A heartwarming daily life farming novel, occasionally also a passionate epic.
Spears spread across the wilderness like a thriving forest. Glorious knights march in formation, and countless bl...
Mountains at dusk, valley shrine.
Before dawn, Loran Hill woke up from his dream, not because he suddenly couldn't sleep, but because of a noisy sound coming from the shrine.
After listening carefully for a while, Loran Hill stopped sleeping and sat up from the bed.
She put on her dark blue skirt, then a black coat, and then walked out of the yard. During this time, the two birds on the wooden frame also woke up, but Luo Lanxier comforted them a little and let them continue to sleep, so they did not follow her out.
Walking into the forest path behind the shrine, the girl could see that the shrine in front of her was brightly lit and there were many voices coming from inside.
"Lord Gro, our village was attacked yesterday and many people died. Woo woo..." A sobbing sound was heard.
"It's us too. My family lives in a small town in the west. There used to be nearly a thousand people in the town, but now, I'm afraid there are less than a hundred left alive..." Another voice sounded.
In this twilight mountain range, the Youchi tribe does not have any actual rulers. They usually live in villages and towns, and only come to this shrine in the valley to discuss during festivals or major events.
Now many villages and towns have suffered disasters, and they have nowhere to turn to. The only person who can relieve their sadness and sorrow is this highly respected witch.
"well....."
Just as the girl was about to step onto the wooden stairs next to the shrine, she heard Granny Gro sighing, as if she was also sad about this helplessness.
Gently lifting the bamboo curtain on the side of the shrine, a girl dressed in black with a stunning figure walked into everyone's sight. It was a pity that everyone in the hall was filled with sorrow and had no intention of appreciating this peerless girl.
"Is Jialan here?" Granny Gro turned around and asked.
"Hmm." A response came from the face under the veil, and then the girl sat quietly beside Granny Gro, as if wanting to share some of her sorrow.
"I'm afraid I'll have to trouble you again recently." Granny Gro said this, as if she was thinking about something.
Soon after, she called over a man in black with a ghost face who was kneeling at the edge of the shrine and whispered a few words in his ear. Soon after, the man retreated.
Seeing this, Granny Gro clapped her hands, temporarily quieting the noise in the hall.
"I know there have been a lot of ghost and monster attacks recently. It's a turbulent time right now. I'm afraid there won't be peace for a long time." She spoke slowly, and the people below listened attentively.
"Later, I will notify all villages and towns and have them gradually gather together to resist attacks from ghosts and monsters. I will also gather all the scattered ghost slayers and concentrate our efforts on several cleansings. This will also be safer."
"You should go back and organize the rest of the matter first. Bring whatever you can from the village and town. Come to Yougu first and spend this year together."
"Yes, Miko-sama."
After Granny Gro's orders, everyone seemed to find a new voice. Although Granny Gro's current strength was modest, before the changes in the world, she was the most powerful witch in the Sunset Mountains. She had served for nearly sixty years, and she had helped raise the elders of the various tribes. Therefore, even now, this witch still held a high prestige and influence within the Youchi tribe.
Afterwards, the people from the remote villages and towns dispersed one by one, and the hall returned to silence for a while. However, Granny Gro still did not stand up, as if she was waiting for something.
Not long after, a group of people in black robes walked in quickly. They all wore wooden evil ghost masks and held long swords at their waists.
After entering the hall, these people knelt on one knee, and the leader asked, "What are your orders, Master Miko?"
Loran Hill tilted his head slightly with curiosity. These people were all those who practiced the Nine Netherworld Path (Necromancer Sequence). Their strength ranged from Necromancer Sequence 3 to 4, and three of them had reached Necromancer Sequence 5.
"The situation in Yanluo Mountain is currently dire, and we need your assistance in clearing it. However, our top priority right now is to protect the evacuated villagers and ensure they reach Yougu safely."
"These villages are located in various places. Divide into four groups and go to each one one by one. Also, be careful not to split up the team. The current situation is somewhat special. If we split up again, we might not be strong enough and there will be heavy casualties. Sigh..."
"Yes, we understand." Everyone below responded in unison, and then immediately returned to silence.
"Jia Lan." Granny Gro suddenly called out Loran Hill's name.
"What's the matter, mother-in-law?"
"You can also lead a team, so I can feel more at ease."
I don't know whether he was trusting Loran Hill or the other team members, but such words made the ghost-faced and black-clothed people below focus their attention on this girl.
"Oh, me? Okay." Although it was a bit sudden, the girl still agreed.
"Then let's set off after resting for a while." Seeing this, Granny Gro breathed a sigh of relief.
"yes."
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At the border of Xiyouzhou, there is the small town of Youcen.
Not long after daybreak, two men rode out of the city on horseback, heading towards the dusk mountains shrouded in dark fog.
On the dry and cold ground, gravel and soil were mixed together, and when trampled by the hooves of passing horses, they brought up a few stones and dust.
After rushing for a whole morning, the two people were a little tired and their speed gradually slowed down.
"How far is it to the shrine?" asked one of the women in blue.
"Your Excellency doesn't know that we have just left the border not long ago. Even if we have a smooth journey without any obstacles, it will take three days to get there. Moreover, we will probably encounter many monsters and evil spirits along the way, and the mountain roads are difficult to travel. I am afraid that it will be a blessing to arrive in a week." A man in white with a sword next to him replied.
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