Chapter 72 Chapter 72 The little one shouted: "Uncle, I'll take the fish...
Dian Dian sat down, poured the bucket of water in his hand into the dried earth pit, and then mixed the mud, waiting to exchange names. Last time he said the name, but the person in the basin refused to say it, which didn't work.
The reflection in the basin thought of that long-lost name and said with a smile: "You can call me Ge Zizai."
The little kid had a good memory and could remember everything he had heard. He had heard this name before. He finally raised his head from the mud, and grabbed the edge of the basin again with his two muddy hands: "Why do you have the same name as an uncle I've heard of? Did you think his name was good and use it?"
Ge Zizai thought thoughtfully: "Maybe his parents thought my name was good and gave it to him."
Dian Dian looked at him again with curiosity: "What about your parents? Do you all look like this?"
Ge Zizai said: "I don't have any parents."
Diandian didn't believe it: "Gods also have parents, otherwise how did you come from? Were you made of mud by Goddess Nuwa?"
Ge Zizai smiled: "I don't know, but the Nuwa here has been dead for a long time. Everything is ruled by mortals in the name of God. Jiang Shiyi, can you help me find the Nuwa in your place? I can teach you to become a very powerful person."
The little guy had heard the Nuwa myth told by his mother, Uncle Zheng, and Aunt Shan. They all said almost the same thing and he also knew the myth, so it must be true. It must be amazing to be able to find it.
The little one nodded hurriedly: "Okay, then you teach me now."
Ge Zizai nodded, and in an instant, a golden light flashed in the basin, and a small red fish with a long beard, the size of a palm, swam around.
"When this fish grows to the size of a wooden basin, you eat it, and then you will be powerful enough to help me find Nuwa."
The little one clapped his hands happily, reached his two muddy hands into the basin, and pinched the fish's body tightly. The poor little red fish could only open and close its mouth.
Ge Zizai's expression cracked: "Do your parents know that you are so strong?"
The little one was struggling: "I know, things in the past didn't require so much strength. What kind of fish is this? It's different from the fish we eat at home."
This red fish is the juvenile form of the golden dragon. The adult form is very ferocious, and the juvenile form is not a good guy either. At the critical moment, it showed a ferocious look, broke free, jumped out of the basin, and was about to jump into the well.
The little one was so anxious that he used his hands and feet and opened his mouth to bite. The red fish did not dodge or evade, but actually jumped into the little one's mouth, slid into his throat, and entered his stomach.
It was so quiet for a moment.
The little one was frightened. He had eaten a raw fish. Is it okay? Should he ask Uncle Zheng to take him to the hospital? But now his stomach didn't hurt, and the fish didn't move around in his stomach, so he didn't dare to move around.
Ge Zizai waited for a while. The red fish had not swelled up enough to burst the child due to the sudden ingestion, so the child should be fine.
Then the only option is that the Golden Dragon and the Little One will grow together. The growth will be slower, but the effect will be better. It will just delay the time to go find Nuwa.
Ge Zizai said a few words to Xiaobudian, telling him not to be afraid. Even though he had eaten it by mistake, it was not a big deal, he would be just as powerful, just a little slower.
"You may feel uncomfortable, but be patient."
The little one crawled back to the basin, looked at the bottom of the basin which was shaking so much that one could not see clearly, and said, "See you next time."
This child is really different from ordinary people. He might be the most powerful descendant. He is really lucky. He sent more than a dozen of them over just to have their descendants.
The one who was sent to Kuang Gong not long ago was to let him protect the descendants of these people and guide future plans, but things did not go smoothly. Or maybe this kid is so powerful that he can establish communication with him. Even he can only rely on guessing. Maybe they have something in common to be able to do it?
Anyway, there is hope now. When he is older and able to go out alone, he can start his plan.
The little one waited for a while, but before the fairy in the basin could speak, he tilted his head to look, and the figure disappeared, so he left.
He touched his stomach and it didn't hurt. Maybe he had digested the fish?
The little one didn't wait to be called to eat, but continued to knead the mud. When it was just the right hardness, he started to pinch the talking gods in the basin so that his mother could see it when she came back. He kept pinching and pinching, but the more he looked, the less it looked like a god. Well, he tried his best, his mother should be able to understand, right?
Old Zheng in the kitchen has already finished cooking the fifth dish, but there is nothing he can do. The little guy outside has finished muttering something mysterious, but he doesn't say he is hungry and continues to play with mud.
He went out to take a look and barely recognized that this was the most ruthless demigod in the temple. He was able to drive three catalytic humanoid killing weapons by himself. It turned out to be Ge Zizai, who had a name in the past. Could it be that he had been playing a big game of chess in the past few decades?
At dinner, facing a table full of delicious dishes, the little one rubbed his stomach, unable to eat a single bite. He rubbed his stomach hard in anger and said, "Why aren't you hungry?"
Old Zheng could only eat more by himself, and couldn't help complaining: "Who told you to eat so much? Aren't you afraid of bursting your stomach?"
The little one was a good child. He ate something wrong. He couldn't say anything or lie, so he could only stammer, "I miss my mom. I want my mom to rub me."
Old Zheng really couldn't do anything with him, so he held him and rubbed his belly: "Go poop later, you'll be fine after you're done."
The little one thought that Uncle Zheng was a good person, and he was much softer on him than his father. He twisted his body like a dough twist and acted like a spoiled child: "Uncle, don't tell Mommy."
Fortunately, I just said not to tell Jiang Hongguo, but I still have to tell Gu Changzong.
After rubbing for a long time, the little one went to squat. He had his own little toilet. He stuck his knees out and tried hard for a long time, but the stench could not come out. He pounded his belly uncomfortably: "Stinky fish, come out quickly, you jumped into my mouth and I ate you, don't blame me."
After trying for a while, he finally pooped it out. This time the poop didn't smell bad at all, and it even had an indescribable fragrance. The little one jumped up quickly to look at his poop, and it turned out to be a fish bone. It was so scary.
The little one was so scared that he quickly shouted: "Uncle, I pulled the fish out."
Old Zheng walked in slowly and took a look. It turned out that demigods could also poop. He imagined that demigods would eat the golden dragon to help them evolve, and they would also poop out such a shape. He wanted to laugh. Aren't gods the same as humans? What's so mysterious about it? It's just a trick.
Lao Zheng burned the unusual poop that the little one pooped out.
The Golden Dragon combined with Little Bit and lost its physical form. From then on, it grew up with Little Bit in another form.
Old Zheng just didn't understand how Ge Zizai could send the Golden Dragon here? If he could send it here, why couldn't he send the things here?
Let Gu Changzong and Jiang Hongguo, who are so energetic, figure these things out. His task is to take good care of Diandian.
The little one pooped deliciously for the first time, but it was burned. He wanted to grab it back: "Don't burn it, I want to leave it for mommy to see."
Old Zheng added two more sticks of firewood, which made the fire burn more vigorously, and warned him: "What if you don't burn it? If someone finds out, they will arrest you and make you poop every day for research."
The little one was frightened and stuffed the firewood into the stove.
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Hongguo and Changzong delivered the goods to Yancheng. They handed over the goods first, then found a hotel to stay in. They planned to make phone calls one by one. The first call would of course be to home to ask about Diandian's situation and whether there was any abnormality in Diandian after they left.
Lao Zheng didn't tell Hong Guo: "I promised Diandian that I wouldn't tell you. Ask Gu Changzong to answer the phone."
Jiang Hongguo thought that Chang Zong knew it as well as she did. If he was playing tricks on children like this, she should go back and teach him some lessons to prevent him from being fooled. She gave the phone to Chang Zong.
On the phone, Lao Zheng told the other party that he did not disturb Little Bit's conversation, and that Little Bit accidentally swallowed the young body of the golden dragon. Lao Zheng said it was God's will, and that Little Bit could avoid disaster. If it was a bad thing, he would not even chat with the other party.
Gu Changzong said he understood and there was nothing else to say, so he hung up the phone.
Hongguo knew everything. Aunt Ge Zizai's child actually went there. She had to tell Director Wei about this. Hongguo was hesitant and didn't call him. Was she unsure whether to tell the little one about it?
"Chang Zong, can you tell me something about Diandian?"
"Do you want to say something?" Gu Changzong asked.
Hongguo didn't want to say it in her heart, and she didn't say anything about the fact that she could touch things. However, no matter how smart Diandian was, he was only a two-year-old child. She couldn't tell when he would be exposed. Besides, she still needed him, so she couldn't do anything to the child.
Hong Guo said, "I think I should be honest about Diandian's matter. Otherwise, if it is known in the future, there will be no basis for trust. Wouldn't that mean Diandian has no way out?"
Gu Changzong could say it or not, as he felt that either of the two paths was acceptable. Hongguo was more concerned about Diandian's future, so he agreed.
Hongguo called Director Wei and told him that she had arrived. She also talked about the outrageous things and swallowed a small red fish that Ge Zizai had sent her.
"Chang Zong said that it was the juvenile form of the Golden Dragon. I don't know Ge Zizai's purpose. Why don't you go find Xiaobudian, win his trust, and see how much he can say?"
Wei Liangzheng was already trembling. The more the situation became more intense, the more new discoveries Jiang Hongguo and Gu Changzong made. Fortunately, everyone was standing on one side.
Now the people over there can send living things over here, but they don't even understand the situation over there that can give birth to and transform living weapons. They don't know what the purpose of sending people and living things over here is?
Wei Liangzheng's scalp was tingling, and he was full of thoughts. He said, "First, you should sort out the matter in Yancheng and come back as soon as possible. Diandian is only two weeks old. He is so smart, just like a three or four-year-old child. Let him go to kindergarten in the second half of the year."
Jiang Hongguo didn't want to do it so early, so she didn't agree or refuse, but just said, "I'll ask Diandian when we get back. He's young, but we have to respect his opinion."
After hanging up the phone, Hongguo called Xiao Zheng, Lao Jiao and others, and then went to the address given by Director Wei with Changzong to check the situation first.
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