountain village, she happened to encounter a local couple getting married, and then lived here for a while before waiting for a caravan traveling in the deep mountains.

During this period, Bai Zao was basically the one taking care of her and also taught her a lot about the outside world.

Before leaving, Bai Zao asked Luo Lan Hill to come back and visit, but he didn't expect that it would be more than ten years since he left.

Walking forward along the spacious mountain path in front of the village, the road under your feet is paved with fine gravel. Houses on both sides of the road also appear in your sight. You can see one or two local villagers passing by. Some of them are carrying hoes or shoulder poles, and some are walking barefoot on the drying yard in front of their homes, turning over corn kernels. Occasionally, you can hear the sounds of firewood cracking and roosters crowing.

When passing by a house, a villager wearing a green turban came over. His clothes were half-undone, with a lot of grass clippings and dry mud on them. There was a towel on his shoulder for wiping sweat, and his skin was a little tanned.

"Where are you from, little girl? Have you lost your parents?" As soon as he opened his mouth, his loud voice almost spread throughout the small village, and many villagers came out to see what was happening out of curiosity.

There are only a few dozen families in this deep mountain area, and everyone is familiar with each other. It is indeed a new thing that a neatly dressed and beautiful girl suddenly comes.

Although Loran Hill herself felt more mature, with her appearance of sixteen or seventeen years old, in the eyes of the locals, she was just a slightly older child.

"I..." Just as some thoughts flashed through his mind, Loran Hill was troubled about how to explain it.

"I'm here to look for Sister Bai Zao. Well, I came here a long time ago and received a lot of help from Sister Bai Zao."

"Oh, Sister Bai, I know what you are talking about. It should be someone Sister Bai knew outside before, hahaha." As he said that, the uncle touched his head and laughed, as if he was a little embarrassed about his sudden question just now.

Then he turned around and shouted to the boys watching the excitement on the hillside, "Hey, little greenhead, go call Sister Bai. She should be at the spring in the back mountain now."

"Hmph, calling me again." Above, the child who was about ten years old had an unhappy look on his face, but still trotted up the narrow mountain path built along the stone steps.

"Girl, just wait a moment. Little Qingtou is the child of Sister Bai's younger sister. He will be able to call someone over soon."

"Thank you, big brother." Loran Hill nodded and thanked him as per local custom, then turned his gaze to the child who was gradually disappearing in the shade of the trees on the mountain path.

Is this the child of Bai Zao's elder sister's younger sister? I remember that Bai Zao married here at that time, so it should not be her biological sister. In that case, it must be her husband's younger sister.

As he was thinking, a girl with clear eyes and a familiar manner emerged in Loran Hill's mind. I think her name was "Xiangzhen".

Because there were few outsiders visiting the village, when Loran Hill stood in the open space in the village waiting, many villagers came over curiously to take a look. Although they spoke softly, in front of the girl with keen hearing, it was almost as if they were speaking right next to her ears, clear as a whistle.

"What a pretty girl! She looks like a child from a wealthy family."

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