However, as the river dried up and the climate became drier, this scene gradually disappeared.
At first, the locals petitioned the shamans to preside over the rain-praying ceremony, which could bring some rain and dew from the southern coast to nourish the earth. However, as time passed, the rain became less and less, and the shamans said they were powerless.
Later, the local priestesses gradually left. Before leaving, they told the locals that they might not be able to stay here for long and asked everyone to make plans in advance.
"Will the Miko Festival also leave?"
The girl remembered that the shrine maidens who performed rituals were generally under the jurisdiction of the government and were officially appointed by the dynasty. They would not leave or withdraw at will. Even though the environment in the Sunset Mountains was so dangerous, the shrine where Granny Gro was located did not disappear.
"Yes, it is said that the Chunguansi sent someone here to check and agreed to this decision."
The girl couldn't imagine that the powerful Four Seasons Officials would give up so easily. It seemed that the disasters in various parts of the dynasty had already exhausted them. Otherwise, how could Spring Official, the head of the Four Seasons Officials, tolerate such a thing.
In the past, it was not uncommon to control dragons to dispatch rain from the South China Sea to benefit the central continents, but now it is no longer done.
"The big sects in the surrounding areas have come to our door. Didn't they do anything?" Even if the dynasty government ignored them, as a local big sect, they would still protect the territory they are in. This place is not far from the Zhuori Huangyu Sect in Huilu Island, and there is also the powerful Wanziqianhong Valley to the west.
"The Xiangyu Sect of Huiluzhou closed its doors five years ago, and we no longer see any of their disciples wandering around. As for the Wanziqianhong Valley, we don't know much either, but we heard that things aren't stable in the west either."
"I see."
Loran Hill sighed in disappointment, then looked towards the distant horizon.
The Zhuori Xiangyu Sect has closed its doors. Did Senior Sister Jinhua know something in advance?
Then she patted Dai Ju who was standing beside her, and handed the big basket to the two old people.
"This place is no longer suitable for living. Do you two want to leave with me?"
"Thank you, young lady. However, we are both old and in poor health and won't live long, so we won't trouble you anymore." The old man shook his head and coughed again. As he said, his body was already old and he couldn't hold on for much longer.
"So..." Loran Hill was silent.
"There is still a lot of food here, I will give it to you two. As for the clean water..." She thought for a moment, then walked into the hut and found the water tank in the house. After a while, a stream of clean water flowed out from the air and filled the water tank.
"This should last a little longer. I think everything will get better after a while." Loran Hill saluted the two old men, then he and Dai Ju beside him stepped lightly into the air and flew away.
Looking at the girl who disappeared at the end of the sky, the two old men were surprised and knelt on the ground praying continuously.
"Thank you for the gift, Immortal..."
"Thank you for the gift, Immortal..."
In the eyes of these ordinary mortals, such a powerful extraordinary person is actually no different from an immortal. He is no longer an existence that they can understand or touch. Unexpectedly, they are lucky enough to meet one today.
The dim sky hung low, and this desolate village seemed a little more lively than before.
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