Lorraine Hill was sleeping in the Qionglou. Outside the window was the dark mountains and there was no light inside the house.
Just when the girl fell into a peaceful sleep, a faint pattern emerged from her forehead. It was a pale golden sun pattern with lotus-like feathers surrounding it. As this pattern lit up, the girl's hair
A golden light like water also appeared, slightly illuminating the sleeping figure.
After this pattern dimly lit up, the changes in light and dark seemed unstable, and then another pattern replaced the sun pattern. It was a silver moon disk, and there seemed to be branches and leaves surrounding the moon disk.
When the silver moon pattern lights up, the golden brilliance on the hair also dissipates, replaced by a shallow silver stream that spreads along the hair.
The faint patterns of the silvery moon and the sun appear one after another, as if they are faintly competing for something, and the two appear alternately.
Time passed slowly, and finally, as if they were tired, they gradually extinguished and returned to normal, the room returned to darkness, and the girl's hair turned into its usual black color.
At this time, the night has also entered its deepest stage.
In his sleep, Lorraine Hill seemed to be experiencing a strange and bizarre world.
It was an extremely ancient and wild era. There were various intelligent races in the world with different appearances. Among them were elegant women with wings flying in the sky, warriors riding wildebeests on the earth shouting and running, and some sitting on the top of trees with long hair.
There are musicians with pointed ears and travelers riding whales in the sea.
From the perspective of my own observation, it seems that I am a race with no special abilities, mediocre and weak, and I can only look up to other races that stretch themselves to the fullest.
But after many years of this phenomenon, it finally began to change.
It was an unforgettable night. A young girl looked at the flying figure in the sky with envy, so beautiful and powerful.
She has blood-red eyes, three pairs of blood-red wings, and skin as white as the moon.
The figure spotted the girl in the forest, and she slowly folded her wings and descended.
"What's your name?" He approached slowly, with a hint of kindness in his soft brows.
"I don't know, I don't have a name." The girl opened her eyes wide and looked at this dreamlike scene.
"That's it...how about I give you a name." The woman touched the girl's hair.
"Just call me Julies."
"Vermilion as red as blood, short for Lilith."
The girl nodded, as if she understood.
"What a good boy." The woman hugged the little girl in front of her. There seemed to be some tears in her eyes, but she soon returned to normal.
After embracing each other quietly for a while, the woman slowly rose up, and the three pairs of bright red wings behind her also emitted a soft light.
"This is the first time we have met, and perhaps the last time we have met."
"Let me give you a gift." Her figure gradually became illusory, like rippling water.
As the woman's words fell, the bright moon in the sky gradually turned silver, and then a slight sound sounded in the sky, which seemed to be the sound of something breaking.
Meteors of various colors streak across the long night sky and fall to the earth. There are blue, green, orange, yellow, etc., all kinds of colors.
And one of the crimson meteors also fell here. Pulled by the woman's fingers, it sank into the little girl's eyebrows.
"Goodbye, I will be a strong child from now on." After doing these things, the woman seemed to be extremely exhausted and her body was on the verge of breaking.
"You, what's your name?" the little girl asked, looking at the figure that was about to disappear in the sky.
"Wa."
As these last words rang out, his body turned into particles of light sand and disappeared with the wind.
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In the early morning, a little bird with gray and blue feathers landed on the window sill, chirped, and occasionally jumped a few times. It walked back and forth on the stone window sill. It tilted its head and looked at the room. It seemed that there was nothing suitable for making breakfast. Then it shook its head.
The wings fly away.
Amidst the chirping of birds, the girl on the bedside opened her eyes in confusion and slowly sat up. Her head seemed a little heavy, sometimes hanging down and sometimes lifting up. After a while, she stretched.
Wake up completely.
It was such a long dream, as if it had lasted for hundreds of years. While stretching, the girl suddenly noticed that a complicated blood moon pattern flashed across the back of her hand, and then disappeared.
Strange, was it an illusion? She blinked her eyes, but didn't see the pattern again.
At this moment, she recalled the girl with long blood-red hair and eyes in her dream, who was called a witch.
The Blood Moon Witch, Julies, had a bumpy and legendary life. She led a race that was not favored by any outsiders and established the first human kingdom in the barbaric wilderness.
That unyielding, stubborn look in his eyes was so shocking even in the flames, making it unforgettable all night long.
The girl sat on the bedside for a long time before she was freed from that distant memory.
She also had to be stronger. She put on her clothes, fixed her hair, and walked down the stairs.
Today is the day to set off, and she will leave this peaceful little village and head towards the unknown and vast world.
Although I don’t know what is waiting for me in the future, this is just a small obstacle in life.
When Lorraine Hill walked through the wooden plank road between the temples, the wooden clogs made a slight sound when he stepped on it, spreading briskly to the opposite side.
"Good morning, Lan Xi'er." An aunt looked up and saw the girl and greeted her with a smile.
"Morning, Aunt Ai."
"Are you leaving today?"
"Yes."
"I'll pack you some dried fruits and pancakes later to eat on the way."
"Thank you Aunt Ai." The girl folded her hands, bowed her head in salute, and then continued walking.
"What a polite and good boy." Looking at the girl's brisk back, the aunt said with a smile, as if she saw herself in her youth. At that time, she was also a popular girl in the surrounding villages.
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When Lorraine Hill came to the yard, Yu Baiqiu was already sitting on a wooden bench nearby and waiting.
"Sorry for keeping Uncle Yu waiting for so long." She felt as if she got up late.
"It's okay. It's good to sleep more to refresh yourself. It's still a while before the caravan sets off." Naturally, Yu Baichou wouldn't mind such a trivial matter.
"But things need to be checked, don't forget."
"Yeah, I understand, Uncle Yu." The girl walked into a nearby room, where there were things Bai Zao had prepared for her.
"Finally got up, little lazy boy." Bai Zao said with some humor as he watched the girl carefully sneak into the house.
"Well... I actually got up very early... It's just..."
"Just what?"
Bai Zao picked up the thing at hand and walked towards the girl.
"It's just that I'm in a daze..." The girl crossed her fingers and said something she didn't think was credible.
"Okay, I believe you." Bai Zao took Lorraine Hill's hand and sat down, then bent over and lifted her feet up.
"Let's try on these boots to see if they fit. I changed them again last night. You have to walk a long way after all, and you will suffer a lot on the way if your shoes don't fit."
"Thank you, Sister Bai." The girl didn't know how many times she said this.
After that, she put on a new pair of moon-white moiré boots and walked around the house.
"Well, it does suit you very well." Bai Zao commented. Although the moon white color is not easy to stain, she thought about it and felt that this color is still suitable for Lorraine Hill. Maybe it is because of her temperament. Most people really
Can't hold it down.
"A few layers of cushions are added to the soles, which will make them softer and more comfortable."
"Thank you~"
"Okay, let's take a look at what you want to bring first." Bai Zao pulled Lorraine Hill over and asked her to look at the wooden box beside her.
After opening it, it was neatly divided into several layers, including clothes, shoes, towels and other daily necessities, as well as small mirrors, combs, hairpins and other things for girls. Finally, Bai Zao took out something from the underside of the lid.
"This is..." Lorraine Hill looked at the thing wrapped with a wooden handle and had a vague guess in his heart.
"A short blade."
Bai Zao pulled out the handle of the knife, and the sharp blade was revealed. The blade was ground very sharp, and it was protected by a light oil to prevent rust.
"Your brother-in-law bought this from outside before. He usually hides it in the slips and takes it out for self-defense at critical moments."
"But now that he's at home, he doesn't need it anymore, so I'll give it to you."
"It's not a valuable item, so you don't have to be polite."
"Uh...Okay..." Lorraine Hill, who was about to refuse, had no choice but to agree.
"Girls should protect themselves outside. By the way, can you use a knife?" Bai Zao was still a little worried at this time.
"This, it seems, I know a little bit." The girl recalled the figures in the dream with different postures. Some of them used swords, some used guns, and some used knives. She had seen all kinds of weapons.
Although they didn't use it well at first, as time went by, each of them eventually became superb.
"Really?" Bai Zao didn't believe it. This girl looked like a young lady who had no fingers in the water. How could she use such a murderous weapon?
"I'm really good at it." The girl replied seriously.
"Then let's make a gesture." Bai Zao walked into the room, took out two wooden rulers, and put one of them into Lorraine Hill's hand.
"Yeah." The girl knew that she had to show some skills to make Bai Zao feel at ease.
The two came to the yard and stood facing each other. Yu Baichou became curious after hearing about it. He heard that in those big families, the children could also practice swordsmanship to some extent. This was just like the necessary etiquette, and it was not routine at all.
It's a bit embarrassing.
In this world of extraordinary power, martial arts and literature coexist, and swordsmanship and poetry are both admirable.
"Let's begin." Bai Zao turned around and stepped forward, waving the wooden ruler in his hand like a sword, preparing to fly away the wooden ruler in the girl's hand.
Seeing Bai Zao's rapid advance, the girl did not panic at all. Instead, she moved very calmly and avoided it easily. Then she turned the sword in her hand like an antelope hanging its horns, directly avoiding Bai Zao's attack, and then stabbed directly into Bai Zao's body.
On the chest, the wooden ruler was pressed against the ribs in the middle of the chest, stopping its progress.
Not only Bai Zao was stunned by this item, but even Yu Baiqiu, who had been using swords and guns all year round, was shocked.
Although his strength is still lacking, his proficiency and agility in technique are simply superb.
"Come again." Bai Zao was a little disbelieving and felt that he had to try again.
"Yes." The girl nodded, and the two stepped away again.
Bai Zao is obviously more serious this time. Although she has been teaching skills in Chixian for a short time, her foundation is still solid and she has a skillful set of swordsmanship.
This time she was walking in a slightly curved step, and the sword light followed her, like a white snake, changing gracefully, passing through the air, and stabbing the girl in the courtyard.
Seeing the opponent's sword light approaching, she kept shrinking the angle, forcing the girl into a blind corner. After a brief adjustment, she swung out the wooden ruler again, directly hitting the opponent's tip in the afterimage, shaking the ruler body, and then returned with the force.
To chop, place the wooden ruler directly on the side of the white algae's neck.
The courtyard suddenly became quiet. After a long time, a burst of applause sounded. It turned out to be Yu Baiqiu applauding.
"Extraordinary, extraordinary. Forgive me for being a rough guy, I can't think of any good words, I can only describe it this way." He said with a sigh.
"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 turned out to be a white bird living in the world.
After finishing speaking, she grabbed Lorraine Hill and tightly hugged the evasive guy.
"You hide it well, huh..."
"Oh, I didn't mean it either." Lorraine Hill struggled and said.
"However, you can rest assured that at least the first and second level practitioners will not be able to trouble you." Bai Zao let go of his arm, looked at the 16-17 year old girl, and helped her tidy up her hair.
"Remember to come back and see me in the future."
"Yeah." The girl nodded.
"Okay, it's time to go. Let me help you move your things." In fact, it's just a small wooden box.
The three of them walked towards the merchant's accommodation on the side of the village. Now they were also packing their things and getting ready to set off.
"Take this, something to eat on the way." Aunt Ai also came over.
"Okay." The girl took the little bundle.
Bai Zao and Yu Baichou stepped forward and continued to chat with the person in charge of the caravan for a few words. Then she turned around and waved to the girl.
"Put this on for you." After saying this, Bai Zao took out a small bamboo hat with a circle of gauze around it.
"It's better to hide your appearance as much as possible on the road. It's also safer."
Lorraine Hill put on the bamboo hat obediently, listened to Bai Zao explain some things, then waved goodbye and walked towards the traveling merchant team.
An hour later, as a long trumpet sounded, the Wuze merchant team set off again, walking towards the outside of the village.
Among them, about ten prisoner oxen walked in front, exploring and smoothing the road under their feet, while several packhorses behind them followed with the cargo on their backs.
The copper bell rang leisurely, and the team gradually moved away from the small village in the mountains and entered the vast green mountains and rivers.
Lorraine Hill sat on the back of a carriage, holding on to the slightly bumpy fence, looking at the hazy world filled with smoke in the distance. The faint moisture fell on her skin, making her feel slightly moist.
The mountains are long and continuous, with no end in sight. Occasionally, a few wild beast roars are heard from the distant valley, bringing waves of herons to fly across the blue sky.
What kind of legends and stories will there be in this world?