Bamboo branch girl

Miraculously, just three days of heavy rain was enough for the bamboo to grow into a mature form. It seemed that a large bamboo forest suddenly popped out of the soil that night.

The fresh and tender bamboo shoots have almost turned into straight bamboos, and there are still drops of rainwater hanging on the bamboo branches and leaves.

At this time, Zhuji was the happiest.

"Bamboo is taller than Bamboo Girl!" Zhuji circled around the bamboo, which was a dance born from the most primitive consciousness.The dancing posture is not graceful, and it can even be said to be a blind dance.

If the other party is not a little girl, the two pairs of eyes of the two faces of the two-faced Buddha will definitely be hot at this time.The Two-faced Buddha was very tired. For three consecutive days, the summoned rain took a lot of his power.

"It's all thanks to the old man." Two-faced Buddha was quite relieved when he looked at the bamboo forest.But next time, remember to reject the kid's request. After so much trouble, it's a waste of his energy for this little achievement.

Zhuji stopped dancing, so she was going to go down the mountain to tell Huang the good news, to make him happy too.When Zhuji ran to the side of the mountain, she saw a big pusher moving towards her.Many people are carrying burdens, women are pulling children, and men are carrying pots and pans.

You can't even see a roof below the mountain, and the water overflows halfway up the mountain.The village where Huang lives is located on the north side of the back mountain, close to the sea, and the flood is not easy to recede.Although the village on the other side was blocked from the sea by mountains, it could not escape the heavy rain.The junction of the two villages is an excellent refuge.

Zhuji turned her head and said to the Two-faced Buddha, "There is a lot of water under the mountain."

"What's the matter with the old man, and you said that it will rain. When the bamboo grows, you don't even say a word of thanks. Is this the case with Wannianzhu's family education?" The two-faced Buddha spun around and couldn't sit down. And kid, he didn't sleep a wink for days and nights.

"I'm sorry... but..." Zhu Ji jumped, threw herself on the Two-faced Buddha, and slapped him on the chest a few times: "But the Two-faced Buddha is not allowed to speak of ten thousand-year bamboo!"

The image of Wannianzhu in Zhuji's heart is tall and tall, and no one can say that Wannianzhu is wrong, otherwise, she will be very angry and want to hit someone when she gets angry.

A fist of this level is like falling into soft cotton, not only does it not hurt, but it is also very comfortable.In order to make Zhu Ji show respect, the Two-faced Buddha still had to put on a fierce expression: "You brat still dare to beat the old man's chest! Look at the thunder of the old man!"

The Two-faced Buddha really came for real. He first threw Zhuji away, and then raised the lightning hammer to strike at Zhuji.A bolt of lightning was about to follow the trend, when suddenly a figure appeared, hugging and rolling Zhuji to a safe place with lightning speed, but he himself was touched by the lightning and scorched the clothes on his right arm.

"Are you okay?" He worriedly checked whether Zhuji was injured.

"Hey... Zhuji can't beat..." Zhuji cautiously raised her head to look at the person who had just saved her.When she looked at it, her face turned red, her heart was trembling, and she didn't know where to put her hands.

The person who is caring about Zhuji at this moment is Huang who she misses day and night but cannot meet.Huang's right arm was branded with a mark by the thunder just now, and the flesh gradually became blurred, and the blood was continuously flowing.

"I'll teach you a lesson today, how dare a servant treat a god like this." Two-faced Buddha attracted clouds, and left on the clouds.He intends to let the little ghost see the power and act as a deterrent, that's all.It's getting late, and I have to go to the shrine to eat some incense to replenish my spiritual power.

Seeing the two-faced Buddha walking away, Zhuji immediately used the healing technique to heal the wound on Huang's arm.If Huang hadn't come in time, it would have been Zhuji who got caught.Even though Zhuji has a good healing ability, she just can't heal herself, and she doesn't know what to do if she gets injured accidentally.

"As a god, he is too much." Huang gasped in pain.If he hadn't been hiding behind the rock to listen to their conversation just now, Huang didn't know if he would have the chance to see the living Zhuji again in the future.

The wound healed quickly and the pain gradually disappeared.Zhuji's head suddenly became dizzy, the same feeling as when she rescued the drowning little fat man last time.She regained her composure, pointed to her face and said, "Huang... Can Huang praise Bamboo Girl?"

Huang didn't know what Zhuji wanted to do, so he asked, "Why praise you?"

Zhuji smirked: "Hey hey hey, because the bamboo has grown up."

With such a heavy rain, all the vegetation failed to grow normally except for the bamboos in the middle and the outside.The people in the village found this bamboo forest that grew in an instant during the process of evacuation, and everyone thought it was a place of refuge given by God.

They took it for granted that the gods realized that they had cast too much magic power, so they built a temporary resting place.

Huang was locked in the house for a long time, until the day when the flood came, he was released and fled with the village chief.Hearing the adults say that the gods are arresting a child who is not from the village, Huang immediately thought of Zhuji.

"Did you do it?" Huang asked suddenly.

"Eh?"

Huang added, "Did you make a wish for this torrential rain?"

Looking at Huang's expression, Zhuji thought she had done something wrong, she lowered her head, her voice was as thin as a mosquito: "That... rain... rain can make bamboo grow..."

"The water has submerged the whole village, and everyone has to move to live on the mountain." Huang pulled Zhuji up, then turned to look at the sea below the mountain, and sighed: "Humans and monsters really can't..."

"Is Huang angry? Then Zhu Ji won't tell the gods to make it rain from now on." She was pulling Huang's clothes behind her back, but she still didn't dare to look into his eyes.A great guilt arose in Zhuji's heart, and this sense of guilt was the most uncomfortable feeling Zhuji had felt since she came to the world.

Huang muttered: "Idiot."

Zhuji walked around in front of Huang, shook her head, and argued, "Material? But Zhuji is a bamboo branch, not wood."

She is still in a daze, and her words can always make people speechless.It's too bad, I want to laugh, but in front of Zhu Ji, I have to keep aloof at all times.Huang suppressed the laughter in his stomach and said, "You are different from me."

Zhuji listened very carefully and wanted to continue listening.

"I am destined to only stay in this village and predict what everyone wants to know. But I have obviously worked hard..." Recalling the days when he was alone in the house, Huang's heart was very empty. The tsunami that was predicted earlier did not come as expected, and the ship that was swallowed by the sea monster was next. Gradually, even the weather, which was sunny, rainy and snowy, was not predicted accurately.

Huang's predictions in the past have never been wrong, and everyone respects him very much.Until now, the people in the village were unwilling to accept his kindness, which made his heart feel cold.

"Huang! Where did you go?" When he wanted to tell Zhuji all this sad story, he was interrupted by the voice of the village head.There were footsteps not far away, and it was more than one person.

Huang pushed Zhuji behind a big rock that could be used to hide, and gestured to her to keep quiet: "It's the village head grandpa, don't let them find out."

After setting up Zhuji, Huang deliberately walked a few steps away so that Zhuji could avoid their sight.

When the village head saw Huang, he began to scold him: "Why did you run into the bamboo forest, there are a lot of snakes, insects, rats and ants in this bamboo forest, what should I do if I get hurt?"

There are several people behind the village chief, all of them carrying axes and saws.In the past three days, everyone has been fleeing, and a bamboo forest has grown on the top of the mountain, which can be cut down to build houses and boats.

A young man with a bald head said: "Hiss... I said Huang, can you predict more accurately next time? You can predict that it will rain, so can't you know how heavy it will be?"

Another middle-aged man who was naked and only wore a pair of thongs complained to Huang: "Yeah, we didn't have time to prepare. All the valuables in the house were washed away, and so many injuries were left behind."

"........."

Huang had nothing to say, and he felt that there was no need to explain too much.It's just that this bamboo forest will be cut down by them soon.Droughts and floods would not have occurred if human beings hadn't been greedy and arbitrarily destroyed the things given by God.

The village chief felt sorry for Huang, and protected him behind him, saying, "Why do a group of adults compete with children? It is most practical to make a temporary foothold before dark."

When the village chief spoke, everyone fell silent.He went back with Huang, and the few people left held their saws. When they saw a bamboo, they aimed at the joints of the bamboo, felled a tall bamboo, and carried it back to the resettlement site one by one.

As they cut down, the bamboo fell one by one.Zhuji hid aside, seeing the bamboo being carried away by the villagers, she felt uncomfortable.

Huang said that if he wanted to hide well, he must not come out, so Zhuji was obedient and couldn't come out.But if this continues, this bamboo forest will become a barren land again.

She finally couldn't take it anymore.

"Uncle, can I not chop Zhuji's bamboo?" Zhuji came out from behind the rock and stopped in front of the middle-aged uncle in thongs. Her face was very dark and she looked very bad.

The uncle in the thong has a lot of fat on his body and is also strong. He is the father of the little fat man, a wealthy local fisherman.A flood washed all the property of the fat uncle's family into the sea, and it was impossible to get it back.His son ran away and his husband and wife divorced. He had been miserable all his life. Whenever he saw a child, he was very irritable.

"What, someone's child, this bamboo forest doesn't belong to you, it's the gods who saw us pitiful... ah... ah..." Before the fat uncle could finish speaking, Zhuji grabbed his hand.

At that moment, the fat man felt like he was drowning and couldn't breathe.It wasn't until the fat uncle fell to the ground and rolled his eyes that Zhuji let him go.

Compared with healing, Zhuji is better at destroying. Her most powerful magic technique is to transfer the pain of the person healed before to another person.The docile lamb on the surface is likely to be a potential evil wolf. Zhuji is born with the magic of grafting damage. At least this can prove that she cannot be a good monster.

The road to becoming a god is getting farther and farther away, and Zhuji is also very distressed.But the same is the same, looking at the motionless dead man on the ground, Zhuji's heart is not disturbed, and she even wants to teach other people who cut down the bamboo.

Then...then...would Huang hate it?

No no no!Doing so will definitely be hated by Huang! QAQ!

Zhuji ran away crying, vowing secretly that she would never use evil magic again, maybe she needed to find a place to hide, so that Huang would not know that she had killed someone.

The author has something to say: Hey hey, Zhu Ji added new skills after awakening, and became a sick and delicate little sister~

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