Relying on these crimson stones, Emperor Fa walked out of a road stubbornly.

These sand stones are like living creatures, constantly devouring crimson gems, and when they are devoured, they fall into a deep sleep like a well-fed beast.

It's just strange that after these sand and gravel fall asleep, they lose their "clumpy" characteristics and begin to loosen.

Not only that, but the sand and gravel kept drifting towards it.

It's as if the buoyancy value is reduced and gravity disappears.

Lin Feng watched all this silently, and his thoughts became clearer and clearer in his brain.

For some reason, he looked at the scene in front of him and thought of a mythical story.

Dry.

Myths and stories about the Dryfish.

When Lin Feng was a child, he watched a lot of zombie movies, Zhiwei.

Among them, the zombie variation is proposed.

All kinds of thousands.

Some change in color, and some are far-fetched, mixing folk customs and myths, and the truth and falsehood cannot be changed!

Among them, there is the association between zombies and drought.

It's just that the original drought fish really has nothing to do with zombies.

She was originally a woman.

The good-looking goddess in Tsing Yi is not a god by herself, but a god when she appears.

She appeared on the Zhuolu battlefield.

The clouds scattered all over the sky, and the wind and rain were strong, and the drought appeared, and all the clouds and winds were blown away.

Later, she was also called the god of drought.

It's just that when I look through the fog, the appearance of this goddess has a confusing background, and the origin has become a fog.

Later.

Some people say that this is the subordinate deity of the Nine Heavens Xuannu, and some people say that he is the daughter of the Yellow Emperor.

Later in the Han Dynasty.

The image of the drought is further scandalized.

He gradually changed his appearance from the goddess of Tsing Yi, from a woman to an inexplicable thing for men and women, many people will think that it is a man, a disaster, and an ugly thing, therefore, his face is also ugly, and it has become a thing that everyone shouts and beats later.

In order to expel the drought, people often have the custom of beating the drought, and there is also the custom of driving the white tiger to drive the drought.

But history is history.

A secret is a secret.

Now they're confronting the secret.

Seeing these people who had been deprived of their lives by the sand, and seeing these dried corpses that had been squeezed out of the last trace of water in their bodies, and even the treasures on their bodies had lost their moisture, Lin Feng's first thought was the drought fish, after all, only the drought fish could cause such a thing.

Although it is said that in later mythological stories, the drought became a god and held high above the nine heavens.

Even the Yellow Emperor has become a god, but in history, within the scope of each time, the status of the Yellow Emperor in each system is different.

Thinking about this matter, Lin Feng subconsciously looked at this emperor.

He didn't understand where these people got their information.

Although it is said that the profession of tomb robbery has been practiced since ancient times.

Even in the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period, there were also bandits who opened coffins to steal property, and it is difficult to say whether there would be such a figure in the Xia Dynasty.

After all, this kind of stealing tribute is not a glorious thing in any dynasty.

Di Fa seemed to be aware of Lin Feng's gaze, and he explained lightly: "These people are all relatives of you and me.

We have a common ancestor, the cang.

At that time, our ancestors wanted to use the soil to make a dam to prevent flooding.

But it's a pity that our ancestor failed, he was executed, and then there was another of our ancestors, Dayu to control the water. ”

Emperor Fa talked eloquently.

These myths are also true, and it is impossible for the tribes that live by the water not to have seen the great flood, and it is impossible not to have seen the incomprehensible things in the flood.

The cangs came out of the soil, but the flood still did not quell it.

Instead, he was exiled to Hayama.

In the end, he died in Hayama.

There seems to be a faint line in it, which was caught by Lin Feng, and this is indeed the case.

"What's going on?"

Lin Feng understood, this time he knew and reacted to what had happened before the owner of his body.

But it was clear that the owner of the body was not aware of this.

He was still a little confused, so he asked.

The result was not beyond Lin Feng's expectations.

Di Fa, this time he spoke extraordinarily.

He slowly told his son the information he had gotten.

Things have to start with the control of the water.

As an ancestor who is inextricably linked to the Yellow Emperor, Kun, after controlling the water with his heart, he discovered the power of nature.

As a person, as a group of people, in the face of this monstrous flood, people are too small.

Even if they may have some miracles.

But in the face of these natures.

These miracles are not enough to see, even if it is a cang.

There was really no way, so Kun began to think of other ways.

This divine object is naturally not the first thing to need.

After all, blocking may not be able to stop the spread of floods.

This is not a one-and-done treasure, and treating nature with nature-like is very likely to fail.

At this time.

Kun thought of a solution.

That is to turn the flood into gravel, and in this way, the flood will naturally turn into gravel.

There was no flood.

Then the flood will naturally be resolved.

But people can't do these things.

The one who can do these things is a man of God.

If the tribal leader could easily do such a thing and find the Godman, it wouldn't be so difficult.

No matter what the myths of later generations are about.

In the era of these Xia Dynasty ancestors, the Yellow Emperor is not a legend, the Yellow Emperor does have a person.

But the battle between the Yellow Emperor and Chi You in Zhuolu has almost become a legend.

Three graves and five canons.

At that time, it was the Five Classics, but it was the highest secret.

This is power, and it is power, and power cannot be shared, and sharing these secrets will have serious consequences.

Not everyone can clearly know their own strength.

There will always be hope for something more lofty.

Morality.

This virtue, even if it is a virtue with abundant martial virtue, makes sense.

Virtue is not matched, it is a very serious matter.

The battle of Zhuolu of the Yellow Emperor has long become that myth and legend.

And because of a large amount of information and information, it has become top secret.

The monopoly of the right to disseminate knowledge is among the tops.

Or maybe it's missing some luck.

In any case, in the end, the plan to control the water became the use of the soil to control the water.

Even this ancestor of the Xia Dynasty has some information.

But he never found the location of the drought.

In the end, because of the unfavorable water control, the ancestor of the Xia Dynasty was exiled to Yushan and died of depression.

His son stepped forward.

Dayu controls the water.

When Dayu controlled the water, he didn't choose to block it.

did not choose to be like his father, to find the gods of the Yellow Emperor period.

Dayu's thinking is very clear, he chose another path, that is, channeling.

It's better to be blocked than to be sparse.

So he chose to discharge the flood.

And thus became the last emperor among the three emperors and five emperors, and established the Xia Dynasty.

His own son Qi started a famous family world.

Dayu is a wise man.

But the people who are with Kun are not such people, and clinging to this kind of thing will become a inheritance and an obsession.

Things were exactly the same as Lin Feng thought.

Di Fa continued: "Yes, these people are the people of the tribe who were exiled to Hayama along with our ancestor Kun.

They were the most faithful subordinates of our ancestors, and because of this, they were ordered never to set foot in the land of the tribe, or else.

It's like what you see right in front of your eyes. ”

When he said this, Di Fa made a downward gesture of grabbing his hand, as if a big hand descended from the sky, grabbing everything to pieces!

Lin Feng was even simpler, he just suddenly thought of one thing, that is, a curse, he had forgotten a little when he saw the whole curse, but he remembered very clearly, there was a sentence on this curse, it was called the Ten Dead Clans.

After making this gesture, Di Fa continued, "The ancestor who was exiled to Hayama never returned.

In the end, our ancestors died in Hayama.

After disappearing, these people did not stay.

They kept their promise and began to migrate farther afield.

Towards the river, towards the Great Lakes.

Later, next to the Great Lake, they formed a separate tribe and formed their own tribe using the sip and a large amount of bronze treasure.

Of course, their bronze treasures are completely different from ours.

They went their own way,

Then one day, it was not clear how they had finally obtained the place where the gods and men were, so they chose to cast a bronze and write all these things on the bronze.

Subsequently, they broke their promise and came to the Central Plains. ”

The consequences need not be carefully discussed, because you can see what the consequences have befallen them.

The sleeve of "Fang Xiang's" is like a boundless abyss.

A steady stream of crimson stones was tossed in both directions, and the sand was drifting upwards faster and faster.

Di Fa explained to Lin Feng that these stones were actually not stones.

This is a fish paste made from fish.

These fish don't eat the rest of the small fish, and they don't eat algae.

On the contrary, their favorite food is ore.

Sharp teeth and sharp mouth.

Although they do not engage in carnivorous activity, they can nibble on ore.

Such teeth and strength make them beasts of prey, and they are not terrible overlords that ordinary people can handle.

Even the tribes that make a living from fishing in the sea or rivers will not embarrass them when they see these fish.

Because first of all, these fish are not tasty, and there is no benefit to eating them.

They have been gnawing on metal for many years, so that they have some metal smell on them.

The second is that these fish are also not easy to extract metals.

People who live on the seashore do not have enough fire to extract metals from fish.

So let these "moving metal fish" grow freely.

Later, the people who migrated to the "Great Lake" somehow found this group of fish that had become spirits, caught them, and refined them into a special metal.

And the waste material became fish paste!

These fish ointments have the effect of anesthetizing "sand and stones"!

(End of chapter)