This village is much smaller than the village that Lin Haoming saw for the first time. After arriving here, he glanced at the village and only two thousand people stood out.

The people living in the village were the old subordinates and family members of Cao Hu’s father. Through generations, they have grown from less than one hundred people to such a large scale today. In the nearby village, it is not the largest, but not the smallest, and it is considered a medium-sized scale.

The third generation of the village has been passed down to. The owner of the village is no longer Cao Hu's father, but his nephew named Cao Meng. Although he is the elder brother, he is actually in his forties and older than Cao Hu. The reason is simple. Cao Hu was originally the young child of his father. When he was born, Cao Meng, as the eldest son and grandson, was already a few years old. Cao Hu went to the temple. Then his father passed the position to his eldest son. The eldest son had been the leader of the village for more than ten years, and then passed the position to his son.

Cao Meng has been in the village for a few years, but he is a very promising person. Even the reason why the old village master passed the throne to his father was because Cao Meng, who was only in his teens, showed considerable talent. In this way, there was Cao Meng in the village and Cao Hu in the temple, so that the village could be stable for a long time.

Regarding this uncle who became a mage, Cao Meng knew that Cao Hu had returned, so he naturally ran out to greet him immediately.

Lin Haoming looked at Cao Meng. In Cao Hu's memory, Cao Meng was still a man in his early thirties, but Cao Meng had already left a beard in front of him, which looked even more majestic.

"Uncle has been back, thank you all the hard work along the way." As the leader of the village, Cao Meng was the only one who said that to others, but he respected the uncle of this mage. After all, the mage has a very high status. If there is no mage to rely on, it will only take a matter of time before the village is destroyed.

"You and I don't need to be so polite. Everything in the village is fine, right? I haven't been back for more than ten years. When I came back last time, my elder brother was still alive." Lin Haoming said deliberately.

"What the uncle said is that although my father has left, everything in the village is now stable. There are more than two thousand people in the village, and there are more than three hundred warriors who can fight." Cao Meng said with a smile.

Lin Haoming actually knew this, after all, he knew everything with his spiritual sense, and there were indeed not many samurai warriors. After all, there were also elderly people, children, women, servants and slaves in the village.

There are laws in the Flower Tribe Temple, and the Flower Tribe cannot be slaves in the Flower Tribe, so the slaves are actually captured by the Wind Tribe, and the Wind Tribe can buy and sell here, just like goods. Of course, if the Flower Tribe falls to the Wind Tribe, the outcome will be similar.

Lin Haoming followed Cao Meng into the village.

Because Cao Hu hadn't come back for more than ten years, it's normal for him to be unfamiliar. Cao Meng also explained it specifically at this time, which allowed Lin Haoming to avoid the possibility of problems being found.

After entering the village, Cao Meng soon took Lin Haoming to the residence specially arranged for this uncle.

The pavilion was very quiet, and there were only two selected maids waiting here.

"Uncle is working hard all the way, take a rest, and my nephew holds a banquet tonight, so that the children can gradually get you." Cao Meng signaled with a smile.

According to Cao Hu's relatively introverted personality, Lin Haoming waved his hand and said, "I don't want this. I don't like trouble. What about the talented sister you mentioned? Just bring her to see me."

"Yes!" Hearing Lin Haoming's words, Cao Meng immediately nodded and agreed.

In less than half an hour, Cao Meng brought an eleven or twelve-year-old girl to Lin Haoming.

"This is Cao Jing, her father's youngest daughter and the last child. After her father left, I also accidentally discovered that she seemed to have the talent to become a mage." Cao Meng pointed to the girl and said.

Lin Haoming looked at the girl and looked very beautiful. Her face was pure and flawless, and her eyes were big and particularly beautiful. But her eyes were a little afraid at the moment. Of course, this is also because she was just a child. Even in Lin Haoming's opinion, the girls are relatively short. In Lin Haoming's impression, although Cao Hu's elder brother is not tall, he is very tall, and his daughter should not be too short.

"Little sister, call me uncle!" Cao Meng urged him at this time.

"Uncle!" the girl shouted with some fear.

Lin Haoming nodded and said, "Come here, let me see her situation!"

"Go!" Hearing Lin Haoming's orders and seeing that the girl had not dared to step forward, Cao Meng pushed him again.

The girl arrived in front of Lin Haoming and looked at Lin Haoming with some timidity.

"Give me your hand!" Lin Haoming said softly.

Hearing this, the girl stretched out her white and tender hand.

Lin Haoming grabbed the girl's wrist and found that the girl's body was particularly cold. After a trace of spiritual energy penetrated into it, he quickly raised his eyebrows slightly and found that the girl had an Ice Po Han body.

Originally, Lin Haoming thought it was just a formality, but he didn't expect that he would meet someone with such qualifications here, and he couldn't help but think about it.

"Uncle, how about she?" Cao Meng looked at Lin Haoming thinking for a long time. Seeing that it was getting dark, he also asked a question.

"No, her qualifications are very good!" Lin Haoming nodded.

"That's good. I've asked the mage to see it before. The mage said that she has extraordinary qualifications, but the specific situation still needs to be found after going to the temple. Soon after, it will be time for various places to send the divine servants to the temple. I believe she can definitely choose it." Cao Meng said with a smile.

"Leave her!" Lin Haoming said, signaling Cao Meng to leave.

Cao Meng immediately smiled and took his leave. Before leaving, he told Cao Jing to listen to Lin Haoming's words carefully.

When Cao Meng left, Lin Haoming looked at the little girl and said, "How old are you?"

"Thirteen years old!" the girl replied with a hint of sadness.

Lin Hao knew that this was a Xu Sui, and he should be twelve years old, which is equivalent to a child in the sixth grade or the first grade of junior high school. He then asked again: "Where is your mother?"

"Let's go with dad!" Cao Jing replied calmly.

Hearing this, Lin Haoming remembered that before each village, if a person like the village leader passed away, there would be a burial for him. Cao Jing's mother obviously had only one daughter and was not valued. In addition, she might be young, so she was chosen to be a burial for him. However, Cao Jing obviously still doesn't understand it at the moment, and even if she understands it, she may not have any thoughts, because this is the custom, whether it is the flower clan or the wind clan, and even burial for him is sometimes a glorious expression. Of course, the girl in front of her eyes showed gloriousness. Obviously, for her, she did not think that her mother was glorious.
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