Chapter 105 Falling Star and Wind

On the hillside in the afternoon, the bright sunshine fell on the grass, and a silver-haired girl stood in it.

The wind swept up the hair, and the unknown little flowers swayed in the wind with the blades of grass. Occasionally, one or two petals were peeled off, and the wind blew to the distant blue sky.

Roland Hill looked at the lush and beautiful world in front of him, and released his hands slightly, feeling the joy of the wind passing through his fingers.

"It's a beautiful place." A familiar and kind voice came slowly from behind.

"Senior Sister Jinhua." Roland Hill turned back, shielded the sunlight with the back of his hand, and looked at the woman with joy.

"How's it going, how are you recovering?" Jin Hua approached, patted the girl's head, and the two sat on the hillside.

The wind rolls up the skirt from time to time, and the sun falls on the back, bringing a warm feeling.

"Recovering well, not injured, just a little sleepy." Roland Hill replied softly.

That night, she not only used her own innate powers, but also used the powers of the Witch of Harvest, so she became even more exhausted, and she became sleepy soon after, and later returned to the shrine to rest.

Fortunately, Sumire came with the support of the Feather faction, so everything settled down.

"Then go back to the faction and have a good rest. The cave in the Feather School is very suitable for cultivation." Jinhua said so.

"Thank you, Senior Sister." Roland Hill agreed, then thought about it again, and asked carefully.

"Senior sister doesn't ask me what happened to me, or the reason for it." She was a little worried about the trouble caused by her identity exposure.

"Are you referring to your identity as a witch?" Jinhua asked softly, picking up the hair from her ear.

"Yes."

"Is that so, actually, for the Feather Sect, being a witch is not a shocking thing." Sumie Hua showed a faint smile on her side.

"Because the patriarch used to be with Chifeng and Huangniao, the two phoenixes of the five virtues, and later in the West, I also saw many witches, so the sect left a lot of books related to it, and it is not unfamiliar. ."

"Later, because our faction had a lot of friends with the West, witches often came here to make friends in later generations, and I saw many witches. It's not like other factions, so afraid of witches or difficult to adapt to."

"Just like the witch in the red dress you met in Pine Square City, Pine is also used to it."

It turned out to be the case. After Roland Hill heard it, the originally worried heart was temporarily put down.

"It's just that it's really rare for a new generation of witches like you to stay at home and sleep well and run around." Jinhua said jokingly.

"Ugh..." Roland Hill buried his face in his arms.

"Then what should I do next?" Roland Hill was afraid that his identity would bring other troubles to the faction.

"Well, I think about it...for the time being, there seems to be no."

After that, Jinhua looked at Loren Hill again. "If you are a little worried, just stay here for a while."

"Now that the demons in the evening mountains have been cleaned up, and the broken caves in the ground have also disappeared, it is relatively stable. Besides, I am afraid that you will not be able to let go of it for the time being if you leave so early."

"As for the safety issue, I think there is no need to worry too much about the Jiufeng Ghost Car. This is a rare eighth-order existence in the world. It is estimated that for a long time, few people can surpass it." Jinhua looked She looked at the girl beside her, and gently brushed her fingers through the hair behind her.

"Yeah." Roland Hill agreed immediately, feeling a little sleepy again.

"It's almost time to stay. You can also go to Zhaoye Palace to see it. It's not far from here, on the west side of the Ximu Mountains. At present, Uncle Chiwu is also making friends there. Speaking of which, she introduced you to the door. "

"Well." Roland Hill opened and closed his eyes, feeling that the warm sunlight behind him had a hypnotic effect.

"Okay, you should have a good night's sleep first." Jin Hua put the weak girl on her knees and let her have a good rest.

Looking at the slightly immature face in his arms, Sumire's fingers lightly brushed his cheeks.

"You're still young..."

The clear sky is thousands of miles away, and the wind is in the wild, causing ripples.

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A few weeks later, Roland Hill faintly woke up from the dream.

When I opened my eyes, the familiar gauze was still on top of my head, and it was still a sunny afternoon outside.

The sound of cicadas came from a distance, and their voices were arbitrary and high, and they cheered happily on the branches.

How long have I slept, the girl propped up from the bed, and her satin-like hair fell from her shoulders.

Well, it seems that the hair has grown a lot. Looking at the silver hair that reached his waist, Roland Hill stuttered to his feet and put on his shoes.

She first looked in the mirror, then pulled out a set of clothes from the storage space to put on, combed her hair, and tied it with the light blue ribbon that Lefelica had given her.

Well, it should be almost there. The girl looked at herself in the mirror, wearing a simple pure white dress with two strands of hair in front of her, and the rest behind her.

After walking out of the room, the courtyard was still quiet, but a bird squatting on the grinding wheel caught the girl's attention.

This chubby Dai Ju seemed to be taking a nap, with his eyes closed and his body in a ball, basking in the warm sun, looking very comfortable.

Roland Hill walked over lightly and poked the little guy's abdomen with his fingers. Seeing that he was smacking his lips, he still didn't wake up. He shook his head in a funny way, and stopped disturbing the little guy's nap.

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In the forest path behind the shrine, the cheerful cicadas echoed on the branches, full of summer songs.

The shrine seems to be quieter today, unlike the shrine festivals that were full of studies in the past.

Roland Hill lifted his skirt, stepped up, and walked in in a low voice. The hall was very empty. A few pendant wind chimes swayed in the wind and made a soft sound. He looked out of the main entrance of the hall and saw the open space in front of him. Full of dazzling sunlight.

A little girl was taking a nap in a corner of the hall at the moment. She was sitting on a bench with a small bamboo dustpan beside her, with a few unfinished green and red plums in it.

This child's name is Caiwei, Roland Hill remembered the scene he encountered in the field outside the valley before.

She didn't wake the girl up immediately, but turned around and looked at the shrine.

Just like western shrines, eastern shrines and temples are also places for many people to pray and place their spirits.

In addition to the phoenix of the five virtues, which are worshipped in various places, the general priests are local ancestors, including celebrities with outstanding merits, or saints with great merits.

After Roland Hill came to this shrine, he also asked Granny Gloria. She did not answer immediately who was worshiping in the shrine. Rather, it talks about the original history of the shrine.

A long time ago, this place was a place with beautiful mountains and clear waters, and there were dense forests everywhere, and in the mountains there was a tall sacred tree named Xunmu.

And on the tree, there lives a jade dragon, which is not many kilometers in length, and has jade-like scales all over its body, which is very beautiful. When it roams among the trees, occasionally the scales peel off, which will be picked up by the residents under the tree.

Since then, people who worship the sacred tree and the jade dragon have built a shrine under the tree and named it Qianliu, which means light-colored glass-like jade pieces.

The local people also especially like colored glaze and jade, which are often used as pendants, hanging on the forehead, neck and waist.

But one day, the emerald dragon flew away, and the tree withered gradually. The local people were deeply saddened, but they had to accept this reality and slowly walked out of the mountains.

And because these people live in the shade of trees all the year round, their skin is pale, and they are quite different from outsiders. Some people who don't know what they are inside call them ghosts, and then they evolve into ghosts.

After a long time, these people simply use this name and claim to have a dick. They established a country here, gradually expanded outward, and gradually became stronger because of the fertile soil and the harmony of wind and rain. Become a famous power on the west side of the continent.

At this point, the Yuzu family has flourished, and this shrine has gradually been forgotten by people.

It wasn't until later that the kingdom was destroyed, the capital of the country was burnt to the flames of war, and the rest of the residents fled everywhere, and finally gradually gathered around the shrine and gradually stabilized.

"Who is the sacrifice in the shrine?" Roland Hill asked Granny Gloria at that time.

"No, no one." Granny Geluo shook her head.

"In the early years, everyone put their hopes on Xunmu and Yulong. But when the dragon flew away, the Xunmu withered, and people began to sacrifice to the ghosts of Jiuyou for blessing."

"But the Kingdom of Youyu was destroyed, and the sacrifice of its nine secluded places was banned. After that, people didn't know how to make sacrifices again, and people became less and less convinced of the so-called ghosts and gods... Everyone gradually became numb, thinking that this was the right thing to do. The fate of the clan."

"So the altar in the shrine was also vacant, and other than this, there are no other shrines in the mountains of the evening sunset."

Time passed silently, and I don't know when, the shrine was renovated and repaired, and now there are objects of worship.

Behind the wall is a round window that opens to both sides, and a star pendant hangs from the window, and a bunch of white twilight flowers are placed horizontally on the wooden case as a sacrifice. Simple and clear, there is a feeling of returning to the basics.

When the wind passes through the main hall, the star pendants will collide with each other, making a crisp sound, adding a touch of melodiousness to the quiet shrine.

Roland Hill looked at the hanging star, recalling the scene he saw when he woke up that day, feeling a little shy in his mind. Unexpectedly, Qingling and those witches actually made the stars and the wind the objects of sacrifice.

She wanted to have a good talk with Qingling, but Qingling said so.

"What is important is not the object of sacrifice, but looking at such a thing, reminding everyone of beautiful things, and then the anxiety and anxiety in the heart will be eased and gradually stabilized."

As a result, Roland Hill was not easy to change, and finally had to default. Just added some conditions at the end, don't say her name, don't even express her image, just put your faith in a simple and simple way, don't be fanatical.

Seeing this, Qing Ling also smiled and agreed.

I don't know what's going on with the Yu family now, have they lived a stable life? At this moment, the thoughts in Roland Hill's mind were flying.

A joyful and cheerful voice sounded in the hall.

"His Royal Highness Fengzhu is awake." Caiwei stepped on the floor of the shrine, making a soft sound.