On the weekend, the Sanxingdui Museum was full of tourists, and Li Yihan looked at the strangely shaped bronze masks in a daze. These masks have a high nose and deep eyes, prominent cheekbones, and a wide nose and large ears. Among them, there are also several "clairvoyance, ears to the wind" shape, which amazed him.

What era did these civilizations come from? Where did it come from? Which tribe is it? This series of questions lingered in his mind for a long time, and he couldn't help but enter a dream when he thought about it.

In the south of the Qinling Mountains, on the bank of Bashan, under the shade of lush forests and green bamboos and flowers, a herringbone simple thatched house Li Yihan was lying lazily on a bed made of artemisia grass. Bright sunlight shone in through the cracks in the top of the grass.

Not far away, the river flows slowly, shining golden waves in the sun. There were several girls with long black hair, washing the wild fruits they had picked in the river. They sang in their mouths, ancient mystical tunes. These women were dressed in linen, with a skirt around their breasts and a short cloth tied around their waists, as if they were skirts or something. Bare toned legs.

Li Yihan couldn't help but follow the song and walked towards the river. When the women saw him, they were surprised at first, and then laughed. In the middle, a woman with a graceful figure and beautiful hair like a waterfall said generously to Li Yihan: "Have you just migrated from a far, far away place?" Li Yihan looked at her picturesque face and towering breasts, and nodded. I saw this woman come to him generously, stretched out her slender hand, handed him a washed wild fruit, and said with a smile: "This is what we just picked from the tree, it is fragrant and sweet, you can taste it." Li Yihan took the wild fruit and took a bite, which was sweet and refreshing. At this time, he came to his senses, and he came to ancient times. The women gathered around and looked up and down the handsome young man curiously. A woman said, "It's just so good that our eldest lady hasn't married yet, so I think he's quite suitable." Several other women chimed in. looked at Li Yihan with a blank look. The woman with a graceful figure and beautiful hair just now stepped forward and introduced to him: "This is called Phoenix Village, and we have just moved here, and most of this village is full of women."

Li Yihan asked curiously, "What's your name?" My name is Li Yihan," she asked, staring at the woman's picturesque brows and red face. The woman smiled and said generously: "My name is Ji Qianqian, and my family is in the easternmost part of this village." As she spoke, she pointed her finger at the handsome young man. Li Yihan looked in the direction of his finger, and near the fruit forest in the distance, a small courtyard was hidden in the middle. The woman bent down and struggled to pick up a basket of wild fruits, and Li Yihan hurriedly stepped forward to help. The woman smiled at him, revealing a mouthful of white, neat teeth. said, "Thank you." And invited the young man to go to the house with him. The woman explained that her father and brother had both died in the war, and that she was now the only one left. As he spoke, he became sad. The boy asked again, "Is it because of the war that there are few men in this village?" The woman nodded.

The woman explained that because of the lack of men, the women in their village were a little scared to go to the market tomorrow! The young man Li Yihan looked at Ji Qianqian's handsome face, and suddenly said in a manly tone: "I'll accompany you to the market tomorrow," the woman showed her white and neat teeth and laughed. The smile looks sweet and clear.