Chapter 39 Small Programs

Residents in remote mountain villages have less contact with the outside world, the interpersonal relationships in the village are very simple, and most people are relatively simple. Although everyone was a little skeptical, some people walked into the tent one after another, trying to find out their own destiny.

Inside the mysterious tent, only a little light is thrown into it through the thick cloth. The whole environment is surrounded by a hazy purple. Various small objects hang in the air, including conch shells, shells, stars, and the molting of some insects. , peculiar stones, etc., make those who walk into it feel a mysterious atmosphere.

Inside the tent, a veiled woman sits behind a black flannel table. She wears a dark purple robe and hood. She also has various asymmetrical rings around her wrists and several fingers of different colors. The ring gives a senior feel.

After the guest sat at the table anxiously and asked her own questions, the woman asked the cause of the matter in a low voice, and then shuffled the divination cards in front of her several times and asked the guest to draw the designated cards.

The result is always caution in good luck, hope in hardship, making the visitor imagine a thousand thoughts, and then keep the witch's admonition firmly in mind.

"In this card, the sun shines on a lush golden field, a dog is standing beside it, and a vague figure is walking from a distance."

"It indicates that you may have a good harvest this year, but you should also be careful of other interference, such as the dog may indicate the destruction of the field by monsters or beasts, and the figure may be yourself, or it may be peeping from the side. You are the harvester, so you must take care of your fields."

As the witch read the foreshadowing on the card to the middle-aged man, the man nodded solemnly and thanked the witch before walking out of the tent.

At this time, the sun in the sky had passed noon, and after a morning of divination, the man at the door told that this was the end of the day. The witch had to follow some mysterious rules. The number of divinations in a day could not exceed a certain number of times, otherwise it would bring disaster.

Under such an explanation, all the people who were on the sidelines before dissipated angrily.

After the group of people had almost gone, a light-brown-skinned girl quietly walked out from the back door of the tent and went to eat.

Lorraine Hill was sitting under a big tree with lush foliage at this time, and the sunlight shone through the thick leaves on the table in front of her, which contained teapots and cups.

She looked at the girl who was doing divination this morning with a little amusing, shook her head slightly, then raised the cup in front of her and slowly drank the tea.

Although Lengquan Village is located in a remote location, the surrounding scenery is very good. The terraced fields and fruit trees in the mountains reflect a bright brilliance under the sunlight in the afternoon.

"Miss, is that divination really accurate?" Mira, who was standing beside her, asked Roland Hill with some doubts. She did not perceive any extraordinary magic power from the girl.

"Maybe it's accurate," said Roland Hill.

"If I tell you that this year, as long as you are diligent, work hard, pay attention to various conditions in the fields, and take precautions, you will definitely harvest a lot of grain in autumn. Do you think this is credible? ?"

"Isn't this a matter of course?" Mila shook her ears and leaned over to look at the blond lady in red dress.

"Yeah, as I once told you, as long as you study hard, your grades can improve. In fact, it's a very simple truth."

"But usually people don't want to do it because of various reasons."

"But if an authoritative person tells you in a special and mysterious ritual that this is your destiny, will you have a sense of sanctity, and then work hard to complete it."

"It seems, it's true." Mira nodded, seeming to understand a bit.

"Maybe the prophecy isn't necessarily true, but it's also a motivator for a lot of people. So sometimes you don't have to be too harsh on things like that."

"And sometimes too smart to see through, but it's easy to lose confidence and hope, become worried about gains and losses, and dare not make big strides."

"Well, I see, Miss." Mira felt that His Highness seemed to be insinuating herself again, and nodded quickly, hoping that this one would stop talking.

"Cuckold, okay, let's stop talking, let's go to lunch."

Several people walked to a temporary rented house in the village.

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The lunch in the mountain village is not gorgeous, simple white rice with a little green vegetables, the only bright spot is the sliced ​​meat that was not eaten yesterday.

The inhabitants of this place, unlike Fengxi Province, where wheat is widely grown, seem to eat a little more rice. And at lunch, Roland Hill met the light brown girl just now.

"Good afternoon, I worked hard in the morning." Loren Hill greeted simply.

"Good afternoon, Miss Lesia." In front of the girl was a large bowl of rice, and meat and vegetables piled high.

"It seems to have a good appetite."

"Well, it's rare to have the opportunity to eat so much meat at ordinary times." She replied while eating, but she didn't care about the cumbersome dining etiquette. Of course, Roland Hill didn't value such unnecessary etiquette.

"Then eat more. Do you usually pretend to be a witch to divination for others?" asked Roland Hill.

"My aunt used to do this job, but now she says she's getting older and wants someone to take over this job, and there aren't many girls in the next generation, so she chose me." She chewed quickly and then took the time to talk about things in the caravan.

"All kinds of work in the caravan need fixed people to do it. If someone doesn't do it, they have to find someone to take over. That's about it."

When Loren Hill had just finished eating a small bowl of rice, the girl had already eaten two large bowls of rice and one bowl of vegetables.

"Thank you for the hospitality~" After eating, the girl thanked Loren Hill, and then went for a walk in the mountains.

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After seeing the performance of the Lake Caravan, Lorraine Hill asked everyone in his caravan to see what everyone had in mind. He could also try to create a few small shows to attract these villagers in the mountains to browse their own side. goods.

Seeing those members pondering and hesitating, Roland Hill suddenly felt that his current behavior was very much like that of the head teacher when he was a child. He asked the students in the class to prepare the program, and after all, he became the person he hated when he was a child. But it's also quite interesting. Now Loren Hill, who is the devil sequence, is not like when he was practicing the angel sequence, and his personality has changed slightly.

The next day, Cold Spring Village.

There are more platforms in the open space in the village. Today, not only the Lake Chamber of Commerce, but the members of the Lagertis Caravan also put together a few attractive programs.

On a small platform, a strange girl also walked up the steps. She had short blond hair, wore a blue and white dress, and held a cross in her hand. Below, a puppet walked in the air with the string. and waving arms.

"The opera of the little puppet is presented to you today.