Farmer's Rabbit

The snow melted and the ice melted, and the spring breeze blew the land on both sides of the Mica River green. The seeds that had been dormant for the winter quietly poked their heads out, and looked curiously at the people on both sides of the Mica River.

The fish that had been suffocated all winter also floated to the surface of the water to breathe, and the river surface rippled in circles.From time to time, a bird flies by, picks up a small fish, and flies to the shore to eat happily.

Looking around, there is a piece of greenery, full of vitality, but there is an obvious touch of white that is incompatible with the fresh green.

From a distance, it looks like a cotton flower has fallen into the grass, but when you walk in, you can see that the white, thin and soft fluff moves with the wind, and it is actually a cute little rabbit of Yuxue.

The little rabbit squatted in the grass, with a pair of big black and bright eyes staring at the fish bubbling on the water surface, and its little ears trembling slightly, its appearance was very cute.

If any lady saw such a cute little rabbit, her eyes would light up and her servants would catch it and bring it up.

But this little rabbit will not be caught casually, because this is not an ordinary little rabbit, he is a good rabbit!

That's right, he is a rabbit spirit, a fairy who can't transform into a human form!

The little rabbit shrugged its ears, a little discouraged.

His name is Bai Tutu, and he is a spirit born in Tiandu Peak.

Back then, he was just an ordinary little bunny, and like other rabbits, he grazed at sunrise and returned to his nest at sunset.But one day when he was grazing on the grass with his brothers and sisters, Tiandu Peak was suddenly covered by dark clouds, flying sand and rocks, and thunder rumbled.

Seeing that the rainstorm was approaching, everyone rushed home one after another. They didn't know whether it was too lucky or too unlucky. Before he had time to run back into the cave, he was hit by the falling lightning.

At that moment, the mind seemed to be washed away by the scorching magma, and the soul flew away; the body seemed to be scorched by flames, all internal organs were burned, and it seemed to be crushed bit by bit by boulders.

At that time, he thought that he was dead, but when he opened his eyes again, he found that he was not dead, and he had opened his mind.Before that, Tiandu Peak collapsed, and his family and partners were all buried under the rubble.

Since then, homeless, he started wandering.On the way of wandering, he unexpectedly encountered a spirit monster who had the same spiritual intelligence as him.

The senior who saved his life told him that man is the head of all spirits, no matter what kind of monster, as long as he cultivates to a certain level, he can transform into a human being.It's been so long since he's become a spirit but he still can't transform into a human form, perhaps because he didn't have enough cultivation or the opportunity didn't come.

Bai Tutu sighed and looked enviously at the fish playing on the water.

If he hadn't enlightened himself, he would be like these carefree fish, spit bubbles when he is happy, and dive into the bottom when he is unhappy. He doesn't have to worry about when he can become a human, and he doesn't have to worry about what happens if he doesn't. what to do.

"Hey..." Bai Tutu sighed again, stopped looking at those happy little fish, and lowered his head to lick his little paw.

The Mica River gave birth to fertile land and hard-working people on both sides. The villages on the edge of the Mica River used the water from the Mica River to irrigate the land, grow rice, and raise fish and shrimp. Gradually, this area became a famous land of fish and rice.

Among the several villages, Changshan Village is the most famous, because there is a magical ancient well in this village!

It is said that there was a severe drought that year, the land dried up and cracked, the sun was scorching, and even the Mica River was so dry that the river bed was exposed.The people had no water to drink, and many died.There are frequent outbreaks, the plague is rampant, and people drink blood like hair, life is worse than death.

A white-haired, stooped old man knelt tremblingly by the abandoned ancient well in Changshan Village, weeping uncontrollably.The old man prayed to God to open his eyes. He did not expect rain from the sky, but only some well water to save the elderly, weak, women and children in the village.

The old man was crying blood, and finally he was killed at the mouth of the well.Perhaps the old man's actions moved the heavens, and the well water gushed out of this dry and abandoned well!

The well water is sweet and delicious. The villagers of Changshan Village survived the troubled times relying on this well, and the women and children in the village who were dying of the plague in the village recovered slowly after drinking it!

Since then, this well has been regarded as a sacred well by the people of Changshan Village. If there is a major event in the village, the village head will lead the villagers to come to worship.Over time, it has become a custom handed down from generation to generation in Changshan Village - it is necessary to worship the ancient well every year and festival, and pray that the ancient well will bless Changshan Village with good weather.

At the beginning, he came to Changshan Village only when he heard that there was such a magical ancient well here, hoping to find an opportunity to change into an adult here. Unfortunately, after secretly drinking the water from the ancient well, he didn't find any difference in himself.

This ancient well water is indeed sweet and refreshing, but it has no other miraculous effects.

Bai Tutu was extremely disappointed. Just as the cold winter was approaching, his heart was tired after traveling for a long time, so he stayed in Changshan Village for the winter.

Now spring returns to the earth, everything recovers, and Bai Tutu also climbs out of the hole to bask in the sun.

Blown by the gentle spring breeze and shone by the warm sunlight, Bai Tutu's worries dissipated a lot, and his heart calmed down.

Opportunity is a wonderful thing, sometimes the more persistent you are, the more you will not get it.He shouldn't be so busy.

Having figured this out, Bai Tutu no longer worries about where to go next.He lay on the grass with his whole body relaxed, closing his eyes to feel and blend into the intoxicating spring scenery.

Because of the sudden enlightenment of his mood, Bai Tutu, who closed his eyes for a nap, suddenly sank into a strange artistic conception.

In a daze, his whole body was surrounded by warmth, he could smell the elegant fragrance of flowers, he could touch the slightly trembling dewdrops on the grass blades, and he could see the hard-working little ants under the grass roots...

A tall man with a stern face walked slowly along the bank of the river with a fishing rod in one hand and a basket in the other.

The warm sun of early spring sprinkled on the man's sharp-edged face, coating the cold facial features with a layer of soft light. Even though the man was wearing the most common coarse clothes, his whole body was cold and stern, and he looked like those who worked hard in the fields all day long. Farmers are not the same.

Finding a rock and sitting down, the man put down the fishing rod, put on the bait, and with a strong hand, he threw the fishing rod out.

A small splash splashed on the river surface, the bait sank, and the water surface rippled.

The man's dark eyes were fixed on the fish float, and his expression was indifferent.

Now everything is rejuvenating, the temperature is rising, and the fish in the river are going out to look for food. It is a good time for fishing.But men prefer fishing to catching fish with nets.

In other words, men like to enjoy the pleasure of fishing more than the joy of returning home with a full load.

After a while, the float suddenly moved, and the man didn't change his expression, nor was he in a hurry to take up the line. When he felt a force suddenly dragging the float into the water, the man quickly pulled out the hook.

A fat grass carp broke out of the water!The silvery white fish scales glisten in the sun!

After being thrown onto the grass, the grass carp was still alive and kicking.The man quickly walked over to catch the fish, took out the hook from the fish's mouth, and put it into the fish basket.

Putting on the bait again and dropping the hook again, the man's eyes fell on the water again.

It wasn't until three fish were caught that the man packed up his rod and prepared to go home.There are only two mouths in the house, and one fish a day. These three fish are enough for three days.

Lifting the fish basket, the man took a long legged step, wanting to cross the grass to go home.At this time, the sun is warm, the spring breeze is blowing, and there are tender green branches and buds swaying in the breeze, which makes people's hearts a little softer.

Suddenly the man's forward steps stopped, and he frowned slightly and looked at the group of pure white fur among the green grass under his feet.

The palm-sized little rabbit curled up quietly with its eyes closed, its small ears attached to its body, and its white fluff fluttering in the wind...

There was a flash of light in the dark eyes, the man hesitated for a long time before squatting down lightly, carefully holding the little rabbit in his palm.

so small.

The rabbit in the palm is light and delicate, a small ball, squinting and lying obediently there, the man who has always been indifferent and taciturn can't help softening the sharp edges and corners.

Was it discarded, or ran around and couldn't find a home?With the cold spring, it is very dangerous for such a little milk rabbit to stay in the wild.

The man thought for a while, put the little rabbit gently into his warm arms, and quickened his pace towards the house.

Bai Tutu, who has not yet escaped from the wonderful artistic conception, doesn't know it. He just feels that he is surrounded by a mass of pure masculinity, and his whole body is warm and light, as if he is swimming in the clouds, which is extremely comfortable!

He subconsciously rubbed his head, moved his body and changed to a more comfortable position to nest on the man's chest.

It smells so good, better than the juicy wild vegetables and green clover...

The little rabbit's pink nose moved slightly, and it smacked its three-petal mouth.

A scream of "meow" suddenly exploded in my ears.

Bai Tutu: "!!!"

The little rabbit who woke up suddenly was tense all over, with its ears raised high as if it was facing an enemy.The raised pupils trembled slightly, full of fear, the hair on his body stood upside down, the whole rabbit was bad!

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