The students of Baishu School had enough of playing in the experience area, so they asked to see the shouting spring and lotus pond that Zhou Mo said in the penguin group.

Zhou Mo took them there.

They first came to the Shouting Spring.

Zhou Mo began to tell the story.

"We have a legend here, according to legend, a long, long time ago, there lived a kind dragon girl in the big reservoir in the back mountain, who was responsible for spreading clouds and rain, managing the waters of this hundred miles and blessing the people here with good weather and good weather.

Once, she received an order from the Heavenly Court that she would not have to give this heaven and earth another drop of rain for three years.

The dragon girl received the order, but she felt strange in her heart.

After some investigation, it turned out that the largest local landlord was disrespectful to the Emperor when he worshipped the Emperor.

He was just perfunctory, and what was even more excessive was that before the offering table was removed, he took the offerings away and brought them to his dog.

The dragon girl felt that the landlord was indeed guilty of disrespect, but the local people were too innocent.

If it doesn't rain for several months, the crops in the fields will die of drought and the people will have no harvest. When the time comes, you will definitely starve to death.

The dragon girl couldn't bear it, so she secretly spread the rain from the heavenly court.

But where can Heavenly Court be easily concealed.

It didn't take long for the dragon girl to be punished by thunder for not obeying the orders of the heavenly court.

After a full ninety-nine eighty-one heavenly thunders, the dragon girl was chopped to death.

The people who rushed to hear the news brought all kinds of elixirs, but none of them could save the dragon girl's life.

The dragon girl died, turning into a small pale cyan dragon ball, which gradually rose from the ground into the air, and then disappeared into a stone wall with a "boom".

The next moment, people noticed a trickle of water coming out of the stone wall......

Without the blessing of the dragon girl, the three-year drought should have come or come. The fields cracked, the rivers cut off, and even the large reservoir on the back hill dried up.

Only at this stone wall is there still a steady stream of spring water flowing out.

Moreover, as soon as people shout at the stone wall, 'Die of thirst, spring water will come out soon,' the spring will grow in size......"

When Zhou Mo was telling the story, the village party secretary who was touring around to inspect the opening of the farmhouse was also listening.

When Zhou Mo finished speaking, a few villagers who watched the excitement wondered.

They asked the village party secretary: "When did this mountain spring in front of Uncle Jiu's house have such a legend?" What Dragon Girl Dragon Ball's, why haven't we heard of it? ”

Zhou Mo glanced at them, she hadn't heard of it, it was made up by her mixed with the stories she had heard in her previous life, just to add a touch of mystery to the shouting spring.

In the last life, the aunt who sold pancakes on the side of the vegetable market knew that she had to print a story about the cake on the packaging bag to add some added value to the cake.

Zhou Mo reworked again, she wanted to run a farmhouse, and she happened to run into such a natural shouting spring in front of her grandfather's door, if she didn't pack it and push it out dryly, then she would be a big fool.

The village party secretary is a person who understands, and after a little thought, he knows Zhou Mo's intention to tell this story, he naturally will not dismantle Zhou Mo's platform, saying that he has never heard of this legend.

He put his hand behind his back and said, "When I was a child, my grandfather used to tell me stories, and my grandfather also told this story. ”

One of the villagers retorted: "No way, we grew up together, I was almost present when you wore open crotch pants and listened to your grandfather's story, if your grandfather had told this story, I would have been impressed." ”

The village party secretary silently ignored the words "open crotch pants", and then explained: "You are not impressed, it is because you have a bad memory." ”

The villager retorted: "Nonsense, who dares to say that I have a bad memory? I have a good memory! "It doesn't matter if you've heard the story or not, but when you're suspected of having a bad memory, you always feel insulted, you have to talk about it, you have to make it clear!

The village party secretary rolled his eyes and said, "Then let me ask you, in the story of the long-haired female ghost told by my grandfather, how long is the long hair of the female ghost?" ”

The villager who was asked was a little dazed for a moment, "Huh? How long has it been? ”

While the villagers were asked, the village party secretary snorted and said, "You also said that you don't have a bad memory." ”

The village party secretary left, and he took a little bit of his friend's pride.

When his grandfather told that story, he didn't specifically talk about the length of the female ghost's hair.

Although the village party secretary heard this story from Zhou Mo's mouth, he didn't think that Zhou Mo, a little child, could make up such a story.

He felt that this story must have been made up by Yang Xiaoman, and Zhou Mo just memorized the story and told it to the guests.

It wasn't until two years later, with the popularity of Yangjiawan Farmhouse, that this story was compiled into the county chronicle along with the shouting spring in front of Yang Laojiu's door, and he heard Yang Laojiu praise Zhou Mo -

"What does our Xiaomo really do, and the stories made up casually can be entered into the county chronicles!"

Village Party Secretary: ......

At a young age, you can really make it up!

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The students of Baishu School were too enthusiastic, and kept shouting, "I'm dying of thirst, the spring water is coming out", shouting that if there were really gods in the spring, they would definitely be shouted to the point of exhaustion.

Zhou Mo saw that it was almost over, so he led them to the lotus pond.

The one-acre pond, except for a zigzag waterway reserved for boats, the rest of the water surface is occupied by lotus leaves and lotus flowers.

Someone asked, "Is this the boat you were talking about as a surprise in the penguin colony?" Taking a boat ride on the lake in the hot summer, with lotus appreciation, is indeed quite meaningful. ”

But if this is Zhou Mozhi's surprise, then this surprise value is lower than the expectation in their hearts.

Zhou Mo walked to the shore with bluestones, pointed to the small wooden boat docked on the side and smiled, and said, "Get on the boat first, the surprise is not on the shore." ”

When everyone heard Zhou Mo say this, they saw that there was only one small boat on the shore, and the boat was so small that it could only accommodate four or five people, so they immediately rushed to be the first.

Zhou Mo called He Shan, who had the best rowing skills, and said to the five people on the boat: "Whoever you want, come down first and wait for the next round." ”

None of the five people on the boat wanted to go down, and one innocently said, "We can row by ourselves, just row along this waterway that doesn't have lotus flowers, right?" We should be able to do it. ”

Zhou Mo shook his head and said, "My uncle has a rule that no one is allowed to go to the lotus pond to play without our own staff rowing." ”

Li Wei, who was the first to jump on the boat, saw that the other four were all girls, so he had to play a gentlemanly demeanor and step off the boat in two steps.

"I'll wait for the next wave, make a statement first, shut up when you come back from watching 'Surprise', don't give me spoilers!"

The four girls nodded desperately, indicating that there would be no spoilers.

After He Shan jumped on the boat, he untied the rope of the boat, propped up the penny, and pressed a little the bluestone on the shore, and the boat waved through layers of ripples and headed towards the depths of the lotus pond.