The morning fog is just beginning, and the sea of ​​fog is rolling.

A huge ferocious white snake swam in the white mist, sometimes raising its head and sometimes diving in, flicking its tail, like a fish swimming in water. Today Bai Yujun plans to visit Yunyao Ancient Village. It is also a totem of the sacred beast. He must have walked out after not seeing him for a few months.

haze.

The things in Snake Valley are almost done. Let’s go out for a walk. Yunyao Ancient Village is so miserable now that it’s hard to ask for food. You will probably starve.

There are mountain people working in the terraced fields.

It is the rice-planting season at this time. Barefoot and bending down to plant rice in the paddy field, there are more women in the field.

The mountain people in the mountains are always very hard-working. Women wearing blue or colorful woven clothes skillfully press the seedlings into the muddy water. Farm work requires skills. If you don't know the skills, you will not only be tired but also not be able to do the work well.

The women in the village have no complaints about taking care of the children and the elderly and doing farm work.

A young white girl was planting rice seedlings quickly. She felt a little tired and straightened up.

Then, the girl was surprised to see the huge white snake walking leisurely in the clouds and mist in the valley next to the terraces. Its huge body was very close to the terraces under her feet, so close that she could touch the white jade-like snake scales as long as she jumped up...

One by one, the mountain villagers who were transplanting rice seedlings straightened up, either quiet or happy.

In their opinion, seeing the sacred beast during the busy farming season is an auspicious thing, as it heralds good weather and a good harvest of rice this year. Maybe their guess is right.

The terraced rice fields, which are closely related to water, meet the white snake, which controls wind, rain, thunder and lightning. This year is destined to be a bumper harvest, although the white snake is a little weaker.

The mountain people cheered, raising their hands covered with mud and water to wave at the sacred beast in the thick fog.

The girl screamed excitedly. The sudden arrival of the sacred beast brought a glimmer of hope to these mountain people who had not yet come out of the gloom. Ordinary mountain people did not know how to ask for much, they only hoped for a good harvest and reunion.

Bai Yujun turned to look at the villagers working in the terraced fields, then swung the snake's tail and twisted its direction to circle around the terraced mountains.

They're here anyway, so I might as well make a guest appearance as a holy beast to give them some comfort.

The huge body meandered around, flying over the heads of the mountain people, causing the leaves to rustle in the air, rising and falling along the curved mountain ridges, and passing over the field ridges.

The terraced fields reflect the blue sky and white clouds on the quiet water surface, and the terraced fields are picturesque. In the painting, there is a huge white snake carrying mist passing by.

After bringing enough confidence to the mountain people, Bai Yujun turned to swim towards the ancient village, occasionally flying at low altitude over the treetop lake, and occasionally rising up to cross the waterfall and causing water to fill the sky. I guess only Bai Yujun was careless.

There is no way. When you are of low strength and are not doing well, what you have to do is not to be secretly resentful, but to be open-minded.

There is a saying that if you fall, don't get up, just lie on the ground and push forward as hard as you can. As long as you have a good attitude, it's no big deal.

You can see the ancient village in the distance.

The city walls are mottled and covered with moss, and the houses are scattered in rows and rows. They look the same as those seen before.

However, it is obvious that there is a lack of vitality in the village. This is caused by the villagers' sadness and weakened luck. The problem is not big or small. Forget it, help them restore their luck. Anyway, it is a trivial matter.

Son, if Yunyao Ancient Village declines, doesn't it mean that our holy beast is unlucky and unlucky! For the sake of face, we can't let the village weaken!

Immediately, he flew into the ancient village with great momentum.

The archers guarding the city wall recognized the sacred beast and waved flags to indicate that nothing was wrong.

Passing over the green tiles of the densely packed wooden houses, no one knew whose roof tiles were torn off, and the air flow blew away which girl's clothes. The local dog was so frightened that it lay on the ground and whimpered, and then flew into the village carelessly.

He landed on the ground and transformed into a snake-tailed humanoid, this time wearing Jiuli costumes.

Mu Duo stood at the door and looked at the holy beast of the ancient village. He felt relaxed for no reason. The fatigue from months of hard work was relieved a lot, as if the holy beast had some special ability.

"You came."

"Let's see how you guys are doing. I'm going to travel to Cyanwood Mountain in a few days."

"travel?"

Mu Duo didn't understand the meaning of the word "tourism". It was difficult to understand literally.

"I just want to go on a trip. It's spring plowing. Is there nothing in the village?"

"It's still the same. The patriarch is about to recover, and the old priest... should be fine."

Bai Yujun reflexively looked at the old priest's house and felt that the old man was a bit incompetent. He made a mistake. It was not too late to make amends. It was unworthy of his position to stay in there for a few months. At least he came out to take care of something.

However, what's going on with those little girls next to them who hesitate to speak?

She was the girl who had delivered meals to Bai Yujun, and who was also responsible for taking care of the saint's daily life. She stood in the distance chattering and wanted to come forward but didn't dare, so she waved and called her to ask.

"Who is that? Yes, it's you, come here."

One of the little girls pointed at herself, saw the holy beast nodded, and trotted over quickly.

Mu Duo frowned.

"Cai'er, don't talk nonsense."

The girl named Cai'er had the courage to refuse the saint's request. She angrily told Bai Yujun something, something that seemed excessive.

"Lord Holy Beast, the young leader of the Black Rock Ancient Village bullied our Yunyao Ancient Village! Seeing that we suffered losses, he threatened the Saint to marry him! He also said that if she didn't marry him, he would lead troops to occupy our village! Lord Holy Beast will definitely protect us.

Protect the Saint!"

"Cai'er!"

Mu Duo's face remained indifferent. Cai'er ran away quickly after saying that. Although she was a maid, she was also a fierce girl.

Bai Yujun was stunned.

What do you mean? Taking advantage of the fire? Remember that Black Rock Ancient Village was also a Baibe Village, right? Why didn’t we get invaded by the Kurobe but instead encountered stabbings in the back by our own people? It seems that I have an impression of the Black Rock Ancient Village. Who mentioned it...

"Black Rock Ancient Village is that...what..."

Mu Duo reluctantly added an explanation.

"Heiyan Ancient Village also has a sacred animal totem, the peacock."

"His~ It's quite arrogant. I wonder if this Yunyao Ancient Village is the territory of this snake? No matter if it's a peacock or not, I'll beat him until his grandmother doesn't even recognize him! Then he'll eat it and digest it in his stomach!"

A certain snake's scales were a little bit fried. He was just about to come over to support the village and add luster to his name, when some young patriarch came out shamelessly and wanted to do such a dandy thing. He was obviously relying on his high level of cultivation of the holy beast.

Se, no! Mu Duo is the saint who is responsible for our holy beasts. What should I do if your kid kidnapped me?

"Come in and sit."

Mu Duo's face was as cold as ever, as if everything had nothing to do with her. In fact, she was a person who kept everything in her heart. Bai Yujun remembered hearing her sigh several times during the night, and Bai Yujun was absolutely confident in his hearing. He heard her correctly.

After entering the room, he lay down on the couch with his legs crossed and his face looked dissatisfied.

"What do you think? Are you going to agree to that Young Bird Clan Leader?" Bai Yujun asked worriedly.

Saint Muduo looked out the window at the blue sky.

"If the situation is overwhelming, it doesn't matter if you get married."

Well, Bai Yujun finally understands that this girl is just a piece of wood and can do anything for the sake of the village. But if a saint marries a holy beast like us, won’t her title be revoked?
Chapter completed!