"Your arrival is destined by the gods, just like the sunrise is sure to come."
"You come like the messenger of the Xianbei God, you untie my rope like an elder, and you dispel the darkness that Murong Lingbei fears like the sun, my respected lord."
Murong Lingbei said with a respectful expression.
Luo Ning heard clearly.
This foreign girl Murong Lingbei is a white shaman and a noblewoman of the Tugu tribe.
However, Luo Ning knew neither the White Shaman nor the Tugu tribe.
But Murong Lingbei said that she could divine fortune and turn bad luck into good fortune, which is a bit interesting.
"Third brother." Luo Ning looked at Su Xian, "Third brother, does third brother know about Bai Shaman and Tuyu tribe?"
He is now well-behaved and doesn't know how to ask Su San.
Su Xian was a little surprised: "Brother, do you understand Xianbei language?"
Since the eldest brother asked this question, he must have understood what this alien girl said.
Then he replied: "Many Yi and Di tribes believe in shamans and regard shamanism as their orthodox religion. However, there are many types of shamans."
"The white shaman does not call on gods, but only performs divination. He relies on his natural gnosis to deduce bad luck. Among them, the child-shaped shaman with the strongest gnosis looked like a teenager until his death."
"Although the white shaman is born with spiritual knowledge, he cannot practice it and has no force. He can only rely on deduction to turn danger into disaster, which is also a means of self-protection."
He looked at Murong Lingbei and said, "Brother, this girl looks only twelve years old. Isn't she the child-shaped shaman with the strongest spiritual knowledge among the white shamans? By the way, the child-shaped shaman always takes the name of the mountain.
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"The most famous of the child-faced shamans recorded in the book is the Yinshan shaman."
Luo Ning nodded: "She just said that she is the Shaman of Bayan Mountain. I just felt her bone age, and she is actually twenty, not twelve."
Su Xian smiled and said: "She is really a child-faced shaman! Bayan Mountain is a branch of Kunlun and a big mountain. Taking this mountain as her name shows that she has strong spiritual knowledge."
"As for the Tuyu tribe... they were originally from Xianbei, a hundred thousand miles away in the northeast. At that time, Murong Xianbei was in internal strife and brothers were fighting. The loser took his tribe and slowly migrated to the northwest."
"But after thousands of years, they are almost the same as the local Qiang people. They are collectively called Zhuqiang by the Celestial Empire. They are awarded the position of chieftain of each tribe and pay tribute regularly."
"Speaking of which, the Tuyu tribe is second only to the Dangxiang Qiang among these tribes, with at least tens of thousands of cavalry. However, the Tuyu tribe is more than a thousand miles away from here."
After listening to Su Xian's introduction, Luo Ning knew what he was talking about and said to Murong Lingbei in Xianbei dialect:
"Murong Lingbei, the white shaman of Bayan Mountain, why did you come here from the distant Tugu tribe? Could it be that bandits took you thousands of miles away?"
Although Murong Lingbei had powerful spiritual knowledge, she never expected that Luo Ning could understand the Xianbei language. Her expression was a little surprised and more respectful.
"Dear Sir, your voice is like the tinkling of mountain spring water, which makes Murong Lingbei feel at ease."
"Dear Sir, I dare not hide it from you. I deliberately came to the southeast and left my tribe, just like a lonely bird flying away from its nest."
"Dear Sir, I dare not hide it from you. When the White Shaman is twenty, he will encounter the biggest disaster in his life. Only lucky people can divine and divine auspicious nobles to eliminate disasters."
Weird thoughts arose in Luoning's mind. It turned out that Murong Lingbei took the initiative to look for the auspicious nobleman.
She may have fallen into the hands of the robbers on purpose because it was calculated to be a near miss.
Luo Ning said a little speechlessly: "So, you think I am your auspicious nobleman who can help you eliminate misfortunes?"
"Dear Sir, I dare not hide anything from you." Murong Lingbei's lark-like voice sounded, his small face serious and solemn.
"I spent nine shells and three tortoise shells on the snowy peak of Bayan Mountain, and the sun rose and the moon set for forty-nine days before I could calculate the position and characteristics of the auspicious nobleman."
"Dear Sir, I dare not hide it from you. My spiritual knowledge tells me that my auspicious nobleman is less than twenty years old and is a noble young monk. He will appear in an ominous place, but he will bring me good luck."
Luo Ning shook his head: "I'm not noble, I'm just an actor."
Murong Lingbei said: "But in our tribe, actors are noble. Only shamans can play the role of gods and sing about them like actors. The actors in our tribe must be of noble origin."
"Dear Sir, I dare not hide it from you. My spiritual knowledge tells me that my auspicious nobleman has a distinguished name, and there is a river in his name. May I ask, Sir, is Murong Lingbei right?"
Luo Ning was suddenly speechless.
Isn’t there a river in his name? Luoshui!
Is this white shaman’s calculations so accurate?
"Okay Murong Lingbei." Luo Tianxia showed a gentle and warm smile, "Consider me your auspicious nobleman. Now that you are saved, the disaster has been lifted, you can leave."
But Murong Lingbei, the white shaman of Bayan Mountain, still put his hand on his heart and looked at Luo Ning piously:
"Dear Sir, I dare not hide it from you. My double ten calamity has not passed. My spiritual knowledge tells me that if I don't follow the auspicious nobleman, my bad luck will befall me."
"So, please allow me to follow you humbly, just like a slave following his master. As long as you allow me to follow you for one year, it will be my greatest blessing."
"Dear Sir, I dare not hide anything from you. During this year, I will obey your orders and will never dare to disobey your orders."
Luo Ning shook his head: "You are the noble daughter of the Tuyu tribe. If I take you with me, the enemies of the Tuyu tribe and your enemies will cause trouble for me. I have enough troubles. So Murong Lingbei,
I can't take you away."
After hearing this, Murong Lingbei knelt down and said, "I cannot divine your thoughts, and my gnosis will not tell me."
"Dear Sir, I dare not hide it from you. I am the legitimate daughter of the chieftain's family in Tuyu tribe, and I am also the White Shaman of Bayan Mountain. I can help you, Sir."
"As long as I can survive the Double Ten catastrophe, you will always be the most distinguished guest of Tuyu tribe..."
Luo Ning didn't understand why? This promised a lot of benefits. Listening to the tone, the benefits were huge.
The actor looked extremely embarrassed, and after a while he smiled bitterly:
"Okay, my white shaman, although I have enough troubles, my kindness does not allow me to refuse the mission of salvation."
"I, Luo Ning, agree to your following for one year. But let me tell you first, I am a person who cannot protect myself, and I am also facing disaster."
The White Shaman from Bayan Mountain said: "Dear Sir, I dare not hide it from you. I have already divined this."
"Going to the west will help to resolve the disaster. You are looking for a treasure, which is easiest to get in a certain mountain in the west."
"Don't worry, sir. I will do divination seriously and help you find the treasure as soon as possible."
Luo Ning was stunned, "Okay. Murong Lingbei, within one year, you will be a member of the Luo family. Choose a carriage and follow me."
Murong Lingbei suddenly showed a relieved smile, "Thank you, sir!"
After saying this, she found a carriage and got in.
Everyone saw Luo Ning chatting with the alien girl for a long time, and then the alien girl got on the carriage, and they couldn't help but feel curious.
"Brother, she..." Luo Li asked first, his face a little unhappy.
Luo Ning briefly said what Murong Lingbei said, and then everyone understood.
"Brother, with this white shaman accompanying us, the hope of finding the Yang Shen Fruit will be even greater." Su Xian was very happy.
Qian Sibaanpan showed an envious look, "Brother Luo Dao, with this white shaman accompanying him, it will be easy to turn disaster into good fortune."
Luo Ning smiled and said: "Good fortune and misfortune are most unpredictable and changeable. The white shaman is better than nothing."
Qian Si Abacus checked the robbers' luggage, shook his head and said, "It's true, all the gold and silver they carried have disappeared."
"What on earth is going on? Why do even gold and silver items disappear?"
The group continued on the road, and after walking another twenty miles, they found three people who had died of poisoning on the roadside. These three people were bleeding from their seven orifices, their skin was black, and their facial features were distorted. The appearance of their death was very horrific.
"They are the three brothers of the Ma family!" Qian Sibaanpan blurted out, "They are three poisonous cultivators. The number of people they poisoned to death ranges from one thousand to eight hundred."
"Unexpectedly, they themselves also died of poisoning. The way Wangyouxiang died, how, how..."
Luo Ning said: "It's like using the other person's way to repay the other person's body?"
Qian Sibaopan clapped his hands and said, "Yes! Brother Dao, this is a very accurate statement! Isn't it just a way of repaying the other person with his own way?"
When Li Dingguo, Su Xian and others heard this, they also felt that this sentence hit the spot.
The three poisonous cultivators also did not have any money on them.
Everyone quickened their pace and finally crossed the boundary of Wangyou Township and arrived at the foot of Qingniu Mountain before dusk.
This is indeed the crossroads of official roads, with Chihe River on the left and Qingniu Mountain on the right.
Once here, the number of people suddenly increased.
Everyone walked along the river and soon saw a dilapidated manor at the foot of the mountain beside the road.
The manor was blocked from the sun by the mountains, and it looked indescribably gloomy at this time.
Luo Ning looked up and saw four words on the door of the manor.