This kind of tremor, this kind of sound intermingled together, is enough to give one's spirit a shock.
Everyone stopped their horses and turned their heads to look.
They saw several large fishing boats stranded on the sandy shore of the Qing River, and a man dressed as a fisherman, shirtless, barefoot, moving the boats with his hands.
He lifted the boats with both hands, stepping forward toward the riverbank.
In the sunlight, the small person and the large fishing boats formed a striking contrast.
With his steps, the earth trembled.
Everyone was dumbstruck.
The envoy quickly dismounted, respectfully approached the riverbank, saluted the fisherman, and then asked, "Sir, do you know if Xinci Temple needs to be moved further ahead?"
The fisherman glanced at him and curiously asked, "Where does this gentleman come from?"
