Exiled 3,000 miles away? Don't worry, Madam has space.

Ye Qinglin felt she was speechless and could only sigh.

"you're right."

The white tortoise raised its head proudly, and then touched Ye Qinglin's fingertips: "Young Master, don't worry. The people of the Beimang clan are very kind. They have determined that you are the descendant of the Saint, and they will only treat you with respect."

Ye Qinglin nodded slightly, and before she could say anything, she saw the middle-aged man wearing a veil hat coming with Zhou Da, and behind them followed a white-haired old man.

When the old man saw her, his eyes lit up incredibly, like a dog seeing flesh and blood, and he couldn't wait to pounce on her.

Ye Qinglin blinked.

The elder knew that his eyes were a little scary, so he quickly smiled: "Saint..."

As soon as the words came out, the old man's eyes were filled with tears and he was speechless.

Ye Qinglin was a little helpless, and said in a gentle voice: "Old man, don't get excited, I won't leave, don't worry."

When the elder heard this, he wiped his tears and nodded.

Afterwards, Ye Qinglin and the other two came to the only blue brick and black tile house in the village.

This is the home of clan leader Zhou Shan.

The place where the patriarchs of the Beimang clan lived throughout the generations.

If Zhou Shan dies, the next clan leader Zhou Da will move here.

On the way to Zhou Shan's home, Ye Qinglin discovered that all the people of the Beimang tribe were men, without a single woman, and even the children were boys, with no girls to be seen.

At that moment, Ye Qinglin felt strange and couldn't help asking Bai Gui the reason.

The white turtle shook his head and sighed: "They are all dead."

Ye Qinglin paused and blinked: "Then how do the people of the Beimang tribe give birth to children?"

“It was OK before, those women who came to the Four Cities could still survive, but by Zhou Da’s generation, no woman could survive.

Didn't you notice that most of the people in the four cities are middle-aged, young and teenagers? There was only one little baby, and that little baby was a child that a man from the Beimang tribe ran away and gave birth to with a woman, and then brought back to raise."

After hearing this, Ye Qinglin didn't know what to say for a moment and felt that the Beimang clan was quite pitiful.

Seeing Ye Qinglin's thoughts, Bai Gui said, "Now that you are here, they are no longer pitiful. Let them live like normal people."

Speaking of this, Ye Qinglin became a little curious.

"The ancestors are so powerful, why can't they help them?"

Ye Qinglin heard Bai Gui sigh again.

“The master had no other choice. At that time, Cangzhou was full of miasma. The master spent a lot of effort to control the miasma so that the people of Beimang could survive.

Although the master had predicted that they would face disaster, she had left spring water for the Beimang tribe before she experienced the disaster, and left a peace button for the tribe members to protect them.

Who knew that the founding emperor of Southern Qi was so evil that he drove the people of Beimang to the four cities. Fortunately, they had the spring water left by their master, otherwise they would have perished. At that time, the master would have broken his promise, which was not good for her Taoism.

As for the clan members, they forgot about this matter because they were appreciated by the founding emperor of Southern Qi, which led to the current situation. According to the master's divination, the young master should have been born a hundred years ago."

After hearing this, Ye Qinglin understood something. Her ancestor was a cultivator and might have already ascended to heaven, leaving behind a difficult problem for her as a descendant.

She wanted to take over all the affairs of the Beimang clan, but she was betrayed by her ancestors.

However, Xiaobai's last words reminded Ye Qinglin of the fact that the Chen family almost had its bloodline cut off. It must be because they broke their promise to the people of Beimang and worked for the founding emperor of Southern Qi.

After Ye Qinglin and the other two entered the house, they didn't say anything. Zhou Shan and the others didn't know what to say to Ye Qinglin for a moment, so both sides remained silent.

Just as Zhou Shan opened his mouth to speak, a tribesman rushed in.

"The tribe leader is in trouble. A tribe member is sick."

Upon hearing this, Zhou Shan stood up suddenly. The elder looked unhappy and asked in a low voice, "How many people are there?"

"Half of the tribe."

Hearing this number, Zhou Shan's pupils were filled with pain. He walked step by step to Ye Qinglin and bowed to her respectfully: "Saint, please save my people."

"Sure." Ye Qinglin took out a water bag from the space without hesitation and handed it to Zhou Shan: "Let the tribe drink it."

Zhou Shan's eyes were slightly red, he excitedly took the water bag, looked at Ye Qinglin gratefully, then turned and left.

The elder came to Ye Qinglin and raised his hands to hold Ye Qinglin's hands, but felt that he was being rude, so he kept his hands hanging in the air.

Ye Qinglin smiled at the elder and said, "Old man, don't worry. They will get better. Believe me."

"Yes, Saint." The elder's eyes were red and he began to cry again.

It was the first time that Ye Qinglin saw an old man who loved to cry so much, and she looked at Zhou Da helplessly.

Zhou Da's eyes were also red, and he gave Ye Qinglin a brilliant smile. He understood what Ye Qinglin meant, walked up to the clan elder, patted him on the shoulder and consoled him in a gentle tone.

Three incense sticks later, Zhou Shan came back with a cheerful smile in his eyes. He walked up to Ye Qinglin and handed her the water bag.

"Thank you, Saint, for saving my people."

Ye Qinglin waved her hand and said, "This is what I should do. My ancestor promised the ancestors of the Beimang clan that he would let you live. I must keep my promise."

The elder was so excited that he cried again.

At this moment, Zhou Shan suddenly fell to the ground and spit out blood, which frightened the clan elders and Zhou Da.

"Patriarch." Zhou Da exclaimed, and hurried to Zhou Shan's side, his eyes red, crying and sobbing: "Wuwuwu, Patriarch, please don't abandon us, we finally saw the Saint Girl, we will be saved in the future."

Zhou Shan smiled and held Zhou Da's hand: "Zhou Da, the tribe will rely on you from now on. If you encounter something you don't understand, you can ask the elders, or ask the two uncles who are helping you."

Zhou Shan looked like he was leaving his last words, which made Ye Qinglin blink involuntarily.

"Xiaobai, can't the spring water save the clan leader?"

The white tortoise's eyes were speechless: "Zhou Shan thought too much, thinking that you didn't have any extra spring water."

Ye Qinglin said "Oh" in understanding, and took out another bag of spring water and handed it to Zhou Da: "Let the clan leader drink it."

Zhou Da looked at the water bag blankly and had no intention of taking it.

The elder was so angry that he slapped Zhou Da on the head: "You stinky boy, hurry up and feed the mountain boy with spring water. Do you want to see the mountain boy die?"

Zhou Da suddenly came back to his senses, quickly took the water bag, said thank you to Ye Qinglin several times, and gave Zhou Shan a mouthful of spring water.

After drinking three sips of spring water, Zhou Shan didn't want to drink it anymore.

"Don't give it to me. Save it. I need to give it to the tribe members later. Zhou Da, you will be the tribe leader from now on. You have to think about the tribe members."

"Chief." Zhou Da cried again.

Seeing this, Ye Qinglin held her forehead and had to speak: "There is still a lot of spring water. You don't have to worry about the tribesmen not having water to drink. Your condition is more serious, so drink it quickly."

Hearing this, Zhou Shan said nothing more and drank the spring water in big gulps. He stopped only after drinking half a bag of spring water.