Great Creator

　　 "Let's go for a walk." Xiao Hua, who was rarely idle, began to feel unreasonable anxiety again, and she decided to go out for a while.

　　 She passed green fields, where many crops grew, some of which she had seen in the boundaries of her life in the past, and some were very strange to her.

　　 It's been six years, Xiaohua thought, our human race has changed a lot, and I don't know many things.

　　 But, where have these lost six years gone?

　　 Others told Xiao Hua that she died once, and later resurrected by the great ancestor.

　　 But Xiao Hua can't remember what happened after her death.

　　 Does her anxiety have something to do with the great ancestor?

　　 Before she knew it, Xiao Hua walked to the place where the big temple was.

　　The Great Temple is the largest temple dedicated to the ancestors. It is located on the top of Fangshan Mountain, a little bit away from Xiaohua’s home.

　　 She usually only goes in during the ceremonies, and after returning for two months, she only went in twice. One time was the day of her return, and one time was a celebration arranged for her later.

　　 Twice, both came and went in a hurry, Xiao Hua suddenly remembered that she hadn't thanked the great ancestor yet.

　　 After all, the ancestor **** resurrected her.

　　 If there is no ancestor **** to show this miracle, I don't know what Shuzi and his son will be like crying.

　　 Thinking like this, Xiao Hua walked into the temple.

　　 There are many people in the big temple, including wizards and believers.

　　 Some believers just come in and worship and leave, while others seem to pray for something big, spread a mat on the ground, and bow down and worship, time and time again.

　　 Xiao Hua looked at them curiously. Before Xiao Hua died, the worship atmosphere in the clan had not been so prosperous.

　　 The people around saw Xiao Hua coming, and out of respect, they all gave way to Xiao Hua.

　　 Xiaohua looked at the pious people around her, and walked slowly to the statue of the ancestor god.

　　 The idol here is newly repaired. Because the people of the tribe said that they had hardly seen the great ancestors appear in these years, they missed it very much, so Shuzi took the whole tribe and built these three statues in the temple.

　　 Xiaohua looked up at the idol.

　　 Sitting in the middle is the Eastern God Emperor, the Great God Dongyao. His idol has thick eyebrows and big eyes, a tough face, and an extremely majestic appearance.

　　 The one on the left is the Western God Lord, the Great God Xiyuan, whose face is gentle, like a mother.

On the right of 　　 is the God of Sky Fire, the Great God of Lihuo. Her idol is full of vigor and vigor, and she is simply a **** of war.

　　 Xiaohua looked at the three gods, but the anxiety still lingered in her heart, and she did not get the slightest relief by coming to admire the gods.

　　 She looked at the tribesmen who were kneeling on the ground and kowtow.

　　 can I get peace of mind by doing such a great salute?

　　 Xiaohua asked the wizard next to the idol for a cushion, and the wizard happily took the largest one for her.

　　 Xiaohua spread the mat, and then landed on her knees.

　　 It seems that it's not enough, Xiao Hua's heart is yelling, there is something missing.

　　 She looked at the people around her, looking at them with a look of numbness, fanaticism, or expectation.

　　 What they have in common is the feeling of giving up their self and entrusting their hope to the gods in front of them...

　　 Xiaohua learned a lot, knelt down again, bent over, and then, the whole person was deeply buried in the cushion.

　　 At that moment, a sense of familiarity that seemed to be buried deep in the bone marrow blood flowed all over her body.

　　 is this feeling!

　　 Xiaohua was trembling with her whole body, it was the feeling that she gave up her persistence and entrusted herself to an unknown god. There was no need to worry, no need to be independent. God would choose everything, and God would bear and decide everything.

　　 And her self is already insignificant.

　　 Finally, when Xiao Hua came out of the big temple, she was happy.

　　 She no longer has any worries and anxiety, all the negative emotions are wiped out.

　　 Then, she made a decision.

　　 That night.

　　 "What!" Shuzi didn't speak for a while, and after a while, he asked, "Is anyone embarrassing you?"

　　 Xiaohua shook her head.

　　 Shuzi asked again: "Is that your discomfort, or did the eagle provoke you?"

　　Takako is the name of the son of the two. Xiao Hua still shook her head.

　　 Shuzi slumped helplessly on the chair, "Then why do you have to leave the house and live in the temple, and become a full-time wizard?"

　　 Xiaohua lowered her head slightly, and said softly, "Because I think that's the best way for me."

　　 It is this kind of weak posture that makes Shuzi have nothing to do with her. Shuzi exhausted all his options, but couldn't persuade Xiaohua to change her mind.

　　 Finally, Xiao Hua moved to the temple alone.

　　 Her special status made her people respect her. If she wanted to become a wizard, the clan quickly asked two old wizards to greet her and began to teach her everything to do as a wizard.

The knowledge that a wizard needs to learn is very cumbersome compared to the simple-minded human race at this time, including how to perform the ceremony, how to wear clothes, how to recite prayers, how to guide the tribe, etc. .

　　 Even if the Great God Dongyao came to teach, these wizards took a long, long time to learn.

　　 But Xiaohua is very easy to learn.

　　 Twenty days later, the little flower dressed in a wizard's costume officially appeared in the ceremony at the temple.

She walked slowly from the side of the temple to the middle position, walking steadily, with a graceful manner. Then, when she took the long banner used for the ceremony from an old wizard, she turned her head back, and faced all the tribesmanly. At the time, everyone present held their breath.

　　 Xiaohua, dressed in wizard costumes, has changed from the gentle and gentle style of being a wife and mother, and her aura has become sacred and solemn.

　　 Her eyes were full of reverence, and her cheeks seemed to glow.

Although 　　 is standing in the middle of a large temple, there is a sense of dislocation far away in the clouds.

　　 As a female, Xiaohua has to participate in labor frequently, but her figure is definitely not strong, but rather delicate.

　　 However, it was such a woman who was supposed to be weak. When her gaze swept across the tribe with a sense of seriousness, they actually had a feeling of being unable to fight against it, and they bowed their heads.

　　 The entire temple was shaken silently by Xiao Hua's appearance!

　　 Since then, no one has objected to Xiaohua leaving the family as a wizard.

　　 Just when Xiaohua successfully held the ceremony, Shuzi hid alone in a corner of the clan.

　　 He didn't go to see Xiao Hua's first ceremonial appearance as a wizard, so he didn't know that his wife showed such brilliance in the ceremony.

　　 His face was full of scum, his face was decadent, his whole figure seemed to have been taken out of his bones, and he leaned against the wall softly.

　　 I don’t know how long I’ve been alone, footsteps sounded outside the house, and after a while, his deputy said at the door:

　　 "Little Flower is pretty good now..."

　　 "Get out!" Shuzi roared ~www.readwn.com~ He didn't want to hear, the better the news, the less he didn't want to hear it.

　　 Shuzi didn't understand why Xiao Hua changed. He knew that it was his little flower, his wife, he couldn't make a mistake, and he could feel the affection that little flower had for him and the eagle.

　　 During the month he came back, he saw everything that Xiao Hua had done for this family, and he secretly vowed in his heart that he must work harder so that one day his wife will no longer be so tired.

　　 But, now, she put everything down and left home.

　　 Shuzi didn't understand her. When Xiao Hua left home to live in the temple, he used the privilege of the patriarch to find Xiao Hua many times.

　　 "Am I doing something bad or wrong? Tell me, I'll change it, okay!"

　　 "As long as you can come back, I can let go of everything. I won't be back that late again. I will definitely not let you tired out."

　　 "I can't even do the patriarch. As long as you come back..."

　　 But, no matter how he asks for Xiaohua, Xiaohua is not willing to go back.

　　 Even if he brought the eagle to ask for Xiaohua.

　　 Xiaohua hugged Eagle for a while, then hugged him again, and then insisted:

　　 "I won't go back. You can go."

　　 Shuzi's legs softened, and she knelt down on the ground: "You, can't you let me and Yingzi have a complete home?"

　　 Tears slowly flowed from Xiaohua's cheeks, but she wiped away the tears and shook her head.

　　 "You don't understand, Shuzi." Xiaohua said.

　　 "I am not because of you, but because that kind of life is not suitable for me."

　　 Xiaohua looked at her former husband deeply and said:

　　 "I, I have found my own way."