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River God Dantian woke up from the bottom of the river and was standing in front of the convenience store freezer picking out ice cream.
The three-thousand-year-old river god looked down at himself: white T-shirt, jeans, plastic slippers. The cashier said it was nineteen six yuan. He searched his pockets and only took out a shell stained with pre-Qin sand.
Later he found a Taoist companion. The Taoist monk was hiding in the corner of the hot pot restaurant, staring at the hot pot in a daze.
"There are fewer believers, and the temple is gone." The Taoist monk turned his phone screen to him, and the hot search was #Abandoned Mountain Temple Jingqing Dynasty Murals Revealed#, with 23,000 likes and comments asking for blessings to come ashore.
So the city has two strange neighbors.
Dantian helped the aunt downstairs find the lost cat: The cat squatted on the fire hydrant and said, when you had a flood, my ancestors hid in the reeds.
Chixin adjusted the air conditioner for the insomniac programmer: the crooked-necked tree outside the window was the mandrill she inspired, singing ancient songs to help humans sleep every night.
Late one night while working overtime, the office building had a power outage. Dantian found Chixin on the 48th floor, where the mountain god was telling a story to a group of scared interns who were crying:
"A long time ago there was a mountain and a river in the mountain..."
The moonlight poured in through the floor-to-ceiling windows, and the River God suddenly understood.
It turns out that faith is not incense, but the bright eyes of mankind looking at it at this moment.
They fall in love very slowly, like a river flowing over the foot of a mountain.
Until one day, he pointed out the window with all his heart: There were stones and clear water on all the balconies, and a child was reciting loudly the song that had been praised for thousands of years.
"Dan Tian, my sincere heart, I hope you will always be close to each other, so that the world will be peaceful."
Where there are rivers, there are mountains. When they are in the human world, perfection is the way back.
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She fears the mountain god × waits for the blackened river god
Intention: Only by being impartial in decision-making can the results be corrected.