In the woods east of Xiao Shi Village, five children around ten years old, their clothes made of hemp and their skin tanned by the sun, were crouching in the grass.,Seeing this, several dolls excitedly jumped up and clapped their hands at the doll in the middle.,An old man with snow-white hair, stood with his hands clasped behind his back, a wooden staff concealed. He was walking toward the riverbank from behind.。