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

When the sun was setting and He Qinglan cleared out a clean riverside the size of a football field, Shui Wuyuan, the male god who has been followed by the majority of netizens, just stood around He Qinglan and watched him pick it up. hours of garbage.

Halfway through, He Qinglan turned to stare at him, and he would take two steps back in a nonchalant manner.

But after a while, he silently walked up to Xian Nan again, watching him classify different garbage and occasionally wash the too dirty garbage with a small stream of water.

At this time, the Lord Rain God, who has enough spiritual power and even has no place to vent, will move his fingers proudly, and then the thicker water will wash away the dirty garbage, and the garbage will be washed away in a short time .

He Qinglan: "..."

"Aren't you the richest man?"

Hearing this, Shui Wuyuan straightened his back and shrank his chin: "That's right."

"Then why don't you go to work, aren't you afraid that the richest man will overtake you by accident?"

Of course, Shui Wuyuan could hear the dislike in the words of the God of the River and the meaning of driving him away, but he didn't leave, he just liked to see how aggrieved this person couldn't beat him and still couldn't handle him.

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"Ha! That guy Song Qian is just a little tainted with the God of Wealth's luck. Even if he sits on a rocket and works overtime, he can't catch up with me! I just lie here and do nothing, and the daily income can pile up into mountains. "

He Qinglan twitched the corners of his mouth.

Ordinary people's money is worth showing off so proudly.

Make another note for him.

He Qinglan turned around and ignored this naive, ostentatious, villainous guy.But Shui Wuyuan seemed to be inspired by the conversation just now, after thinking about it, he took out his mobile phone and started calling.

At this moment, in front of the gate of Bicheng Academy of Art, there were terrified screams and anxious reminders.

"God—"

"Get out of the way!!!"

"Be careful!!"

Following the disorderly screams and roars, an electric car with a sudden flat tire drew irregular tracks on the ground, and finally crashed into a pancake stand on the side of the road without warning!

There was a dull and sharp sound of metal impact, but it was not over. The electric car didn't know whether the brakes had failed or the driver was too flustered. After the front of the car hit the pancake stand, it didn't stop. It was accelerating, pushing the pancake trolley straight into a big tree on the side of the road, and finally stopped barely.

The sound of the leaves vibrating and metal twisting silenced the surroundings for a moment, and then the students and passers-by who reacted rushed towards the pancake stand squeezed among the big trees and cars one by one.

When the car accident happened, Qi Xiaoyuan was still making pancakes!He didn't have time to escape, he was stuck in the pancake stand!

Everyone was full of anxiety and worry, and worked together to push away the car whose front had been hit and deformed at the fastest speed, and shook hands to pull the pancake trolley that was even more deformed.

At this time, Qi Xiaoyuan was caught between the small cart and the tree with a pale face, his face was completely expressionless, as if he had been frightened out of his soul by the severe pain and terror.

Everyone was prepared to see the horrible scene of Qi Xiaoyuan's waist being torn, bleeding, and even his internal organs injured, but when everyone worked together to pull away the deformed and twisted trolley, they were pleasantly surprised and even unbelievable Surprisingly, Qi Xiaoyuan, who was stuck between the deformed trolley and the tree trunk, was not seriously injured! !

There were still some terrible red marks on his waist and abdomen, but compared to the broken waist that everyone thought, it was hardly an injury.

There was a big bump on the back of his head and a red spot on his back, which was caused by his being knocked against a tree trunk, but this was only a normal bump, and he didn't even need to see a doctor.

So after Qi Xiaoyuan's friends checked him all over, the eyes of friends and passers-by when they looked at Qi Xiaoyuan changed.

"Da Qi! You are so lucky!! Such a terrible car accident is nothing serious to you?!"

"That's right, the driver's forehead was bleeding, and his foot was broken! That kid drove the car secretly without passing the driver's license test. His foot was stuck on the accelerator when he was pulling him. Damn it. Hit the gas pedal like a brake."

"Sure enough, luck is overwhelming! Brother, you can go buy a lottery ticket, and you will definitely win the big prize!"

"Yes, yes, if you survive a catastrophe, you will have future blessings, brother, you will have great future blessings!"

Several friends surrounded Qi Xiaoyuan and patted his shoulders and back to comfort his brother.

But only Qi Xiaoyuan knew that he was not lucky, he... was just "blessed".

When the electric car rushed towards him irregularly, he was hit backwards and took several steps back. When he backed up, his feet slipped and he would fall backwards. If he really fell If you don't, you will probably be completely unrecognizable by that low-riding car and your own pancake cart.

But at that time, he felt that there was something cold and soft behind him holding him back, making him straighten up without falling down.

But at that time, his hot pancake plate showed signs of flying up to his face and head, and the gas tank attached to it was not stable.

However, soon, he saw that the pancake plate became quiet, and the small gas tank, which might explode due to the impact, was inexplicably squeezed out when the dining car was squeezed and deformed, and rolled twice outside Just stopped.

In the end, it was when his whole body hit the big tree.

Normally, his waist would have been severely crushed and torn by the pancake stand, and his back and the back of his head would have been cracked by the huge impact.

But none of these terrible things happened. When his mind was blank and he felt that he was bound to die, this time, the cool thing wrapped his whole body, helping him offset most of the impact damage.

When Qi Xiaoyuan was wrapped, he subconsciously stretched out his hand and pushed it out. Then, what kind of feeling did that feel?

It is still cool and soft, with a somewhat stagnant and flowing touch, not like cotton is not a living thing, just like... water.

Yes, it is water.

It's like when I was naughty and suffocated and sank quietly underwater, surrounded by water.

Only softer, with a delightful calm—

"The river god will bless you."

Qi Xiaoyuan inexplicably remembered this sentence, and thought of the young man with a black carp, a handsome appearance and an outstanding temperament.There is also a pair of quiet eyes that seem to have a blue streamer after looking at them for a long time.

"... Qinglan River God...?"

"Huh? Daqi, what are you talking about? The police and ambulance are here. Let the doctor lady see if you're okay? Maybe you have to go to the police station to make a record."

"Hey, the policeman is already watching the scene, Da Qi, you are really lucky! The policeman said that luckily the gas tank was squeezed out, otherwise you would all be blown up right now!"

Qi Xiaoyuan regained consciousness under the reminder of his friend, and forced a smile: "I'm fine."

He looked up to be examined by the doctor. After being repeatedly checked and questioned by the doctor, he did not go to the hospital with the ambulance in the end.

And because the perpetrator had already gone to the hospital, and there was enough surveillance around the Art Academy to restore what happened, after Qi Xiaoyuan simply answered a few questions from the traffic police, he was fine.

As for the compensation issue, I probably need to go to the police station again tomorrow.But now, Qi Xiaoyuan thought, he had more important things to do.

After all the people around him had disappeared, Qi Xiaoyuan refused the consolation of his friends to eat together, expressing that he wanted to be quiet by himself.

At this time, most people didn't associate Qi Xiaoyuan's "luck" with the fairy man who came here with the black carp in the morning, but there was one person who had a meaningful look on his face.

Qi Xiaoyuan suddenly had a bag of steamed buns in his hand, he suddenly looked up and saw Mr. Song who was smiling gently and comfortingly.

The old man didn't leave because today's broker battle revealed his true identity, he was still the ordinary bun man who set up a stall in front of the university.

Perhaps it was because his aura was too strong and he didn't care about it. Although the students were curious because they knew his true identity, they didn't bother him.

It's just that the old man's business has improved a lot today, and he called someone to deliver the goods several times on the way.

"Eat a small steamed bun to calm the shock, and hot milk, and drink to soothe the nerves."

Qi Xiaoyuan looked at Mr. Song's smile and his nose was slightly sour. He thought of his grandfather who had been unconscious for three months, so he took the steamed stuffed bun and milk with some sobs, "Thank you."

Mr. Song chuckled: "Thank you, you should. You are still a little baby."

"However, this time you really hit the jackpot... It's like fighting for your life with the king of Hades. Although it's a bit superstitious, it's more at ease to pay your respects, isn't it?"

As the old man said, he pointed to the river in front of the college: "Why don't you go for a walk by the river and help the river god master pick up the rubbish?"

Qi Xiaoyuan's eyes widened. He wanted to see something in Mr. Song's eyes, but Mr. Song just smiled normally.

But Qi Xiaoyuan knew that the old man must have thought of the young man named "He Qinglan" as he did, and the promise he made to be blessed by the God of the River.

After a while, Qi Xiaoyuan nodded: "Well, protecting the environment is everyone's responsibility."

"I'm going to pick up some trash and calm down."

By the way, let's go and see if the person who said he was going to pick up trash is still there... Picking up trash.

At the moment Qi Xiaoyuan got into a car accident, He Qinglan, who was picking up trash, suddenly stopped for a moment.

At this moment, the small flowing Qinglan River churns out small waves, and the black carp trying to spit at the water passively in the glass jar flicks its tail.

After a while, the black carp seemed to be very happy and circled twice in the glass jar.

But Shui Wuyuan raised his eyebrows after finishing the phone call.

It was a rather thin but pure strand of power of faith.

Turning his head, Big Brother Shui saw the tall young man wearing gloves and clips, and then watched him walk over without saying a word, walked to He Qinglan's side without saying a word, and helped the river god pick up trash without saying a word.

Shui Wuyuan narrowed his eyes.

A cloud of dark clouds quietly gathered on Qi Xiaoyuan's head, and then, the entire riverside, it rained on Qi Xiaoyuan's head.

Thinking about life Qi Xiaoyuan: "???"

He Qinglan: "..."

The author has something to say:

Qi Xiaoyuan: ...Is this also the blessing of the river god?

Water without source: No, this is the rain god's curse.

He Qinglan: Young, immature, arrived, home!