The sun came out, and Tianshui Village resumed normal production.

Two of the three young and handsome teenagers who were in charge of delivering the letter died in the rain. The rest became the patriarch and led the people of the whole village to carry out agricultural and animal husbandry production.

They cut down a large area of trees around them and burned the land with fire for three days and three nights, and then they sowed millet, millet and hemp.

As for the wet land by the river, it was mixed with too many rubble, so it had to be left barren.

At this time, Wang Hai led his birdman team to Tianshui Village for the last time.

"Mulberry trees should be planted here." Wang Hai's younger brother, Wang Heng, a heroic little man, pointed out the messy land along the river.

Wang Hai didn't have any idea about this suggestion, and his attention was completely attracted by Guo Yang's alchemy.

He witnessed Guo Ma return to his childhood and adolescence and talked to this mysterious figure who stayed at home for days and nights. In the end, he determined that this person, through his infinite imagination and study of space, finally broke through some kind of bottleneck-like mysterious power and gained immortality.

But for some reason, Wang Hai tightly blocked the news. He used the strange bronze mirror to kill three sheep, a crow, and two chickens who heard the news at the same time.

Then, he visited Guo Yang, who was hiding in a small warehouse to learn alchemy.

The long-term research work not only did not make Guo Yang age as quickly as his grandfather Guo Ma, but burst out with a vigorous vitality.

He is almost a replica of his grandfather Guo Ma.

Or, under the domination of some mysterious power of time and space, grandfather Guo Ma is a replica of Guo Yang.

His hair and beard grew wildly, his expression was serious, and his thick lips were red with purple in them, making his angular face a synthesis of love and thought.

"We have all gone into the wrong sense of the debate about time and space." Guo Yang seemed a little excited about Wang Hai's visit, but he also maintained the caution and shyness that a thinker should have.

Guo Yang's stone warehouse smelled of a strong mineral powder, which his grandmother had told the women in Tianshui Village to increase the production of all females.

However, because all the experiments have not yet been completed, Guo Yang is completely secret.

Wang Hai carefully observed Guo Yang, and like an expert, he did a comprehensive examination of Guo Yang's body.

However, when his black, thin hand like a crow's claw tried to pry open Guo Yang's mouth, just as he usually used to pry open the mouths of those animals in order to determine their age and health, Guo Yang got a little angry, and with a slap in the face, the black and thin old man rolled out of the stone warehouse.

"It's time for you to take your first wife." Wang Hai groaned, got up from the ground, and limped back to the birdmen's camp.

Guo Yang did not follow Wang Hai's advice. He had more important things to accomplish than he had thought about anything else.

He has inherited all the virtues of his grandfather, Guo Ma, and at the same time, through a long period of reading, thinking, and research, he is discarding those decadent shortcomings.

He believes that both Wang Hai and his grandfather Guo Ma belong to the past era, and their rich experience has made their careers stagnant.

……

The birdmen brought a new breed this time.

"This is a product of ancient times, a perfect combination of dragon and elephant, witnessing the multiplication of all living beings on the earth, making us rich, so that we can reap the greatest rewards with only a small amount of labor!"

Wang Heng stood on the stone where his brother Wang Hai had stood and announced loudly.

Twenty-four overgrown female birdmen lined up in two groups and quickly climbed onto a platform made of nine hundred and ninety-nine huge logs to begin their best dance performance.

The animal skin tied around their waists was too short, which made the women of Tianshui Village extremely dissatisfied. But the young men among them showed a fanatical adoration that was eager to tear the hard, dry sheepskins around their waists to shreds.

The entire Tianshui Village was instantly overwhelmed by a burst of music full of commotion and enthusiasm.

……

"We have paid so much sweat and even tears, why do we gain so little?"

"Why is it that some of the foals born to our mares are not yet infertile?"

"Our flock is coveted by jackals, and we pay the price of blood to protect them!"

"Our cows, in addition to giving birth, have to help us sow seeds and pull carts, and eating their meat is simply a sin that will cause us to fall into a long conviction of ourselves!"

……

Wang Heng began a hoarse speech in a rhetorical way that the people of Tianshui Village had never come into contact with, which made Wang Hai, who was hiding in a wooden house and pondering, a little dissatisfied.

But the people of Tianshui Village went crazy about it.

The men's stubby necks are exposed, revealing a purely masculine symbolism. The women screamed, clung to the thick trunks of the towering trees around them, and shed tears of grief.

"It will bring us great wealth!"

"It will be the only hope for all our tribes!"

"It, with the spirit of a dragon, is full of fertility powers!"

"It has the fat of an elephant, and is full of the temptation of the elves!"

……

Wang Heng stood on the stone, waving his stubby arms, like a king three hundred years later, almost fainting from overexcitement.

Every time, in the interval between Wang Heng's words, the bronze instruments in the hands of the other birds would let out a deafening roar.

The twenty-four female birdmen, with that roar, twisted their snake-like waists desperately, and their faces were flushed.

"Look at these poor children, they're suffocating with a soak of urine!" Grandmother was obsessed with observing the world through the eyes of all kinds of birds, and her withered body walked through those stone houses without even a hint of wind.

In the entire Tianshui Village, the only people who are indifferent to the new varieties brought by the two brothers Wang Hai and Wang Heng are their grandfathers Guo Ma and Guo Yang.

They stayed in their stone houses, busy thinking and researching.

The question of time and space has already been abandoned by them.

Those mysterious forces that they simply can't control have wasted too much of their time.

"The most tiresome rhetorical form in the world is obviously the analogy." Guo Yang bound all the animal skins on which he had written on them, tied them up with some cowhide ropes that had been soaked in saltpeter mine water for sixty-four days, and stacked them neatly on the wooden shelves.

He was disturbed by an inexplicable commotion, and before he even had time to verify his calculations, he pushed the door and went out.

"The era of the unearned has begun." Grandfather Guo Ma re-examines his life and intends to live those absurd days again.