Heaven Civilization Salvation System

Chapter 14 God Will Listen to My Orders

Hope for three years. Azhe, the new patriarch of the "Xuan" tribe, officially ascended the throne. He was 16 years old in the same year and was the youngest patriarch of the Xuan tribe.

"Wu Yuan", who assassinated the patriarch of the previous generation, was pushed to the entrance of the village, and he yelled madly, "Why, why give the totem pole to A Zhe, why everyone wants him to be the patriarch, I am the Xuan tribe The greatest person, I am the savior, you are all wrong, wrong."

With an order, the clan witch "Wu Qi" cut off Wu Yuan's head with tears in his eyes. The old clan witch's strength is not strong, and there is no stone knife to open the front. When the head and neck are separated, Wu Yuan has already died. No interest.

No one sympathized with Wu Yuan, and no one in the primitive tribe would pity such a person. Even Wu walked in the village, and he was criticized by everyone's eyes.

Why, why, the son of the clan witch was so insidious, why was he so jealous that he killed Ariel.

Only Fang Zhe knew in his heart that this was the second time Wu Yuan had hurt him.

During the second dungeon, both Ah Gang and his son Ali were extremely honest and diligent, and they were always at the forefront of the hunting team.It is impossible for a person's personality to change so quickly.

Think about it carefully, in the first dungeon, on the day of the hunt, the former patriarch's weapon brought by the clan witch may be Wu Yuan's idea, using this to provoke the relationship between Ah Gang and Fang Zhe, and Wu Yuan is the clan witch son.

In this way, this is a perfect plan to kill with a borrowed knife. For the first time, Fang Zhe fell not in the hands of Ah Gang and Ah Gang, but in the hands of the extremely jealous Wu Yuan.

After figuring this out, Fang Zhe felt a chill all over his body. This must be changed. Otherwise, when he released the dungeon, the duration of civilization would be greatly reduced by this terrible system.

Divine power cannot be higher than royal power, it can only be equal to or lower than royal power. Once the primary and secondary are reversed, it will definitely cause uncontrollable consequences.

But there is no rush for this matter. My father, Ariel, just passed away, and I am new to the position. It is time to appease people's hearts. can wait.

Wait until autumn to harvest, wait until winter comes,
Grinding sun-dried wheat into flour is an extremely tedious job.Hope that there are no horses or cows in the village, so it is impossible to talk about using animal power.Although there is a river outside the village, Fang Zhe has no impression of how to use water power to grind the mill.

The work of husking the wheat is left to women only, and it usually lasts for a long time.In contrast, although manual grinding is laborious, it is also simple.

When the first package of new wheat flour was delivered to Tianhao, the autumn harvest had been over for four days.

The color of the flour is grayish, even a little black, not the powdery white as I remember, which shows that there is a lot of bran mixed in it.In the civilized age, the refined noodle "eight-five flour" (85 catties of noodles produced from one catty of wheat) can only be made by continuously shelling one hundred catties of wheat to remove a large amount of bran. It is too luxurious in this era, and it is far beyond the villagers. Logical concept of "food".

Mixing water and kneading the dough, while waiting for the dough to ferment, Ah Xiang kept chopping meat on the chopping board.Ah Xiong hunted a deer on the mountain. It is worth mentioning that after the death of his father Ariel, this kid really woke up. Apart from hunting every day, he was exercising. Obviously, he was also in great pain.

This kind of running animal doesn't have much fat in its body. Fang Zhe chopped up a stickleback and asked Ah Xiang to mix the two kinds of meat and chop it into minced meat.In this way, it will not feel too chai when you eat it.

Potatoes have grown.These thick-skinned and thick-skinned guys grow extremely vigorously.It has grown to the size of two fists, and I used a shovel to dig a big hole in the ground, and then picked it up.The thick skin looks like a nut shell, and the separated fleshy part is yellow-orange, exuding an attractive sweet aroma.

Tianhao chose a few pieces of potatoes for Ah Xiang to chop up, mix them with the prepared minced meat, and add various seasonings and salt.

Axiang is now his woman, and Ariel failed to see them get married.The wedding was accomplished only after the two families had a meal together.

It's not that Fang Zhe wants to be irresponsible in the future, but it's not necessary.In the age of civilization, the moral framework is useless in this world. In the eyes of primitive tribes, sticking to the marriage rules of the past will appear to be incompatible with the entire society. Something happened.

As the leader of the village, just like ordinary clansmen, if he wants to celebrate with his clan...including Ah Wei and the clan witch, everyone will think that Fang Zhe is an idiot and a lunatic, and will further suspect Ah Xiang.

Thinking that she was a terrible witch, she had bewitched the great and wise patriarch, and tempted him to do heresy and incomprehensible terrible behavior when the patriarch was just an adult and didn't understand the rules.

In the face of heresy, the only end for primitive tribes is to be tied to a tree and burned alive.

Since the harvest is bumper, we must treat guests.Fang Zhe invited Zuwu and Awei, as well as Alin and Afeng.Awei is his brother-in-law now, and Fang Zhe has completely handed over the hunting team to him. The family is very relieved.The place at home is big, and there are many people and it doesn't seem crowded at all.

People watched him spread out the dough skillfully, roll it out with a smooth round wooden stick, fill the middle with the fillings prepared in advance, make pies, and put animal meat in the hot pot. The oil is slowly burning, and the air soon emits a strong aroma that is mouth-watering.

Fang Zhe used the lazy method, he baked the pancakes very big.Doing so saves trouble and effort.The hot pie left the pot and lay flat on the cutting board. Fang Zhe cut it with a kitchen knife and distributed it to the people sitting around with a smile.

very hot!The dough is soaked in gravy and bear oil, firmly locking the delicious filling.

When he took the first bite, Ah Wei fell in love with this kind of pie completely.Regardless of the heat, he sucked in the air-conditioning, the gravy and meat oil danced on the tip of his tongue, and swallowed it in a panic, almost without tasting anything.The second bite was big, and the food filled his entire mouth. He nodded while eating, his eyes full of happiness.

Ah Xiang called more than a dozen women, and they imitated Fang Zhe's movements, kneading the noodles in large basins, and then chopped the meat.

In this way, without any warning, a simple small-scale banquet unknowingly turned into a large-scale gathering with the participation of the whole village.The staple food is only this kind of pie, but the meat filling is different.

Everyone thought it was a gift from the young leader.The new way of eating is more delicious than the monotonous steamed buns.

When everyone had eaten and drank enough, Fang Zhe waved his hand. Ah Xiang understood the meaning very smartly and took everyone out. Only the clan witch "Wu Qi" and the hunting team were left in Nuo Da's room. The captain "Awei", the deputy captain "Alin", and the newly established department, the patrol captain "Afeng".

Seeing such a scene, the clan witch understood that this was a Hongmen banquet planned by Fang Zhe. After waiting for so long, he had mastered the village's force, hunting team, and established a new department to divide up the power. He didn't want to wait any longer.

My father's death is still vivid in my mind, and the restructuring is just around the corner, and I can't wait for a moment.

"Clan witch, the totem god gave me instructions yesterday, said"

"Witches are the people who are closest to us. Don't let the six sense organs be impure, and let the four elements be empty."

"I don't know which of the Big Four." The clan witch's voice was very low and slow. Wu Yuan's death caused him great psychological harm. He even wanted to resign as a witch because he had no way to teach his son, but he couldn't find a successor for the time being. After all, he is just an old man who is dedicated to his duty.

"Sekong, the shaman, should hold the body of the mirror", don't lose your eyes.

"Caikong, shaman, don't bring it with you in life, and don't take it with you in death."

"Renkong, shaman, should uphold the selflessness of inheritance, and pay attention to the source of talent."

"Emptyness, shaman, keep the six sense organs pure, and see that the five aggregates are all empty."

"One heart is not attached, the four elements are all empty. Empty is bitter, and the air turns into the clear wind and returns to the earth."

"Each is famous, but none has me."

As the voice became louder and louder, Fang Zhe gradually stood up, and his voice was like thunder. If he wanted to break the divine power, he could only start from this point. Witches cannot have offspring, and they cannot be sentimental. When law enforcement is impartial, the divine power cannot be high. As for royal power, theocracy cannot be separated from the law.

Awei, Alin, and Afeng also stood up. Before this banquet, they had discussed for a long time. For Azhe, they surrendered from the bottom of their hearts. Only 16 years old.

Everyone stood up and stared at the witch. The clan witch didn't speak, but just sat quietly. Before coming, he also guessed a little bit, but he didn't expect it to be such a scene. , it was a bolt from the blue.

"Is that so?" Wu broke the anxious atmosphere, and with these words, smiles appeared on everyone's faces.

"It has to be like this." Fang Zhe replied firmly.
"Okay, then follow what the totem god said." After finishing speaking, Wu got up and walked out, with a slightly hunched back, trembling slightly, and the old man obviously did not have the calmness shown in his heart.

Since then, in the autumn of three years of hope, the theocracy has gradually declined.

(End of this chapter)