Before leaving Nanhuang, Bai Yu helped Yunyao Ancient Village and its affiliated villages regulate rainwater and springs.
Drive away rain clouds in places with a lot of rain, adjust the mountains where the terraces are located to prevent heavy rain from damaging the terraces, guide the mountain water that may cause flash floods back to the river valleys, use your talents to benefit the mountain people who worship you, and protect the majestic beauty that countless Southern Barren mountain people rely on for their survival. Terraced fields nourish the seedlings to ensure a good harvest.
Magic does not necessarily have to be used to kill people and set fires. God has given you abilities, but it is too superficial to use them to compete for fame and wealth.
Regardless of the magic of metal, wood, water, fire, and earth, all can be used for good. They kill and plunder resources and intrigue, but no one has really become an immortal after all the calculations. After many years, they can't escape the destiny of a handful of loess, so why bother.
A certain snake has a very good attitude.
Snakes have a long life and cannot escape their fate of five hundred years. Since it is so easy, wouldn't it be better? If you encounter a strong enemy, you can dive into the underground river, or you can find a place to hide, wait for the strong enemy to retreat, and secretly destroy his feng shui. Ancestral graves, why bother fighting and killing people to be harmonious and civilized?
The land in Jiuli is not flat for three feet and the sky is sunny for three days, so plowing the fields is extremely important.
The busy mountain people in the terraced fields saw a giant snake that appeared in the rain and fog, and knew that the sacred beast of the ancient village was blessing them.
In order to express gratitude, a small village with a population of less than 300 killed pigs and sheep to set up altars for sacrifice.
The terrain in the southern wasteland is steep, and most of the village tribes are built on the hillsides.
In the early morning, before dawn, the roosters croaked, and the mountain people got up early and rushed to the terraces with their young and old carrying tributes. There was a flat boulder in the terraces. Yesterday, the young men in the village built an altar with stones and giant trees.
Chickens, ducks and fish are all available, rice wine is fragrant, and cooked pork and mutton are placed on the altar in green banana leaves. Regardless of age, villagers, old and young, gather in front of the altar and look at the mountains and deep valleys.
Men and women come together, and there is no such bad custom as in the Central Plains that women are not allowed to participate in big events.
The middle-aged elders of the village dressed in costumes presided over the ceremony.
"Festival!"
Immediately, a shirtless young man waved his drumstick and shook the drum vigorously.
The sky was gloomy and drizzle was falling. His bare shoulders, young and dark muscles were even more muscular in the rain. Every time the drumstick fell, the rain on the drum surface shook, and the sound of the drum was loud and powerful, reaching to the sky.
"Sacrificing the book brings divine grace!"
"Inherited by the grace of the holy beast, it drives the wind and rain, all kinds of flowers and plants, to caress the barren mountains and protect the fields!"
"I would like to choose this day as a day for hundreds of people in the village to offer sacrifices to the sacred beast, so that the weather will bring good weather and the grain will be abundant!"
"Respectfully!"
The villagers raised their horns filled with rice wine, shouted loudly, and then drank the rice wine.
They shouted again, and the long voice spread far away, hoping to tell the holy beasts their gratitude and worship.
The young women held hands and sang folk songs. The singing voice was sweet, and the new rain in the empty mountains did not have a special charm.
Finally, the call and song were answered.
"Roar!"
The roar was loud and soft, the wind and rain changed, and a huge white figure in the distance loomed in the rain and fog and flew to the altar. The mountain people cheered, the boys beat the drum harder, and the girls danced more happily.
Bai Yu was regulating the water veins of the stream, and suddenly felt something in his heart. He felt the sincerity of the small village, so he twisted his body and came to see it.
They are just too small.
The thirty-meter-long ferocious body slowly circled in the thick fog of the valley, and was very satisfied with the singing and dancing of the mountain people.
The huge body passed over the heads of the mountain people again and again. The scales of the snake were crystal white, the bone spurs were ferocious, and the sound of breathing was terrifying. From a distance, a strange giant snake could be seen writhing on the hillside.
Finally, after seeing everyone clearly with his short-sighted eyes, he slowly floated outside the hillside, raised the snake's head, opened his mouth and sucked the rice wine and a little meat into his belly. This was just a small village, and food was not easy to obtain, so Bai Yu took a few bites at will.
Suddenly, a pregnant woman with a bulging belly caught Bai Yu's attention.
Bai Yu was good at reading Qi, and saw that the pregnant woman's face was slightly pale, and the fetus in her belly was not alive enough. If this continued for a few days, the fetus might not be safe or even threaten the woman's life. Maybe she was suffering from illness or overwork during pregnancy, which was not appropriate.
The reason why she pays attention to her is because she is the most pious. It may be that her maternal nature makes her beg the holy beast to protect her child with the most sincere heart. Bai Yu is not a good snake, but the other party is so pious that he cannot be disappointed.
The pregnant woman in the crowd found the holy beast staring at her, and was both frightened and excited.
Soon, other people who noticed the situation dispersed to both sides, leaving a passage, revealing the pregnant woman in the crowd. The man of the pregnant woman's family looked at the holy beast and then at the old man. He was very scared.
It was said that many tribal villages used boys and girls as offerings to sacred beasts, or pregnant women's fetuses. He was afraid and sweating profusely, fearing that the sacred beast would eat people and eat his own women and unborn children.
The elder wanted to speak but did not dare to anger the holy beast. He was frightened and inexplicable, fearing that the whole village would bear the wrath of the holy beast.
Bai Yu did not look at anyone else, but slowly swam forward while hanging in the air. A huge snake head appeared in front of the pregnant woman and stared at her.
The pregnant woman dared not move. She could feel the air coming from the nostrils of the holy beast, but she was not afraid. She felt that the holy beast had no ill intentions towards her.
It’s hard to imagine how it feels to have a huge snake head less than two feet in front of you.
The giant snake lowered its head and gently touched the bulging belly of the pregnant woman. The movement was gentle and gentle. The pregnant woman felt warm and comfortable all over her body. She gained strength and even her dazed mind became much clearer.
Then she saw the holy beast and smiled.
Although Snake Face did not make any obvious movements, she clearly knew that the holy beast was smiling.
The smile was gentle, without any malice. It was a blessing smile, wishing her and the child safety.
He silently replenished the pious woman's vitality, glanced at the mountain people again, nodded the snake's head, turned around, and flew away into the rain and fog.
There is still a lot of work to be done, and we should try to renovate the small village to which Yunyao Ancient Village belongs before leaving the Southern Wilderness.
On the terraced hillside, the villagers were stunned for a moment and then burst into cheers. Their joy was beyond words. The pregnant woman even cried with joy. She had a feeling that she and her child were safe.
"Thanks to the Holy Beast"
The hillside altar danced joyfully again, and men and women danced in the drizzle to express their inner joy.
White Snake did not eat all the sacrifices, and there was still a lot of meat left. The mountain people simply drank and shared the food on the spot. The pregnant woman got a lot of meat, and now she is more pious.
After adjusting the terraces belonging to Yunyao Ancient Village, Bai Yu disappeared into the rain and fog and left Nanhuang.
With the help of rain and mist, you don't have to work hard to control the sword, you can save spiritual energy, and you can hide your body from being discovered. In short, it is a lot of fun. The only drawback is that occasionally the rain stops and the mist clears, and you have to wait for the wind and rain to come.
When walking in the rain and fog, Bai Yu likes to put his legs back on the snake's tail. Swinging the snake's tail is fast and saves effort. It is almost a conditioned reflex to move the snake's tail.
He took advantage of the rain to escape and flew over mountains and rivers. When the rain stopped, he got into the river and continued to sneak eastward.
When it rains, it jumps out of the water and flies into the sky.
Working day and night, I have to continue to work as a guardian spirit beast. I don’t know how many more years of work I have to do. I hope I don’t have to wait until Zhang Qi dies of old age.
The rain clouds passed by and went away in a mighty way. I want to talk about "The New White Snake Asks the Immortal" with more like-minded people," and talk about favorite books with more book friends
