One day when Hua Ling was fetching water from the well in the garden, she suddenly discovered that what was reflected in the well was not her own image, but somewhere in the mortal world.
In order to test Hua Ling's idea, he lifted the wooden bucket filled with water and jumped into the well.
For a moment, Hua Ling did feel that he had sunk into the water, but soon he felt that he was exposed to the air again. However, he did not feel that he was being pushed up by the buoyancy, but for a moment, the eyes and ears were no longer there.
The sound of water is the sound of moving air and wind.
"Are you okay? Come out quickly! Sister, there is someone in the water!"
Hua Ling heard the voice of a little boy. The boy seemed to be squatting down and pulling Hua Ling's arm. When he couldn't pull it anymore, he went to find someone else.
Hua Ling shook her hair and looked around with slightly squinted eyes. She saw that this was a cave with a cold underground river beneath her.
Hua Ling tried to get up from the river, but slipped and fell into the river again. During this period, Hua Ling found that her body had transformed into a woman again.
"The other end of the well is the mortal world..." Hua Ling thought in confusion.
After finally crawling out of the river, Hua Ling heard the sound of two people running towards her while lying on the ground.
"Sister! It's her!"
"Sister...sister? Don't lie down like this, you'll get sick."
After hearing the sound, Hua Ling stood up and looked at the visitors: one was a little boy in his early ten years, and the other was a girl about the same age as the boy.
The boy wiped Hua Ling's face and hair with a dry cloth. The girl helped Hua Ling stand up and said, "Go outside and bask in the sun. It should dry faster."
The moment he walked out of the cave, Hua Ling's eyes were stung by the sun, and the moisture on his clothes instantly drained away. Then the two children pulled Hua Ling back to the cave with lightning speed.
In just a moment, Hua Ling saw the sun in the sky, which seemed to be no less than four.
Hua Ling shook her clothes, blocked the sun and looked at the sky outside the cave, asking: "The sky... why is it like this?"
The girl helped Hua Ling tie up her long hair: "You must have stayed in the cave for a long time. This sky became like this when I was young, I don't know what day it was. The sun seemed to be punishing us.
Burning us..."
Hua Ling looked at the sun in the sky puzzledly, counting one by one: one, two, three, four, five, six... ten.
Now it will be true that Yi shot nine days.
The girl pulled Hua Ling's sleeve: "Sister, how long have you lived in this cave?"
Hua Ling shook her head: "I don't remember."
It seems that the top priority is to solve the problem of the ten suns in the sky. Hou Yi... Hou Yi should still be in the heaven at this time.
The mortal world a few years ago.
The unique three-legged Golden Crow in the world found his own ladder to heaven. He didn't know that flying while walking on the ladder was illegal, so he always planned to fly to the heaven.
During the first foul, a gust of wind blew up from the ladder, and the Golden Crow was blown hard onto the steps of the ladder.
During the second foul, a burst of rain fell on the ladder, soaking all the feathers of Jinwu, making it impossible for him to open his wings and fly.
But Jinwu was not convinced and wanted to challenge the ladder. He dried his feathers with his own temperature and flew again.
After the third foul, three thunderbolts were struck on the ladder, knocking Jinwu unconscious on the steps. However, it failed. Seeing that Jinwu would not change his stubborn temper, the ladder disappeared, requiring Jinwu to find him again.
After Jin Wu was knocked unconscious, he lay on the ground. When he was unconscious, he dreamed of someone.
Is that a woman? Or a man? The outline looks like a man, but the conversation also feels like a woman.
He saw that he often rested on the man's shoulders. The man would not be repelled by his actions. He seemed to like himself very much.
"Lu Ya."
That's what the other party called him. He didn't have a name in Jinwu's memory, but the name "Lu Ya" was very familiar to Jinwu, and so was the person who called him, but he couldn't remember who it was.
The only thing that is certain is that Jinwu needs him.
After waking up, Jinwu looked around for someone who looked like the person in the dream, but found nothing.
One day, Lu Ya passed by the eaves of a house and overheard the conversation inside the house.
"Mom and Dad, if I disappear, will you come find me?"
"Mom and dad will look for my daughter everywhere, and she will also leave clues that we can find."
…
After hearing the content of the conversation, Jin Wu suddenly realized that as long as he left clues for the person in the dream to see, he wouldn't have to run around looking for him.
Then the Golden Crow flew up into the sky and divided into nine clones in the sky to shine on the earth. With such a big fanfare, that person would definitely be able to find the Golden Crow.
But after five or six years, no one came to call out that name. Jinwu didn't think what he did was wrong. Since he felt that the person was important in his heart, the other person must know that he was the sun.
There are so many suns suddenly. Can't the other party see that they need him?
…
When Hua Ling returned to heaven, she happened to see a man descending to earth carrying a basket of arrows. Without even thinking about it, that man must be Hou Yi.
But just when Hua Ling thought everything would be resolved naturally, Hua Ling was pulled by Nuwa's sleeve.
Nuwa took Hua Ling aside and said: "Jinwu remembered the moments when he was with you, so he transformed into nine other selves in a big way. He wanted to attract your attention."
Hua Ling heard some of the meaning of Nuwa's words, but asked again: "Can't the memory be erased again?"
"If you take the risk that the memory will be restored and erase the memory again, it may cause the other party to riot." Nuwa nodded her chin and sighed, "Yi should have gone to solve the problem. After the Golden Crow is shot down, Ling'er, you and me
Let's go down there and persuade the Golden Crow to go to heaven."
"Okay, I'll listen to you." Hua Ling nodded and agreed, then went to her residence to pick up the things and go down to earth with Nuwa.
On the way, Hua Ling heard Nuwa talk about the causes and consequences of the Golden Crow recall episode. Hua Ling sighed: "This guy is so stubborn. He will fly even if he is not allowed to fly."
"That is to say, it's not like Ling'er, who just walked up here and didn't do anything bad." Nuwa patted Hua Ling's head.
"actually……"
Hua Ling recalled the state of living with Lu Ya, and said with a wry smile: "Although I know that the fire element's temperament is not much better, Lu Ya was a bit too well-behaved when he was around me."
"So you subconsciously forgot that he is a fire element?"
"Um."
Nuwa rubbed Hua Ling's head and comforted her with a smile: "It's okay, everyone will behave differently when facing different people. Jinwu treats you as a family member, so you won't have a bad temper. Isn't this good?"
"Maybe."
…
There were ten arrows in total. After Hou Yi shot the last arrow, he shot down the real Golden Crow. At this time, Hua Ling saw the scene of the Golden Crow being pierced by an arrow and falling from high altitude, and rushed over to catch the falling Golden Crow.
After Hua Ling pulled out the arrow, the arrow turned into specks of light and dissipated in Hua Ling's hand. The Golden Crow burned, and after burning, it struggled vigorously in Hua Ling's hand.
"Let me go!" Jinwu roared.
"Your actions have caused panic in the world, so we can't just let you go." Hua Ling's tone was cold.
Jinwu struggled for a while and then lost: "I just want that person to find me..."
"But how do you make sure it's the person who finds you?" Hua Ling tied Jin Wu's feet to prevent him from escaping, and then placed them on the ground.
"I don't know. I can't see his face clearly, and I can't even remember his name." Jin Wu lowered his head and sobbed, then suddenly looked up at Hua Ling, "But I'm sure he won't be one of your gods."