God's Descend

"Boom—boom—"

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

On the earth, from far to near, in all directions, there was a rapid and orderly sound of drums.

Listening to the familiar drumbeat, Jiang Yunan looked up at the sky with a shock all over his body. There were ten suns in the sky.

...He is back?

There was a loud drumbeat, and someone shouted loudly.

"—Yi!"

The square in front of the tribe was full of people, and a tall and strong man with a naked upper body and only an animal skin skirt stood out from the crowd.

His muscular arms stretched to the full bowstring, and he shot suddenly.Three arrows flew out with a "swish", and flew past the chief's head dangerously, leaving a hole on the stone wall behind him.

Hou Yi retracted his bow and laughed loudly: "Welcome the Chief Chief—"

His arrows are faster and stronger than before, and can already sink into stubborn stones.With his archery skills, it is only a matter of time before he becomes the leader of the Hou Shao Clan.

No one dared to offend him, so even if he was so disrespectful, no one dared to reprimand him.

The chief sweated profusely on his forehead: "How dare you..."

"Why don't I dare?" Hou Yi casually put his bow back, "God bestowed on me a whole body of supernatural power, so that I can eliminate the evils of the world." He grinned grinningly. Besides, you coward?"

"Yi," Elder Hougu stepped forward, "I brought back a lot of slaves this time, and some female slaves are in their childbearing years. As the leader of our clan's warriors, you can pick a few and take them away."

Hou Yi didn't even look at the group of slaves: "I heard that in some tribes, a grass is planted on the slave's head to indicate that it can be traded. Today, the chief came back with a feather on his head... It's very interesting to think about it." 'Happy."

The chief was so angry that he could hardly stand still, he gritted his teeth: "Now the Sun worshipers rule Kyushu, and among the gods of Dongyi, Lord Dijun is the most respected! Which tribe doesn't want to be a subordinate force of the mother of the sun? You can't change your mind bend!"

Hou Yi snorted coldly, turned his head and left: "...accept the thief as your father."

In the square, the crowd who came to greet the chief were disturbed by Hou Yi, and they gradually dispersed for fear of implicating themselves.

It's almost winter, and I don't know how many people will die this winter.They want to hunt more animals before the animals hibernate, or find some non-perishable fruits to hide for their women and children to eat.

As for these new slaves...

Some people looked at them with critical eyes, trying to find a less skinny one to raise first. After all, many slaves "disappeared" every winter, and some families survived the long winter relying on their own slaves .

Jiang Yunan shuddered.

Yes, he realized belatedly that his current identity was a slave, or one of them that looked fleshy and tender.

The elders in the tribe began to preside over the division of slaves.

Elder Hougu watched Houyi grow up. He was the one who took Houyi to the mountains for the first time to hunt when he was 12 years old. He has always had some affection for this child.

Some warriors of the same age as Hou Yi have four or five children, but he has not even had a slave, let alone a woman.Elder Hou Gu decided on his own initiative and ordered the most beautiful female slave among the group of slaves.

"Come out. Which tribe did you belong to?"

The female slave was a little frightened, holding on to her naked animal skin skirt, she stood up timidly: "Yes, my lord... I am from the Heishui tribe in Hexi."

The Blackwater Tribe lost to the subordinate forces of the Sun Worship Tribe a few months ago. All the warriors became slaves of the Sun Mother Xihe, and the rest became slaves together with several other defeated tribes.This time the chieftain went to the Rimu Yin tribe to express his submission, and these slaves were the rewards he got.

Hou Gu sized her up: "Have you ever had a child?"

The slave girl said, "There was one, and it died not long after."

Hou Gu nodded: "Leave this slave girl to Yi."

Yi?The woman reacted, and her face suddenly turned pale.

"...The one just now? No! I don't want it!"

She knelt on the ground and kowtowed violently, breaking her forehead with so much force, leaving a bright red patch on the ground: "Please, my lord! Please, my lord! I don't want to die..."

Hou Gu suddenly changed his expression: "Yi is the leader of my tribe's warriors, it is your blessing to be his slave!"

The woman cried out: "He is disrespectful to the Supreme God and Godmother! God will punish him! I..."

Hou Gu waved his hand, and the warrior behind him took a step forward, and the spear tip passed through her chest, blocking her remaining words.

Hou Gu said: "The meat will be distributed to the warriors who travel with the chief as a reward."

The warrior nodded and dragged the body away.

The remaining slaves began to tremble one by one, and many female slaves began to sob softly.Jiang Yunan didn't want to be too conspicuous, so as soon as he lowered his head, he felt someone's gaze was on him.

"That white-skinned slave, stand up."

Jiang Yunan took a deep breath and raised his head.Among the dark or sallow-skinned natives with dirty faces, he is indeed too conspicuous as a pampered and fair-skinned modern person.It's just that the timing of his crossing was too unfortunate, and he didn't have time to smear his face with mud.

He came out obediently, accepting the elder's scrutiny without being humble or overbearing.

As a slave, he doesn't have the humility of a slave.Hou Gu doesn't like him a little bit, but he is indeed the most outstanding among the crowd, but it's a pity that he is not a woman.

"Just him."

Jiang Yunan just wanted to scold her.He even began to wonder if the old and immortal long-haired chicken had deliberately used some tricks - the slave status at the beginning, and was assigned to a primitive aborigine who looked very ferocious.Now he only prays for those with healthy limbs to survive this winter.

The native named "Yi" who was good at archery, he had doubted his connection with the mythical hero who shot the sun.But the more important thing now is whether he can eat people or not?

Jiang Yunan was frightened, thinking about his own healing ability, the more he thought about it, the more afraid he became.When he was brought to Houyi’s tent, the small space made of wood and animal skins, let’s call it a “tent”, he was already thinking about how he would die if he was locked up as “long-term food that can recover itself” up.

The man who led him lifted the animal skin curtain: "Yi, Elder Hougu picked a slave for you."

Hou Yi didn't even wear an animal skin skirt, and he walked around with a bird in a big lala.He frowned, and just about to refuse, he saw the young man in front of him who only reached his chest height and was weaker than the women in the tribe trembled and nearly fell to the ground.

"Tsk."

Jiang Yunan was afraid that he would follow in the footsteps of that female slave. He hadn't found Zhuyin yet, so he couldn't die somewhere no one knew.He raised his head, just about to show a kind smile, and call out "My lord" obediently, but before the corners of his mouth could be raised, his feet suddenly left the ground and spun.

The barbarian named Yi grabbed him, clamped him between his arms and body like a cargo, and walked into the tent.

The curtain fell, blocking all light.

The tent was unexpectedly clean. Although things were messy, there was no peculiar smell.

The man pulled off the animal skin skirt, sat on the bed and looked at him, and said very badly: "You will be the slave of the marksman from now on, you are lucky."

Hearing his tone, Jiang Yunan wanted to strangle him to death. Why is a primitive native so arrogant?He squeezed out a smile as gentle as possible: "Yes, my lord."

"Sharp Shooter" raised his foot and kicked him to the ground.

Seeing that he obviously didn't use much strength, but the little slave stumbled and got up rubbing his buttocks, he said dissatisfiedly, "You are too weak."

Jiang Yunan lowered his head and rolled his eyes: "Oh."

Hou Yi thought this little slave was a bit amusing.

He has always been sensitive to other people's emotions, this little slave does not obey him, he can see it naturally.He found it strange that this man had no sense of slavishness as a slave, nor did he have any sense of inferiority.Standing in front of him, it seemed that he was the one in control.

"Do you have a name?"

"Jiang Yunan."

"Tsk, what a strange name." Hou Yi frowned, "I'll call you Yu."

"No."

Hou Yi was taken aback when he heard the words, and looked at the slave who dared to defy him in disbelief: "What did you say?"

Jiang Yunan lowered his head and looked obedient: "I say no, my lord." He paused and continued, "In the tradition of my family, only couples can call each other like this."

Sure enough, his native master frowned again, stopped mentioning the matter, and asked instead: "Where do you come from?" He couldn't help but glance at the little slave again, "People in your tribe are just like you ?"

Jiang Yunan made nonsense: "I come from the tribe at the end of Danshui, the source of Blackwater, at the foot of Zhongshan Mountain. The sun and the moon can't shine there, so my tribe is not tall, and the skin is whiter. Because the physique is not strong. , was exterminated very early.”

The aborigine with big breasts, no brains, no brains and brute strength obviously accepted this statement. He nodded, looked at him thoughtfully for a while, and suddenly reached out and lifted his animal skin skirt.

Jiang Yunan took a step back fiercely: "!!!"

"...It's really a man." Hou Yi couldn't see any disappointment or any emotion on his face, he waved him away, "Go and grill the fish over there, and then pack up the food and water for the day, I'm going to go hunting after dinner."

There are three dead fish on the ground.It looked like it had just died, and the meat was still fresh.

Jiang Yunan's life skills are almost zero.But after all, it is a person who has lived for so many years, and his cooking skills are still lit up.

There was a stream running through the tribe, and he went to get some water, cut open the fish with a stone knife and threw away the internal organs, washed it clean and strung it on a branch.I picked up some more branches and wanted to touch my pocket, only to realize that the lighter I used to cover up was gone, so I turned my back to the natives, flicked my thumb and index finger, lit the fire and started to grill the fish slowly.

A disgusted voice came from the tent: "...so slow?"

Jiang Yunan shook his hand, sparks almost burst into his face.He took a deep breath: "Hurry up, my lord."

The fish is grilled, and the condiment is only coarse salt. Fortunately, the fire is well controlled and the taste is not bad.

As soon as Hou Yi saw the string of fish, he narrowed his eyes and looked at the little slave inquiringly, but Jiang Yunan was secretly looking at the furnishings in his tent and didn't notice.

Of the three fish, Hou Yi ate two and a half, and gave him half.

Jiang Yunan was very upset and finished eating. Seeing that Houyi was about to go out, he handed him his bow and arrow, water bag and dried meat: "My lord, go slowly."

Hou Yi took the things and stood there without moving.

Before Jiang Yunan looked up, he heard the native ask him very displeased: "What are you talking about? Do you want me to wait for you?"

Jiang Yunan: "...Yes, my lord."

He followed the primitive aborigine for a long time, and the tribe gradually disappeared behind him.

The late autumn wind blew over his bare upper body, making him shiver with the cold. He tried hard to follow the pace of the aborigine, and his bare feet were ground to blood by the rough gravel.

The sun was setting in the sky, and the howling of unknown beasts could be heard in the distance.The indigenous man in front of him suddenly stopped and turned to look at him. His tall, muscular body looked very intimidating, and Jiang Yunan was slow to realize that something was wrong.

"The foot of Zhongshan is already a dead zone, who are you?"

The author has something to say: The ancient Kyushu world line has been opened, please add comments~ If you have any comments, I will try my best to modify it