Bamboo branch girl

After being made such a fuss by Zhu Ji, it was time for the sky to turn white.A piece of golden color sprinkled the ground, and Zhuji's eyes hurt from the early sun. She raised her palms to cover her eyes, and she couldn't get used to it.

Zhuji suddenly said, "I'm going to find my father, he's worried."

She finally remembered that she still had a father.

The uncle was shocked, blinked his eyes a few times, and asked suspiciously: "Your father? Didn't you just agree to go to the city to find that... what is that Huang?"

The uncle is getting old and doesn't understand the way of a child. She said she was looking for a ghost at one time, and at the other time she said she was looking for her father, which made the uncle very tired.What he was afraid of was that her father was either a strong and strong bully, or a rich man with a big belly, or...

No or no!The uncle was trembling at the moment.

"Zhu Ji, it's time to go back." A cold voice sounded from behind the uncle.

Zhuji turned her head and lay on the uncle's back, she recognized Wannianzhu at a glance, and she shouted: "Daddy!"

The uncle looked for the sound and turned around stiffly.

The young man Zhu Ji called "Daddy" was right in front of her.He is very handsome, and only handsome people can give birth to lovely children.He also held a flute in his hand, which looked very frightening.

This frightening instrument is a big killer.

Wannian Zhu tapped the flute in his hand, and the crisp sound seemed to shatter the nearby vegetation, rocks and rocks.Wannianzhu asked: "Where are you going with her in your arms?"

As soon as these words came out, the uncle's legs trembled, and shudders shuddered all over his skin.With a guilty conscience, he said in a trembling voice, "No...no, I didn't expect this little girl to have such a young father. Like this, the child lost her way, so I'm taking her home."

Wannianzhu stretched out his hand: "Okay, please give her to me."

The uncle slowly put Zhuji down, then bent slightly, lowered his head, and found that the lower gear was wet a lot.People who have never done bad things are easily frightened when they are caught.

The uncle is like a piece of wood, standing still and unable to move.

Zhuji ran to Wannianzhu, hugged his thigh with both hands, and looked at the uncle who was peeing his pants with a puzzled expression.She looked up at Wannianzhu again, Wannianzhu looked down at Zhuji, her face was expressionless, she just silently tapped the flute on Zhuji's head.

He controls the strength of the flute just right, not only will it not hurt Zhuji, but it will also cause severe pain.

Like the uncle, Zhuji dared not breathe or say a word, she was terribly frightened!

The uncle didn't move, Wannianzhu said lightly: "Aren't you going to roll? Want to taste the bamboo flute?"

The uncle woke himself up violently, pinched his cheek, and fled in a hurry with his pants up.

Seeing that people left, Wannianzhu began to ask Zhuji: "Zhuji, you ran away again, do you know the consequences?"

Zhuji hugged Wannianzhu's thigh tightly, tears streaming down her face: "I didn't see you, so I went to look for you. If I couldn't find you, the cow was going to die, and I couldn't save the cow."

Zhu Ji didn't want to run out on purpose, she couldn't see Wannian Zhu when she woke up, so she looked for his scent, followed all the way, and forgot how to get back the same way, so she simply hid in the cowshed and waited. Wannian Bamboo came to look for it.

After she healed the dying old cow, she spent so much effort that she forgot her purpose for coming out.It can also be said that Zhuji is underdeveloped and cannot remember too many things in her mind.

"Birth, old age, sickness and death are common things, don't blame yourself." Wannianzhu also understood Zhuji's benevolent deeds, so he stopped talking about her faults, and instead mentioned a serious matter to her: "The bamboo forest here must It took a while to grow back and we had to move somewhere else."

"Why did the bamboo forest burn?" Zhuji asked.

"You don't understand now." Wannianzhu patted Zhuji's head, "You can no longer share your life with me, and you must cherish your life more in the future. We will soon become the God of Wannianzhu, There can be no more mistakes."

Many years have passed, but Wannianzhu still hasn't been able to find out who broke his bamboo branch back then.

He is a bamboo that blooms only once every 30 years.Making bamboo bloom is like making a cycad tree bloom and bear fruit. It is really not easy.After flowering, the mangosteen leaves are dyed yellow, and finally all the bamboos will wither and wither, and the bamboo forest will be dead and silent, with no vitality.

Wannian bamboo is the only bamboo that can escape the catastrophe after the bamboo flowers bloom.In the past thousands of years, Wannian bamboo has grown from a small bamboo shoot to a towering bamboo, and has seen many lives and deaths.Since then, he has human comprehension, meets the guidance of the gods and devotes himself to cultivation, without contending with the world, and has been guarding the bamboo forest that was forced to be destroyed again and again.

He can completely practice Taoism, and then become a god, and will no longer be cast aside by human beings.

But at that time, the Wannian Bamboo turned back into a bamboo and took root in the ground, spent the winter through deep sleep, and was broken off the top bamboo branch without knowing it.When Wannianzhu woke up in the spring of the second year, he saw a child who called him Daddy as if learning to speak.

"Where are we going?" Zhu Ji gently shook Wannianzhu's palm, pulling back his drifting soul.

Wannianzhu realized that he was distracted, so he settled his body for a long time before slowly opening his mouth and said: "There is also a bamboo forest across the sea, let's stay here temporarily. We will come back when new bamboo grows from this bamboo forest. "

When Zhuji heard this, she was stunned, not understanding what Wannianzhu meant.

Wannianzhu added: "What's the matter? Are you unhappy about moving to a new home? The bamboo forest over there is much wider, enough for you to play."

Now, Zhuji understood.The bamboo forest is gone, so I have to live in a new bamboo forest, that is to say, I have to leave this village.She was upset and pulled the corner of her clothes, not understanding what kind of emotion it was.

Wannianzhu saw through Zhuji's thoughts, and said, "If you are thinking about those human children, you can say goodbye to them first, and come back to me when you hear the flute."

Even though Wannianzhu hated the group of human children who were always making noise in the bamboo forest, if Zhuji liked it, he also tried his best to learn to tolerate them.

After getting permission, Zhuji immediately ran towards the village.She is very familiar with the distance between the village and the bamboo forest.She can't remember many things, but she can only remember the journey that she has run countless times.

She still clearly remembered where Huang lived.The yard where I live in the desert is always full of rapeseed flowers, a piece of green, the flowers are bright yellow, and the soil there is extremely delicious.When the rain comes at night, it is refreshing to get under the soil of rapeseed flowers.

Relying on her clear memory, Zhuji rushed to the halfway up the mountain like smoke, and rushed to Huang's house.

Huang was in the room, resting on the desk.

Zhuji stood on tiptoe as hard as she could, barely able to lie on the window sill of the room, shouting: "Huang! Huang!"

Huang got up from the desk and met Zhuhime's black pupils.He stood still and stared blankly for a long time.Huang knew that Zhuji was short and couldn't reach the window sill normally, so he wanted to stretch out his hand to give her a hand.

But in the end, Huang hesitated, then retracted his hand, and opened his mouth slightly as if he was talking to himself: "It must be an illusion, so don't come out again."

He lay back on his stomach again, no longer looking at it, nor thinking about it anymore.

Zhuji's toes were very tired, so she jumped down, brought a wood stake from the yard, stood on it, and strode vigorously to climb up the window sill.While jumping into the room, Zhuji fell and twisted her ankle.She fell on the floor for a long while, Huang didn't even look at her.

Soon, Zhuji sat up straight again and knocked on the desk continuously.

"Why...is it still there?" Huang was awakened by the violent vibration, he straightened his back, pinched Zhuji's face, it was warm and real.

"Hey hey..." After being pinched, Zhu Ji was blushing and giggling foolishly.

"Hmph, idiot, what a little idiot, what's so funny?" Huang pinched the other side of her face with his other hand, and pulled his hands out, very elastic.

Could a dream be so real?These days, Huang would dream of Zhuji every night, dreaming of the days when she circled and ran around him every day.

Huang knew that the bamboo forest was burned, and Zhuji could not escape from the bamboo forest. After the fire, only ashes remained in the bamboo forest.He firmly believed that the life of the monster would not be so fragile, so he insisted on looking for it in the burnt bamboo forest.

Together with the little fat man, he dug three feet, but couldn't find it.

After searching for many days, I finally came to the conclusion that Zhuji was burnt to the point that there were not even bones left.

Fate is something that no one can decide. After being sad for a while, Huang regained his composure.Only the little fat man insisted on running up the mountain every day, searching aimlessly.Sometimes the little fat man would give up and burn the coins to Zhu Ji, and sometimes he felt hopeful and continued to search.

"Huang, why didn't you say hello to the guests?" The village head grandfather came back after collecting firewood, and saw a girl with a juicy face pinched by Huang.

The grandfather of the village chief wiped the sweat from his forehead and asked kindly, "Little girl, where are you from?"

Huang was stunned, and let go of Zhuji's red face.He looked at the village chief's grandfather, then at Zhuji, and then pinched his arm.

painful!Meat hurts!How can dreaming feel pain?

Zhuji pointed to her face and said, "Zhulin, I'm from the bamboo forest."

The village chief's grandfather smiled and said: "Bamboo forest? The bamboo forest is full of people. Is the little naughty kid playing tricks on grandpa?"

Zhuji was puzzled, she thought it was normal not to live with people, because Wannianzhu told her that they would all become gods in the future, and gods would help humans and be worshiped by humans.So Zhuji said honestly: "I can't live with people, because Zhuji is..."

"Bamboo Girl!"

Huang, who gradually recovered, finally confirmed that he was not in a dream, but in the real world, and the Zhuji in front of him was also real!

He interrupted Zhuji's words in time to prevent her from continuing, grabbed her hand and ran out the door, not forgetting to turn around and say hello to the village chief's grandfather: "Grandpa, let's go out for a while."

The author has something to say: Cherish brother Huang as he is now, he will become very cold and unkind when he grows up.

The main cps that will be written in this article are: Wannianzhu × Kaguya Ji, Arakawa × Jinyu Ji