Slay the Gods: The spokesperson for Zhulong, starts with the God-killing Gun

Tianjin's southern border.

Located on the edge of the Jinnan Mountains, there are many houses that are scattered at the foot of the mountain and coexist harmoniously with the surrounding natural environment.

Smoke rises slowly from the chimneys of each household, swaying gently in the wind, forming a tranquil and warm rural landscape.

The heavy rain poured down, and the drops hit the brick house, making a crisp and pleasant sound.

The rain dripped down the eaves, forming crystal water curtains, bringing a special rhythm to this small village, like a beautiful melody played in the rain.

However, in a corner of the village, in a small and dilapidated courtyard, the atmosphere seemed a little different.

A little girl with pigtails was sitting on a small stool. She was wearing a cute Mickey Mouse T-shirt and standing at the door, looking out curiously.

Her eyes sparkled with curiosity and excitement about the sudden heavy rain.

The little girl had a childlike smile on her face, and her little hands stretched out from time to time, trying to catch the raindrops dripping from the eaves.

Every time a raindrop fell on her palm, she would laugh like a silver bell, as if she was playing a game with the heavy rain.

Although the courtyard is dilapidated, in the eyes of the little girl, it is her warm home.

She did not mind the inconvenience caused by the heavy rain, but instead enjoyed the fun of the rain.

Her laughter sounded particularly clear amidst the sound of rain, bringing a touch of vitality and vigor to the village shrouded in heavy rain.

The heavy rain continued to fall, and the little girl looked particularly lonely in the rain, but there was no fear on her face.

A woman with a smile on her face passed by the door, her eyes gentle and kind.

Seeing the cute little girl sitting at the door, she stopped involuntarily and said quickly:

"Yo!

Little grass!

Why are you sitting at the door?

It's raining, go inside quickly to avoid catching a cold!" Her tone was full of concern and care.

The little girl with pigtails looked at the woman with her big black pearl-like eyes, her eyes sparkling with childlike innocence.

She smiled sweetly and said in a clear and pleasant voice:

"whee!

Aunt Zhao!

"Xiaocao is waiting for her brother!" Her words were filled with a hint of expectation and dependence.

When the woman heard this, her brows furrowed slightly, and the smile on her face was replaced by worry:

“Little grass!

Where is your brother, Xiao Shitou, going?" She knew that Xiao Shitou was Xiaocao's only relative and the sole pillar of this dilapidated courtyard.

Xiaocao spoke softly, with a hint of pride and happiness in her voice:

"Aunt Zhao! My brother has gone to the mountains to collect herbs!

He said he wanted to make some money by picking herbs for the grass!

Buy Xiaocao something delicious! " Her round little face was filled with trust in her brother and anticipation for the upcoming delicious food.

Aunt Zhao looked at the dark clouds in the distance. Under the thick rain curtain, she couldn't even see a corner of Jinnan Mountain clearly.

A trace of sadness appeared on her face, and she prayed silently in her heart that Xiao Shitou would return safely.

She knew that in such weather, the dangers in the mountains would increase a lot, especially for young people like Xiao Shitou who went up the mountain alone to collect herbs.

"Xiaocao, go into the house first. Aunt Zhao will go get an umbrella for your brother." Aunt Zhao said as she turned around to get the umbrella.

Xiaocao waved her hands quickly, a determined look on her face:

"No need, Aunt Zhao, my brother said he will be back soon." Although she was young, she knew not to cause trouble to others.

Aunt Zhao looked at Xiaocao, and a warm feeling welled up in her heart. She gently stroked Xiaocao's head and said softly:

"Well, Xiaocao, go inside first and don't let the rain get you wet. Aunt Zhao will help you look after your brother."

Xiaocao nodded obediently, turned around and ran into the house, but still looked back at the door from time to time, expecting her brother to appear in the rain.

Aunt Zhao stood at the door, her eyes looking through the curtain of rain at the distant Jinnan Mountain, her heart filled with worry and expectation.

The rolling mountains became hazy in the rain, and she muttered silently in her heart:

"This kid! It's raining so hard!

Why did you go to the mountains again? " Her brows were furrowed, worried about Xiao Shitou's safety.

"No, I have to go and take a look!" Aunt Zhao made up her mind that she couldn't just sit there and watch.

As she spoke, she braved the heavy rain, picked up an umbrella, and walked out of the village.

The raindrops hit her umbrella, making a dense tapping sound, but her steps were firm and quick.

Before she left the village, Aunt Zhao suddenly heard a loud rumbling noise. The sound was deafening and made her heart sink.

She looked up and saw that the mountains in the distance had collapsed, and countless mud and water were rushing in like a flood, carrying the power to destroy everything.

Before Aunt Zhao could react, she was submerged in the endless waves of the sudden mudslide.

The mud and water, carrying rocks and broken branches, swept in at an astonishing speed, swallowing up everything in its way.

The grass in the distance stared blankly at the horrific scene, her big eyes filled with fear and disbelief.

Suddenly, she panicked and rushed out of the house, tears and rain mixed on her face, "Woo woo woo! Aunt Zhao....!" Her voice was filled with despair and fear.

The grass looked at the horrific mudslide as if it were looking at a ferocious beast that was devouring everything mercilessly.

The roar of the mudslide, the howling of wind and rain, and the crying of grass, intertwined together, formed a heartbreaking picture.

Xiaocao stood there, her little hands clenched into fists, her body trembling slightly from crying.

She felt unprecedented helplessness and fear, and her world seemed to collapse at this moment.

She didn't know what to do next, so she could only stand there and watch the mudslide take away everything she was familiar with.

The tears of the grass fell like pearls from a broken string, mixing with the rain and dripping onto the ground.

Her little face was covered with water marks, making it difficult to tell which were tears and which were raindrops.

She looked at the scene in front of her with great worry and helplessness, her big black pearl-like eyes filled with fear and despair.

Her eyes were fixed on the dark Jinnan Mountain, where her brother Xiao Shitou was last seen.

Xiaocao cried out in pain, “Wuwuwawa!!!

elder brother!!!

Where are you?

Her voice sounded particularly desolate in the wind and rain, carrying a kind of helplessness and panic unique to children.

"Xiaocao is so scared!!!" Her voice trembled, revealing her inner panic and anxiety.

She no longer cared about the small amounts of money and no longer looked forward to the delicious snacks.

At this moment, she just wanted her brother to return safely.

"I don't want the small change anymore!" she cried, giving up all her previous expectations and wishes.

“I don’t want any more delicious food!!!”

"Come back soon!!!"

Her little hands clutched the door frame tightly, as if this could give her some strength and comfort.

“Wuwuwuwu——————!”

Xiaocao's cry echoed in the wind and rain, and her heart felt like it was torn apart.

The terrifying mudslide continued to roll and roar, covering everything...