Chapter Twelve The Story Begins
The nine-colored deer also looked at the leopard that had escaped and suddenly said lonely.
"Turn it away, I wonder if it will starve to death because I can't find food, or if there will be another creature that has been robbed because of me.
"I hope God can help it find an old and dead creature to fill it, and I hope no creature will die because of me."
"Little Deer, you're very good."
He raised his head, looked at the doe and the deer protected by Lu Qi, and praised him.
The nine-colored deer looked at the injury on Lu Qi's front leg again. The words contained a sympathy and shook his head and said softly.
"Don't blame the leopard, it is born as a leopard and is destined to eat meat and fill it up. If it cannot catch its prey, it will starve to death.
It just wants to live, there is nothing wrong with wanting to live."
Lu Qi cast a respectful look at the nine-colored deer, lowered his head and pretended to be thoughtful for a while, then raised his head, nodded, and yelled twice to show that he understood.
The nine-colored deer nodded when she saw Lu Qi and was a little surprised.
"You are indeed different from other deer deer in the deer. You are extremely intelligent and able to understand people's words."
He turned his head and glanced over the deer.
Because of the appearance of the nine-colored deer, the deer no longer panics and fled and slowly gathered back.
But I was frightened by the leopard just now, and fear remained in my wet eyes.
"As I grew up, I thought of keeping my deer herds and protecting them from any beasts."
The nine-colored deer looked at the frightened deer in front of her, closed her eyes in pain, and said slowly.
"Until one day I suddenly had a dream, which was my first dream since my birth..."
Lu Qi listened curiously to the words of the Nine Color Deer.
As a auspicious beast, the nine-colored deer is reincarnated by the Buddha who has not yet attained enlightenment. The dream he has must be different from ordinary people. I wonder what kind of dream it is?
"In my dream, everything is just like I thought. I have always guarded the deer, and there are no jackals, tigers and leopards that can hurt any deer in the deer.
At the beginning, things were moving in a good direction, lively and agile deer was born one by one, and the deer grew rapidly.
Every deer in the herd lives carefree and doesn't have to worry about the attack of beasts.
But over time…”
The terrifying scene seemed to appear before the Nine-Colored Deer, and her tone trembled.
"The deer is growing, and wherever the deer goes, the bushes, tender leaves, branches, buds, saplings, everything is eaten up.
The jungle lost its greenery and only bare trunks and branches remained.
There are no more insects and birds singing, and the whole jungle is silent.
Due to lack of food, many deer were starved to death.
Even more terrible things followed one after another. Diseases suddenly spread among the deer, and large pieces of sick deer died and corpses were everywhere.
In the end, no one survived Lu Ten...
I stood among the corpses of deer, at a loss."
"That was my first dream. I didn't know what a dream was before, so I took it as a reality.
After waking up, I was still in shock, deeply trapped in powerlessness, self-blame and guilt…”
The nine-colored deer opened her eyes, and there was pain in her eyes. He looked at the deer and murmured.
“I know it wasn’t a simple dream.
If I really do what I thought before, it would probably lead to the same disaster as in my dreams. Sooner or later, that scene in my dream will happen in reality.”
"The heaven and earth all things do their own ways and have their own balance. Once more interference is added, it will lead to imbalance of all things, resulting in bitter fruit and disaster.
Even I can’t change.”
The nine-colored deer looked at Lu Qi, her eyes were painful and complicated, and she sighed.
"So... since then, even though I know that once I leave the deer, the deer may be eaten by beasts, I still have to leave from time to time."
After saying that, his figure walked to the depths of the forest in a lonely way.
Lu Qi stared at the back of the nine-colored deer until it disappeared.
He understood that the Nine Color Deer was just recalling the past and explaining to him why he didn't stay with the deer to protect the deer.
Only when you care about someone will you explain it to him, which seems to show that what he did before is not useless.
The nine-colored deer seems to be very confused and painful.
You can imagine his difficulties. Not only can he not protect the deer at will, but he also has to leave intentionally, giving the beast an opportunity to take advantage of the opportunity to hurt the deer that killed the deer.
Lu Qi lowered his head and sighed in his heart, but unfortunately he was powerless to do anything about it.
What can he do if even the nine-colored deer with great magical powers cannot solve?
In fact, there is no way. If the Nine-Colored Deer is not so compassionate and kind, she may no longer suffer from it.
But does he have to find a way to make the Nine-Colored Deer no longer so kind?
...
The nine-colored deer came to a river bank where he often came to eat grass. He stared at the surging river water, his eyes were confused, and he didn't know what he was thinking.
Suddenly, a faint call for help came from the upstream.
"Help, help!"
"Someone drowned?"
The nine-colored deer's ears moved and turned her head to look upstream.
A man with a worn-out robe and a yellow and thin face floated down from the upper reaches, floating with the river water, and his hands were scrambling in the air in panic, as if he wanted to catch something and float on the river surface, but his body was always sinking uncontrollably.
Under the shadow of death, he cried loudly in panic.
"Help!
I don’t want to die, who will save me!"
"Don't be afraid, I'll save you now!"
A gentle, compassionate voice that inexplicably gives people strength came from the shore.
The man in the river quickly looked in the direction of the sound.
A divine deer, with nine-colored light on her body, and her horns are like snow branches. Her whole body exudes a breath of divine compassion. She is standing on the shore and watching him.
"Nine-colored divine deer?!"
The man was stunned.
There has always been a divine deer deep in the jungle, with nine colors in body, white antlers, and can speak human words. It often helps other creatures and people in the jungle who are in trouble and danger, but they don’t know whether it is true or false.
I didn't expect this legend to be true.
The drowning man was ecstatic and immediately felt as if he had seen a life-saving straw. He was so happy that he was about to cry and even louder that he called for help.
"Nine-colored deer, save me!
Save me quickly!”
When the nine-colored deer is waiting for the drowning person to flow into him by the river.
He jumped out of the river and carried the man out of the river.
If you enter the water, you will not drown, and you will come and go freely in the river!
The man fell to the ground, coughed up a few sips of water from his mouth, got up, his face with the ecstasy of surviving the disaster, and he knelt down to thank Jiuse Lu Dao.
"Thank you, Shenlu, I was a herbalist in the mountains, but accidentally fell into the river when I was collecting herbs.
Fortunately, the divine deer was rescued."
After saying that, he turned his eyes and stood up, and looked grateful and burst out on his face.
"Thanks to the God Deer for saving my life.
From now on, I am willing to provide water and tender grass every day to repay my life-saving grace.
Please give me a chance to repay my kindness!”
The herb collector knelt down again and thought to himself.
"The legend of the Nine-Colored Divine Deer is actually true!
If I could have a good relationship with this deer.
With its help, in the future, there will be no precious herbs in this endless jungle, so won’t it be hidden from me!”
A hint of greed flashed in his eyes and a burst of heat in his heart.
Chapter completed!