On the day the Emperor of Heaven beheaded Gun, blood rained down on Mount Yu.
Young Yu crawled out of his father's abdomen, holding half a piece of blood-stained soil in his palm.
Ten years later, he led his troops to split the Longmen Gorge, and the nine-tailed white fox's cry of being torn apart by a giant bear pierced the morning mist.
On the night when he rescued the white fox, Yu saw the head and body of a bear in the reflection on the river - that was the bond from the previous life and the divine power that created the mountain.
The first time I saw Nvjiao in Tushan Cave, blood was still oozing from the wound on her wrist: "Since you saved me, I will be your doom."
On the fourth day of his wedding, he turned around and stepped into the torrent. Unknown to him, the woman behind him had already grasped the witch bone fragment that had detected her pregnancy pulse.
At the moment when the bear's claws split Xuanyuan Mountain, the clay pot serving food exploded at Nvjiao's feet.
"It turns out that the one who devoured my husband... Was you!" She retreated towards the cliff, her dress turning into cold hard rock.
When Yu's cries shook the mountains, the messengers were screaming for Xingze to break the embankment.
Finally, he touched the remaining warmth on the stone and handed the newborn son to the attendant: "Tell the girl that I am destined to bear her..."
The flood control map stretched thousands of miles behind him, but in the end it failed to circle the way home.
