Apple Fairy Bless

Another harvest festival.

Since the Son of God was born from the holy fruit three years ago, the Shanhe Tribe has been extremely busy with the Harvest Festival every year.In addition to the previous preparations for the Harvest Festival, there was also a joint vote by the Shanhe tribe. The day when the Son of God was born was designated as the birthday of the Son of God.It happened to be three days before the Harvest Festival.

Today is the second birthday of the son.

Ruan Xiaoshenzi just turned three years old today~

"Son of God."

"Hello, Son of God."

"Good morning, Son of God."

"I also ask for your blessing today, Son of God."

……

Ruan Xiaoshenzi, who was walking on the road with Gu holding his little hand, was already used to the various greetings he would receive every time he walked around the circle. He kept a calm expression, nodded to the other party, and then continued to lead Gu forward.

"As expected of the Son of God, you have such a noble and inviolable temperament at such a young age!"

"Son of God nodded to me! I will definitely have good luck this year!"

"Son of God is really approachable, and even greeted us."

"Ahhhhh!!"

……

There were all kinds of praises behind him, Ruan Xiaoshenzi continued to maintain a calm facial expression, but those twinkling eyes completely conveyed his complacent heart.

Gu, who had been following Ruan Xiaoshenzi, glanced at this scene and smiled foolishly.

The little god is so cute.

Ruan Xiaoshenzi didn't know that he was called cute by the guys around him.He was thinking about the process that he was going to go later. This was under the watchful eyes of everyone. If something went wrong, it would be a joke.

The legend of the Son of God has spread to faraway tribes.This time, on Zi's birthday, there are many more people who come here than in the previous Shanhe Tribe Harvest Festival. The tribes far away from here even started to go here several months in advance. The nearby tribes, Because it is very convenient to come and go, the people who come basically come out in droves.

If Ruan Xiaoshenzi hadn't always felt that he had experienced such a crowded scene (Ruan Zhe had good grades in his previous life and often spoke in front of the whole school), he might not have been able to maintain his composure in this situation.

The height of the sun gradually reached a certain angle, and the crowd gradually gathered in the center of the Shanhe Tribe.

The seat of the red tree is here.After that golden light, the members of the Shanhe Tribe moved a long distance to the outside, for fear of desecrating this sacred mangrove tree.And this has formed a large open space here.

In this open space, whenever something happens, someone will come here to pray to the red tree.Gradually, it seems to have formed a recognized activity place.

And this child's birthday is also held here.

The open space gradually filled with people.

The Shanhe tribe divided the open space in a very humane way. Single females and single males stand on one side, and males and females with homes also have their own areas.

Around the red tree, there is still a patch of thorns.

But what is different from before is that among the thorns and mangroves, there is an extra building with unusual materials.

It is a small building made of mangrove branches and leaves, closely connected with the mangrove. As the mangrove grows, the small building will change from time to time. Today, the top of the small building On the top, there is an extra seat composed of branches and vines, dotted with green leaves and holy fruits.

The seat is high above, with a faint golden light, like the throne of the gods above the nine heavens.

And this small building is a place that can only be reached by the Son of God, and those who are mutually recognized by the Son of God and Hongshu.

The throne was built exclusively for the Son of God by the mangrove on such a major festival.

The priests are already discussing with the patriarch to move the temple they built to this side. Within the area of ​​the mangrove tree is the private temple of the Son of God, and they can live in the newly built temple outside.Those who come to pray and worship also need a shrine that can be entered.

They all decided that when the manpower was almost ready, they would select some suitable people to enter the temple full-time and serve everything about the Son of God.

Judging from the current situation, the tribe will definitely become more and more prosperous in the future. Even if the Son of God has not done anything for the tribe, his name will attract many people to settle down.Not to mention, Shenzi has brought many things to their Shanhe tribe, such as the food of fried caterpillars before, such as the change of mangroves, and for example, in the past three years with Shenzi, all kinds of things have appeared in the tribe because of hunting. The number of casualties seems to have decreased a lot, the Son of God must be protecting everyone.

Many people have such thoughts, so this time, the people who come here are full of expectations for the future.

"The Son of God is here!"

With a shout, everyone looked in the direction of the sound.

Isn't that tall and big figure the servant named Gu who has been staying beside the Son of God?So……

Everyone looked down at the man, and sure enough, a small figure was there.

"Son of God!"

The crowd moved quickly, and soon, a passage appeared in front of the Son of God, and the other side led straight to the red tree.

Gu let go of Shenzi's hand, took a step back, followed behind him, and embarked on the road that everyone was looking forward to.

There is no sound in the open space where there are so many people.

On the road where everyone's eyes were on, the small figure walked forward step by step.

Gradually, a piece of golden light emanated from the direction of the mangrove tree, like a carpet of golden light, spreading from the other end to the feet of the Son of God.

Shenzi didn't change his face, and his steps didn't mess up at all, and he continued to move forward with the golden light.

For a long time, most people have only heard about the legend of the Son of God, but now, they really see it in their eyes.No matter how miraculous others said, it was not as shocking as seeing it with my own eyes. Immediately, a large number of people fell to their knees.

The people in front knelt down, and those behind were able to see more clearly what happened, and then they also knelt down one after another.

Like a wave of wheat blown by a gust of wind, the crowd fell to their knees layer by layer, and soon, apart from Shenzi and Gu behind him, there was no one standing standing as far as the eye could see.

The Son of God finally came to the thorn, and there was a scent of flowers coming from nowhere. Everyone watched the thorn quickly grow snow-white buds, and then turned into a flower bone, growing up, one petal, two petals... …many petals bloom.

This snow-white flower that bloomed specially for the Son of God dazzled everyone's eyes.

The flowering thorns began to change, and an arch full of flowers appeared.

The Son of God continued to move forward, the petals were slowly falling, and the divine light did not stop for a moment.

At this moment, everyone thought that they had come to the kingdom of God.

Below the red tree, a branch with a huge green leaf was already waiting for the Son of God.

Shenzi raised his footsteps and stood firmly on the leaf. The red branch rose steadily, and soon sent Shenzi to the exclusive throne.

After Shenzi sat on the throne, the leaf touched Shenzi's hand, and then it became smaller and retreated.

The golden light had already retreated into the mangrove tree following Shenzi's footsteps, and gradually faded away.The thorns piled snow-white flowers under the throne of the Son of God, and then returned to their guard positions.

Gu had already quietly blended into the crowd when he sent the Son of God to the Land of Thorns, and now, he had reached the position next to the priest.

Sitting firmly on the throne of IQ that seemed to be blooming with flowers, God Zi Ruan looked around, and finally fixed his eyes on the priest of the Shanhe Tribe.

Raise your hand to signal.

The prayers on the birthday of the child officially began.

……

Ruan Zhe didn't know how to describe his current mood.

Below, are people who sincerely pray like themselves.These people, they fear the gods, believe in the gods, and pin their hopes on the gods.They may be ignorant, but they are definitely not born stupid.They fight their own lives with their own hands, with simple minds, single wishes, and simplicity and honesty.For a three-year-old son of God like themselves, they traveled all the way to come here. They didn't know how many difficulties and dangers they encountered on the way, and they didn't know how much they paid. It was just for such a wish that they didn't know if it could be fulfilled .

responsibility.

This word weighed heavily on Ruan Zhe's heart.

He thought, why himself?Why did you come to this world?

Maybe this is my responsibility, maybe I came here to help these lovely people and this lovely world.

Therefore, I have forgotten many things in the original world, but I have not forgotten some useful knowledge.I became a fragile baby who could easily lose my life, but I met such a good tribe and was cared for carefully.I was wandering about the direction of the future, so I let so many people tell me his identity and the responsibilities he should bear.

Ruan Zhe smiled happily, yes, this is his responsibility, this is the value of his existence.

The people praying with their eyes closed suddenly felt a warmth in their bodies. They opened their eyes one after another, and saw a circle of golden light centered on the Son of God slowly spread out, covering the white flowers and thorns, and then permeating them.

Those who were surrounded by the golden light only felt a shock, as if a heavy stone that was pressed on their body was taken away at once, and the sense of relaxation and joy was clear and clear.

"Ah! My injury is healed!"

"I, my feet can move again!"

"Son of God! Thank you, Son of God!"

"Thank you Son of God, thank you Son of God!"

……

The atmosphere suddenly heated up.

Ruan Zhe looked at a person who had a broken hand in front of him, and witnessed his own hand grow out quickly, with a look of tears of joy, feeling that what he is doing now and what he will do in the future must be worthwhile of.

Ruan Zhe stretched out his palm forward.

This white, tender, soft, small and exquisite hand is obviously different from that of the person below.However, with such a lift, the sound of the square suddenly fell silent.

Ruan Zhe stretched out his little hand in the direction of the red tree.