Three Kingdoms: How did a cube-like person like me become a god?

018 Hope Rekindled

In front of a low-rise building in Zhaojiazhuang

An old woman with gray hair sat at the door, mending the coarse linen clothes in her hands.

Opposite her is a young man

Handsome face, but empty eyes

The young man suddenly mustered up his courage and groped his way to the old woman:

“Mom, there’s a serious drought this year. I heard from everyone that the crops in our village are almost dying of drought?”

The old woman paused and said comfortingly:

“The drought this year is indeed severe, but don’t worry, our village is not short of water now, and we may even have a good harvest this year.”

“Water? Where does the water come from?”The boy asked curiously

The old woman showed some lightness on her face:

“This is all thanks to you, brother Zhao Yun, who invited the gods back to our Zhaojiazhuang.”

“The gods couldn’t bear to see our crops die from drought, so they used magic to bring us endless amounts of divine water.”

“The magic water your father brought back last night is what we used to cook the porridge today.”

The boy became more curious:

“Wow! Mom, are there really gods in this world?”

The old woman nodded solemnly:

“Of course, your mother saw a fairy with her own eyes yesterday.”

The young man nodded, with a look of yearning on his face, and stepped forward to continue asking:

“What does that god look like?”

The old woman recalled carefully

But she only saw it from a distance at the time, and couldn’t see it clearly, so she could only describe it according to her impression.

“The gods are so ethereal that they look nothing like ordinary people. They can call the wind and rain with just a wave of their hands.……”

Listening to the old woman’s description, the young man immediately imagined an old immortal with white hair and a youthful face.

“I really want to see a fairy with my own eyes.”The young man suddenly said with emotion

But when I think of my eyes

Another long sigh

He knows

This idea of ​​mine may never come true in this lifetime.

Because even if a god stood in front of me

He was born blind and couldn’t see anything.

Just then, a thin man staggered in:

“Sister-in-law, good news, very good news!”

The old woman looked at the man who broke in:

“What good thing?”

The thin man held onto the door frame, breathing heavily. He waited for a while, and when his breathing became more stable, he quickly said:

“The immortal said he would heal our illness. Sister-in-law, please take Xiao Tong over to try. We mortals cannot cure blindness, but the immortals can definitely help.”

The old woman’s eyes widened, and she stepped forward, tightly grasped the man’s shoulders and shook him:

“Are you telling the truth?”

The man nodded:

“Sister-in-law, how could I lie to you about this? It must be true!”

“I will go to the field to inform Brother Jiu later. You take Xiao Tong to the immortal first.”

“The immortal is now in Teacher Tong’s house”

After saying that, the man turned around and informed the next

Looking at the man’s back as he left, the old woman said to the young Zhao Tong with trembling hands:

“My son, you are finally saved. When your eyes are healed, we must find a way to repay the gods.”

Zhao Tong nodded heavily

Heart full of longing

Can my eyes really be cured by gods? immortal……

When my eyes recover, I must see what the gods look like!

………

Not unique

In front of another bungalow in Zhaojiazhuang

A middle-aged man with disabled legs is sitting at the door weaving straw sandals

His name is Zhao Chen

Seven years ago, he lost both legs while fighting against bandits who came down the mountain to plunder Zhaojiazhuang.

If most people lost their legs, they would have been depressed.

But he never lost his will

Instead, she lives a colorful life with a pair of skillful hand-woven straw sandals.

When people from all over the country heard his name, they all gave him a thumbs up. suddenly

There was a sound of hurried footsteps outside the door.

A tall, thin, middle-aged man ran up to him excitedly:

“Yuan Zhen, put down your broken straw sandals and follow me”

Yuanzhen is Zhao Chen’s name.

Hearing the man’s words, Zhao Chen put down his sandals without saying a word, grabbed the walking stick beside him, and rushed out:

“The bandits are attacking again? Quick, take me there!”

The middle-aged man who ran over was stunned, and immediately realized that Zhao Chen had misunderstood.

He quickly explained:

“Wrong, the bandits didn’t attack us. I heard that the gods were going to heal everyone, so I hurried over to inform you.”

“The gods heal us?” Zhao Chen asked in confusion

The middle-aged man nodded:

“Yes, the immortal has cured Master Tong, and said he would cure all of us in Zhaojiazhuang.”

Zhao Chen paused while crouching, then looked down at his empty lower body:

“Can gods cure my situation?”

The middle-aged man patted Zhao Chen on the shoulder:

“Of course! This is a real fairy who brought the magic water, not a fake fairy who pretended to be a god.”

“Besides, the immortal is now at Master Tong’s house, not far away.”

“No matter whether it can be cured or not, you should go and try it. What if the gods really cure it? I am still waiting to farm with you.”

“OK, I’ll go there now.”

Zhao Chen nodded, and under the guidance of the thin middle-aged man, he walked towards Teacher Tong’s house step by step with his crutches.

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