Compared to the outside world, the clothing here is extremely simple, basically all black linen. That unchanging black linen is everywhere, forming clothes, bags, windproof cloths, and so on.
People also often wrap their bodies with such black linen clothes, wearing them quite tightly.
The people of the Youchi tribe have pale skin and are not resistant to the sun. If they are exposed to the sun for a long time, it will cause damage to their skin, so they all like to dress like this, not only wearing black all over their bodies, but also wearing black hoods on their heads.
The only thing to be thankful for was that the face was finally exposed and not completely covered, which added a bit of liveliness to the market instead of making it look like the underworld.
"How much is this cloth?" The old man stopped in front of a stall and looked at the black linen rolled up on the wooden rack in front of him. It felt a little rough and dry.
"Twenty silver rings, Mistress." The stall owner stood up and answered respectfully when he saw Granny Gro.
"Okay." Granny Gro did not bargain, but took out a handful of silver rings from her bosom and put them on the owner's plate.
"Hey, you gave me 5 extra silver rings." The shopkeeper took a quick look and felt that he had given too much.
"It's nothing, just take it. Weaving is not easy. Besides, the children need to eat something good." Granny Gro looked at the two thin children behind the stall owner with some kindness in her eyes.
"Thank you, Granny Gro. Thank you, Mistress." The woman bowed in gratitude and then handed over a small spool of thread.
Seeing that the witch wanted to pick up the black cloth, the girl next to her hurried forward and picked it up in advance.
Although Granny Gro was not that weak, the girl still felt uncomfortable with having an old woman like this in front of her, so she took the roll of cloth first.
"Thank you for your hard work. I will make a few more clothes for you when we get back." Granny Gro said.
"No, I have several pieces of clothes, so I don't need any for now." The girl shook her head.
"I know, but those are your own clothes. This place is remote, and if they get damaged, it would be bad if you can't replace them on weekdays."
"Sometimes you can't take care of so many things during a fight. Things will always get dirty or damaged. It's better to wear some durable and cheap clothes so you don't have to feel bad about it." Granny Gro explained.
Afterwards, the two continued to walk to the other side of the market and bought a bag of rabbit meat as a snack for tonight.
In this barren land, only a few wild rabbits can survive. Other cattle, sheep and the like are not enough to feed people, let alone them.
After returning to the shrine, Granny Gloria took the girl to the backyard to fetch a few buckets of water, and then began to cook lunch. During this time, the girl asked to help, and later Granny Gloria picked vegetables, prepared them, and added seasonings while the girl cut vegetables and started the fire.
Finally, when everything was done, the two of them sat around the small stove in the house, looking at the boiling soup in the small earthenware pot in the middle. The light red rabbit meat, green vegetable leaves, and light yellow potato slices in it kept bubbling, emitting a pleasant aroma and heat.
The two birds were also standing on a wooden rack at the side, with a stone dish in front of each of them, with some food on it. They pecked at the food occasionally, then turned their heads and looked curiously at the pot and the two people beside them.
"I haven't eaten like this in a long time."
Granny Gro seemed to be sighing, because today she was wearing the same black linen clothes as the local residents, not the gorgeous clothes of the witch that the girl saw yesterday.
"What do you usually eat?" The girl was also a little curious.
"It's much simpler to eat one at a time. Sometimes I don't dare to make too much for fear that it will go bad if I can't finish it."
"Have you always been alone?"
"It wasn't like that a long time ago. There were a few children helping out at the shrine then, and it was quite lively." The old man's eyes showed some nostalgia.
"Unfortunately, some of them got married, and some passed away, so I'm left alone." Although he said this, there wasn't much sadness in the old man's voice, as if he had already let it go.
"I don't know whether this shrine can be passed down in the future. This is the only thing I am still concerned about."
The two of them picked up the dishes with chopsticks and ate them slowly with rice, while talking about the situation in the shrine.
The dragon veins beneath this land are different from those in the outside world. They are very complicated and chaotic, and most of them are polluted. The priestess in the shrine cannot dominate the direction of the dragon veins in the entire state like in other areas of the outside world.
"......So, the only thing I can do is to protect the few small branches among them, keep them from being polluted, nourish those lands, and let the people who rely on these lands survive." The old man said slowly.
"Hasn't the dynasty considered solving the problem permanently? It is said that the former Red Phoenix still exists in the world." The girl asked curiously. According to past records, the Red Phoenix was the witch of the Dragon Vein of Creation, and should be able to interfere and repair it.
"Lord Chifeng, one of the Five Virtues, did come here hundreds of years ago, accompanied by several immortals."
"Unfortunately, there is not only a problem with the dragon vein here, but also a problem with the cave." The old man shook his head.
"The blessed land of Yama Palace used to be located within this mountain. However, during the great battle, the cave collapsed and exploded, creating a tangled web of time and space."
"Even if Lord Chifeng came in person, he could only partially resolve the pollution and distortion of the dragon veins, but not completely."
"It would be great if the other one of the Five Virtues, Master Yellow Bird, was still around. It is said that he is the one who can change and influence the blessed land."
"It's a pity that the Red Phoenix passed away because of the Yellow Bird's passing."
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