Xuanwu Rebirth Diary

In the great wilderness of the previous life, the Xuanwu clan was not the only one who celebrated the burnt famine sacrifice.

At that time, the sacrificial place was located in Daze in the middle of the country. When the burnt famine was offered, all ethnic groups would rush to the middle. Tianjiuye will disperse.

But now, the Great Wilderness has gone through a catastrophe, and there are almost no relics of the previous life left. Probably only the Xuanwu tribe who survived by luck still remember the Burnt Desolation Sacrifice.

After tens of thousands of years, the sacrificial offerings have already changed in appearance, and even the pronunciation of this specific title has become blurred. Yue Liang tried to distinguish Shun Cang's words for a long time before he realized that the other party said "burnt famine sacrifice" ", can't help but be happy.

"I just woke up not long ago, and I don't know how the Burnt Desolation Sacrifice is doing now, what are you going to do?" Yue Liang asked excitedly, "Do you want to rehearse the sacrifice dance?"

Shun Cang rubbed his head, and said a little embarrassedly, "In the past, there were sacrifices. In addition to offering sacrifices to heaven and earth, everyone had to climb up the abandoned temple to worship ancestor gods... Uh, this, you and the emperor were lying in the sarcophagus at that time, and everyone didn't know I have worshiped for tens of thousands of years. Now that the ancestor god has returned, it is naturally not easy to worship again."

The ancestor god is now alive and will run around, not a sleeping spiritual totem. The elders have been discussing whether to worship the ancestors these days.

"I need to store winter grain, clean the vine house, find firewood for the winter, and repair all the damaged places in the village. I used to make vine fruit wine, but now the water has been burned, and I really can't brew it." Claws, count them carefully.

Yue Liang was not happy anymore, and always felt that these were things they did every day. The Burnt Desolation Sacrifice was a lively ceremony, and they should do more fun things.

Shun Cang thought for a while and remembered one thing.

"It seems that there hasn't been a bonfire meeting in the clan for a long time. It happened once when the ancestor god returned to the clan. At that time, he became a lot of couples. The snowstorm is approaching, so it's better to create an opportunity for everyone to find out before the eternal night. Couple, it's also a good way to spend the eternal night alone."

The thoughtful young Xuanwu is always afraid to confess, and needs a little motivation.

Yue Liang was very willing to help. He was happy to see the excitement of the juniors talking about their relationship, and proposed to go to the sea to catch a lot of mussels, so that the bonfire at the Burning Desolation Festival would be more enthusiastic.

Fishing mussels is hard work, not to mention that Yueliang boasted that Haikou would make enough for the whole family of Xuanwu, so he had to spend a whole day preparing.

Tai Yang was forced to move, although he was very reluctant to do it, but he still had to follow Yue Liang with a net bag, to be an emotionless mussel porter.

The place where the mussels are picked is still at the bottom of the false sea, at the entrance of a thousand caves.Dongqin and a nest of sea-monsters lived in the cave, but the sea-monsters hadn't appeared since being beaten by the emperor last time, and Yue Liang hadn't seen the sea-monsters for a long time.

He had never seen Dongqin again, Zangli specially came to the Xuanwu Tribe to ask several times, but he could only regretfully say that he did not know Dongqin's whereabouts, because since that day when he left the cave with Tai Yang, Dongqin had moved. I don't know which cave to hide in.

Yueliang came down this time just to pick up mussels, and left after picking them up, not wanting to disturb the savior, and frantically picked up the mussels on the beach covered with mussels, only picking the biggest ones, big and fat, and biting The kind of sizzling soup.

He also saved a little selfishness, got himself a small bag of colorful shells, and planned to go back and make a wind chime.

After picking up a net bag, he put it on Taiyang's back, with the balance on both sides stabilized, he patted Taiyang's dragon's back, and said with a smile, "The emperor is so wise and mighty, and today I make him do a hard job, bear the burden of humiliation, really call me I can't bear it."

He touched Tai Yang's dragon horn, and hummed again, "The villain has achieved his will, and I have achieved my wish."

Tai Yang smiled, and gestured towards a big rock, "The gray shells you are looking for, there are two."

Yue Liang let out a cry, ran over quickly, took it off carefully, lifted it up, looked at it through the light for a while, and couldn't help being elated, "Great, I found two perfect ones. These can be hung by the window of the bedroom, Alang, you What do you think?"

He didn't wait for an answer, so he looked behind him strangely.

But seeing Tai Yang staring at the rock, thoughtful for a while, and then slowly said, "God of East Qin, don't come here without any harm."

"The emperor is broken, Dongqin is stupid, and can't bear the emperor's cry of God."

A figure turned around behind the rock, it was Dong Qin.

He changed into a blue feather coat, which looked like the belly feathers of a blue bird, but it was not transformed from his original feathers, but a patchwork coat made by patching together the feathers of many blue birds.

Yue Liang guessed that maybe the other party, like his shellless bastard, had to give up some of his own things in order to survive in the last days.

Thinking about it this way, I couldn't help but feel some sympathy for each other.

Dong Qin carried a wooden spear on his shoulder, and the spearhead pierced two fish. It seemed that he had just come back from hunting, and happened to meet two people who were picking mussels at the door of his house. Say hello.

But now that the emperor has found himself, it is impossible to pretend to be a stone.

He stepped forward, looked at Tai Yang's complexion, and said with a smile, "The emperor is really powerful, he recovered from the backlash of the spell in just a few days, and now his complexion is very good, he has recovered."

Tai Yang nodded, "Thank you for taking care of me a few days ago."

Yueliang has been thinking about this kindness all the time, and thinking that his tribe is going to have a sacrificial day, he warmly invited, "Dongqin, would you like to come to the Xuanwu tribe for a day? In a few days it will be the Burnt Desolation Sacrifice, and we are preparing for the sacrificial ceremony." Dian, it will be very lively."

Dong Qin obviously remembered this "ancient relic" left over from his previous life, he let out an ah, and smiled, with a nostalgic look on his face.

"The Burnt Desolation Sacrifice. I haven't seen it for a long time. It seems that I haven't heard of it since it collapsed into this new world. Now that I mention it, I really miss that lively scene."

He was a little shaken, but considering that Zangli was also on land and had a close personal relationship with the Xuanwu tribe, he couldn't help but keep a little extra thought, and tentatively asked Yue Liang, "Zangli...I mean, the deer god, he will go too ?"

Yue Liang thought about it seriously, then shook his head, "Yesterday I went to look for him specially. He has not healed from the injury he suffered when he fought against the mountain fire last time, and his spiritual energy has been greatly depleted. He hasn't left the forest these days."

"However, he promised me that he will come and take a look at the night of the burnt famine."

He knew that there was still a grudge between the two, so he didn't hide it. Just when he thought Dong Qin would refuse, Dong Qin agreed.

"Okay, I'll take a look quietly. I just hope His Highness will keep the word for me, as if I've never been to the Xuanwu tribe. I just want to see the bonfire of the Burnt Desolation Festival." After all, it's been ten thousand years, so Wiping the fun really made him miss it a lot.

Yue Liang dragged two heavy net bags, followed Tai Yang to the shore.

On the one hand, he was still muttering, "Ah Lang, I thought Dong Qin would not agree, but he nodded now, so how should we entertain him?"

After all, it is considered a lifesaver, and the courtesies and the like must be done more grandly.

Tai Yang carried four pockets, but his tone was still calm, "Since he said he didn't want to disturb the crowd, don't worry about him, presumably he has his own considerations, so Ah Liang can let him go."

Yueliang knew that Dongqin must be afraid of meeting Zangli, so he needed to hide. He himself didn't want to interfere in the affairs between the two of them. side, so that Dong Qin can easily avoid it when he sees it.

The plain has long been burned to the ground. Originally, there was a vast forest between the sea cliff and the plain. Now that there is no shelter, you can see the small village of the Xuanwu tribe on the plain below at a glance.

Small dome houses made of quenched slag were gathered together in a group, and many winding roads were built during the period, and a low wall was built with stones outside the village.

Looking at the scale, maybe it can develop into a village or a city-state in the future. It will grow bigger and bigger, and more and more Xuanwu will live in it, and it will become what it was in the previous life.

Yue Liang rolled his sleeves and trousers, looking like a fisherman who just came back from the sea, but he was thinking about his Xuanwu prosperity in his mind, and couldn't help making trouble for Tai Yang, "Hey, A Lang, do you think it is possible for us to get up again? Take control of the Extreme North again?"

Tai Yang now follows him to work with him, and he no longer wears the embroidered gentleman's jacket when he goes out. The arrow sleeves of the middle jacket are casually tied up, the hem is folded at a corner, and it is lifted up and fixed at the waist. It looks like he is going out The hunting prince's attire is neat and handsome.

He took a look at Yue Liang's tugging posture, took the other party's net bag, put it on his shoulder, and said normally, "Judging from the current development of the Great Wilderness, if you want to dominate the Great Wilderness, it's okay, follow the lonely way Just keep fighting. The water and soil in the Central Plains are richer in aura, and going there will be good for your old wounds."

He spoke plainly, but Yue Liang was startled when he heard it, and hurriedly waved his hands, "Forget it, I don't want to fight anymore, it's not good at all."

Dijun probably just said it casually, and the possibility of really doing it is still very small.Yue Liang didn't take this matter seriously, and turned the page again in a few words.

Before returning to the clan, two or three miles away from the entrance of the village, little Xuanwu with good eyes found that the ancestor god had returned, and came out to help pick up the fish.

With helpers, the mussels were quickly transported back to the clan, and the ancestor god Yueliang fulfilled his promise.

The clan has been well repaired these days, everything is brand new, the path is spacious and flat, the work teams are in order, and a huge bonfire has been set up in the central square to prepare for the bonfire meeting of the Burnt Desolation Festival.

The little basalts worked tirelessly and ran a long way to find logs and vines in the unburned forest in the east to build a sacrificial altar; of.

After working in the dark for a long time, it was not until the day before the Burnt Desolation Sacrifice that the Xuanwu clan really relaxed, and the whole clan devoted themselves to the festival.

The day before the burnt sacrifice, according to the family rules, Shun Cang would bring the Xuanwu to carry the sacrifices to the foot of the ancient mountain surrounded by Jianyuan to worship the ancestors.

Since the ancient mountain will only come down due to the tide every spring, the rest of the time it will be towering into the sky. Let alone it is winter now, the giant tree Mizusawa has been burned, and Xuanwu has no bridge to climb. Do your best at the foot of the mountain and you're done.

But Yueliang could fly, or relying on his mate to fly, he wanted to fly to the top of the ancient mountain to take a look.

At the beginning, he woke up in the abandoned temple on the top of the mountain. Now that everything is settled, he couldn't help but wonder what kind of state he was in when he just woke up.