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Under Han Cheng's order, he picked up the drum and placed one end of the drum on top of the burning fire, more than 20 centimeters away from the flame to let the fire roast.

After roasting for a while, according to Shen Zi's instructions, the head was changed again, and the roasting continued.

The onlookers of the Qingque Tribe were amazed that the food would be more delicious when roasted on the fire. Now the Son of God asked someone to roast the drum on the fire. Is it so difficult to eat it?

Of course, Han Cheng didn't want to eat, but he remembered the way he saw before that the drum didn't ring very much in the cold weather.

Li He once wrote in "The Journey of the Prefect of Yanmen" that the frost is heavy and the cold is not heard, and the Qingque tribe is as cold now.

If you want to make the drum sound louder, it is very simple, just make the drum hot.

The drum that was heated by the fire was carried back and put into the rack. After Han Cheng signaled to several people in the room, a drumstick fell hard.

The leather covering the drum trembled rapidly, and a dull loud bang came from the drum, moving towards the surroundings.

Everyone in the Qingque Tribe inside and outside the house was shocked, and they only felt that the sound seemed to explode in their hearts.

The witch's eyes were filled with awe and admiration, and his mind was moved by the constant roar, and he forgot to perform the sacrifice for a while.

It wasn't until Han Cheng reminded him that he began to dance in a small area of ​​the house. His steps were unprecedentedly vigorous, and his movements were as natural and smooth as flowing clouds and flowing water. There is a feeling different from before.

It seems to be one step closer to the gods...

Han Cheng didn't know much about beating drums. He just beat drums in a cycle of 'boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom' according to the rhythm in his memory. Knock for a while as you like, anyway, whether there is anyone here who understands drums, everything is up to you.

After some dancing, the drumming stopped temporarily, and according to the previous order, the people around the door were separated, and Wu Xian, wearing a feather crown and holding a bone staff, danced out of the door and walked towards the cave.

Next came the second senior brother Sha, who was carrying the drum stand and the drum on the stand, and Han Dashenzi, who was carrying the drumsticks and knocking on the low drum from time to time.

Behind them are senior brother and Shang who are carrying the totem pole.

The rest followed behind the totem pole and headed for the cave together.

Inside the cave, amidst the sound of rumbling drums, Wu circled three times around the totem pole and the elder brother and Shang who were carrying the totem pole danced and danced three times. During the process, he spoke vaguely.

After three laps, the totem pole was lifted and rested in its original position.

A bonfire was lit, dispelling the darkness in the cave and illuminating everything clearly and brightly.

Drumming is a physical activity, and Han Cheng is already sweating.

Having had enough of playing drums, he took advantage of this brief opportunity to hand over the drumsticks to the idle elder brother.

Eldest brother seemed a bit cramped and shy, but he already wanted to be the shopkeeper, Han Dashenzi naturally wouldn't give him a chance to refuse.

After simply teaching some simple knocking methods, the drumsticks came into the hands of the elder brother.

The elder brother holding the drumstick was tense, with tension, anticipation and a sense of sacred responsibility.

This was the first time he participated in the sacrifice not as a bystander.

Moreover, I will personally handle this artifact that can absorb the sound of thunder...

All of this filled him with excitement and anticipation.

Amidst the roaring drums, the sacrificial ceremony, which was different from the past, began again.

Bows, arrows, and slings were respectfully placed on the stone platform in front of the totem poles. These were the best items for the people of the Qingque tribe to offer sacrifices to the gods.

Han Cheng, the false son of god, stood by the totem pole as before, enjoying the same treatment as a god of heaven - acting as a clay puppet.

With the dance of the witch and the rumbling drums, everyone sincerely thanked the gods for their care for the Qingque tribe, and thanked the Son of God for leading the Qingque tribe to become stronger step by step...

Because of the appearance of the drum, those who participated in the sacrifice were more devoted than ever.

After a lot of excitement, the sacrifice was over, and the totem pole was carried by senior brother and Shang again, and put back into the house.

Compared with the beginning, the ceremony should appear simple and deserted.

Also starting today, the sacrificial ceremony of the Qingque Tribe has been given a general framework, which is divided into roughly three procedures, welcoming the gods, offering sacrifices, and sending the gods off.

During these processes, the initial welcoming of the gods requires the Son of God to beat the drums himself, the witch to dance, and the leader and others to lift the totem pole where the gods live.

When offering sacrifices, the leader beats the drum...

Compared with the solo dance of witches in the past, this kind of sacrifice has a more sense of ritual, and it can also make people devote themselves wholeheartedly to it.

It can also better demonstrate the status of the Son of God, the witch, and the leader in the Qingque tribe.

Of course, these are just rough frameworks, and new things can be filled in later as needed.

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In the two or three days after the sacrifice, the Qingque tribe was immersed in that mysterious and inexplicable atmosphere.

That drum received great attention from the people of the Qingque tribe, and was carefully placed in front of the totem pole, enjoying the same treatment as the feather crown and bone staff.

After the sacrifice, people became more eager to make bows, feather arrows, and slings.

Every day, according to the request of the Son of God, he will play with slings or feather arrows outside.

However, the target of Feather Arrow is no longer the temporarily found wooden stake, but a rough rope woven with grass with a diameter of about half a meter, coiled tightly round and round.

At the very center of the straw coiled archery target, Han Cheng painted it black with black charcoal.

The rest of the places were also drawn out in circles with charcoal.

At the beginning, someone who could shoot the arrow on the target would attract cheers from others. Later, as people became more familiar with bows and arrows, more and more people could shoot the arrow on the target. On the target, it can no longer arouse much reaction from the crowd.

Only when Junior Brother Sha is like now, standing 60 meters away and shooting an arrow at the bullseye painted black by the Son of God can the crowd cheer.

Someone went to pull out the arrow, and it took a lot of effort to pull out the arrow shot by Junior Brother Sha from the target.

The man couldn't help being surprised, how powerful it was, with such a long distance, not only did he shoot through the grass target, but he also nailed the feather arrow into the wooden post behind the target!

After pulling out the feather arrow, he was surprised to find that this feather arrow was different from the feather arrow he was familiar with.

The arrowhead of this feathered arrow is not a wooden point that was ground out after being roasted by fire, but a piece of raw white bone that has been polished to a very sharp point.

No wonder the arrow was able to penetrate the straw target and drive into the wood.

He thought about it suddenly, and then a kind of enlightenment also appeared in his heart.

Yes, I and others can add sharp bones to Yujian's head!

Everyone also found out about this, and came to inquire about Brother Sha's bone-made arrowhead one after another.

Naturally, Junior Brother Sha would not keep it private, so he took out the remaining feather arrows in a good mood and showed them to everyone, while sharing with them the method of making bone arrowheads.