Chapter 937

"Wake up, child, how did you fall asleep?" Toryl squatted beside Lu Zongping, with the smell of body odor, earthy smell and plant juice coming from the steaming white sheep.

Lu Zongping opened his eyes, bright and full of spirit. He wanted to say that he was not asleep. If this was a war, he would not admit that he was deserting. He just had a necessary rest when he was out of his power.

Torrell also noticed that self-care work can't make children learn new things, but she really can't bear to let such a beautiful child walk in the mud and become dirty and ugly.

However, there are some things that need to be taken the first step. Toril just wants to wait for the child to grow up. But the most important step is to get the child involved.

"Come, child, let's pray."

Toryl led Lu Zongping to an underground water stream and said, "come with me and hold a ladle of water in your hand."

The broad and hairy hand of the white sheep is immersed in the water. In the world of shimmering light, the existence of the most clear river almost disappears, leaving only the gurgling sound, which seems to be composed of sound waves. Toriel's hair is like pure white algae in the water, gently rippling, and the reflection of her hair lights up the water. Lu Zongping also immersed his palm in water, cool and soft. The existence of water made Lu Zongping feel the existence of nature more intuitively.

Toryl scooped up a handful of water. The palm of the adult wrapped the water tightly. Lu Zongping scooped up a handful of water. The palm of the child kept leaking the water.

Lu Zongping was a little depressed and watched the water level in his palm drop continuously. It was true that his small and thin palm could not concave out a bowl, but he could concave out a shallow plate to hold a little water.

"Don't worry, kid. Try a few more times."

This time, Lu Zongping was very clear about his ability, so he only filled a little water, which was enough. He kept his hands together tightly, at least not to let this water leak.

Toriel nodded. "Good, boy. Come on. Come with me

The white jade like children behind the Aries follow suit. Toril's steps are steady and free. She walks with a light wind and merges with the air current near the surface. She seems to be a demigod following the storm. Lu Zongping takes small steps and looks down at the trembling water in her palm.

As they stepped on the ridge, toryl raised her hands high and slightly loosened her fingers to let the water drip. She raised her head, closed her eyes, strode, and continued to murmur old praises.

(main idea): boundless, monsters are singing. Is our home covered with wormwood or fresh grass? Distant ancestors, monsters in prayer, our tomorrow, is sprinkled with honey, or sweat blood? Ancient giant trees, monsters are thinking, are our heads covered with shade or frost? The fresh grass in the home is withered, the blood and sweat of the ancestors are in vain, there are no birds in the branches of the giant trees, and the monsters have nothing. Great and noble, mother of nature, monsters will remember to nourish and grow. There is fresh grass in their new home. The life of the younger generation is like honey, and the birds in the giant trees will soar again... "

Such as singing, such as chanting, such as singing, such as howling, the thick vocal cords of Aries are booming, just like the springs everywhere in the underground world.

Lu Zongping imitated her. He raised his hand over his head, raised his head and closed his eyes. The water in his palm kept dripping. On the earth, on his cheek, the earth wept and his cheek moistened.

The existence of sound, the existence of water vapor, the existence of individual and nature are closely intertwined with each other, melting each other's boundaries. There is nature in torrel's praise, and there is torrel's praise in nature. The individual is infinite, and the nature is infinitely small.

Lu Zongping felt that the water between his palms didn't mean to run dry. He kept dripping. He closed his eyes and held his hands high to carry on the dew. Under the gift of nature, the fields in the underground world flourished, the soil was oily and black, and the crops were green and lively. * weeds and insects are also moistened. But it doesn't matter. The gift of nature can give all living beings the foundation to survive. The crops will produce a lot of harvest for the sheep and deer Zongping to eat.

They walk slowly on the ridge, just like Lu Zongping's favorite, using a simple route to let the moist gift take care of every part of the field without repetition, which is very good.

At the end of the walk, toryl takes back her palm, opens her eyes, turns her head and finds that the boy behind her has been learning, and has also been recognized by nature. She can't help but be glad to meet Tianlu. She says, "good, child, you are very gifted. Open your eyes, let's make our last prayer."

Baiyang kneels down in the field, while Lu Zongping kneels down beside her.

"Mother of nature, thank you for your generous gift. Please bless the monsters. We are also your children, and please take care of the child beside me. He is so kind and pure, and a great mother. Please bless the child so that he will have no pain or danger in his future life. Let him walk on a smooth road, drink sweet spring water and eat the most Full of fruits, let him make friends with animals, let him never be hurt by pests, poisonous insects and weeds, let him always be happy, let him not be covered by sorrow, let him grow up, let him make friends with others, let his sincerity not be let down... "

At the end of the prayer, toryl sprinkles the remaining dew in her palm on her head, which suddenly breaks into a white fog and disappears. Lu Zongping then throws the dew in her palm, which is also accepted by nature.Toryl stood up with her knees and said to Lu Zongping, "son, the mother of nature has agreed. You will be very happy in the future."

Lu Zongping had a lot of doubts in his heart, but he couldn't say what he was wondering. What is the mother of nature? Why does she accept such a simple tribute - and the tribute originally comes from her - but the reward is so rich? Can such an exaggerated wish really get a response? If she really exists, then all the people and monsters in the world can not get her gift? If she's just an anime, then Toril's actions are futile

Aries looked at the boy with his head down, inexplicably depressed. She gently rubbed his head. "Naturally, I will bless every child, as long as he doesn't take the initiative to betray the way of nature. Come on, kid. Let's pick some vegetables. I also want to go to the market to buy some snails, but I still have some in stock at home. In this way, can I take you to pick some mushrooms? That's all for today. I'll go back and arrange some books for you, and then I'll go out. Stay at home, son. "

Lu Zongping nodded to show his understanding.

The first book toryl gave Lu Zongping was a dictionary: it was a reference book instead of an enlightenment book.

Torrell was full of confidence. "Child, with your intelligence, you will soon learn it."