Taoyuan Mountain Village

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Xiao Hei woke up from under the bed, crawled out and ran out of the bedroom with his tail tucked in fright.

Soon, the little black head quietly stretched back from the door, and he saw a white light turned into a figure, standing in the void, and finally slowly merged into the little master's body.

"Go up the mountain again, let the gods rain some rain, and give our village some way to live!"

In a trance, Jiang Xiaoye, who was sleeping, saw the old village chief burning incense and kneeling at home. The one who is kneeling and worshiping is a statue of a mountain god made of white stucco!

For some reason, Jiang Xiaoye felt a burst of emotion in his heart.

He quickly reacted, what happened to himself?

At this moment, his face hurt and his consciousness woke up.

Jiang Xiaoye opened his eyes, just in time to see a pair of dog paws pressing his face, pushing hard.

"Xiao Hei, you are going to die!"

Jiang Xiaoye suddenly went berserk. Not only did the dead dog run off the bed, but he even scratched his face with the dog's paws. He was having a lot of fun!

Xiao Hei cried out in fright and ran away, not knowing how to express the grievance in her heart. If you are fine, do I dare to go up? I thought you had returned to the west.

But explanation is not enough, escape is important.

At this time, Jiang Xiaoye realized that the sky was already bright, scratched his head, how did he feel that he had just lay down and then had a few strange dreams?

"What are you yelling at in the morning?" Li Lan heard his son's roar, and hurried over to see what was going on.

"it's okay no problem."

Jiang Xiaoye shook his head again and again. If Li Lan knew that Xiao Hei dared to run to the bed and pat his face in a lawless manner, it is estimated that Xiao Hei was either tied up by a chain or kicked out of the house to patrol the mountain at night.

"Have a nightmare?" Li Lan rubbed her face and said, "I dreamed that I was young last night, don't tell me, I looked in the mirror together this morning and found that my skin was much better."

"..." He's in his 40s, Jiang Xiaoye is rational and not rude.

But he thought about it for a while, and there was some doubts in his heart. He just seemed to dream that the old village chief was burning incense and worshipping the mountain god, right? Why dream of a mountain god?

...

Xiao Hei had been hiding outside the door. After Jiang Xiaoye came out, he cautiously wagged his tail and tried to come over.

Its small eyes slipped, and it noticed that the little master was in a good mood, so it rushed up to make out with peace of mind.

"Get the hell out of here!" Jiang Xiaoye kicked Xiao Hei away and climbed the bed. He dared to pat himself in the face. When did you get so fat?

In the early morning, Yushan Village, with the rising of the sun, has gradually become a little hot. The sky was cloudless and there was no sign of rain at all.

Due to the severe drought this year, the villagers in Yushan Village are naturally not having a good time. The crops they plant are irrigated by sprinklers every day, otherwise they will die of drought.

"Why does it feel weird?"

After walking around in the yard, Jiang Xiaoye felt a strange feeling in his heart.

It seems that there is a strange connection between him and the earth, and he can even detect the emotions conveyed by flowers, trees, ants and insects.

Although these emotions are scattered and faint, they are absolutely clear!

As if craving, craving water?

How could there be such a weird idea?

Jiang Xiaoye shook his head, feeling like he was crazy.

On the ground, a group of ants were struggling to bite a meat worm, and the poor meat worm rolled desperately.

An ant returned to the cave, as if communicating, the tentacles touched, and more and more ants crawled out. In the complex ant nest in the corridor, there were also huge queens laying eggs.

The ant queen? Ant nest? Jiang Xiaoye was stunned, what did he see?

Not only ants, but also earthworms crawling deep in the mud, unknown bugs sleeping, and a few tiny bugs foraging in the mud...

He saw, or rather, felt.

Feel it clearly.

"Holding the decree of the gods of my mountain, I will inherit my inheritance, and the one side will be blessed, and it will benefit all things."

The words from last night's dream came to his mind, and suddenly he felt something. Jiang Xiaoye subconsciously stretched out his hand, and a white light flashed. The magical jade card that was peeled off from the old turtle yesterday afternoon, but disappeared inexplicably appeared in his hand at this time.

‘The Mountain God’s Order! ’

A message suddenly flashed in Jiang Xiaoye's mind.

"Mom...Mom...fa, developed..."

Did you get the inheritance of the mountain god? The jade badge on that old turtle was actually the decree of the mountain god!

With a thought, the mountain god in his hand disappeared without a trace.

Soon, Jiang Xiaoye realized that he had one more ability:

'Land Sensing: It can detect the situation in the surrounding land within a certain range! ’

"In that dream yesterday, the mountain god appeared in the front, an ancient scene. However, the old village chief of our village appeared in the back..."

Jiang Xiaoye pinched his chin and thought for a moment, then in order to prove something, he immediately ran towards the old village chief's house.

Seeing that Jiang Xiaoye was out to play, Xiaohei looked back hesitantly. Haven't eaten yet? At least let me eat something.

But soon, Xiao Hei still wagged his tail and followed happily.

Yushan Village, the name is quite artistic, it is taken from "Empty Mountain New Rain Queen", it can be seen that the person named before is a cultural person.

But the artistic conception returns to the artistic conception, the Yushan Village in reality is

It is a poor ravine with a population of less than a thousand. When it was prosperous in the past, there were nearly 2,000 people, but because it was too backward, the young and strong all went to developed cities to work and settle down, which led to the village becoming more and more dilapidated.

The old village chief has been a village chief for more than 30 years. He originally retired a few years ago, but the new village chief quit his job. Because there is no oil and water, there are a lot of troubles, and no one wants to take the position of village chief. , so he continued.

Inside the mud-grass wall full of holes, the old village chief was watering the small vegetable beds in the yard.

"Second grandpa, are you busy?" Jiang Xiaoye pushed open the door and walked in, kicking away Xiao Hei who was grinning at the few ducklings in the yard.

In the yard of the old village chief, there are all kinds of things, such as free-range rabbits, a few chickens, a group of ducklings, a dog with a tongue sticking out, and a few vegetable fields, all of which are blocked with bamboo strips to prevent the Domestic animal disaster.

"Xiao Ye."

The old village chief was of the same generation as Jiang Xiaoye's grandfather. He was full of silver hair and looked old. Because he had no children, he spent his whole life in the village.

"It's just right. I can't eat the pickled vegetables here. You can get some back later."

The old village chief has a big urn in his house. Every year, he picks up some radish strips, pickled vegetables, sauerkraut, etc. It is absolutely delicious.

"Wow wang wang!" Xiao Hei immediately came to his senses when he heard the word "eat", and leaned over decisively with his tail wagging, his enthusiasm was a mess.

Jiang Xiaoye ignored Xiao Hei, but glanced at the room and asked casually, "Second grandpa, do you know the mountain god?"

"Mountain God..." The old village chief glanced at Jiang Xiaoye strangely and said, "Xiaoye, why are you asking this all of a sudden?"

Even in mountain villages, the term "mountain god" is rarely mentioned, and it is usually called the land goddess.

"Second grandfather, I told you not to laugh at me. I dreamed last night of an old man leaning on a sword, with a gourd on his head, wearing ancient robes and white clothes..."

Before the words were finished, half of the gourd in the old village chief's hand fell to the ground.

"And then!" The old village chief said eagerly, "What else?"

"Then I begged for rain, and it rained. Many people shouted for the mountain god." Jiang Xiaoye said strangely, "I had a dream later, and I also dreamed that the second grandpa was burning incense and begging for rain. I felt strange, so come and see."

"Impossible! You haven't heard of the Mountain God, so how could you dream of it? Could it be true what grandpa said?"

The old village chief muttered to himself.

"Xiao Ye, come with me." The old village chief stepped out of the vegetable plot and walked towards the house with a little staggering legs.

The old mud house was low and dark, with only a few bamboo chairs and blackened tables on the bright side.

In front of him, Jiang Xiaoye really saw the white marl statue of the mountain god in his dream, which had been mottled and faded, and there was still burning incense beside him.

The old village chief went to the inner room, rummaged through the boxes for a while, and came out wearing reading glasses, with a yellowed scroll in his hand.

"Grandpa passed it on to me when he died, saying that he invited a painter from the Republic of China to paint it according to the description of the great-grandfather. Take a look."

The great-grandfather of the old village chief? This age is really scary!

Jiang Xiaoye clicked his tongue secretly, took it and slowly opened it, only to see two big characters in running script on the yellowed scroll: Mountain God!

And then the fully unfolded picture made Jiang Xiaoye's scalp tingle.

An old man with white beard and hair, wearing a gourd pendant, leaning on a sword, wearing an ancient robe, isn't this the mountain god he dreamed of?

"I dreamed of a mountain god!" Jiang Xiaoye blurted out.

"The mountain god is just a legend, how could it be true!" The old village chief shook his head and said, "If there really is a mountain god, how can we watch our mountain people suffer and suffer."

Maybe the mountain god has really died, and Jiang Xiaoye also has guesses in his heart.

The old village chief was in a strange mood. Jiang Xiaoye didn't send him off when he left. Xiao Hei looked back several times, as if he was saying:

How about pickled pickles?

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