I am the Dragon King of the Well

Chapter 106 Little Loach, Why Are You Sad?
"Is this play good?"

Just when Qiu Ping and the shrew were watching seriously, a somewhat familiar voice sounded behind them.

The little shrew was startled and jumped forward to run away, but was caught by Qiu Ping stretching out his fins and hugging him in his arms.

"Lord Chenghuang!"

Qiu Ping looked at the person, and a sweet smile appeared on Xiao Hei's face.

It's just that he looked at Chenghuang with calm eyes, how permeable it was.

"It turned out to be Lord Chenghuang. I thought the monk was coming to beat us up." Only then did the shrew see clearly the identity of the person who came, and his heart was relieved immediately.

It turned out to be one of our own, so it's okay.

"Little mouse, you go back first." Chenghuang glanced at the shrew and said softly.

"Master Chenghuang, I'm not a mouse, I'm a shrew, my name is Qu Jingjing, what a name..." The shrew hates being called a mouse in person, and is about to correct Chenghuang's mistake.

But he found that Chenghuang's eyes narrowed slightly, he immediately turned around without saying a word, jumped into the space, and disappeared.

Qiu Ping tiptoed and was about to run away, but just after taking two steps, he was restrained by an invisible force.

His entire body was suspended in mid-air, no matter how he struggled with his fins, it was useless.

"Big brother, I'll see you next time, I have something to do today..."

The little shrew's voice gradually dissipated, leaving only Qiu Ping staring at Chenghuang.

"Master Chenghuang, I remember that He Bo asked me to discuss business affairs, so I have to go first." Qiu Ping looked at the calm Chenghuang who looked like a pool of cold water, feeling inexplicably guilty in his heart.

"The thing about the locust god going to plunder the food is related to you." Chenghuang looked at Qiu Ping, his eyes and his whole body were unpredictable.

"This matter has nothing to do with me. It's the locust's own evil intentions. I didn't instigate him at all. I can swear to God!" Qiu Ping hurriedly separated the relationship.

Besides, he did not incite and instigate.

"Whether you are a god or a deed, you have to be calm and don't worry about temporary gains and losses. God's way is long-term, and everything is a long-term plan, otherwise you will only do bad things with good intentions." Chenghuang didn't say much, just took a picture He patted Qiu Ping on the head, and said something that he didn't quite understand.

Qiu Ping didn't dare to move at all, his head sank little by little with the slap of Chenghuang's palm, as if a naughty student in the school was caught by the dean.

"Okay, let's go play."

The City God waved his hand, and Qiu Ping plunged into the stream beside him as if he had been pardoned, and swam away quickly.

"Ugh."

Seeing the God of Plague in the sky confronting the monks in the temple, the City God sighed slightly, but immediately his whole body was connected to the hundred-mile boundary of Changning County. Separated from both sides of the temple.

The two sides were fighting on his territory, and it really didn't make sense for him not to mediate.

……

Qiu Ping swam all the way back to the ancient well along the underground river, secretly rejoicing in his heart that he escaped unharmed.

In the end, it was because of his words that the big locust plundered the food, and only then did the following series of things happen.

In front of the City God, he really lacked confidence.

Of course, Little Loach firmly refused to admit that he had borrowed a knife to kill someone.

Just after returning to the village, he suddenly found that something was wrong with the atmosphere.

Yesterday's policeman had clearly taken away the food, but today they led a group of people to the village, and they were still confronting the villagers at daggers and swords.

Hearing the quarrel between the villagers and the police, Qiu Ping knew what was going on.

It turned out that part of the food was eaten by locusts yesterday, and part of it was accidentally burned by the torches that drove the locusts away. In addition to the inexplicable loss along the way, when it was finally transported to the city, there was less than [-]% left.

What should we do if there is not enough food?

The magistrate paid for it himself?Those messengers who transported food tried to make up for it?Or go to the big locust to claim compensation?

These are of course impossible.

But they have a better, smarter, and simpler way.

Let the people of Huang'ao Village provide some more food, so naturally everyone is happy.The magistrate of the county can hand over his errands to his superiors, and the police are also exempted from punishment.

As for these mud legs, what should I do if they can't eat enough?That's not something they have to think about.

No matter how hard the common people are, when the autumn rice harvest is harvested, won't there be food again?
Boil it, it will be over soon.

"Alas." On the threshing floor, the land lord looked at the somewhat chaotic scene in front of him, his face wrinkled into a ball.

This year was supposed to be a bumper year, an unprecedented bumper harvest.But in the end, people may starve to death. This is no longer funny, it is absurd.

The people in Huang'ao Village are basically his descendants, and he is also in a panic.

Qiu Ping looked at all this, but he froze in place as if struck by lightning.

"How can there be such a reason? How could this be?"

His throat was a little dry, and there seemed to be a fire burning in his chest, but he was holding his breath, and he didn't know how to vent it.

The Land Lord looked at Qiu Ping, then turned his head away.

"Many things in this world are irrational. Just like wolves eat sheep and sheep eat grass, whoever is weak should be eaten."

Hearing this, the breath in Qiu Ping's heart suddenly let out.

His eyes were a little dazed.

"It's all my fault, none of this would have happened if I hadn't said that."

When the city god questioned him earlier, Qiu Ping still had a clear conscience, but at this moment, his heart was twisted like a knife, and he fell into infinite self-blame.

He also finally understood the meaning of Chenghuang's words.

It was precisely because of my own temper that caused so much trouble for the people in Huang'ao Village.

He can put all the blame on others, but he can't lie to himself.

"I'm so stupid, really." Qiu Ping suddenly felt that everything was boring, and his cleverness was nothing short of stupid.

He can only see what is in front of him forever, he is a lowly, short-sighted stinking loach, even if he looks up to the outside of the well, he can only see that small piece of sky.

Qiu Ping was dejected, and instead of returning to the ancient well, he plunged into the small ditch next to him.

He swam aimlessly, a heart filled with frustration.

Qiu Ping raised his stomach and looked up at the sky. The summer sun shone warmly on the water and also on his belly.

It's just that no matter how warm the sun is, it can't make him happy.

"Oh, maybe I'm not suitable to be a god at all." Qiu Ping sighed a long time, and when he was about to change his posture, he found a shadow blocking his sunlight.

"Little Loach, why are you unhappy?"

Qiu Ping turned his head, only to see a man in green clothes with a handsome face and holding a jade Xiao standing behind him.

But... Shen Changyang!

(End of this chapter)