At the beginning of ancient Hongmeng, there was a creation goddess Nuwa Niangniang.

Because the water god Gonggong clan and the fire god Zhurong clan fought in Buzhou Mountain, the result was a big defeat of Gonggong, and he hit Buzhou Mountain angrily and knocked down Buzhou Mountain.

Nabu Zhou Mountain was a big pillar of Optimus, and after it was knocked down, the sky collapsed a big hole. The entrance of the cave instantly poured out endless turbid haze, fog, sand, stones, and light and fire, and the land began to flood, with raging fires everywhere, and all kinds of monsters and spirits frequently haunted, killing humans.

Nuwa Niangniang ran around, but she still couldn't stop this huge disaster. So she collected multicolored stones on the top of Kunlun Mountain and decided to refine them into stone slurry to make up for the collapsed area.

After collecting the multicolored stones, Nuwa set up a huge cauldron in Buzhou Mountain to refine the stone slurry day and night, and transported the stone slurry to the sky to fill the gradually growing crack. Just as the gap in the sky was gradually closing, there were not enough multicolored stones, and there were still many gaps in which green goose, chalk and the like continued to pour out, and these things scattered on the earth, turning the place where they fell into a scorched earth.

Seeing that the hole that had just been mended was gradually collapsing again, Nuwa Niangniang couldn't take care of it in a hurry, and she couldn't let all her efforts come to naught!

The green and chalk mud and sand in the crevices are all down...••••The more and more •••••• fall, the vast land is full of life and mourning.

Wa Shen no longer had any worries, and flew across the sky, turning his body into stone slurry to fill the cracks that had been cracked.

From then on, nothing fell from the heavens.

After the god Wa went, only the Qinghuo bird was left to sing sadly on the earth, day by day, endlessly.

On that day, Emperor Changhua, the eldest disciple of Fuli Yuan Shi Tianzun (Pangu clan), rushed here in a crane.

Qinghuo Shenjun's face was timid, and he couldn't stop crying.

Changhua said: "The mother has gone to the immortal, and the duties of the god have been fulfilled." Everything has a wonderful law, and it must have been expected by Wa Shen before his death. For the sake of the common people in the world, the well-being of Wa God will be passed on forever. ”

Qing Huo raised his head with difficulty, he was exhausted from the exhaustion of many days, and he almost fainted: "Emperor, as the protector of the Dharma, I failed to protect the Niangniang, it is a dereliction of duty, please ask the Emperor of Heaven to surrender."

Emperor Changhua said: "You have helped your mother to make up for the sky, and the Emperor of Heaven has given you the title of the god of abundant grains, and is in charge of the prosperity of the five grains in the world." Let's go to work. ”

After finishing speaking, I looked up at the sky, and my eyes were cracked for a long time.

Tears dripped down like balls, falling on the crystal white shirt, dotted red.

It's blood.

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Emperor Changhua returned to the sky from Buzhou Mountain, and entered the Lingxiao Treasure Palace, where he retold the matter of the Wa God mending the sky, and explained it to the Emperor of Heaven one by one.

Shencang nodded gloomily: "Since she died in the sky and turned her body into a part of the sky, then call the place where she mends the sky Wa Shentian, and the gods must take a detour when they pass by, and they can't trample on the soul of Niangniang." ”

When the decree was issued, all the gods and immortals were moved, and even set up incense cases in their own bedrooms, praying to the god Wa day and night, wishing her old man's soul to fall to the ground and rest in peace for eternity.

The goddess is a thousand years, and the gods shine on the earth forever.

Returning to his Hall of Eternal Life, Emperor Changhua took out a bronze mirror from his arms and slowly rubbed it.

This is the Rhombus Treasure Book. Qing Huo gave it to him before leaving, saying that it was Wa God's last words, and asked Changhua to hand it over to someone who was destined.

What is a destined person?

The emperor himself did not know.

This mirror is Niangniang's personal thing, she has been using it for more than tens of thousands of years, and Changhua saw it when she was young.

At that time, Niangniang was so young, and she didn't seem to have changed at all. I only like to comb my hair in the simplest bun, with long hair draped behind me like a waterfall, a white skirt and a belt loosely tied around my waist.

She doesn't like to wear jewelry, so she only hangs a small white jade earring on her earlobe, which is more delicate against her bright face.

At that time, Niangniang liked to joke with him: "Changhua, when you grow up, what kind of girl will you marry?" ”

Changhua said: "When I grow up, I want to marry my mother. ”

Wa Shen smiled, and she twisted his ears with her hand: "Niangniang is much older than you?" How can you be your wife? Nonsense! ”

Changhua was anxious: "I want my mother to be my wife, in this life and this life, this oath will not change!" ”

As soon as Wa Shen heard that he was serious, he said with a straight face: "If you have this heart again, I will send you back to your master, and I will not let you serve by my side." ”

"Don't... don't tell me to go! I don't want to leave you! Changhua's tears fell: "I won't mention this in the future, okay?" Mother, you told me to say it! ”

Wa Shen snorted and smiled. She took out an egg from her bosom, like a goose egg, the skin of which was blue, and she handed it to him: "This is a baby bird, it has not yet hatched, I heard that he is a beautiful canary." You say, shall we give him a name? ”

Changhua took it carefully and stroked the eggshell with his hand, his face still had tears on his face: "I want to call it sugar candy, because sugar is the best, and I like to eat sugar." ”

Nuwa smiled: "I also like to eat sugar, Changhua and I want to go together, I like honey, honey." I want to call it Mimi, it might be a woman. If you want a lot of honey, you can also call it a lot. ”

"It must be a very fragrant little baby, otherwise we would call it Xiangxiang! Mother, you say it sounds good, right? Changhua held the egg tightly to warm it up so that it could hatch quickly.

"Okay," Wa Shen's eyes were so kind and clear, she clapped her hands and smiled at Changhua, "Look, is this good?" If it's a baby boy, call him Sugar Candy and Duoduo; If it's a baby girl, call her honey, fragrant. Do you like it? ”

Changhua nodded vigorously.

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"I don't want to call sugar candy! What is it called! It's hard to hear! I'm a green bird! The unique Qinghuo bird in the Three Realms! Qing Huo kicked his legs when he was angry, and he stretched out his chubby little feet outside, deliberately trying to catch himself cold.

Wa Shen came over to fold the quilt for him and kissed his fat face: "Okay, if you don't call it, you won't call it, isn't that Changhua's nickname?" If you don't call Sugar Candy, he'll be angry! ”

"Chaos Old Ancestor said, I'm Qinghuo Bird! My name is Qinghuo! Now I'm 20,000 years old, and I'm an adult, and no one is allowed to call me by my nickname! Qing Huo pouted, pursed his meaty little mouth, and said domineeringly.

"Even if it's a mother, can't I call it?" Wa Shen looked at him pretending to be angry.

"Only •••••• Niangniang can!" Qing Huo carefully crawled over and hung the lotus root around her neck, "Niangniang, do you want to go to Buzhou Mountain tomorrow to be a clay figure?" What are so many clay figurines, some men and some women, for? Is it a toy made for Qinghuo? I don't want so many clay figurines, I want a big ——,," he said, making a huge ring with his little arm, "I want a big bubble dragon that will take me to the bottom of the sea to play with the old dragon king." ”

"Okay, let's ask the old dragon for one." Wa Shen patted his little ass and stuffed him into the bed. Qing Huo still looked at her with eyes like two black grapes.

"Sleep," Nuwa blew out the oil lamp on the table and went to bed herself.