Although Li Yinchen just laughed it off, she was not so averse to Caiwei calling him over.
"I seem to have seen you before." Loran Hill looked at the outfit.
"Yes, it was you who saved me and Lord Mo Yin that night." He explained simply.
"Are you a descendant of Youchi mixed race?" The girl looked at his appearance thoughtfully.
"Yes." Then Li Yinchen led the way for Roland Hill in front, and then told him about his past and experiences.
A long time ago, he grew up on the border of Xiyouzhou. It was not until he became an adult that he discovered that he was a mixed-race member of the Youchi clan. Later, his parents told him that he was picked up and adopted, for which he was naturally very grateful.
People with Chi bloodline are not very popular in Xiyou, and since he is a boy, it will be difficult to send him away when he grows up. It is not easy for his parents to raise him with great effort.
Then he wandered around for a few years, on the one hand to find something to do, and on the other hand to see this beautiful land.
"Later, my parents grew old and in poor health, so I returned to the Xiyou border and became a night watchman. Fortunately, I learned some skills while I was away, and I did quite well."
Later, his parents gradually passed away, and he slowly became the captain of a night patrol team. Out of responsibility, he couldn't just abandon his brothers, so he kept doing this job and never left.
"After that, it's the story of escorting Lord Mo Yin here." Li Yinchen brought Luo Lanxier to the street in the valley.
Compared to before, this place is much more lively, with newly built wooden carts everywhere, and covered with awnings woven with green branches and leaves, revealing a bit of coolness and greenery.
"Osmanthus wine~Ah, the new wine is sweet and clear, it's the most pleasant~" A man sat under the rain shelter next to the cart, and his voice echoed far away in the crowd.
Compared with before, people in the valley now wear a lot more clothes in different colors, not only black, but also vermilion, malachite, green, and other colors. They all seem to be newly made.
Seeing the girl's curiosity, Li Yinchen began to explain.
"In fact, some dyeing techniques are not uncommon in border areas. The main reason is that pigments were scarce in the past, and the roots of plants and trees required for some colors were relatively rare, so most of them had to be dyed black."
"Nowadays, many flowers and plants can be found in the mountains, so there are more colors."
"Yeah." Loran Hill nodded and looked at a small cart on the side of the road with many wooden sculptures on it.
Each of these wood carvings is lifelike. Some are monsters, some are people with ghost faces, and a few are houses and buildings.
"Miss, do you want to buy something?" The boss was an old man, thin as a stick, but his hands were full of bones and tendons, and looked very strong.
"Yes." Loran Hill nodded and pointed to one of the larger wooden sculptures.
It was a miniature tree with a dragon winding around on it, which was very magical.
"Is this a carving of Xunmu and the Emerald Dragon?" The girl's voice was as melodious as a solitary orchid in a valley.
"That's right." When the old man was about to quote the price, an aunt who was buying vegetables came over.
"Wait a minute, Old Wang, this is Lord Feng Zhu, please don't be negligent." Seeing that the old man didn't know Loran Hill, she came over anxiously and held him back.
"Ah, this..." Although the old man was from the Youchi tribe, he had migrated from another village and had never met the girl before. Not everyone had such good eyesight that night to see the girl's face clearly, so he didn't notice anything unusual at first.
After hearing the aunt's reminder, the other people around also came to their senses, and some of the Youchi tribe who originally lived in the valley also reacted.
"That's right...that's right...this is Her Highness Jialan." After saying this, he knelt down on the spot in gratitude and kowtowed on the ground.
"No need to do this, get up quickly." Loran Hill was a little anxious, but this was like a signal. A circle of people around him began to kneel down, and then the circle continued to spread outward, finally forming a circle of hundreds of meters.
Seeing this scene, others also came over out of curiosity.
"Thank you, Princess Jialan, for your help. Thank you, Princess Jialan..." Voices rose one after another, mixed with many excited sobs. It seemed that many people were expressing their true feelings.
Alas... Seeing this, Loran Hill was in a dilemma as to whether to leave or not, so he had no choice but to appease them one by one. After a long time, Li Yinchen finally led the way for this respected girl to leave.
After walking out of the valley, Loran Hill breathed a sigh of relief and calmed down.
It would be better to go to the less populated fields and villages to have a look. I wonder if those abandoned villages have been restored. Thinking of this, she walked towards a mountain area again.
At the foot of the hill is a rolling green field, with tiny orchids dancing in the wind among the green grass.
On the side of the hill, Li Yinchen was holding the scabbard and looking at the girl's back, feeling emotional.
Who could have imagined that such a young and fragile girl could be so powerful? He had never forgotten the dreamy sickle light that night.
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