Time flies by, and it has been nearly three months since Lorraine Hill came to this area.
It is difficult for sunlight to enter the valley, and only a little reflection falls into it, illuminating the surrounding environment.
It is already May. Compared with before, there have been a few light rains recently, making the area around the valley a little wetter. Many residents are also taking advantage of the season to plant a local black barley. Although this crop has a low yield.
It is tall, but fortunately it can adapt to this cold and barren environment, so it is planted by the majority of residents.
In the morning, Lorraine Hill put on a light black veil and came out of the shrine, walked a few steps in the valley, turned a few corners, and came to a narrow plank road hidden behind a boulder.
Hard stone steps go up along the plank road, leading directly to the outside of the valley. However, such a plank road is too steep, and it takes considerable courage for ordinary people to walk on it.
Fortunately, the girl can fly now, so she is not as afraid of heights as she was in her previous life. She held on to the cold iron rope beside the plank road and walked up step by step. As for the two birds, they had already flown to the sky to play around, I guess.
Will return to Lorraine Hill after a while.
Slowly going up along the plank road, the houses and figures in the valley below are getting smaller and smaller in the field of vision. If you watch them for a long time, you may have the illusion of jumping and panic.
The girl retracted her overlooking gaze, returned her gaze to the plank road in front of her, and continued climbing.
About ten minutes later, this winding and steep plank road finally came to an end, and the green wilderness gradually emerged from the horizon and came into view.
Because it had just rained, the black barley in the fields was growing well, with new green shoots sprouting out, which was very pleasing to look at.
There is rarely a depression here. In the early morning, some residents will pick up the accumulated rainwater in the valley and water the black barley to prevent them from getting thirsty. By the end of August, the black barley will probably be mature.
.
Because there is a black husk in the ears of the grain, which is different from wheat in the outside world, it is called black barley. In fact, it can be regarded as a variety of wheat.
After harvesting, residents will remove the ears and then store them. This is a year's worth of grain.
Unlike those fertile areas where crops can be harvested three times a year, it is very difficult to harvest crops once a year in the Ximu Mountains. Sometimes we have to consider the lack of water, attacks by monsters, the outbreak of Nine Netherworld Qi, etc., and the output often has to be increased.
Fold in half.
After standing on the hillside and looking at the green seedlings below, Lorraine Hill continued walking. It was about 10 o'clock in the morning, and there were only a few people in the field, wearing bamboo hats and walking among them, patrolling the field.
Remove weeds, turn over fallen seedlings, etc.
Lorraine Hill also moved forward along the narrow field ridge, ready to take a closer look.
The light-colored shoes stepped on the soft soil, suppressing the weeds on the field ridge. After arriving at a newly sprouted field, the girl squatted down carefully to prevent her dress from getting wet, and then carefully looked at the clothes in front of her.
Seedlings come.
The light blue magic power extended along the seedlings, clearly showing its internal structure and growth in his mind. Then Lorraine Hill also analyzed the directions for improvement of these grains.
After a long time, she planted another seedling and stood up.
It is not impossible to modify this variety to produce higher yields. However, the extent of the increase in yield is not that surprising.
The so-called clever woman cannot make a meal without rice. Due to the influence of land, climate, external factors and other factors, no matter how good the variety is, it cannot double its output.
The fertility of the soil is limited, the girl thought. It would be a good idea to take out the old alfalfa to increase the fertility of the soil and plant it in rotation.
Unfortunately, after rebirth, many things were lost. If she wanted to obtain that special alfalfa, she had to reinvent it. Unfortunately, there was no original version of alfalfa here.
This is not something that can be done in a short time. I am afraid that I will have to go to other states and counties in the future to see if alfalfa exists. If not, I will have to wait for her to return to the Western Continent and get the seeds there.
After thinking about it, Lorraine Hill gradually walked to the end of the field. When he looked up, a simple fence appeared in front of him. It was not so much a fence as it was some flags hanging on a rope.
The yellow banner was printed with unknown mantras using blue dye, exuding a faint special aura.
This is... Before the girl could dig through her memory to find the answer, a girl's voice sounded beside her.
"Lord Jialan, are you checking the Banner Realm?" His voice was a little childish and green.
Lorraine Hill turned around and saw a girl of about fifteen years old standing behind her. She was holding a basket in her hand. There were many yellow flags in it, the same as those hanging on the rope.
"My mother made these, so I occasionally come over to help." Seeing that Lorraine Hill didn't speak, the girl also explained nervously, fearing to cause the adult's displeasure.
"Well, actually, I just came here for a casual visit and didn't mean to check." The girl shook her head and asked.
"What are these banners for? They don't look like decoration to me."
"This is very useful." After hearing Lorraine Hill ask her, the little girl explained with a little pride.
"After these yellow flags are hung here, ordinary ghosts and monsters will not come over. This can avoid damaging crops."
Is it similar to a scarecrow? Lorraine Hill thought to herself. At this time, she also recalled that there were actually similar things behind the shrine, but Granny Grotto's arrangement was much more formal and more powerful, so she did not think of the two for a moment.
consistent.
The two continued to talk, and Lorraine Hill gradually learned that this girl's mother was once a student of Granny Grotto, and she also worked in the shrine. However, she later got married and moved out.
"Although mother doesn't go to the shrine now, she still takes time to make these things to help everyone resist the attacks of those bad guys."
The two of them walked along the flag border at the edge of the field. From time to time, the little girl took off the damaged yellow flags and replaced them with the good yellow flags in the basket.
"How many levels of ghosts and monsters can this isolate?" Lorraine Hill asked, looking at the little girl untying the banner in front of her.
"I don't know, but I heard from my mother that it is definitely not good for powerful monsters, but it can drive away ordinary low-level monsters. Just like very annoying things, ordinary ghosts will not approach them unconsciously."
"Although it's not very powerful, it can make a lot of changes for ordinary people like us, and food production will be higher."
"If you are really unlucky and encounter a powerful monster attack, then it can only be said to be fate." The girl shook her head. Although she was young, she was sensible very early and would not naively think that everything would be worry-free.
"...Well, Master Jialan, is Grandma Geluo in good health now?" The girl seemed to hesitate for a long time before finally asking.
"It's pretty good." The girl recalled Granny Gro's daily appearance. Although she was older, she didn't look like she had inconvenient legs and feet.
"Huh, that's good." The girl breathed a sigh of relief. Then she saw that Lorraine Hill was puzzled, so she explained in detail.
It turned out that her mother had helped work in the shrine when she was young. Granny Grotto taught her a lot of knowledge and successfully trained her to become a Sequence 4 dragon witch. Unfortunately, when her mother was in her 20s, she met a...
The handsome young man is the girl's father.
"...Later, my mother and father got married and left the shrine. Although Grandma Grotto never blamed her, my mother always felt guilty because her relationship with her father had been hidden from Grandma Grotto.
And her departure also left the shrine with fewer people to support her, and it was a waste of Granny Gro’s years of hard work in teaching.”
"Because I was not well-behaved when I was a child and always liked to cry. My mother took great pains in raising me, and my plans to go back to the shrine to continue helping were disrupted several times. After that, as time went by, coupled with the changes in the world, my own strength completely regressed, and I never had it again.
It’s time to go back and see Granny Grotto’s courage.”
There was a hint of uneasiness in the girl's voice, and she felt that it was because of herself that her mother was like this.
"I know." Lorraine Hill replied softly.
"...Hey, what does Master Jialan know?" The girl raised her head in surprise, a little confused.
"I know your mood and feelings." Lorraine Hill replied.
"This... that..." The girl was a little at a loss.
"Don't worry, I will carefully inquire about Grandma Gro's opinion of your mother." Lorraine Hill said this.
The two of them walked the rest of the way, and then Lorraine Hill also helped the girl hang these yellow flags until the field boundaries outside the valley were checked.
"Okay, that's it for today."
The afterglow of the setting sun shone on the earth, coating the girl's soft hair with a light golden color. The two stood on the edge of the cliff in the valley and said goodbye.
"Thank you, Sister Jialan, for your help." The girl leaned over to thank her. It turned out that this adult was not as cold as the rumors.
"Nothing, just wait for my news tomorrow. Let's meet here." Lorraine Hill waved his hand.
"Yeah." The girl nodded happily.
Seeing this, Lorraine Hill leaned back and fell directly into the valley below.
The girl opened her mouth in surprise and wanted to step forward to see what was going on. At this moment, a soft air flow hit her, lifting her up and falling into the valley below.
Two birds spread their wings and flew from behind the girl, and the air flow carried them held her as she fell into the deep valley below. The wind whistled in her ears, and before her eyes was a scenery she had never seen before.
It turned out that there were so many special places in the valley when viewed from above, and the little girl felt a burst of novelty and surprise in her heart. After circling around the valley for a while, her body slowly fell to the ground with the air flow.
When I looked back, those two special birds had already flown high to the other end of the valley. And on the steps in front of the shrine, a girl in black feathers was smiling and waving goodbye to her, the ends of her hair
