"What?!" The old village chief was so shocked that he couldn't breathe, and he fell forward with a sharp pain in his chest.
Hua Ling quickly stood up and supported the old village chief, placing her palms on his chest: "Take a deep breath, take a deep breath..."
Originally, the old village chief was weak, so he almost died due to such a shock, but after being supported by Hua Ling, his chest seemed to be less uncomfortable.
Li Fangcai was so frightened that he was at a loss. His outstretched hand was hanging in the air. When he saw Hua Ling's hand attached to the old village chief's chest, he seemed to realize something.
After the old village chief sat on the chair again, Li Fangcai asked: "Dad, do you feel okay?"
The old village chief touched his chest in confusion and said happily: "Okay! The benefactor is really a god, great, great." The old village chief took Hua Ling's hand and thanked her.
Li Fangcai felt at ease now. It seemed that Hua Ling still had the ability to cure diseases and save people. He was really a god descending from heaven.
Li Fangcai thought for a moment and asked puzzledly: "Why did your benefactor tell our family your identity?"
Hua Ling took her hand out of the old village chief's hand, put it on her knees and shrugged: "I will find an opportunity to tell the villagers my identity. You are not the only one. I tell you first just because one of you is the village chief.
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"Then... Benefactor, why are you telling us?" The old village chief listened to Hua Ling's words attentively, for fear of missing a word.
"Of course it's because I want to settle here. I have to find a suitable person who knows my identity and helps me keep it secret."
"But……"
"I can see part of the future. I want to build this place into a place where everyone can live and play in the future, but I don't want to say it clearly." Hua Ling held her chin and thought for a moment, "Actually, I want to build something similar to an inn.
place [hotel, big hotel], and then turn the village into a place that attracts people like a market..."
Hua Ling talked about a lot of plans for the future of the village, and the old village chief, Li Fangcai and even Lu Ya on his shoulders were confused.
Hua Ling's simple description is: a manor with mountains and water, food, drink, entertainment and accommodation for travelers.
The old village chief and Li Fangcai looked at each other and said in surprise: "No, you are worthy of being a god. What an amazing idea!"
"Don't worry about money and infrastructure. I can provide them unlimitedly, but the human resources for construction..." Hua Ling frowned and sighed as he recalled the strong man who had no strength to cultivate the land because he had not exercised for a long time.
"It hasn't been long since everyone has had enough to eat and drink. You will always feel uncomfortable working suddenly at the beginning, but you will be fine soon. Isn't it only half a month?" Li Fangcai patted his chest confidently, reassuring Hua Ling that he was sure
no problem.
The old village chief thought about Hua Ling's idea, patted the back of Hua Ling's hand and asked: "The renovation of the village houses..."
Hua Ling thought for a while and said, "Let's repair and strengthen the original house first, step by step. If we rebuild it directly, it will be bad if many people complain."
Later, Hua Ling also recruited villagers from neighboring villages to build Hua Ling's manor. The starving and freezing people had nothing to pursue but a good meal, which was the easiest human resource to obtain.
After many years, both villages have been renovated, the mountains have been developed like tourist attractions, and the mountain roads have been repaired.
The old village elder could no longer walk and was lying on the bed eating liquid food. The village elder from the neighboring village was about fifty years old, but he was still strong and able to walk quickly, but he had no children.
The head of the neighboring village is named Wang Mo. He was a bandit in his early years, but later abandoned the dark side and turned to the bright side. He led his brothers down the mountain but encountered natural and man-made disasters until he met Hua Ling and was rescued.
Hua Ling gave them plenty to eat, and they worked for Hua Ling.
On this day, Hua Ling sat by the old village chief's bed and took his pulse. Li Fangcai and Wang Mo stood beside him.
After taking the pulse, he took his hand back and said, "Time is running out, let's prepare for the funeral."
Li Fangcai grabbed Hua Ling who stood up and was about to leave: "But you -" Because of Wang Mo's presence, Li Fangcai couldn't say anything at all.
Wang Mo looked at the two people in a stalemate with confusion. He had questions, but he couldn't ask them.
"Wang Mo."
"I am here, my benefactor." The original bandit leader is now like Hua Ling's little follower.
"Try not to be surprised by the conversation between me and Li Fangcai."
"Okay...Okay." Wang Mo stepped aside silently.
"Li Fangcai, do you think all gods can bring people back to life?" Hua Ling shook Li Fangcai's hand away.
Li Fangcai nodded desperately: "What else?"
Hua Ling's eyes were silent: "I once watched my father die in front of me. If I really had this ability, I wouldn't be here."
Li Fangcai was stunned, lowered his head and said nothing.
Hua Ling continued: "The old gentleman has lived a long time. It's not easy for him to survive until now. Let's prepare for the funeral."
Hua Ling passed by Wang Mo and waved to Wang Mo to leave with her, leaving Li Fangcai to stay alone with the old village chief.
After seeing Hua Ling leave, Li Fangcai cried and lay beside the old village chief's bed: "Dad, the child is unfilial..."
The old village chief opened his eyes and reached out with difficulty to touch Li Fangcai's cheek. Li Fangcai wiped away his tears and held the old village chief's hand. He saw the old village chief opened his mouth as if he wanted to say something: "Dad, just say it."
, I will listen to it.”
"The benefactor has...helped us as much as possible. We...can't...blame him casually. He has gone through too much..." The old village chief could hear the difficulty when he spoke. Every time he said a sentence, that
The words were like carving on Li Fangcai's heart.
Li Fangcai swallowed even more: "But..."
"My benefactor once told me... Before he became a god, he was a prince. He had seen the wind, flowers, snow, moon, and the desolation of the world... What can you blame him for? Didn't he just say... His father died in his
In front of us, most of the emperors who died in that era were killed by others. Think about it...cough, cough!"
The old village chief's sudden cough made Li Fangcai at a loss. He hurriedly held a water glass for the old village chief to drink.
"I know, I know..." Li Fangcai's tone was filled with tears.
Wang Mo followed Hua Ling all the way to the crop field. At this moment, the crops had grown as high as Hua Ling's waist.
Hua Ling looked back at Wang Mo: "If you don't go back to the village, why are you following me here? You are not my follower."
Wang Mo scratched his cheek in embarrassment and said: "I want to know... about my benefactor, so I hope my benefactor will tell me personally."
"That's it..."
Hua Ling raised her hand to catch the flying Lu Ya, touched Lu Ya's beak, raised her eyes and said to Wang Mo: "I am a god, the kind that has lived for thousands of years."
Wang Mo was just stunned for a moment: "How could it be possible? The benefactor may just be more knowledgeable. He often appears and disappears, and he even plays well with a crow. God...is completely unlike him, isn't he?"
Hua Ling picked up a seed from the ground, held it gently in her hand and showed it to Wang Mo: "If you want, you can say that I am - a person with unnatural abilities."
The seeds in Hua Ling's hand sprouted instantly. After releasing his grip, Wang Mo saw the sprouted seeds hanging in the air without falling. He reached out to touch them and dodged.