She Is Not a Witch

Chapter 14 The Girl Under the Blood Moon

The night before leaving.

Loren Hill slept in the upper floor of Qiong, with the dark mountains outside the window, and there was no light in the house.

Just as the girl fell into a peaceful sleep, a faint pattern emerged from her forehead. It was a pale golden sun pattern surrounded by lotus-like feathers. As this pattern lights up, the girl's hair also glows with golden brilliance like water, illuminating the sleeping figure slightly.

And after this pattern lights up faintly, the light and dark changes seem to be unstable, and then another pattern replaces the pattern of the sun. It was a silver moon disk, and there seemed to be branches and leaves around the moon disk.

When the silver moon pattern lights up, the golden brilliance on the hair also dissipates, replaced by a light silver streamer that spreads along the hair.

The faint patterns of the bright silver moon and the sun, one after another, seem to be vying for something, and the two appear alternately.

Time passed slowly, and finally it seemed that the two were tired, gradually extinguished, returned to normal, the room returned to darkness, and the girl's hair also turned to normal black.

At this time, the night has entered its deepest time.

In his sleep, Roland Hill seemed to be experiencing a bizarre world.

It was an extremely ancient and barbaric era, and the world was populated by various intelligent races with different appearances. Among them are elegant women with wings flying in the sky, warriors shouting and running on wildebeests on the ground, musicians sitting on treetops with pointed ears, and travelers riding whales in the sea.

From the perspective of his own observation, it seems to be a race with no special abilities, mediocre and weak, and can only look up at other races who are enjoying themselves.

But this phenomenon has finally begun to change after many years.

It was an unforgettable night. A young girl looked enviously at the flying figure in the sky, so beautiful and powerful.

She has blood-red pupils, three pairs of blood-red wings, and skin as white as the moon.

The figure found the girl in the forest, and she slowly gathered her wings and lowered her.

"What's your name?" Qi approached slowly, with a hint of kindness in his soft eyebrows.

"I don't know, I don't have a name." The girl opened her eyes wide to see this dreamlike scene.

"That's it... Then how about I give you a name." The woman stroked the girl's hair.

"Just call Julie."

"Crimson Zhu, short for Lilith."

The girl nodded, as if she understood.

"What a good boy." The woman hugged the little girl in front of her, and there seemed to be some tears in her eyes, but it soon returned to normal.

After quietly embracing 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've met, and probably the last."

"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, as if it was the sound of something shattering.

One after another meteors of various colors streak across the long night sky and fall to the earth, including blue, green, orange, yellow, etc., all kinds of colors.

And one of the crimson meteors also fell here, and under the finger of the woman, it sank into the little girl's eyebrows.

"Goodbye, I will be a strong child in the future." After doing these things, the woman seemed to be exhausted to the extreme, and her figure was on the verge of breaking.

"You, what's your name?" the little girl asked as she looked at the figure that was about to dissipate in the sky.

"Wa."

As the last words sounded, his body also turned into 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 windowsill, chirping, pulsing a few times, back and forth on the stone window sill, tilted his head and looked at the room, it seemed that there was no existence suitable for breakfast, and then vibrated. Wings fly away.

The girl at the bedside opened her eyes nervously and sat up slowly to the sound of birds chirping. Her head still seemed to be a little heavy, sometimes drooping, sometimes lifting, and after a while, she stretched out and was fully awake.

Such a long dream, it seems to have gone through hundreds of years. While stretching, the girl suddenly found that a complicated blood moon pattern flashed on the back of her hand, and then disappeared again.

Strange, is it a hallucination? She blinked her pupils, but didn't see the pattern again.

At this time, she recalled the girl with blood-red long hair and pupils in her dream, who was called a witch.

The blood moon witch, Julis, has a rough and legendary life. Led a race that was not favored by any outsiders, and established the first human kingdom in the barbaric desolation.

Those indomitable and stubborn eyes, even in the burning flames, are so shocking and unforgettable all night.

The girl sat at the head of the bed for a long time before she broke away from that distant memory.

Be stronger yourself too. She got dressed, straightened her hair, and walked down the stairs.

Today is the day of departure, and she will also leave this peaceful little cottage and go to the unknown and vast world.

Although I don't know what's waiting for me in the future, it's just a small obstacle in my life.

When Loren Hill walked through the wooden plank road between the Qionglou, the clogs made a slight noise when they stepped on it, and spread briskly toward the opposite side.

"Morning, Lan Xier." An old lady looked up to see the girl and greeted her with a smile.

"Morning, Aunt Ai."

"Are you leaving today?"

"Yes."

"I'll pack you some dried fruit and pancakes later. It's delicious on the way."

"Thank you, Aunt Ai." The girl folded her hands, bowed her head in a salute, and continued walking.

"What a good boy with good manners." Looking at the girl's brisk back, the aunt said with a smile, as if she saw herself when she was young. That would also be the lovable girl in the surrounding villages.

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When Loren Hill came to the yard, Yu Baiqiu was already sitting on the wooden bench beside him and waiting.

"Sorry, I made Uncle Yu wait for a long time." She felt as if she got up late.

"It's okay, it's good to get enough sleep to keep your spirits up, and there's still time before the caravan leaves." Yu Baiqiu naturally wouldn't mind such trivial matters.

"But things have to be checked, don't forget."

"Yeah, I see, Uncle Yu." The girl walked into the room next to it, where Baizao prepared things for her.

"Finally get up, little slacker." Bai Zao said with some humor as she watched the girl carefully sneak into the room.

"This...actually got up early...just..."

"Just what?"

Bai Zao picked up what was at hand and walked towards the girl.

"It's just that I'll be stunned for a while..." The girl pointed to the opposite finger, and said something that she felt unbelievable.

"Okay, I believe you." Baizao took Loren Hill's hand and sat down, then bent over and lifted her feet up.

"Come and try these boots to see if they fit. I changed them again last night. After all, you have to walk a long way. If the shoes don't fit, you will suffer a lot."

"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 cloud-patterned boots and walked back and forth in the room.

"Well, it really suits you." Bai Zao commented. Although the moon-white color is not dirty, she thought about it and felt that this color was suitable for Loren Hill. Maybe it was because of her temperament, and ordinary people really couldn't hold it back.

"A few layers of padding are added to the sole, which will be softer and more comfortable."

"Thank you~"

"Okay, let's take a look at what you want to bring first." Baizao pulled Loren Hill over and showed her the wooden box beside him.

After opening, it has been 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, Baizao took out an item from the underside of the box cover.

"This is..." Roland Hill looked at the thing wrapped in the wooden handle, and there was a faint guess in his heart.

"A short blade."

Bai Zao pulled out the handle of the knife, and the sharp blade was revealed. The blade is very sharp, and there is a touch of oil protection on it to prevent rust.

"This was bought by your brother-in-law outside. It is usually hidden in the booklet and used for self-defense at critical moments."

"But now that he's staying at home, he doesn't need it anymore, so I'll give it to you."

"It's not a precious thing, so you don't need to be polite."

"Uh... well." Roland Hill, who was about to refuse, had to agree.

"Girls should protect themselves outside. By the way, do you know how to use a knife?" At this time, Bai Zao was still a little worried.

"This, it seems to be a little better." The girl recalled the different figures in the dream, some with swords, some with guns, and some with knives, all kinds of weapons have been seen.

Although they didn't use it well at first, with the accumulation of time, one by one finally became superb.

"Really?" Bai Zao didn't believe it. This girl looked like a young lady who didn't touch the spring water. How could she use such a weapon.

"Really a little." The girl answered seriously.

"Then let's make a gesture." Baizao walked into the room, took out two wooden rulers, and put one of them in Roland Hill's hand.

"Yeah." The girl knew that she had to do something to make Baizao feel at ease.

The two came to the courtyard and stood opposite each other. Yu Baiqiu became curious when he heard about it. He heard that in those big families, the children of some large families also practice swordsmanship. This is like the necessary etiquette, and it is not always It's a bit embarrassing.

In this world with extraordinary power, martial arts and monks coexist, swordsmanship and poetry and writing are all admirable.

"It's started." Bai Zao turned around and stepped forward, waving the wooden ruler in his hand like a sword, ready to pick up the wooden ruler in the girl's hand.

When the girl saw Baizao rushing forward, she did not panic at all. Instead, she took a step calmly and avoided it with ease. Then, the long sword in her hand turned like an antelope with its horns, directly avoiding Baizao's attack, and then piercing directly into Baizao's. On the chest, the wooden ruler pressed against the ribs in the middle of the chest, stopping its progress.

This one, not only Bai Zao was stunned, but even Yu Baiqiu, who had been using knives and guns all the year round, lost his jaw in shock.

Although the strength is still lacking, the proficiency and swiftness of the skills alone are simply superb.

"Come again." Bai Zao was a little unbelievable, feeling that he had to try again.

"Yeah." The girl nodded, and the two backed away again.

This time Baizao is obviously more serious. Although she has not been teaching art in Chixian for a long time, her foundation is still solid, and she also has a set of skilled swordsmanship.

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The next time she stepped on a slightly curved step, the sword light followed her, like a white snake, changing gracefully, swept through the air, and stabbed the girl in the courtyard.

Seeing the opponent's sword light pressing down, he kept shrinking the angle, forcing the girl to a blind spot. She slightly adjusted, and the wooden ruler waved out again, hitting the opponent's tip of the ruler in an afterimage, shaking the ruler's body, and then slashing back, placing the wooden ruler directly on the side of Baizao's neck.

The courtyard suddenly became quiet, and after a long time, a burst of applause sounded, it turned out to be Yu Baiqiu applauding.

"Extraordinary, extraordinary. Forgive me for being a rude person, I can't think of a good word, so I can only describe it like this." He said with a sigh.

"It seems that I underestimate Lan Xi." Bai Zao also put down the wooden ruler in his hand.

I thought it was a cute rabbit, but I didn't expect it to be a white bird living in the world.

After she finished speaking, she grabbed Roland Hill and hooped the dodging guy tightly.

"You hide it very well, hum..."

"Wow, I didn't mean it either." Roland Hill struggled.

"However, this can be regarded as reassuring, at least a first- and second-tier cultivator can't help you." Bai Zao let go of his arm, looked at the 16-17-year-old girl, and helped her straighten her hair.

"Remember to come back to see me later."

"Hmm." The girl nodded.

"Okay, it's time to go. I'll help you carry the things over there." In fact, it was just a small wooden box.

The three walked to the foothold of the merchants on the side of the cottage, and now they are also packing up and ready to go.

"Take this, some food on the way." Aunt Ai also came over.

"Okay." The girl took the small burden.

Bai Zao and Yu Baiqiu stepped forward and continued to chat with the person in charge of the caravan, and then she turned around and waved to the girl.

"I'll put this on for you." After speaking, Bai Zao took out a small hat with a veil around it.

"It's better to hide your appearance as much as possible on the road, and it's safer."

Roland Hill obediently put on the hat, and listened to Bai Zao explain some things, then waved goodbye and walked towards the business team.

An hour later, with the sound of a long horn, Wu Zehangshang's team set off again and walked towards the outside of the cottage.

Among them, a dozen or so captive cows walked in front, scouting out and leveling the road under their feet, while a few pack horses in the back followed with their cargo on their backs.

The copper bell rang slowly, and the team gradually moved away from this small cottage in the deep mountains and entered the vast mountains and rivers and marshes of Qingdai.

Loren Hill sat on the back of a carriage, leaning against the slightly bumpy fence, looking at the hazy world shrouded in smoke in the distance, a touch of water vapor fell on her skin, making her feel slightly moist.

The mountains are long and continuous, and there is no end in sight. Occasionally, a few loud beast roars can be heard from the distant valley, bringing up a burst of egrets and flying across the blue sky.

What legends and stories will there be in this world?

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