"There are still people here. At the same moment, a little girl with dark skin and ragged clothes stood outside the county town and muttered to herself, if someone looked at her carefully, they would see that there was a faint red flame beating under her black eyes, like coal containing fire, and the "people" she said in her mouth were naturally not those who were busy in the fields and roads around her at the moment, but the immortal family who was in charge of the city.

Compared with the Qingzhou City of the day, even the heyday of Shuanghe County is not worth mentioning, it itself is more like a barracks than like a city, its suburbs are not rich in products, there is no traffic artery, the waterway from Qingzhou City all the way to here is completely cut off in Shuanghe County, if you want to continue to move forward, you have to abandon the boat and land on the shore, and not far away is Yishan Yumai a mountain is connected with a mountain, the farther you go, the less the property, the more fierce beasts, it is really not a place worth doing business. So, after the end of the war with the Yiren, the county town of Shuanghe quickly weakened, and its commerce degraded to an almost agricultural level, and the laid-back style and attitude of the merchants here were unimaginable to the merchants of the big cities, who brought in the goods by ship until the goods were sold out, and then turned the ship back, and did not want to use the ship to do anything else in between, because there was not so much to transport.

This backward level of commerce has helped the rulers of this place a lot in the troubled times, and the ice seal in the neighboring counties has not caused any big chaos in the local area, firstly, because some time ago, the female fairy officials took the lead in escaping the old officials of the city, so that those well-informed and good at making trouble did not dare to speak up, and secondly, because the neighboring counties are too far away from the ordinary residents of the county. They had been working in the fields for a year, and what they had earned was barely enough to make ends meet, and they had to exchange their hair and chicken feathers for a little bit of salt from the merchants, and they really didn't need to go to the county seat, let alone a neighboring county, so the neighboring county had never existed for them. And their little demand, a few blacksmithing workshops in the county, and a little inventory in the county government are enough to support the year, but it will not cause any commotion.

Ujida's eyes studied the county seat, the gap in the wall was blocked, and there were more wild grasses under the wall than before, which showed that the county town had encountered a wise ruler on the downhill road, and the heavy losses it had suffered could not be recouped so quickly. In addition to this, the roads are cleaner and cleaner than before, and the people's health is better than before, and she has made a hole in Shuanghe County, and as a result, the old pus has been drained and new skin has begun to grow.

She walked forward with a blank face.

If the eyes of the Death Cult were to look elsewhere and not look at this place, this small ruin could have been more prosperous than before after a hundred or two years of wise governance, but it was limited to that, many worlds have such precedents, when the main body of civilization is destroyed, its frontier settlements can still hold out in the barren and bitter cold land for hundreds of years, the difficult environment that made them abandoned outside the mainstream has become their umbrella, but this environment also restricts them, and where nothing is lacking, they cannot develop, unless ......

She didn't think that the ruler of Shuanghe County had such courage, and even if she did, her resistance would be much greater than that of the Tusi in Yishan.

She walked into the depths of Mount Yi.

The conditions there are harsher than Shuanghe County, the climate is colder, there is less grain that can be produced, merchants and artisan workshops are almost non-existent, but there are also benefits in the depths of Yishan that cannot be reached by other places, first, the Yi people hate each other no less than they do to the people outside the mountain, which means that no matter how rough they are treated, they are not very able to pull reinforcements to rebel, second, the high priest of the Yi people has died outside the county town of Shuanghe, and the elite and good hands accompanying him are gone, at this moment, the dragons in the Yishan are leaderless, no matter how much they toss, no one will send a rescue from heaven, and third, the Guru god......

Gruul God?

Thinking of the god she worshipped all year round, Ujida was in a trance, and a layer of sweat unconsciously broke out on her back, she, what's wrong with her?

She sat down on the ground at once, and the whole earth and sky spun like a spinning wheel, and the temples that had never been seen before, the corpses hanging from the trees, the dense crowds of dead people crawling out of the river, death, death, death alone, death was the final destination, the sweet land of the soul, no weariness, no fear, no sorrow...... Oh no, she remembered the rotting but still moving bones, the babies crawling to the knees, the strange sky, the strange ......

"Come, come, I need you. ”

The Gruul God sent a summoning to her, she recognized the summoning, the eight arms of the Gruul God danced in front of her eyes, so she understood that in Qingzhou City, the Gruul God had already summoned her, and now, again.

The Gruul must not be allowed to summon him a third time.

She rose from the ground very reluctantly, still in a cold sweat, folded her hands and recited a prayer to her god.

The Gruul responded to her, and its divine power fell on the priestess, removing her tiredness and pain, and then, her vision returned to normal, her eyes turned clear black again, and the Gruul retreated into its world.

She raised her hand, and this time, without the brass bell, she summoned an invisible oracle and pounced a wild pigeon in front of her.

Ujda broke the pigeon's neck, sprinkled the blood on the nearest stone under the tree, made a very brief sacrifice to the god Gruul, then took out the knife he had brought with him, knocked a fire on the stone, and roasted the pigeon and ate it. Her cooking skills were extremely clumsy, but luckily the people were never particular about what they ate, and after devouring them, she found herself a place to rest in a nearby tree.

It might be more important to find out what happened to her than to go straight to her designated destination, she thought. ()

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