At night, the mountain of birds, the overwhelming birds, fluttering their wings, flew out of the mountains and forests.

They flew in droves to the sea beyond the mountains.

There are sea eagles, sea kites, seagulls.....

The white figure of the flowers, under the ink, only the black silhouette.

Dense, in groups, as if driven by some kind of motive, like a cloud of ink, flew to the surface of the sea.

They are on the surface of the sea, circling, diving, skimming the water.

In the night, it crosses an elegant and vigorous arc.

The sound of chirping, in the quiet sea, caused a commotion.

They came and went, but when they left the sea, there were more fish in their mouths and paws.

The black girl who swept and gathered flew to the east of Haiyue Island and came to a family.

High in the air, birds swooped down in an orderly manner, threw the fish in the yard, and then circled and left.

In this way, birds swooped and fish fell.

Thousands of birds, very moving.

Late at night, the lights of the people in the neighborhood are turned on, and they go out to see.

I saw the shocking scene.

Dense crowds of flying birds, hovering overhead, swooping, flying, throwing down fish one by one.

The mouths of those who watched were wide open, stunned, and there was a commotion.

And the family where the birds gathered was naturally alarmed.

The young Jin Sheng's family was woken up by the movement in the yard.

The fluttering of wings, the sound of things falling, densely packed.

Get up and go out and see.

The yard is full of white fish.

And when I looked up, countless birds circled.

The seabirds, throwing all the fish in their yards.

"Ah, what's this?"

The mother of the teenager Kim Sung, a Korean woman who is almost forty years old, saw all this, and her eyes were wide open, and she couldn't believe it.

"Kneel down, this must be a gift from Lord Poseidon. ”

Jin Sheng's grandmother trembled and prostrate herself, her head constantly knocking.

Jin Sheng's younger brother shouted excitedly.

Only the young Jin Sheng, staring at the birds in the sky with blank eyes, lost his mind.

Just now, he had a strange dream, in which he caught a lot of fish, and the white kite appeared, turned into a man, nodded and smiled, and disappeared as a white bird.

Coupled with the unheard and unseen scenes in front of him, the boy's mind was shocked like never before.

There was confusion and absurdity!

Everything in front of him, combined with his dreams, could not have been as simple as a coincidence.

He remembered everything in his dreams.

And the white sea kite, which he had seen with his own eyes.

Could it be that the white bird was transformed by the sea god and entered his ......

The more he thought about it, the more ridiculous he felt, and he felt that he was crazy, but what happened to him had a strange sense of reality that made his scalp tingle.

The young Jin Sheng suddenly thought of the strange dream he had after falling asleep when he went to Bird Mountain to pick wild vegetables before the moon.

He enters a strange world, and a man's voice says that he has woken him up.

Jin Sheng's brain was completely insufficient, and when a sense of disbelief and absurdity filled his mind, another thought was born that was not as simple as shock.

Could it be that there really are some legendary gods in the world?

..................

The next day, the fishing village was shaken.

The whole village went viral with the strange thing that happened to Jin Sheng's house last night.

Countless seabirds, catching fish.

The door of Jin Sheng's house, the courtyard, was crowded with people, talking about the hustle and bustle.

It is rumored in the village that it was Lord Poseidon who appeared and gave him a gift when he saw that the Jin family was missing a man from fishing.

The old people in the village all said that although the young people didn't believe or scoff at this kind of remarks, they didn't know what to say when they saw Jin Sheng's house and pushed out carts of fish.

This incident became a beautiful story with the protection of the gods in the mouths of the old people in the village, and a strange story that the young people could not understand.

But for the Jin Sheng family, the benefits are obvious.

More than a dozen tons of marine fish fall from the sky and sell them in the market for a lot of money. And in this world, men who don't have a backbone in the family are easy to be bullied and despised by others.

Since this happened, it was rumored that the Jin family was blessed by the gods, and the people in the village took a look at the Jin family, and they were subtly taken care of in all aspects.

This undoubtedly made the Jin family firmly "support" the so-called "Lord Poseidon" in their hearts.

After that, the grandmother of the Jin family went to the beach every day, sprinkled some fragrant rice and the like, and prayed some piously.

The young Jin Sheng, on the other hand, chose to remain silent when others asked about some related things.

He didn't tell anyone in his dreams, not even his family.

When he said that, others must have thought he was crazy.

He thinks the same way, and lately he has been distracted, always thinking about the man in his dreams, and some crazy thoughts always pop up in his head.

Who is he?

This question is very troublesome for teenagers!

And where he didn't know it, the years still flowed.

A soul that has not yet fully woken up has a trace of divine thought from a golden lotus, and begins to perceive from the spring water, like a newborn peeking into everything in the world.

This trace of his divine thought was very weak at first, and from time to time he would return to the golden lotus and fall into a deep sleep.

With the perception of the surrounding landscapes, bluestones, flowers, birds, insects and fish, it slowly grows.

At first, he could only conjure up dead things, but as time passed, gradually, he could conjure up living creatures such as flowers, birds, insects and fish, and the larger and more complex the living creatures, the more powerful the divine thoughts required.

With the growth of this divine thought, he conjured more things, and the distance he could leave the golden lotus was also farther, and the time he stayed was much longer.

He secretly felt who he was, where he had been, but he was like a fog and a veil, he couldn't see it really, and he couldn't remember it.

He turned into flowers, birds, insects and fish on the isolated island, paying attention to the people here, looking for the familiar feeling that emerged from the darkness.

Unfamiliar, still fresh.

This sea should be a distant place that he has not yet reached.

As for the boy.

It was the other party who woke him up, and he moved his thoughts to express a trace of gratitude.

The years flow quietly as the sun rises and sets on the distant sea.

It's just that the blue sea has not changed, and the sound of the waves is still the same.

This trace of divine thought, on this isolated island and barren mountain, is gradually growing day by day, understanding and familiarity.

The years have passed reassuringly, but there is some unsettling throbbing in the haze.

In this blue sky, under a blue.

There was a bird that had circled the island, facing the sea breeze and the distance.

There was a sea fish that once dived into the deep sea to swim, facing the waves and the turbulence.

It's just that in the end, you can't go farther

The golden lotus has not opened, and the soul has not awakened.

It takes time to wait slowly and get it back.

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