The live fortune telling is so accurate that the whole network is waiting to watch.

Enyuan nodded: "I should have come to see you yesterday, but something urgent happened at home-"

He paused, and added in a heavy tone: "There was a funeral. My wife passed away, so I couldn't come in time to welcome you. I'm really sorry!"

Pan Mao was shocked when he heard this and said, "Patriarch En, please accept my condolences."

There was still sadness in Enyuan's eyes. He forced a smile and waved his hand: "In fact, we have all been mentally prepared. From the age of 30, we, the En family, must be mentally prepared to begin to welcome death."

Pan Mao asked: "Excuse me, is your wife also from this tribe?"

Enyuan shook his head: "We generally don't marry within our own tribe, otherwise one will die when the time comes. My wife is more than a month older than me, and she didn't show any symptoms of premature aging before. But she died suddenly on her 35th birthday."

There was a hint of despair in his eyes: "I suspect that our curse has begun to affect our family!"

"Let me talk about the footage we captured today. I've watched the video and it's really shocking. Our god has arrived, that's right!"

"I want to climb the Goddess Peak and ask the gods to lift the curse on our people. But my body..."

He smiled helplessly, "I will be 35 in a month. My body has been aging rapidly in the past six months. I am out of breath after walking a few steps, let alone climbing the Goddess Peak. To be honest, I can smell the approaching breath of death now."

"Enshi is my cousin, a few years younger than me, and has better physical strength. I hope he can take my place, climb the Goddess Peak, meet the gods, and find a way to lift the curse."

"Fu Jun is a good friend of mine who I've known for many years. He has been trying to help us find a way to break the curse over the past few years."

"But I'm not sure if we can get to the presence of the gods with just the two of them. Miss Sang, I know you are very capable, so I hope you can help the remaining 1000 people in our En family survive!"

Sang Feiwan listened to him quietly, and suddenly said, "Have you ever thought that maybe when you all die, this curse will be lifted."

Enyuan didn't expect Sang Feiwan to say such a thing, and was speechless for a moment.

Fu Jun, the master of metaphysics, was immediately annoyed: "Chief En was so polite and kind to you, how could you speak like that? Do you know how terrifying it is to be shrouded in death?"

Sang Feiwan shook his head honestly: "Unfortunately, I am not a short-lived person, so I don't have the fear of dying."

"You!" The other person's face changed in anger because of her words.

Enshi didn't expect that Sang Feiwan would say such a thing, and he couldn't help but be a little surprised.

Pan Maze quickly came out to smooth things over: "Miss Sang is just quick-tempered, but she is actually very kind and helpful. Thanks to her help before, otherwise I would have died in the mental hospital."

Enyuan was not angry at Sang Feiwan's words. Instead, he smiled bitterly:

"If all our people died out and this curse disappeared from the world, it would be fine. Many families in history became extinct without realizing it. But for 1000 years, the number of people in our tribe has remained at around 1000."

"Died early, but didn't let us die out. This curse is really cruel!"

Pan Mao couldn't help but become curious: "What happened 1000 years ago? Why did such a vicious curse come about? Chief En, why don't you tell us your story in detail? That way, we can decide whether we can help you."

Enyuan said: "I am ready to tell you everything."

As he spoke, he took out a thread-bound book. The book was very thick, about the thickness of an idiom dictionary.

There was no decoration on the kraft paper cover, only four big characters "Enxian County Chronicles".

The paper inside the book has long turned yellow, and I don't know how many years it has gone through.

"The past happened too long ago. The only thing handed down is this county annals, which vaguely records the stories of those years. It was only after I became the patriarch of my tribe at the age of 20 that I saw some of the truth from this book."

As Chief En spoke, he turned the title page of the book, and also opened up the history that had been sealed for 1000 years.

1000 years ago, there was a peaceful small town at the foot of the Shuern Snow Mountain Range.

Because of its remote location, the people here have always lived in peace with the world. They have built villages and towns at the foot of the snow-capped mountains and lived and multiplied.

They believe in the god of snow mountains and worship devoutly in the direction of the mountains every morning.

Whenever dusk falls, they worship again in the afterglow of the setting sun.

They believe that there are gods in the world, and that sincere offerings and worship can allow the gods to protect them for generations.

And their lives are indeed pretty good.

Although they have never been rich, for thousands of years, even though dynasties changed and wars broke out in the outside world, this place has always been a pure land.

The clearest spring water flows on the snow-capped mountains, and the freshest green grass grows at the foot of the mountains. They raise cattle and sheep here, and no natural disasters have ever occurred.

Even if it is a disaster year outside, there is still abundant water and grass here.

People believed that all this was due to the protection of God.

Therefore, every household is particularly pious to the gods.

If someone slaughtered cattle or sheep, they would use the best part to offer sacrifice to the gods.

If a family is planning a wedding, they must tell the gods about it reverently at the foot of the snow-capped mountains and pray for their blessings.

Even if someone dies, they will use the sky burial method and place the body under the Goddess Peak, hoping that the gods can take away the soul of their loved one.

In such a favorable environment, their population development reached an unprecedented peak.

At its peak, the population reached 30,000. Although it was still a small town at the time, it had already become a city.

So they petitioned the imperial court to expand the original small town into a county, and then have the clan leader serve as the county magistrate to govern the county themselves.

At that time, residents in remote areas were extremely united, regarded the clan leader as the supreme leader, and were indifferent to the court and the country.

Therefore, the clan leader has great power and can even serve as the county magistrate.

Although the patriarch at that time was very powerful, he had no children.

So he prayed devoutly towards the Goddess Peak every day, praying that the God of Snow Mountains would give him a child.

One night, the young patriarch dreamed of a snowflake falling on his wife's belly, and he heard a little girl's clear laughter, as pure and beautiful as the gurgling water in the mountains.

After waking up, he told his wife: "We will definitely give birth to a girl. I heard her laughter in my dream. God, the great god of the snow mountain! He must have heard our prayers and will give us a child, a girl!"

Not long after, his wife became pregnant.

Everyone said that his wife's belly was pointed, so it should be a boy, and he would definitely inherit the position of clan leader in the future.

But the patriarch firmly believed that his wife was pregnant with a girl because he clearly heard a girl's laughter in his dream.

Although he also wanted to give birth to a son so that there would be someone to carry on his legacy.

But since it was a child given by God, no matter whether it was a boy or a girl, he was grateful.

He also gave the child a nice name, Enshu.

He incorporated the "Shu" from Shu'en Snow Mountain into the name of his unborn daughter to express his gratitude for the gift of the Snow Mountain God.