The water god was demoted

Sometimes the world is not as good as the Suiming Kingdom.

Although there is no warm sun, no soft moon, no food and drink in the Suiming Kingdom, there is no hunger, no severe cold and heat, and no dependents who have to be together.

The little friend named himself A Bai, and the blind boy A Chen.Return to the earth and start all over again.

From the beginning, Ah Bai and Ah Chen regarded each other as the only one in this life.They have no parents, no tribe to rely on.

They have no identities, and it is not clear where they came from. No one is willing to take them in, let alone A Bai, and they are not willing to take another blind man.

If anyone would want them, it was the slave owner.

Well-meaning people told them that the poor farmers have no conditions to adopt you, and the rich slave owners will arrest the unidentified and mark them.So don't ask anyone to take you in.

They don't want to be slaves, so in addition to begging, they have to hide carefully. Once they are caught and chained, like animals, their lives are over.

Ah Bai especially takes care of Ah Chen.

It’s not easy to beg for food, so Ah Bai will give Ah Chen the few mouthfuls of food he has; in order to steal a few fruits, he is threatened and chased by others, whether Ah Bai is being beaten or on the way to escape, his first thought is to protect and eat. of.

Ah Bai got a few peaches, went back to the ruined temple, washed the reddest and most fragrant peach for Ah Chen, and brought it to his mouth.

Ah Bai really wanted to eat that big red peach, but he could only give it to Ah Chen, otherwise his wrist would hurt.

He thought, Ah Chen couldn't be blamed for this.The curse shackle was not made by Ah Chen, and Ah Chen could not see whether the peaches were red or not, and did not know the difference between his peaches and Ah Bai's peaches.

I can see, he can't, I should let him.

Ah Chen wanted to eat fish, so Ah Bai went to spear the fish, scraped the scales of the fish, cut open the belly, packed it, roasted it, blew the ashes, lowered the temperature, grabbed the tender meat from the fish belly, picked out the thorns, and sent it to Ah Chen lips.

It was getting colder and colder, someone threw a torn quilt to Ah Bai.The quilt was a little dirty, so Ah Bai endured the cold river water to wash the quilt.

The quilt is filled with silk floss, which is made from the messy threads of cocoons and cocoon shells, and it will not look like it when it meets water. There are bumps in the rags, and Ah Bai can't rub it or lift it. He is so anxious that he cried.

There is no one who washes bedding like this, but Ah Bai is a child, so he doesn't understand these things.

If it weren't for the war between the god of water and the god of fire, how could he have lost the protection of the tribe, and would have to starve and freeze to serve others 1 years later.

"I'm sorry Ah Chen, I ruined the quilt. I just thought, if I work harder, we can sleep on a clean quilt."

"Abai, you never have to say sorry to me. I'm the one who dragged you down. Before it's too cold, let's go to the south and take me away, okay?"

However, although the south is warm, it is not rich, and the country is different, so it will not accept refugees from the north.Abai and Achen struggled to survive on the north-south border.

The first winter they spent was extremely cold. For more than 100 nights in the cold winter, Abai and Achen slept tightly together, hugging each other's chests, with their faces pressed against each other's necks and shoulders.

In retrospect, I didn't freeze to death, it was a fate, how did I survive.

But then, how did it change?

The flood of the Yellow River requires a lot of labor, and there are not enough slaves, so many villages have been captured and emptied.Ah Bai and Ah Chen were also arrested there to serve in corvée, holding hands tightly and not letting go.

The chief doesn't want Ah Chen, what would a blind man do if he wants it.

A Bai said, we are together, either stay both, or drive both away.

The officer said, you are useful, you must stay, the blind man is useless, I must drive him away, or throw him into the Yellow River.

A blind man who begs for food can grow so big, he is blind for food.

"God didn't cut off his way, let him grow up so big, why did you cut off his way," A Bai suppressed the anger that was about to erupt, "Please, sir, I can do more work, I Can't live without him."

"How old are you?" asked the officer.

Abai: "I am 12 years old, and he is ten years old."

"Choosing rocks and digging soil is not stealing. You are so small, do you work a lot? Aren't you afraid of being exhausted?"

"To die from exhaustion is to die. Without him, I will die too."

"Who is he?"

"Brother, brother."

The officer frowned and looked at the stubborn eyes under his dirty little face, waved his hands and said, "Forget it, go to work, let him learn to cook a big pot of porridge."

Ah Bai and Ah Chen bowed their heads in thanks.

Of course they didn't cheer and feel grateful. What followed was the labor of countless people. There was nothing to be happy about. They could only pray that they could live.

Others may give you a lesson because you are a child and reward you with a peach. No one will pity you when you dig rocks and choose soil to serve as a corvee. To be drawn.

Ah Bai suffered a lot, swallowed the bloody spittle, and gritted his teeth in order to live.

One day, Ah Chen gave Ah Bai a meal for two people on pottery. Ah Bai was tired and hungry, unable to think, so he took it and devoured it.

After swallowing two mouthfuls, his stomach still didn't feel better, his left wrist hurt like a bayonet scraping his bone, and Ah Bai's ashen face couldn't hide his paleness.

"Ah Chen, you eat first." Ah Bai wanted to scold her, but held back.

Ah Chen couldn't see it, but he wasn't stupid. He silently groped for Ah Bai's hand holding the rice, took it, ate a little, and offered it to Ah Bai again.

A Bai stared at Ah Chen fiercely, and ate the coolie meal angrily, feeling uncomfortable all over.

Just because the Stone God likes you and pity you, I will be forced to serve you, I am also a child, I am very tired!

Stone God, why do you only like Ah Chen?It's fine if you only like Ah Chen, why did you put a curse on me and make me suffer.

Ah Bai carried the sacks, pushed the cart, dredged the river, reinforced the embankment, and was almost soaked in the sand.

Finally, some results were achieved, and there was another heavy rainstorm, and many corvees were washed away.A large amount of soil was lost in the middle reaches of the plain, resulting in accumulation in the downstream, raising the river bed, and the Yellow River flooded again.

Do you think winter will be better?

The downstream is still freezing, the upstream mountain snow suddenly melts, roaring in, and the midstream erupts again.People either drowned, froze to death, starved to death.

Ah Bai was almost washed away in the middle of the night when the river was swollen. He didn't understand what he was insisting on. He was in so much pain, what were he waiting for?

Just because there is a God, so I believe that God will save me?

Maybe I should be the one who was washed away and frozen to death. God has saved me and didn't let me die, but why let me continue to suffer?

A Bai fell ill. Under the supervisor's whip, his whole body became hot and fell down.

When his eyes were blurred, he heard someone shouting that the water god Bingyi had descended.

God, come?

When Ah Bai woke up, he was not lying on a clean and warm bed, nor was he waiting for medicine, porridge, and soup as he had imagined. Instead, he was lying in the original tent with a dozen people on the floor, which was still so cold, dirty and damp. It's just that there is no one else in the tent now.

Abai closed his eyes and continued to sleep.

"woke up?"

There was a person standing in front of Ah Bai, no, it was a god.Cool, handsome, and clean, it looks better than that stinky, hard stone.

"You are Bingyi? You saved me?"

"Yes." Bingyi put his hands behind his back, looked at Abai, and smiled.

"Why did you save me?"

"For the sake of earning merit." Bingyi looked relaxed.

"Why... didn't you come and save me sooner?"

"How can a god save people casually, this will only spoil people, and make God look cheap." Bing Yi rolled his eyes.

"Why am I the one who saved it?"

Bingyi thought for a while, and said meaningfully: "He was rescued randomly. He can earn merit and tell others that God exists. As long as you work hard and do good, as long as you have a firm heart, you will surely be able to move the heavens, and the gods will come. Help you; God didn’t come, it means you haven’t done enough, you have to be patient. You see you are young, you work so hard in corvee, and you have a drag, save you, others believe in me.”

"If a good man dies without seeing God..."

"Then he must go to see the gods after death, and he will be rich and powerful in the next life."

"Really?" Ah Bai's pale lips curled up, and he closed his eyes, "I don't believe it."

"I don't believe it either," Bing Yi squinted his eyes and looked at A Bai, "You can't control your life, and you can't control your death even more. Throw your soul into the River of Forgetfulness, and forget everything."

Ah Bai thought of the bloody water of Wangchuan, sizzling, sizzling, and no scum left, he felt sick, and his stomach convulsed.

"God, why is there still a flood, isn't the sky not going to crack?"

"The sky will not be cracked, and the rain and floods are disasters from the gods. The water tribe lost a long time ago, and the heavenly tribe punished the water tribe, so the Yellow River flooded again and again. We want to control the water. The water god came to help humans control the water. The punishment of the water god is also the merit of the water god, and the merit is four or six times that of the gods of the heavenly clan."

Abai was very speechless. After a moment of silence, he said, "Can I learn water control? I don't want to be a corvee."

"Who wants to be a corvee? Can anyone learn the ability to control water? Everyone has learned it. Who will be a corvee? After learning, there will be a selection process. One leader will be selected to control the water, and the rest will continue to be corvee? I am very happy." Are you free?"

"Why did you save me?" Ah Bai opened his eyes in confusion.

"To earn merit." Bingyi frowned.

"I don't believe you." Abai stared into Bingyi's eyes.

"Who do you think you're talking to! I saved you, but you don't appreciate it?" Bing Yi was furious, strangled Ah Bai by the neck and pinched him from the floor.

Ah Bai's face was flushed from holding back, and he felt all the blood rushing into his head, which was so painful; the blood vessels in his temples throbbed suddenly, and his eyes felt like they were about to burst.

He raised his hands twitching and held Bingyi's hand, "God, please give me a chance, I will cure the water better than anyone else..."

"How good is it?" Bingyi admired the kid's courage.

"The Yellow River...the water is clear, and the world is safe...stable."

"What a big tone," Bingyi threw Ah Bai to the ground, "If you can do it, you can become a god. □□ Mortal wombs can't live for 100 years. The Yellow River is clear? At least 500 years!"

"I'm willing to be a stepping stone for future generations," Ah Bai rubbed his neck and coughed, "God is so busy, there must be someone to lead the water control, you teach me, I will be better than the current chief."

Bingyi looked at him seriously: "You're not like a kid in his teens. Your courage, perseverance, responsibility, and ambition surpass those of ordinary children." He knelt down and picked up Ah Bai's wrist, "Who cast the curse?"

"The stone... is now soaking in the Wangchuan River."

"Sanshengshi?" Bingyi was surprised.

"Please, Lord Water God, don't tell others, I escaped from the River of Forgetfulness."

A Bai didn't tell him that I escaped from the Suiming Kingdom, I'm older than you, and I've met the water god Gonggong.

"The underworld has not been set up yet. It is not surprising that there are living people entering and ghosts escaping. What is the spell?"

A Bai looked at the white curse shackle on his wrist. Actually, it was pretty pretty. He liked it and hated it at the same time, "Take care of the blind man. If he is dead, I don't have to live anymore."

Bing Yi wondered: "That cumbersome friend of yours? What's the relationship with the Sansheng Stone?"

"The first human being to talk to Sanshengshi, Sanshengshi sees him as pity."

Bingyi got up, condescendingly looked down on the thin little Abai: "Tomorrow I will teach you how to control the flood, let's see what kind of material you are as a mortal. If you learn well, you will replace the commander; Not good...just do your hard work obediently." After speaking, he left gracefully.

Abai breathed a sigh of relief, and lay down heavily on the bedding.

(From the abyss of the extreme, three hundred feet deep, Wei Bingyi Hengdu Yan. Bingyi's face, riding two dragons. —— "Shan Hai Jing. Hai Nei Bei Jing")

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