It took more than a month to settle everyone down. June has already begun, and the weather is getting hotter and the water level of the Yellow River has also risen.

That afternoon, Zhou Xiru came from the Demon City and brought the Ranger over.

Seeing Youxia, Xu Zhizhi felt a little unhappy and frowned and said, "Mr. You, didn't you agree to not come?"

"I thought you would get it done soon, so I will not come naturally." The golfer smiled. "As a result, you are still doing charity work on the periphery for so long, so I will come and take a look. Mr. Xu, you don't have to pay attention to me. I'm not here to see you anyway."

"Ha..." Ming Wei smiled softly and said, "Master You Manor, I have read a lot of books recently."

"Oh?" Ranger didn't care and asked, "What did you see?"

"I read the book that men and men are true love, women..." At this point, she grabbed Zhou Xiru, squirted, kissed her on the face, and said, "Here, beauties all belong to beauties."

At first, the gown thought that she had read some articles or books that had increased their knowledge. Seeing this, she couldn't help but curse: "Mingwei, you...you...a ancient god, can't you learn something well?"

"What kind of mess do you look at?"

Mingwei didn't care at all. In order to prevent the Ranger from being angry, she threw her out, so she grabbed Zhou Xiru and ran away.

The Ranger sat down on Zhou Xiru's bed and sighed softly.

"Mr. You, you came here in person, but what's the problem?" Xu Zhiqiu couldn't help asking when he saw that everyone was not there.

"No!" the golfer shook his head and said, "How come this place is so desolate?"

Xu Zhizhi was stunned for a moment, and he had heard Zhou Xiru, Professor Wang and others say something, and asked, "It was very prosperous back then?"

The Ranger nodded and said, "I just want to come and have a look... Aru said, I've died in my previous life."

After hearing what he said, Xu Zhizhi understood that this was his territory.

"Master You Manor, I don't understand these things very much, but the professor said that this place should belong to the territory of Emperor Wa, and it does not belong to you?" said the golf.

"She is not here." You Xia shook her head and said, "She is on Yunmengze. In fact, she has always had a close relationship with someone back then, and it was even said that they were getting along."

"Later, it was a big fight."

"I really don't know the specific reason..."

Xu Zhizhi was a little confused and asked, "Lord You, who is the person you mentioned?"

"Master Taiyi." Ranger laughed, "Only by coexisting water and soil, can all things be reproduced, otherwise—"

Speaking of this, he chuckled and said, "Do you really think that making a mud can create people?"

"My God, if Aru knew about this, she wouldn't make a fuss?" Xu Zhizhi smiled.

"Absolutely!" Ranger smiled, "You don't have to care about me, I'm just here to take a look."

On this side, Xu Zhizhi settled the golfer, and on the other side, Professor Wang was also ready. The old village chief was very confused and actually proposed to hold a sacrifice by the Yellow River before taking them in.

If he couldn't resist him, Xu Zhizhi agreed. Anyway, it was an extremely simple sacrifice, and ordinary families worshiping ancestors were a little more solemn than this.

The old village chief stewed a bowl of braised pork, vegetables and tofu and other things by himself. He set up a table by the Yellow River, without even an incense burner. He made a broken glass of wine, which naturally had no incense ash. He grabbed a handful of mud and sand and put a stick of incense in the mud and sand...

The old village chief even took the initiative to fold some tin foil ingots himself.

"Old village chief, who is the river god you worship?" The golfer couldn't help but ask.

Seeing that he looked as beautiful as a jade and majestic, the old village chief didn't care and said, "Young man, you don't know anything. I am not a sacrifice to the river god."

"Isn't it a river god?" Xu Zhizhi asked curiously, "Who are you sacrificing?"

"Everyone doesn't know what kind of existence you are going to is. However, according to the old professor's description, I'm afraid that what you are looking for is not the tomb of the River God." said the old village chief.

"Oh?" Zhou Xiru asked, "Where is that place?"

"Grand girl, in myths and legends, in the sky, the Emperor of Heaven ordered Houyi to shoot and kill him..." The old village chief lit a cigarette and said softly, "So, according to old saying, this place... is the place where the sun bird fell in that year."

Zhou Xiru couldn't help but take a look at the golfer.

"Look!" the old village chief pointed to a huge rock opposite and said, "Did you see that red stone?"

Zhou Xiru nodded and looked over from here. There was half a mountain opposite, standing alone, with dark red colors, and no flowers, plants and trees were surviving. Next to it was the turbid Yellow River water.

"The sunbird fell on that stone, and the blood dyed the mountain red." said the old village chief.

"So pitiful!" Ming Wei said naughtyly.

"Yes!" said the old village chief.

Zhou Xiru was suspicious and thought for a while. She asked tentatively: "Old village chief, shouldn't you hate him? You must know that ten days of air is in the sky, but thousands of miles of scorched earth."

The old village chief shook his head, smoked slowly, and said, "Miss, you are still young and from a wealthy family. You have someone like Mr. Xu to protect him, and you don't understand the sins of the world."

"There is no ten days? It's just a battle of power. They killed the Sunbird, but they wanted to find an excuse to be open and upright."

After hearing this, Zhou Xiru nodded repeatedly and said, "You are right."

The old village chief smiled and said, "I don't care about you. We are tombkeepers. However, so many years have passed, and the rules of the earlier years naturally no longer exist. I heard that this place was very prosperous earlier, and the nobles in ancient times often came here to pay tribute."

"Later, the Central Plains culture began to migrate to the south, and this place began to gradually become deserted... desolate..."

"We have also changed several groups of people. I just accidentally hit it and went in once."

After the old village chief finished smoking his cigarette, he knelt down on the ground, kowtowed respectfully, and then burned the paper money and poured the dishes into the river.

After going down the cliff, he prepared a raft, and Zhou Xiru and others climbed onto the raft.

The golfer followed. Seeing this, Xu Zhiqiu frowned slightly and said, "Master You, forget it! Don't go..."

"I'm a little curious!" said the Ranger.

"What are you curious about?" Zhou Xiru asked.

"Sacrifice from the Shang Dynasty!" said the goose, "I am naturally not curious about the tombs, I am just curious about the sacrifices from that year."

Xu Zhizhi smiled bitterly and said, "You want to see how the Shang royal family sacrificed the sun birds back then?"

"Yes!" the goose smiled, "I say so, sacrifice—or naturally, is to give something to the gods in their minds? Right?"

Everyone nodded, and Professor Wang smiled and said, "It's true in theory."
Chapter completed!