Alas——

The long calls echoed through the mountains, long and full of energy. As these calls sounded, the crisp sound of some copper bells colliding also rang out in the valley.

Loran Hill stood on a high rock, watching a group of dozens of people driving ox carts slowly approach the village along the distant fields and mountain paths. The breeze from the valley ruffled her long, soft hair, unwinding it and bringing her a sense of comfort.

Although he had not practiced any great arts, Loran Hill still realized his natural affinity with wind and atmosphere.

Even now, she can still easily change the direction of the breeze and feel the distant breath in the wind. Everything is so natural.

If it is as Bai Zao described, I might be very suitable to be a wind priest.

Wind Blessing is one of the four blessings, the others are Rain Blessing, Fire Blessing, and Mountain Blessing.

In this world, those who worship dragon veins and regulate the wind and rain of heaven and earth are called shamans. Shamans and shamans naturally have different ranks. In smaller places, those who worship the dragon veins and wind and rain of a mountain, river, or field are the most basic shamans. Above them are the great shamans, followed by the shamans, the four shamans, the great shamans, and so on. There's a saying that goes, "A small shaman meets a great shaman," meaning that a small shaman's magic is no match for a great shaman. It's used to illustrate the vast difference in power and incomparability.

[Han Dynasty, Chen Lin, in his "Reply to Zhang Hong": "Now Jingxing is here, and you and Zibu are there. It's like a small witch meeting a big witch, and both their spirits are gone."]

The same is true for witches and wizards. When facing more powerful witches, they can control and manipulate the mountains, rivers, wind and rain of several continents, and the prosperity or destruction of a country is all in a thought.

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Putting aside the fantasies in his mind for the moment, Loran Hill jumped lightly from the rock, his footsteps landing lightly on the ground below, and then his long hair and dress slowly fell down in the air flow.

"It's Sister Lan!" a little child shouted, and then several others gathered around curiously.

After living in this mountain village for a few days, Luo Lanxier gradually became known to these children. Just as Bai Zao initially thought she was a mountain goddess, these children also thought she was an immortal from heaven.

It was because the girl's appearance and clothing were too special.

First, there was the special pure white dress. White was the most noble color in the Yeyu clan, and they would wear white clothes for weddings and celebrations. But no color was as pure as the girl's white dress. And looking at this white dress, there was not even a thread loose, it was truly seamless.

Due to the limitations of today's printing and dyeing technology, it is not easy to obtain pure white, and working in the mountains can easily make the white dirty.

But even when walking in the mountains, this girl was able to keep her clothes clean, light and agile, like an elf, and would not get her clothes dirty. This particularly surprised the Ye Yu clan who often lived in the mountains.

Because they lived in the mountains, they understood how difficult it was. Furthermore, the girl's skin and figure were simply not what an ordinary person could produce. Hands that had been toiled for years wouldn't be this delicate and fair.

After much speculation, many elders in the village truly believed that this girl was the reincarnation of a "mountain ghost", but she had lost her magical powers in the catastrophe and had temporarily turned into a mortal.

As a result, everyone began to respect her unconsciously. If some ignorant young men kept staring at her, they would be scolded by the elders, who would tell them that a goddess should not be desecrated.

The ethnic groups living deep in the mountains still maintain a simple reverence for ghosts, gods and nature, and their minds are not as chaotic as those in the outside world.

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"They are from the Wu Ze Chamber of Commerce." Seeing the girl walk to the entrance of the village, several children nearby started chattering.

"The Wuze Chamber of Commerce comes here every few months to buy and sell some things, and then leaves."

"My sister bought a hairpin with hanging beads from the Wuze Chamber of Commerce at the beginning of the year, but unfortunately I broke it. She was angry for a long time."

"I don't know if they'll bring anything useful this time. My dad said he wants to get a new knife."

As the children gathered at the village gate to watch, some adults also gradually came over.

"I didn't expect the Wuze Chamber of Commerce to come earlier this time." A young man estimated the time.

"Perhaps they received news from a certain great wizard. This summer, there will be heavy rain and extreme heat."

“Alas, by then, the Minze will be full of mud and we won’t be able to leave.”

Minze outside these mountains would accumulate rainwater every summer, making it like a swamp, making it difficult for people and horses to pass through. Therefore, it was generally best to go out only in autumn and winter. Even in spring, one had to be careful, otherwise one would get stuck in the swamp and turn into rotten bones.

"Is Miss Lan here too?" Yu Baichou strode over. Recently, he also learned from those children and called Luo Lan Hill Miss Lan.

"Yes, Uncle Yu." The girl looked at the approaching caravans with a little curiosity.

The caravans wore dark grey robes and rode tall yellow oxen, carrying loads as heavy as small mountains of goods as they leisurely journeyed through the mountains. As the oxen advanced, the copper bells around their necks tinkled and jingled.

These yellow bulls were no ordinary creatures, their bodies covered in autumn-yellow scales. From the girl's observations, most of them were Sequence 2, with a few even reaching Sequence 3. However, compared to the tiger-striped giant bull she had encountered previously, these bulls seemed remarkably docile.

"That's Qiuniu, Xiao Lanxi." Bai Zao appeared next to Luo Lanxier at some point and explained to her.

During this time of living in Bai Zao's house, Luo Lanxier would occasionally help with some things, and the two became familiar with each other.

"This type of ox is a unique beast of the Qianlong lineage. It's incredibly powerful, but gentle and fond of music. A driver typically only needs a bamboo flute, not a whip, to direct its movements. It's a favorite among many traveling merchants. There are even masters within the Yilong lineage who specialize in breeding these unique beasts."

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