A long time ago, the Emperor of Heaven had a total of ten sons, and ten sons took turns on duty every day, bringing warm sunshine to the people of the Nether and making people live a happy and happy life.
Because fun and interesting things often happen on the way to duty, all ten of them have to come to work. But in this way, people can be miserable.
Ten suns grilled the earth like a furnace, the forest caught fire, and the river bottomed out.
People were hungry and hot, countless people died, ten suns played happily, but people suffered more than ever.
Later, the sharpshooter Houyi, who everyone worshipped, appeared. It turned out that Houyi heard people complaining, saw the suffering people were experiencing, and was ready to shoot the sun.
He stood on a towering hill, raised his bow, picked up an arrow from behind, and listened only to bang, bang, bang... With a few sounds, nine suns were shot down.
As he prepared to shoot the tenth sun, he thought to himself: If the last sun is also shot down by me, the world will fall into eternal darkness.
Better keep one! So he threw away the last arrow in his hand.
After this incident, Houyi became a great hero that everyone admired and admired.