Don't throw rubbish into the river of the river god!

In July, even the starless and cloudy night is not a bit cool.

The hoarse chirping of the summer cicadas filled the eardrums, and the sweltering wind brought dust across the cracked soil and the riverbed occupied by all kinds of garbage.

In this piece of dryness and rubbish, a finger-wide, not clear water flowed slowly. It seemed to want to flow further away, but the thin water flow was quickly absorbed by the dry river bed, and finally It sank into the ground and became a puddle of mud.

In the very center of the mud, a black ugly fish with mottled scales and only a slight trembling of its caudal fin is standing there. Its dull fish eyes reveal strong self-blame and pain, staring straight at it. Look at the blue bead obliquely in front of it.

At the moment when the last water flow completely submerged into the ground and no longer provided the source for the river, the black ugly fish saw a spider web-like crack burst out of the blue bead.

The crack seemed to be directly on the heart of the black ugly fish, so that the black ugly fish let out a strange, hoarse cry from its mouth, and then it jumped up like a carp, trying its best to get out of it. A little drop of water condensed on the black forehead, trying to re-moisturize the fragile and beautiful blue bead.

However, it has too little water.

Even the surface of the beads cannot be wetted.

It's also dying.

There is simply no more power to restore that gem.

There were bursts of thunder, and the hot wind that rolled up dust and garbage suddenly became violent.

It seemed like a downpour was about to fall from the sky in the next second.

The black ugly fish with all its strength fell into the dirty mud, one side of the eye stared at the sky, looking forward to the rain, so that it could finally save this dying river and let the blue gem Don't have to shatter.

However, the rain did not fall.

The scales of the black ugly fish fell off several more in the strong wind, and it looked more like a smelly and rotten dead fish.

Its fish eyes also went from eager anticipation to the extinguishment of the spark, and finally even began to cry.

But it can't even shed any tears when it cries.

Then, an earth-shattering thunder resounded through the earth.

The blue bead covered with spider veins also exploded at this moment!

Amidst the mournful and extremely weak whine of the black ugly fish, heavy rain poured down.

Bean-sized raindrops soaked the dry river bed and poured on the black ugly fish.

However, the black ugly fish just stared blankly at the residue of the shattered blue beads, whining.

"Hey—"

"Bee--!"

The mournful cry was so small that it couldn't even pass through the storm.

However, the god in the rain curtain heard it. He looked down at the black ugly fish and gave it a cold look without mercy.

When he lowered his eyes, on the top of the faraway mountains, in the deep lake at the beginning of the water, another sleeping god suddenly... opened his eyes at the bottom of the icy blue lake.

Those were a pair of blue, jewel-like pupils, as if shimmering with stars.

Then, huge waves rose up, and boundless rain and snow fell.

Amidst the huge waves, rain and snow, a light blue figure soared into the sky, walked on the waves, and came towards the east along the winding river.

Wherever He passed, the water vapor was abundant, the river was rushing, the vegetation on the banks of the river swayed and celebrated, and the creatures in the river wandered and jumped happily, as if ushering in the grandest celebration.

In the midst of the huge waves and heavy rain, the two gods in the air "saw" each other.

The azure blue and light gray pupils collide, the former is cold and indifferent, while the latter is cold and evil.

One touch and part.

In the heavy rain, the god in the air looked down at the black, dying ugly fish again, his light gray pupils looked far away along the dry river bed.

Finally, he seemed to recognize something and remembered something, and a strange look flashed in his eyes. After a moment of silence, a low, sneering voice sounded.

"...the blue waves are shimmering, the wind is clear and the billows are rising... fluttering like clouds flowing in the nine heavens, and lingering like jade beads falling on a plate..."

"The Qinglan of the river... has fallen to this point."

He walked down step by step in this sound, and when his feet landed, he became him.

It's just that the violent storm still couldn't fall on him, the sky was groggy, but the man seemed to be the master of the rain, unaffected by the slightest waves.

Then he took out a new mobile phone from his overly expensive black suit, pressed the screen with some schadenfreude with his slender fingers, and issued a late-night scarf.

Shui Wuyuan V: [Passing by the Qinglan River late at night, I have fallen to this point, tsk tsk. #河板garbagephoto# #沟流Photo# #一个Black Dead Fisheye FishPhoto#. 】

As soon as this late-night scarf was released, it immediately attracted countless netizens who eat melons late at night, and within a moment, hundreds of comments broke out under the scarf of Shui Wuyuan.

【First! ! 】

【First! !Daddy Shenhao, look at me!Ask for a seafood spree red envelope! 】

[Tsk, one step slower.The king of mouth guns posted a blog again, let me see who is being bullied this time?What is a river? 】

[Upstairs, pay attention to what the talkative king is, that is my husband, the god of rain!Sure enough, today is also where it rains wherever you go!So, husband of the Rain God, are you not used to seeing the river stop flowing, so you went to Bicheng to make it rain? 】

[Water boss Yushen's personality is not broken + [-], the king of talking guns + [-], and the husband is snatched by crazy men and women + [-] every day.Worship the water boss three times a day √. 】

[The locals in Bicheng said that the rain was bigger than in the photo, as if the sky had leaked, but speaking of the Qinglan River, did the river really stop flowing?Although... I heard from my grandma that when she was a child, the Qinglan River was very beautiful, and she could row a boat on it. 】

[Time is a shut-off knife!Thousands of years ago, the Qinglan River was the birthplace of the Qingliu culture of "the surging river and the Zebei Quartet".

Our professor said that the Qinglan River at that time was almost less than our current mother river. Many ancient poems have written about Qinglan River, praising Qinglan River as the most beautiful river in Huazhou.Now there is another piece of "Qinglan Water God Fu" in the high school elective text, the words are super beautiful. 】

["Qinglan Water God Fu"!Fuck I just recited it before, and the water god in it was described as like a fairy!So the beautiful river of beauty is the river in the photo? !I'm cracked. 】

[Splitting +100, I saw the photo of Qinglan River taken by Grandpa Zeng [-] years ago, it is super beautiful!It is simply unimaginable that it has become like this. 】

[In the end, Qinglan River has nothing to do with time to become what it is now. Isn't the biggest problem human beings themselves?As far as I know, beside the Qinglan River, there are three factories that discharge sewage, and four garbage collection points that inexplicably become garbage dumps.It is said that there are still people by the river digging river channels to divert water without permission, and in the early days there were crazy digging of river mud to destroy the ecological balance...]

[Tsk, so this time the rain god is talking about all human beings who pollute the environment?Does he have no worries about taunting now? 】

[Joke, when did you have any concerns when you met Yushen's mouth?Remember that hit-and-run who was directly scolded by Rain God by his collar as a fool?A heavy rain made him fall directly into the sewer, and he couldn't escape.Laugh and cry. jpg. 】

[However, the Rain God's ridicule is nothing to say this time. It is really heartbreaking that the Qinglan River has fallen to this point. 】

【Protecting the environment starts with me!Tomorrow I will go to Qinglan River to pick up trash!Is there anyone? 】

[Let’s go upstairs and save yourself, you have a fart for picking up trash by yourself, or @Bicheng Government@Bicheng Environmental Protection Bureau, let’s see what they are doing! 】

……

Because of a statement made by the seafood tycoon Shui Wuyuan on the bib, a wave of "late night environmental protection" discussions arose. The discussions ranged from the Qinglan River cut-off to global desertification, global warming, iceberg melting and other environmental issues. A few hours of hot search top ten.

It can be seen that the popularity and appeal of "Shui Wuyuan" on the information platform is indeed well-deserved "No.1 outside the circle".

And, even at twelve o'clock in the middle of the night, there are still countless idle people staying up late.

However, compared to the lively discussion on the Internet, the Qinglan River, which has stopped flowing at this time, is extremely quiet.

It was obviously raining heavily in Bicheng, and the sound of wind, rain and thunder was deafening, but in the area of ​​Qinglan River flowing through Bicheng, the violent storm restrained its strength as if it was afraid of something, and did not hit the ground hard or The strong wind was raging, but it just obediently sank into the soil and flowed into the river.

The drizzle and the breeze carefully bypassed the gods who came riding the waves, lest they get involved in the slightest.

The Qinglan River, which had been cut off, started to flow again with the arrival of this god, but it was only dried up for a long time, and the water flow was small and gurgling, and it would not stop.

Perhaps it was the source of water that brought life to it. After the black ugly fish, which had been motionless just now, was washed by the water, its snow-white belly rose and fell again.

Then, in the rainy sky, the black ugly fish's fish eyes saw the gods like stars and moons in the night.

its gods!

"Hey!"

"Bee—!!"

It admires, yearns for, the god of the river!

The god was above the river, looking at the only remaining river-born spirit, sighed, and slowly descended.

When He landed in this ugly and dry area, the god's cassock dissipated, the long ice-blue hair was shortened and covered with black, and even the pair of azure blue pupils quietly deepened, covering the breathtaking beauty.

finally--

The gods wake up and fall into the mortal world.

Then, the young man in black cloth bent down and picked up the black ugly fish that was jumping around excitedly.

"...It has fallen to this point."

Gee.

The author has something to say:

Shui Wuyuan: Do you think I am mocking all human beings?No, I'm mocking a certain river god.

He Qinglan: Heh!

later.

Shui Wuyuan: My wife is the most beautiful!There are hundreds of people in the river, but I am the ugliest! ! !