She Is Not a Witch Chapter 97: The Witch of Misty Rain

After sitting under the warm sycamore tree all night, the sky gradually became pale white, and the voices in my ears gradually increased.

It is dawn.

Treading on the morning dew, Lorraine Hill jumped over the stones in the mountains and walked towards the small town in the fog below.

This is a paradise isolated from the world. Many local residents have lived on the island all their lives, and they don't know much about the outside world. Naturally, they don't know this cute girl.

She is wearing a blue embroidered skirt with a white background, with tassel knots on the corners of the clothes, and her long black hair is scattered in the wind, which seems to be extraordinarily light, making people want to touch it.

After arriving in the town, Lorraine Hill came to a breakfast stall and sat down quietly and obediently, waiting for the meal he had ordered to be served.

People's work and rest here are very leisurely. There are not many people who come out to eat in the morning, and they are not in a hurry. Sitting in front of this old wooden table, Lorraine Hill listened to their occasional conversation at that time, and said things in life.

After a while, the warm tofu nao was brought up, with a light yellow in the snow white, you can see it bouncing and shaking when you press it gently with a spoon, emitting a little heat in the bowl.

Scoop up a little with a spoon, the original big piece is broken into small pieces, with a little clear soup in it, put it in the mouth, the tofu brain just touches the teeth, it breaks, and then the tongue upload Come with a smooth, tender and sweet taste, with steaming warmth to dissipate the coldness of the morning.

After breakfast, Lorraine Hill continued to wander the streets. This small town on the island retains many ancient customs and traditions, and you can vaguely see some lingering charms of the East thousands of years ago.

The shop selling clothes on the street has probably been opened for hundreds of years, and you can see faintly hollowed-out wormholes in the doorposts. People in the surrounding area also wear clothes made in this shop from generation to generation.

In addition to some ordinary clothes, there are also a few special Chinese clothes, some are specially worn for weddings, and some are specially used for sacrifices. These clothes are very particular. The shopkeeper gave Luo Lan Hill said that they are all regulations passed down from his ancestors.

It is said that a long time ago, people from all over the world would take boats to visit the Phoenix on the Yellow Sea Mountain, and at this time, they would buy a special sacrificial costume at the foot of the mountain, because meeting the Phoenix is ​​a very solemn event , can not dress indistinctly, otherwise it is disrespectful. The ancestors of this shop also accumulated family property because of this, and then settled down on this island.

"However, this is a very old thing. According to my grandfather's grandfather, there used to be seven or eight clothes shops on the island, but now there are only two or three shops left."

"Is it because there are fewer outsiders?" Lorraine Hill stood in front of a black-based sacrificial robe with purple embroidery, and gently pinched the corner of the garment with his hand to feel the fabric material of the garment.

"It's almost like this, because after the death of the Fujun, the five phoenixes lived in different places, and there were fewer gatherings here. Later, the five phoenixes disappeared one by one, and the mountain of the Yellow Sea gradually became barren. .”

The shopkeeper swept the corners of the shop with a duster, removed some accumulated dust, and made some hanging clothes look brighter. Looking at his appearance, it is estimated that the people who come here are usually close neighbors, and he has never paid attention to cleaning. Today, the distinguished customer Lorraine Hill came to the store with great difficulty, so he paid a little attention to it.

As for why this girl is considered a distinguished guest, it is naturally because of her exquisitely crafted and extraordinary material dress. In addition, Lorraine Hill's appearance is also surprising enough.

"This dress looks like it's been hanging for a long time." Lorraine Hill withdrew her hand and turned to look at the store not far behind.

"Is this sacrificial costume? It should be made by my grandfather. At that time, very rare Shenxuan cloth and purple gold thread were used, but there was no suitable buyer, so it was hung here." Do less business, don't talk about exaggeration and price increases, but talk about the origin of the clothes and the fact that they can't be sold.

"Does this lady want it?"

"I kind of want it." Although it's not perfect, but in this store, this dress is the best, except for a little dust.

"I flipped through the previous brochures." As he said, the shopkeeper bent down and rummaged under the counter for a while, as if he had opened the locked drawer, and after a lot of effort, he took out a dusty old booklet book.

"About twenty...seven gold dishes." He looked at the brochure, seemed to hesitate, and then reported the number.

"Don't look at it as old, but the material is really excellent, and no one can make such clothes now, so it will be more expensive."

"Is that so?" Lorraine Hill blinked with a smile.

Actually, she wasn't short of money, and she didn't intend to counter-offer. It was just fun watching the shopkeeper scratching her head and thinking of reasons.

"Yes, miss, look, the flowers, plants and divine bird embroidery are all sewed strictly according to the ancient system. They are not embroidered indiscriminately, and the overall look is very good. In ancient times, such clothes were only eligible to be worn by high officials when offering sacrifices, but now that they are in decline, ordinary people don't mind wearing them."

"Okay, I see." Lorraine Hill nodded, and took out a small kit from his sleeve, which contained thirty gold dishes.

The shopkeeper carefully unwrapped the kits with joy, counted them one by one on the counter, and finally took out three more and pushed them to Lorraine Hill.

"These are the three extra gold dishes."

"It's okay, I know this is extra." Lorraine Hill stood in front of the counter holding the folded clothes.

"You can accept it, but I still want to hear you continue to talk about the things on the island in the past, as well as the legend about Fujun and Wufeng."

"Okay, thank you, Miss." The shopkeeper accepted the golden dish with a smile on his face, then poured tea for Lorraine Hill, and moved a wooden chair for him to sit down, and then continued to talk at the counter Reminiscing about some past events passed down from generation to generation.

In this way, Lorraine Hill listened to those ancient stories and anecdotes in this peaceful little shop, some of which are classics handed down to later generations, and some of which Lorraine Hill has never heard of in the outside world, such as red It is said that Feng Suqin was afraid of the dark when she was a child. Caihua made her a vermilion lantern and asked her to carry it at night. Later, the style of this lantern gradually spread, and every household would hang it during festivals. It's just that after popularization, few people know about the origin of lanterns.

Such a story, even if it is true, Suqin would not tell herself. Lorraine Hill sat aside, imagining what the mature and stable Suqin would have looked like when she was a child.

Then time passed slowly, and when Lorraine Hill got up, it was almost noon.

At this point, I just went to Suqin's place for dinner, and Luo Lan felt a little bad.

Holding the newly bought clothes, Lorraine Hill took small steps towards the place where Suqin and Honghu lived in seclusion.

After knocking on the door and entering, Suqin was not surprised that Lorraine Hill came again today, probably because of the curious appearance of Lorraine yesterday, there must be a lot of things she wanted to know from herself and Honghu.

"Hu is sleeping upstairs, Lorraine will call her, I'm almost done here."

"Yeah." Lorraine Hill walked upstairs with brisk steps and found that Honghu was sleeping on the bamboo mat under the window sill. Sprinkled in the sun, there seems to be a faint halo overflowing.

It's really beautiful, Lorraine Hill subconsciously thought so.

She has seen many beautiful women, except for Yi Miaoxin, who relied on power to obtain extraordinary charm, the only ones who can compare with this swan are Yi Xuegelin and Frocia.

The appearance of witches is not bad, so it is very difficult to stand out among witches with their appearance and appearance. Only a few people can do it. Although Lorraine Hill herself is one of them, she will always Unconsciously ignore this.

"Senior Honghu, it's time to get up." Lorraine Hill walked across the bamboo mat wearing white socks, came to Honghu's side, bent down, and looked at her still sleeping soundly, her eyelashes were quiet in the sun.

Using his hands to gently pull up the loose hair, Lorraine Hill supported Honghu's shoulders, feeling the somewhat soft body, and slowly floated it up, but this one still seemed a little sleepy, lying on Luo Huan's shoulders. On Lanhir's shoulders, the eyelashes trembled slightly, and they were not fully opened.

As a last resort, Lorraine Hill called out a few more times, but this man made no other moves except for a soft snort in response at first.

Listening to the crackling sound from Suqin downstairs, Lorraine Hill knew that lunch was probably almost ready, so he had to put down his other hand, then lifted Honghu's legs, and hugged him horizontally .

However, Honghu, who was in a deep sleep, slipped unconsciously towards the middle, and the silk dress greatly reduced friction, which forced Lorraine Hill to use his ability a little bit, using a soft air mass to Supporting this swan, he hugged him with some ease and walked down the stairs.

Skin and cheeks like mutton fat jade, slowly rising and falling in deep sleep, even if being carried downstairs, Honghu still has a gentle appearance that is not in danger, which makes Lorraine Hill can't help but envy such a no-nonsense With a worried and relieved attitude, perhaps only Keti can be compared with this swan.

In the past, Keti also liked to stay by her side when she had nothing to do. If she encountered something she was not interested in, she would not leave, but would sleep on her lap.

"Hu is still asleep?" Suqin looked at Lorraine Hill carrying Honghu downstairs, and opened her mouth slightly, somewhat surprised.

"I'm embarrassing little Lorraine too." As she spoke, she walked over, carefully took Honghu from Lorraine Hill's hand, and then hugged it to the wooden chair by the table, letting it lean against the back of the chair .

Afterwards, as if playing a prank, Suqin dipped a little water with her fingers and tapped it on Honghu's forehead, causing the sleeping witch in white dress to slowly open her eyes.

However, Suqin did not stop here, but continued to lightly draw on Honghu's forehead with clear water, as if to outline some pattern, at this time Honghu's consciousness also slowly returned.

"Qin bullied me again." She said this with a hint of softness, which made people want to bully her even more.

Looking at Honghu finally waking up, Suqin also stood up from her stooped position, "It's time for lunch."

"Is it okay not to eat? In fact, I can go without food for a long time." Honghu was still a little sleepy.

"It's okay, but I have to find a quiet and safe place for you to sleep." Suqin seemed to be seriously considering this matter.

"Then I'd better eat, because I have to supervise Qin." As he spoke, Honghu gradually sat upright, leaning forward to look at the dining table, on which were the bamboo-flavored barbecue meat and snow-white fish soup that Suqin made today.

The three of them sat at the table, chewing and eating slowly. Honghu was full after eating a small bowl, and then continued to rest on the back of the chair. Only Suqin and Lorraine Hill were left talking at the table .

"Actually, Honghu is not always sleepy like this. If she goes out, she will be normal, and she can teach children, but when she is at home, she will be lazy." excuse.

"In addition, if it rains, she will be very energetic, and occasionally play the piano with me, or draw pictures."

Lorraine Hill nodded, feeling that Honghu was actually very reassuring about Suqin, so she slept so relaxedly at home.

"Is senior Honghu's ability related to rain?"

"Yes, if you use the method of naming among witches, you should call her the witch of Misty Rain and Magic, her abilities are related to water mist, drizzle, and illusion. Use the rain to adjust the breath of the dragon vein."

"In the orthodoxy I have passed down, fire blessings are mostly used, such as Yuyan Hongmen, Qingluan is mostly wind blessings, such as Biluo Xiaoyao Palace, Condensed Dew and Blue Square, and Mianji is mountain blessings Most of them, in Qilei Qizhou, mountain **** sacrifices are particularly prosperous."

"As for 鹓鶵, she is not interested in offering sacrifices in person, but she is very good at using magic circles and the like to achieve the effect of guiding the breath of dragon veins. skills in this area."

Afterwards, Suqin and Lorraine Hill explained in detail the differences between the four blessings, as well as various characteristics, which made Lorraine Hill also gain a lot, thinking about whether to compile related teaching books in the future , for future priestesses to learn from.

After the two finished their meal, they continued to talk on the second floor. At this time, Honghu was also sleeping in Suqin's arms, very quiet.

In this way, a cicada sings gradually, and the afternoon of early summer and wind slowly passes.

In the following days, Lorraine Hill toured around the island, looking at the many ancient traces left here, including books about ancient times, stone tablets, operas, legends, stone statues, etc. Will chat with Suqin and Honghu, talking about many things.

On a rainy day, Honghu went out again to teach the children of a family in the town, and Lorraine Hill also went there this time.

When teaching children with Honghu, Lorraine Hill slowly discovered Honghu's appearance when he was serious and not sleeping, just like the Caihua she once described, when Honghu faced some anxious scenes of ordinary people, Always have patience and delicate emotions, and can help the other person sort out the subtle shadows and anxiety in their hearts, and let them get out of it again.

This will be a very reassuring teacher, Lorraine Hill suddenly thought.

Comparing Lorraine Hill with Honghu, the two are similar in many places, patience and gentleness coexist, but there are subtle differences in emphasis, because Lorraine Hill has a more sensitive perception~ IndoMTL.com~ So no need to hunt and wait for problems to arise.

But if you are a child with average qualifications, I am afraid that you will encounter a lot of frustration at Lorraine Hill, because there seems to be a big gap between yourself and this teacher. And Honghu will sit there very quietly, telling the story over and over again, the voice is always so soft without a trace of fireworks, if I really want to talk about the shortcomings, I am afraid that she can't teach too many children at the same time, so she can't take care of every child. people.

Thin raindrops dripped down the eaves and made a pleasant sound when they hit the stone slabs. Lorraine Hill sat by the fence of the pavilion, listening gently with his eyes closed, and occasionally looked downstairs. The appearance of Honghu teaching a little girl to read poetry and books.

The drizzle is continuous, the distant mountains are hazy, the water mist is smoky, and it is another spring and summer.

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