Bamboo branch girl

The drought lasted for three months.

For villages near the sea, drought is an extremely rare event.Could it be that he offended some gods, this kind of thing will never happen.

With the stream cut off, Hsinchu could no longer survive in the severely water-deficient soil.In this large barren mountain, Zhuji squats in the same place every day, tending a bamboo shoot about three inches long.

Everyone has no water to drink, but the bamboo shoots left by the little fat man can taste fresh and sweet water every day.In extraordinary times, the water supply is very limited, and the water that people dig out from the mountains every day is finally squeezed dry.If it doesn't rain again, the villagers of the two villages will move out to live in a place with abundant water.

However, everyone was reluctant to leave.They take it for granted that the Son of God can help them out of their predicament, and no matter how bad it is, they can just ask the gods directly.

Zhuji couldn't go to see Huang, so she hid in the distance, watching Huang coming in and out, going back and forth, and sometimes seeing Huang being scolded by several adults.Although she wanted to go out and talk to Huang, she was even more afraid of those fierce adults.

A month ago, Zhuji had never seen Huang's figure again.

In addition to being sad, Zhuji found a great way to make the little bamboo shoots grow up healthily!She can purify sea water into drinkable water!

Zhuji ran to the seaside and took some seawater with a bamboo tube. When she brought it back to the mountain, the seawater became clear. She took a sip and poured it on the small bamboo shoots.

"Are you willing to leave? The bamboo here will never grow again." Wannianzhu kept denying Zhuji's efforts.Because not all the hard work can make the cycads bloom, and the water drips through the stone.Under drought conditions, no matter how busy you are, you are doing futile work.

It has been three months, and not a single weed grows on this soil.Wannianzhu also tried to persuade Zhuji to go to the new bamboo forest, but she insisted on her own opinion, saying that she would wait for a man named Brother Fatty to come back to see the lush green bamboo forest.

The time for practice is running out, so Wannianzhu had to leave Zhuji alone, and then go to the new bamboo forest to practice alone.After returning from practice, he still saw Zhuji doing repetitive things there.

"Bamboo will grow." Zhuji imitated the little fat man and loosened the soil.The dry and cracked land was hard, and she couldn't dig out a piece of soil for a long time.

Wannianzhu sighed: "Are you going to wait? This year will be a severe drought."

"Grow up~ grow up~" Zhuji was still digging the soil happily.

"Zhu Ji, don't waste any more..." Wannian Zhu couldn't continue, he held his forehead, not knowing how to persuade Zhu Ji.

"Please..." Zhuji suddenly stopped her hands, turned around and ran to hug Wannianzhu's thigh, "I want the bamboo to grow up."

Wannianzhu pressed Zhuji's head: "If you persist for too long, it won't have any effect."

Zhuji pointed to the three-inch-long bamboo shoot and said, "This is here."

The bamboo shoots are hidden under the shadow of the rocks, inconspicuous in sunny places, and there are still young shoots at the top of the bamboo shoots.Wannianzhu squatted down, leveled with Zhuji, and exclaimed at the bamboo shoot: "It survived..."

Wannianzhu rubbed Zhuji's head: "Are you sure you want to protect this land? You know, it takes more courage to protect than to destroy."

Zhuji grabbed the corner of Wannianzhu's clothes, lowered her head, and her voice became smaller and smaller: "I have courage, Daddy, I have courage..."

"Alright. The first step to becoming a god is to protect." Wannianzhu hesitated for a while, and decided to tell Zhuji one thing: "From now on, just call me by my name, and you don't need to call me Daddy. You are a bamboo branch, not a bamboo .”

Zhuji was puzzled: "People in the village say that the biological father should be called Daddy."

"You are not so much my child as you are my broken limbs. It's like the leaves falling from the bamboo branches, the bamboo skin falling from the bamboo." Wannianzhu gave an example, he just wanted bamboo Ji understands that although bamboo and bamboo branches are two different concepts, the bond between them is eternal.

"Is that so? Then Zhuji doesn't have a father." Zhuji felt a little disappointed.

"I added a guardian for you. When you need me, play this flute." Wannianzhu handed over a flute to Zhuji.From the appearance, this bamboo flute is exactly the same as the Wannian bamboo, but it is just a piccolo.

Although Zhuji didn't quite understand the meaning of Wannianzhu, she also felt the same meaning as when the little fat man left.Zhuji plucked up the courage to ask, "Where is Wannianzhu going?"

Wannian Bamboo was speechless, and after a while, he said: "I have become the Guardian Bamboo God, so I can't always be by your side."

"Because gods can't be intimate with monsters?" Zhuji asked.

Yes.Gods are not allowed to get close to monsters, the closer they are, the easier it is to arouse the suspicion of those above, and it will not be good for them both.Wannianzhu also wanted to protect Zhuji all the time, but due to the situation, he had to change another way.Moreover, Wannianzhu has just been made a god, and there is still a time limit for trials. Now he must immediately go to another bamboo forest to protect Princess Huiye who landed in the human world.

"You could have..." Wannianzhu didn't want to say any more.If it wasn't for that accident, Zhu Ji would have been made a god.

Zhuji was full of hope, and said: "Then... that... After the bamboo grows up, will Zhuji become a god?"

Wannianzhu didn't know how to answer, he nodded and promised: "Yes."

"Hey hey, I have to tell Huang!" Zhuji jumped away.She hadn't seen Huang for a long time, and because she missed it so much, she picked up a few shells on the beach not far away and piled them up to look like a small person.

Every time Takehime passed by the beach, she would talk to these shells.

Today is actually cloudy!However, even on a cloudy day, not a single drop of water fell.Villagers gather on the beach, around a newly erected altar.Two big, shirtless men tied two crying children to a boat.

There was the sound of a woman weeping in the crowd.

After a while, the tearing cries finally stopped.Soon, the woman was carried out and thrown back into the house.The two big men pushed the boat with the boys and girls to the sea, where they stood by.

The respected elders in the village, dressed in sacrificial attire, held a sacred card and shouted: "Feng Shen! Please give us rain, dew, wind and frost, and please protect this land with your hands!"

Afterwards, several women on the altar performed a sacrificial dance.

The elder's mouth was dry, and his hoarse voice was tearing: "The test now is our sincerity. We will present our most cherished child. I hope you will donate the nourishment of the earth..."

"Sunshine, air, rain, the source of all things... Lord Fengshen! Your people cannot go to the end! Innocent people should not be punished, and criminals must never be forgiven!"

The villagers bowed their heads and knelt in unison, murmuring the sacrificial words that the village chief had just said.

what are they doing?Seeing the shells on the beach being trampled upon by footprints, Zhuji felt very sad.When she remembered that Wannianzhu said to stay away from humans, she stopped walking again.

"Son, don't stand still, let's kneel down and pray for rain together. I believe that Lord Fengshen will be moved by our devotion soon." A woman on the periphery saw Zhuji standing behind the crowd, and beckoned to her. waved.

Zhuji didn't move, she couldn't understand the behavior of the villagers at this time.The two children on that boat are still crying, why not save them?They seem to be afraid.

The woman glared at Zhuji, and immediately yelled at her, saying she didn't respect the gods.Then he moved angrily in front of Zhuji, ready to slap her.

When the palm was only one finger away from Zhuji, the woman could see her appearance clearly.Facing the beautiful and lovely girl, the women were reluctant to fight.

"May I ask Fengshen to give me a heavy rain?" Zhuji was suspicious of their sacrifice. Isn't Fengshen only blowing wind?She heard from Wannianzhu that the wind god is a very bad god who can blow away human villages.

"Impossible!"

The elder leaned on a cane and stood in front of Zhuji with a limp.Behind him were many villagers who were gnashing their teeth. If the other party was not a child, the villagers would definitely arrest Zhuji and teach him a lesson.

Those who blaspheme the gods are doomed to die!

"Quickly shut that person's mouth!" Someone in the crowd suggested.

The woman pointed at Zhu Ji with trembling fingers and said, "How... how can there be such a vicious person! We are praying sincerely, but you are secretly cursing!"

"Stop!" The elder slammed his cane several times, and the wrinkles on his face folded layer by layer. "Those who destroy the ceremony will be handed over to our Sea God."

I saw two or three men approaching Zhuji holding a rope, and the fierce look they put on made Zhuji cry in fright.

As soon as the cries of wah wah wah sounded, several thunderbolts suddenly fell from the sky, hitting where the men were.

They immediately fell to the ground, foaming at the mouth, convulsed a few times and then stopped breathing.Everyone was astonished, some of them hugged the elder away from Zhuji, then knelt down and begged for mercy with a plop.

The villagers panicked and shouted to the sky, Fengshen, calm down!Fengshen appeases his anger!

Eh?The one who can thunder is not Fengshen, right?

Zhuji wiped away her tears and looked up at the sky.The dark clouds have dispersed, and the hot sun shines on the earth again.

The author has something to say: The heroine is a soft girl!It's not a brat! !

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Hmm... not all human beings are so ignorant, the village is relatively closed, that's why the villagers become like this.

PS: It took five hours to write this chapter, typing is too slow.

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