Before the temple, ancient cypresses bear withered boughs; above the hall, golden censers gather dim dust. A h…
Before the temple, ancient cypresses bear withered boughs; above the hall, golden censers gather dim dust. A hall hangs over the water, unchanging for millennia, anchoring the Yellow River's currents. Might the River Master dwell here? The Deities of the Four Great Rivers rule over these turbid streams. Is River Master truly a god? Without divine power, how could these raging turbid currents be tamed? Legends may weave conflicting tales beneath the surface.