The child was crying for help!
"Father!"
Under the pressure of the heavy object, the child's entire face turned red.
Beads of rain fell.
The blood on the child's head was washed away.
He looked very pitiful!
Ye Xiangyang was unmoved, and his emotions were cold.
This was because he knew that he was only observing the experience of the bronze mask.
Even if what happened in front of him…
Tragic!
It was pitiful!
However, he was only a bystander!
He could only watch and could not do anything!
Perhaps, Ye Xiangyang could do the best he could, and the child, the dust of history, would remember it in his heart.
The blacksmith hurried over.
Seeing the scene in front of him, he rushed in front of the child without saying anything.
He used all his strength.
He was trying to save his child from the ruins!
"Daddy is here to save you!"
As a father, the power that the blacksmith could unleash in an instant was extremely powerful!
The veins on his hands bulged.
The tree branch was removed.
But now was the real test!
The weight of more than half the roof was not something that ordinary people could lift!
But fatherly love was great.
Satisfied with his strength, the blacksmith lifted half of the roof!
The child's mother rushed over.
Looking at the scene in front of him, there was no time to be surprised.
He hurriedly ran over.
He tried to pull the child out!
Unfortunately, it was useless!
Thus, the woman also helped the blacksmith lift the ruins of the roof!
With the help of the two of them, the roof was slowly lifted up.
I hope I see it!
"Father, Mother, it hurts!"
The child suddenly cried out in pain.
Fresh blood mixed with rainwater flowed on the floor.
The blacksmith comforted the child." It's okay. Daddy is here."”
"Mother is here too. Mother will save you later.”
As the ruins were lifted up, the two of them seemed to see hope.
Ye Xiangyang looked at the situation in front of him.
His emotions did not fluctuate at all.
Ye Xiangyang knew the result from the blood on the ground.
After a few minutes of rescue.
The ruins were moved away by the two of them.
However, the scene in front of them stunned them.
Their child's stomach had been pierced by a wooden stick!
The large amount of blood flowing on the ground came from his stomach!
At this moment.
The child's face was pale and he did not have any strength to speak!
The blacksmith panicked.
He didn't know what he should do!
"Child! My child! Don't sleep, Mommy is here."
"Don't sleep!"
The woman hugged her child and comforted him carefully.
However, the child could no longer hear him.
The child's hand dropped to the ground. He was no longer breathing!
The rumbling thunder, accompanied by a mother's roar, surrounded the house.
A father clenched his fists and remained silent.
The terrifying rain continued to fall.
There was no mercy!
Ye Xiangyang looked up at the sky. The dark sky did not improve because of the death of a child!
Instead, it became even more violent!
In the morning.
The sun rose as usual, leaving only a mess in this area!
Ye Xiangyang frowned.”
The rain last night lasted until three in the morning!
However, there were no rain clouds in the sky!
Just like last night.
The sky was clear for thousands of miles, but suddenly it was raining heavily!
Even if it was in a place with weird weather like Sichuan Province.
It was impossible for him to change so quickly!
"How's the mask coming along?"
The priest asked again.
However, when he came over this time, his mental state was far inferior to a few days ago!
Didn't sleep well last night?
The blacksmith scolded the priest,"My child is already dead, and you still want me to make a mask!"”
The priest looked behind the blacksmith.
Their family was holding a funeral!
Even after seeing this, the priest's expression remained cold.
"The weather was abnormal last night. It was the gods urging us to offer sacrifices.”
"I don't need to think about the consequences if it's delayed by a day.”
"Have you forgotten about the flash flood twenty years ago? That is, we have disobeyed the words of the gods!”
At this point, the blacksmith's temper was restrained.
"I'll definitely give it to you the day after tomorrow!"
Then, the blacksmith picked up the bronze mask on the side weakly.
He arrived at the forging furnace.
Continue to temper and polish!
As he polished, he cursed,"What bullshit Heavenly God! It's useless if there's a disaster. If there's no disaster, they'll ask us for things all day long!”
"If you don't give it to me, you're still unwilling!"
"You even killed my child! One day, I will make you pay with your blood!”
Heavenly God?
Ye Xiangyang was confused.
However, after thinking for a while, he realized that it was still the Xia Dynasty.
Were the commoners living well?
It all depended on the heavens!
"By offering sacrifices to pray for good weather in the coming year?”
"How naive. How can there be a Heavenly God in this world?”
The prototype of the mask was ready.
Now, the blacksmith began to polish the expression of the bronze mask.
A knife made of stone was carefully carved on the mask.
Ye Xiangyang was looking at the blacksmith's face.
From the other party's expression, one could see how serious he was about the bronze mask.
From his eyes, one could see the hatred in the blacksmith's heart!
Every time he carved, it was as if he was punishing the god in his heart.
Extremely cruel!
However, he was very serious about the things he created.
He would not slack off!
After carving, it was time to polish.
He used a lot of force when he was polishing it!
But he was very restrained!
It was as if the mask was his enemy and his own child!
In the end.
After a few days of polishing, the mask was completed!
"So this is how the Bronze Mask was born!”
Ye Xiangyang was excited.
Because he had witnessed the craftsmanship of the ancient people in making bronze masks!
One had to know that this bronze mask would still be the same thousands of years later.
It was proof of an era!
The archaeologists who saw the mask were all wondering what kind of craftsmanship was used to make this bronze mask!
That lifelike craftsmanship!
It was something that countless archaeologists dreamed of!
Ye Xiangyang, however, knew everything that happened when he made the bronze mask!
"The mask is done."
When the priest came again, the blacksmith handed the mask to him.
"Alright."
The priest didn't say much. After taking the mask, he didn't say anything.
He took the mask and left.
Ye Xiangyang's vision followed him.
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