"After the flood, there was another locust plague, and then there was a great famine. Hey, our Qingshan County is located in a long and beautiful place with beautiful mountains and clear waters. Even if there is no food left in the ground, you can still get some from the water.
The fish won’t be so hungry that they eat tree bark. I heard that people in farther places even eat dirt, and many people bloat to death!”
The old fisherman calmly told the children on the shore about the catastrophe he had experienced in his youth.
As Feng Bingwen listened to all this, his mood was ups and downs, and he could not rest at peace. Without personal experience, it was difficult for him to understand the fragility and powerlessness of an ordinary mortal in that era when facing those natural disasters.
At this time, he was just listening to what the old man in front of him said, and he was just a little amazed in his heart. Without personally experiencing the sufferings in the world, it would be impossible to empathize. People are not connected to each other.
"By the way, doesn't the book say there are gods? Didn't gods come down to earth to save people at that time?"
This question seemed to make Feng Bingwen very childlike, with a childishness that was inconsistent with reality.
"Gods? Do you know how big the disaster was at that time? Even if gods came down, they would still be in trouble. How to save them?"
Hearing this childish question, the old fisherman couldn't help laughing.
"Aren't there any gods?"
Feng Bingwen was a little disappointed for some reason,
"What about the City God? I heard many people say that the City God in our county is also very effective!"
"No matter how effective it is, our City God's body is also made of clay!"
The old fisherman laughed and said, seemingly without any awe.
"..."
Feng Bingwen was speechless at this time. Thinking about it, if the flood that the old fisherman experienced was really so terrible? What could a county god do? He might not even be able to protect himself.
"Okay, little baby, the old man's fishing net has been sorted out. The sun is going to set. Go home quickly. Don't let the adults in your family worry!"
At this time, the old fisherman who was chatting with Feng Bingwen and sorting out his fishing nets urged.
"Okay, I'm going home first!"
Seeing this, Feng Bingwen waved his hand, turned around and prepared to go back to the village. Sooner or later, he would have to go into the water and clean up the unclean things in the water, but not now, he was a landlubber who couldn't even swim.
"If the little kid wants to play, look for another place. If nothing happens, don't come here by the water."
Seeing that Feng Bingwen did not act like a child with him, but went home obediently, the old fisherman was still worried and stood up and shouted at his back.
"knew!"
Feng Bingwen turned around and responded, then trotted towards Fengjiacun.
However, he still spent a lot of time by the waterside. Even though he was jogging all the way home, the sun had almost set on the way home. Only the afterglow of sunset shone in the western sky, but even so, he was unable to compete.
Night falls and with it comes darkness.
"Tsk, it seems a little different!"
I jogged all the way without blushing, and the breathless wind blew against the vegetation on both sides of the road. At the end of the dusk when the moon and stars had not yet fully appeared, the visibility of the human eye had been reduced to the minimum, and the vegetation beside the trees was only
Large shadows are imprinted on people's eyes, swaying in the wind, and rustling, looking extremely terrifying.
"interesting!"
Feng Bingwen simply stopped running and walked leisurely along the path.
After being kidnapped once, he became much more courageous than before. Not only did he obtain the Dragon Ball, but more importantly, his horizons broadened a lot, he saw a lot, and learned some things that ordinary people didn't understand.
He had seen a lot of evil ghosts, and he once led a group of scum who cut down an entire village.
Although the group of evil ghosts look miserable and have to rely on the hands of living people to successfully revenge, in fact, among the group of ghosts, they are already considered elite individuals. Normally, when little ghosts encounter them, they will only be crushed.
share.
"There shouldn't be anything that doesn't open your eyes!"
Feng Bingwen looked at both sides of the road.
After seeing with his own eyes during the day the two suspected ghosts manifested themselves in the blue sky and daylight, he didn't think there could be any big ghosts around Qingshan County. Well, the underwater ones didn't count, that was beyond their control.
terms of reference.
But on this land, within the jurisdiction of Qingshan County, there should be no established ghosts. This thing is probably quite conspicuous and cannot escape the insidious arrests.
On the contrary, some insignificant and lonely ghosts, because they are too weak, can easily hide in the wilderness and escape the patrols of ghost agents.
But this kind of low-grade stuff, even if it is intentional, can't make much noise. At most, some delicate and frail children will be frightened and sick for a day or two, and just burn some paper money.
"really!"
Along the way, Feng Bingwen traveled unimpeded. Although he noticed that something seemed to be emerging in the deep woods after nightfall, no one without a good eye dared to stand in front of him. On the contrary, he noticed him
After the presence of, stay away.
"Wen'er, why did you come back so late? What have you been doing?"
As soon as he returned home, Feng Bingwen, who had just been so nervous on the road at night, lowered his head and allowed the two old men with worried faces and stern voices to scold him.
"After school, I couldn't help myself and walked around the market a little more."
Feng Bingwen almost didn't hesitate and made up a lie. If he told them that he ran to the waterside and squatted by the water for more than an hour after school, the two old people didn't know how worried they would be.
"You kid, you are so playful. From now on, go home on time after class, come back early, and don't walk at night!"
"knew."
Feng Bingwen behaved quite well.
"By the way, Grandpa, is there anyone in our village who knows how to use water?"
"how?"
The old man, who was lying on the bed recovering from his injuries, couldn't help but frown again.
"I want to learn to swim!"
Feng Bingwen expressed his thoughts. He is indeed quite familiar with water now, but he can't swim.
"What's there to learn from this?"
The old man almost had the word "opposition" written on his face.
"Our house is only a hundred feet away from the water. If I can't even paddle in the water, it would be a bit embarrassing to tell me."
Feng Bingwen quickly found a reason for cutting off his feet.
"What's there to be ashamed of? Just study with peace of mind. When the time comes, if you take the exam, won't it be a million times better than paddling?"
Feng Lingjun scolded with a frown.
"But if there is a flood, what should I do?"
The children whispered, and the two old men fell silent. After looking at each other, the old man lying on the bed chose to compromise.
"After my leg injury recovers, I will take you to swim in the village's pond!"