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"She was gone, swept away by the flood" Tears of grief rolled down the face of the young man, "At that time, there was only one big log, which couldn't support three people Mother quietly let go. I saw my mother with my own eyes She was swept away and swallowed by the beast-like flood, and heard the last words she shouted with all her strength: Xi'er, take good care of your sister"
"Si'er, is she dead?" the conscious body Lan Feiyang asked in shock.
The young man nodded with a sob: "You, why didn't you come two days earlier? At least, my mother can see you for the last time."
"I'm sorry." The conscious body Lan Feiyang looked sad. If there were any tears, they would have already fallen from the corners of his closed eyes. But the conscious body has no tears! "I'm really sorry. I was also trapped at the time, and I just got out yesterday."
is not that right? He just woke up from the coma for many days yesterday, and what followed was the sadness and despair of losing his body.
Hearing his pathetic and hoarse words, the young man Xi'er couldn't help being stunned: Then we can't blame him, can we? Immediately, he turned around to face the culprit outside the cave¡ªthe violent storm, and waved his fists in grief and roared: "God, why do you keep pouring down rain?!"
"You, you are Xi'er, Si'er's son?" He stepped forward two steps side by side with Xi'er, his conscious body Lan Feiyang was thinking about the already dark rainy mountains and forests, and only asked when Xi'er calmed down a little.
"Yes." Xi'er nodded.
"How old are you this year?"
"twenty four."
"Oh?" Lan Feiyang, the conscious body, was a little surprised, "Shouldn't you be twenty-three? I basically killed the eagles, and when you wanted to leave, you were just over nine months old."
"No." Xi'er shook her head, "My mother later told me that it was my grandmother who lied to you because she was afraid that you would take me away. In fact, I am the son God bestowed on you and your mother."
An astonishing thunderstorm struck the entrance of the cave, and Lan Feiyang, the conscious body, was almost deaf: "What?"
Xi'er didn't answer him, and continued: "The child my mother brought back from Huangchi, for some reason, has been conceived in her belly for twelve years. Hey, it's my sister." Xi'er pointed at the girl who was still unconscious on the ground.
"What? So long?" Looking back at the girl who was about twelve or thirteen years old, Lan Feiyang, the conscious body, was shocked again. It seems that he underestimated Si'er's infatuation with him, and also misunderstood her
"Yes, it's been that long!" Xi'er nodded resolutely, "So it's true that mother has been waiting for you to come back again. After returning from Huangchi, mother has been alone, and she has spent all her thoughts on Educate me and my sister."
"Wait" Huaxu's family, Huangchi, Fuxi, the continuous heavy rain, the rare flood that submerged the entire landthese quickly swirled in my mind, "What's your sister's name?"
"Ah?" Hearing this sentence out of the blue, Xi'er didn't understand what it meant, and subconsciously replied, "My sister's name is Nuwa."
"Nuwa?" Even though he had a premonition, Lan Feiyang, the conscious body, was still stunned when Xi'er said it clearly. It seems that whether it is history repeating itself or the spatial projection left by ancient times, the world is still rolling forward according to the trajectory of tens of thousands of years ago.
"Then, how many days has it been raining?" Lan Feiyang, the conscious body, couldn't help asking again.
"It's been a long time. Why are you asking this?" Xi'er was puzzled.
"It will rain for about seventy-nine days, I want to know how long it will be." The conscious body Lan Feiyang explained.
"What?" Xi'er widened her eyes in surprise, "It will take so long? Can you really predict it?"
"It's not that I can predict it, this is an ancient legend." The conscious body Lan Feiyang shook his head, "Do you know how many days the thunderstorm has been raining?"
"It seems to be less than a month." Xi'er frowned and thought, "Yes, it rained heavily for 20 days first, and then the lowlands were flooded. The old tribal leader¡ªmy grandmother told all the people to go to the top of the mountain. Move up. But in just five days, the top of the low mountain is about to disappear, and the people of the tribe all kneel down and beg the sky not to go down again.'
"At this moment, the rolling Yellow River water began to flow back from the edge of the sky. Seeing that the small hill was about to be lost, I hurriedly led someone to cut down a few towering trees, tied them together with vines, and invited my elderly grandmother and mother to go up. I hoped to come to this mountain to take refuge. However, the three uncles, two aunts and their children were all trying to squeeze up Seeing that the simple wooden boat was about to be crushed, the mother pulled the younger sister down."
"I wanted to make a wooden boat again, but I was in a hurry. Stone knives, stone axes and other logging tools were all broken. I tried my best to use the broken ax to cut down a big tree, but I still haven't come yet.?The branches were cleared away, and a tall flood wave hit in the storm. I only had time to yell, and my sister and mother, who were eager to help me clean up the branches, hugged the big tree trunk, and they were swept down the mountain together by the flood That was the twenty-sixth day, and today should be the twenty-eighth God. "
"The twenty-eighth day" After listening to Xi'er's heavy details, Lan Feiyang, the conscious body, gasped, "The flood is already this big, and it will take another 21 days?"
"Twenty-one more days?" Xi'er opened his mouth so wide that he could stuff a duck's egg, "Will this mountain be submerged as well?"
"Probably not?" Lan Feiyang, the conscious body, was also not sure, "Why don't I take you and my sister to the highest peak when the rain stops tomorrow?" But there is snow all year round, it is very cold, and food is hard to find . Lan Feiyang, the conscious body, felt that it would be better not to go if it was not necessary.
"That's not in a hurry." Xi'er shook her head, and then her eyes were full of expectation, "However, I hope you can stay with us until the flood recedes."
"" Lan Feiyang, the conscious body, knew that he had better not stay here anymore, but how could he refuse the request of his son who was as tall as himself? The son was lost and found again, so it was time for him to fulfill his father's duty.
However, it is impossible to take him out of the dry ring space now. Not only because he is a conscious body and cannot be taken out at all, but also because he has a mission to stay here by mistake.
Besides, he has a tail, even if he asks his senior brother to take him out, he will still be the object of people pointing and pointing, and he will definitely feel very painful. Why not just stay here and create his own brilliance!
Moreover, my son's body must have a high degree of fit with my own. During the time I stay here, I can rest in his body when I rest, so the danger will be relatively reduced.
Thinking about it, Lan Feiyang, the conscious body, nodded: "Okay. But, as long as you know, don't tell my sister. I won't be with you all the time because I'm afraid of consuming too much energy, let alone I have to practice. But I will always protect you, after all, there are many ferocious beasts and poisonous insects and snakes in this mountain." (Remember the website URL: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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