The courtyard suddenly became quiet. After a long time, a burst of applause rang out. It turned out that it was Yu Baichou who was applauding.
"Extraordinary, extraordinary. Forgive me for being a rough man. I can't think of any good words, so I can only describe it this way." He said with emotion.
"It seems that I underestimated Lan Xi." Bai Zao also put down the wooden ruler in his hand.
I originally thought it was a cute rabbit, but unexpectedly it was a white bird that had fallen into the mortal world.
After saying that, she grabbed Loran Hill and held the evasive guy tightly.
"You hid it very well, huh..."
"Oh, I didn't mean it." Loran Hill struggled.
"However, this is reassuring. At least the first or second level practitioners will not be a problem for you." Bai Zao loosened his arms, looked at the 16-17 year old girl, and helped her tidy up her hair.
"Remember to come back and see me later."
"Yeah." The girl nodded.
"Okay, it's time to go. Let me help you move your things over." It was actually just a small wooden box.
The three of them walked towards the merchants' residence on the side of the mountain village. They were now packing up and preparing to set off.
"Take this, something to eat on the way." Aunt Ai also came over.
"Okay." The girl took the small bundle.
Bai Zao and Yu Baichou stepped forward and continued talking to the head of the caravan for a few words, then she turned around and waved to the girl.
"Put this on you." After saying that, Bai Zao took out a small hat with a circle of gauze around it.
"It's better to hide your appearance as much as possible on the road. It's safer that way."
Loran Hill obediently put on his hat, listened to Bai Zao's instructions, then waved goodbye and walked towards the group of traveling merchants.
An hour later, with the sound of a long horn, the Wu Ze merchants' team set out again and headed towards the outside of the mountain stronghold.
Among them, a dozen or so prison oxen walked in front, exploring and flattening the road under their feet, while several pack horses followed behind carrying goods.
The copper bells rang slowly, and the team gradually moved away from the small village in the deep mountains and stepped into the vast and indigo mountains, rivers and swamps.
Loran Hill sat in the back of a carriage, holding onto the slightly bumpy fence, looking at the hazy world shrouded in smoke in the distance. A faint mist fell on her skin, making her feel slightly moist.
The mountains are vast and continuous, with no end in sight. Occasionally, a few loud roars of animals can be heard from the distant valley, bringing with them flocks of egrets flying across the blue sky.
What kind of legends and stories are there in this world?
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