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Chapter eight hundred and sixty third

'Tick tock.'

'Tick tock.'

The verdant green leaves sparkled in the sunshine after the rain, and clear and cool water droplets fell on his head.

'The rain has stopped, croak.'

Pushing aside the lotus leaves above his head, a human-shaped frog jumped happily. He was born in this mountain, and it was the mountain that raised him, so he must protect this mountain, just like he protected himself.

'Hey, go take a look over there.'

'Is it here? No, go and look for it over there.'

'good.'

'Hey! Hey!!'

'I found it, haha, I found it, come on, come and see.'

This is a group of herb collectors who went to the mountains to collect herbs. They found very old and precious herbs here, and then left happily.

The frog looked at them silently, with a calm smile on his face. Suddenly, the frog saw the silver light emitting on the ground, which was a sickle.

It turned out that these herb collectors were so happy that they forgot all the tools for digging.

They are children of the mountains, and the mountains have raised them, just like themselves. The frog thought, this is great. When they become rich, they will definitely protect the mountains like themselves.

The frog picked up the sickle and jumped happily in the mountain stream...

‘Chirp!’

An arrow hit a wild boar.

'I've got it! I've got it!'

'Quick, hurry over and lead it to the trap.'

'If it falls in, where is the stone? Hit it to death, hit it on the head!'

Hunters also went into the mountains. They hunted the wild beasts in the mountains, ate the meat and peeled off the skins. The furs could be sold for money, and the meat and offal could supplement nutrition.

They are also children in the mountains. The frogs look at them and don't think there is anything wrong with it. Just like elk eating grass and tigers and wolves eating elk, people also kill their prey with their own strength.

But the frog thought, this is good. They can eat meat and become stronger and stronger. Wearing animal skins can keep them warm, so it will be easier to survive the winter.

Then, like themselves, they will silently guard the mountain and return the nurturing grace to her.

'It's so cold.'

'Hey, why are you here to cut firewood again? There isn't enough firewood?'

'In the middle of winter, when the fields can't be planted, we go up to the mountains to cut some firewood and sell it in the market.'

'Can't you buy it for a lot of money?'

'Save up some money and buy some candies for your mother-in-law and children during the Chinese New Year.'

The frog still looked at it with that gentle smile. You said that in winter, frogs have to hibernate. Haha, he is not an ordinary frog. He is a fairy and the patron saint of this mountain.

What is hibernation?

Guagua, awesome!

Later, more and more people entered the mountain, but the mountain was very powerful. She could raise many people, many, many people, and she was not afraid of any number of people.

'Boom.'

Then......

Who are you?

Why are you cutting down trees?

Why do you cut down so many trees?

'Cut down that forest too. There won't be enough wood to build siege engines.'

'There is also a shortage of firewood for forging weapons.'

‘After cutting down this hilltop, let’s cut down the one over there too.’

Why?

Trees are very important to the mountains, why do they have to cut down so many?

The mountain lost a lot of trees and gradually became weak.

More and more fallen leaves are falling and rotting on the ground, but there are fewer and fewer new saplings.

'Why do you want to destroy the forest? Why do you want to hurt her?'

'She has raised many people, many, many people,' the frog asked again and again, calling again and again: 'Shouldn't we protect her, shouldn't we report to her?'

However, no one listened to him. Everyone still went their own way, still plundering and destroying without hesitation, leaving only scars on the ground, but they left with a smile without realizing it.

Look, there are mountains over there, let’s go over there.

There are still mountains on the other side of the mountain, and there are so many mountains.

Gradually, the animals disappeared and the good herbs disappeared.

Withered branches and leaves, lifeless.

The greenness that once existed, the leaves that glowed after the rain, disappeared.

'Shan, are you sick?'

'Shan, are you sick?'

That day, he carried the wooden box on his back, and then held the sickle in his hand. He said goodbye to the increasingly sleepy mountain: 'I'm leaving, but don't be afraid, I will be back. I just went out to find someone who can heal me.

Your method, don't worry, I will come back, I will definitely come back.'

He left, he was going to find a way to heal the mountain, just like the mountain protected him when he was weak, he also wanted to protect her.

Then, he walked through farmland, across rivers, across mountains that were even more towering than mountains, across endless plains, and saw the boundless blue sea.

He is getting stronger and more knowledgeable.

'That's it, I can heal the mountain. I want to go back. It's time to go home.'

So, he cherished the dream he had when he set out, wanting to see that big mountain again, that leaf shining in the sunshine after the rain, and then happily walked back towards home, like a man missing his mother.

The wanderer is anxious and looking forward to it.

But where is this?

Standing on the desolate land, in the wind and sand, he followed the traces left behind and came back.

But what about the mountains? Where have they gone?

'Shan, where have you been? Why are you missing?'

"Beings who never know how to be grateful and only know how to take, but never know how to give!"

A ferocious beast pounced on the gray-haired young man wearing a Taoist robe, but what he received was a devastating blow from the young man: "What's wrong with this world? What's wrong with it? My mother, do you dislike us?"

?”

Why are there wars and why can't we live peacefully on the same land?

If it were just for demand, the mountain would be so big and endless.

[A thousand-year sigh? The backer eats the mountain!]

But why, why waste it?

Are war weapons that important?

Are you so happy to move forward crazily and close everyone except yourself to a desperate situation?

You eat her food and use her food, but do you know that the mountain can also be angry?

Sooner or later, you who push others into desperation will also push yourself into desperation!

"Pfft~~~"

Blood gushed out from King Fu Zhuo's body. During the battle, the ferocious beast bit off his right arm and threw the silver sickle away.

"Do you dislike us?!"

King Fu Zhuo roared and raised his left hand, and then slapped it on the head of the huge worm. Suddenly, the world collapsed: "Man is destroying, and the world is persecuting. Who has programmed all this? The ultimate Queen Mother, you stand supreme."

On the top of Jade Xu, have you ever thought about the suffering of these vicissitudes of life!"

"Boom!"

King Fu Zhuo's body fell, but before he fell, a young man wearing cassock supported him.

"Old friend, don't walk so fast."

Putting his hand on his shoulder, King Wunuma was already in tears, but he still dragged his old friend's lifeless body and waved the fishing rod in his hand to repel waves of vicious beasts.

: "You rely on the mountains to eat the mountains, and you rely on the water to eat the water, but all sentient beings have wasted the mountains and polluted the water!"

The once clean home was eroded by loess, and the mighty river became turbid.

"What is the end of civilization?"

In a pool of blood, King Wunuma used a fishing rod to support his shaky body, and then used himself to support his old friend, not wanting his body to be swallowed by the monster.

"call."

Suddenly, King Wunuma abandoned his fishing rod. He looked around at the ferocious beasts and roared: "Come on, eat me!"

After eating up all the mountains and running out of water, what next?

Who else do you want to eat?

Eat ‘people’?!

"Have a good journey along the way."

Jibei Mang watched the two frog immortals being completely swallowed up by the ferocious beast craze. There was neither sadness nor joy on his face: "Old friends!!!"


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