Chapter 974: The Mountain God Is Above 1

"Lord Mountain God, open your eyes and have a look, we people are dying..."

In front of the dilapidated mountain temple, a haggard woman knelt and prayed hoarsely to their god, her voice full of despair.

The little girl in the woman's arms licked her lips that were flaky and white due to severe dehydration, gently tugged at the corner of the woman's clothes, and said in a voice like a mosquito: "Mom, I'm thirsty..."

The woman felt bitter in her heart, she lowered her head and coaxed softly: "Ninny be good, mother will go find you some water..."

After that, she picked up the little girl and walked outside the mountain temple.

"Mother, will the Lord Mountain God hear our prayers?" The little girl rested her head on the woman's shoulders, and looked with hopeful eyes at the mountain god statue that was getting further and further away.

The woman paused, looked back at the somewhat dilapidated stone statue, and finally nodded firmly: "Yes!"

Walking out of the dilapidated temple, the hot sun on the top of the head made people dizzy. The woman swayed and stabilized her body. She looked tremblingly, the fields were cracked, the seedlings withered, and the river dried up to reveal the dry riverbed.

In just ten years, everywhere he went was devastated.

But here used to be green mountains and green waters, the weather was smooth, and the people lived and worked in peace and contentment. It was a scenic spot in the hearts of literati.

The woman withdrew her sad eyes and carried her daughter down the mountain. As she went down, almost all the trees were stripped off, the grass stems were dug up, and there were ragged, yellow and emaciated people everywhere.

The scorching sun scorched the earth, and the stuffy air made it hard to breathe.

The woman was dizzy from the sun, and her body was on the verge of falling. Her eyes turned black and she suddenly fell forward, "Mother!" The girl panicked, and the woman staggered and managed to stabilize her body.

She tugged at the corner of her mouth: "Good girl, mother is fine, I will find you some water to drink."

Shaking his head vigorously, he continued to walk towards the county with his daughter on his back.

The girl turned her head and looked worriedly at the beggar who was knocked down by the roadside. He should be fine, right? But mother is also very tired... She pursed her lips and reached out to hug her mother tightly.

The scorching sun was in the sky, the land was silent, the birds didn't know where they went, and the weeds drooped their heads.

The beggar moved his fingers, revealing an old and dirty face. His clothes were broken and he couldn't cover his body. One of the sandals on his feet was lost somewhere. He slowly got up and continued to wander aimlessly.

In the past, Yungui Mountain was beautiful and unparalleled, but now the mountains and rivers are broken and riddled with holes.

The beggar stepped on a straw sandal, with one deep foot and one shallow foot, staggering across the dry and hot fields, passing by the dying people, crossing the barren hills where not a single blade of grass grew, and staggering to a slightly prosperous town.

The town is called Fulai Town, which used to be a well-known wealthy town in ten miles and eight towns. The river surrounding the town is full of lotus flowers.

As soon as summer arrives, "the lotus leaves are boundless in the sky, and the lotus flowers are red in the sun". Enjoying lotus flowers and picking lotus pods are the favorite summer days for ladies and gentlemen and scholars. Lotus pickers can also use this to earn money to subsidize their families. .

Now that the water in the pool has dried up, the dry pond is exposed, and the thin pedestrians on both sides of the river are particularly shocking.

The beggars entered the city unhindered, the banners of the inns fluttered on both sides of the street, the passers-by looked sallow and listless, wandering around like walking corpses, it was hard to tell who was the real beggar for a while.

"Lord Mountain God, please show your spirit."

The ancient old man knelt down on the ground: "Please save my miserable grandson, he is only three years old, and he hasn't had a good day since he was born... Take the little old man's life and give it to him A way out."

After speaking, the old man burst into tears, shaking his hands and hugging the dying child beside him to his chest.

The beggar passed by with a blank expression. Every step he took, there was a commoner praying for the mountain god to appear, all of them showing despair.

The beggar staggered to the end of the street, unable to support himself and fell down. The people passing by saw it and said in a daze, "Another one died." Looking around for a shovel, "The earth pit outside the city is full, we need to dig another one." ..."

The beggar fell to the ground and hooked the corners of his mouth mockingly, is he finally going to die?

But he knew it was just his delusion.

He closed his eyes tiredly, the footsteps of pedestrians passing by, the voices of praying to the gods gradually became blurred.

Suddenly, the sleeve was pulled lightly by someone, the beggar raised his eyelids, and saw a dirty little boy. The little boy opened and closed his mouth and said something, but the beggar couldn't hear a word, so he closed his eyes again.

At the end of consciousness, he felt that someone opened his mouth, and a stream of water mixed with mud and sand flowed into his mouth.

What a fool! he thinks……

"Miss, how can you waste water on a beggar!"

"Water is so expensive now, a jar costs ten taels of silver! He's a stinky beggar, and he's dying. Does he need so much money? Why not..."

"Ah Lu."

The female voice is neither light nor heavy.

The maidservant's voice disappeared in an instant, and she was uneasy: "Little, miss."

The teacup was gently placed on the table, and the woman's cold and indifferent voice sounded next to the beggar's ear: "If you keep talking like this, you can go home by yourself when you pass Fengxian City."

When the servant girl heard this, she hurriedly knelt down: "Miss, this servant made a mistake, and this servant will never dare again..."

What he said, the beggar no longer wanted to hear it.

He opened his eyes, looked straight at the source of the sound, and gritted his teeth: "Cheng Ge!"

In the spacious and bright carriage, Shi Shiran sat in front of the window a magnificent and charming woman, dressed in white clothes that were as snowy as snow, with long eyebrows, eyes as bright as stars, lips that were not pimples, and holding a scroll like a fairy concubine. posture.

The beggar's eyes were scarlet, wishing to eat his flesh and blood: "How dare you appear in front of me!"

Who is this beautiful and clean woman but Cheng Ge who caused him to come here? A monstrous anger surged in his chest: "Today I will ask you to pay for your life with your life, to pay for these many sins!"

He rushed over and grabbed the woman's neck, with hatred in his eyes.

The servant girl was stunned for a moment, then realized that she quickly rescued her own lady: "What are you doing? Let go of my lady!"

push hard

The beggar knocked on the wall of the car with a 'boom', dizzy, and cold sweat fell instantly.

Xihe frowned lightly, pushed away the maidservant's hand, and stepped forward to help him up: "You are not in good health now, don't get angry, and have a rest." The beggar struggled weakly, staring at her angrily.

"Go away! Don't touch me!"

kill her! kill her! Kill this vicious woman!

The beggar's eyes did not conceal the killing intent, he tried his best to control the dizzy desire, trying to find the right opportunity to kill with one blow.

Xihe sighed: "Don't waste your energy, now I'm a knife and you are a fish, you can't resist me." To blame, you can only blame him for trusting others, so that he fell into such a powerless situation today.

She poured a glass of water, put it to his lips, and said, "Fu Lu, drink up the water and follow me."

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