This was something he found in the rafters of his house. The brazier had been a treasured possession of his grandfather, who never let anyone use it. Before, Su Shier hadn't cared much about it; after all, to him it was just an odd old brazier.,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.,"Hey, everyone, look! There's someone flying in the sky!"。