From eschatological to primitive

With a serious face, Huang Jue mused, "Maybe it's because I look scary?"

Yan's eyes fell on Huang Jue, he took a serious look, and agreed, "It's really scary."

Huang Jue, "???"

I heard Yan add in a serious manner, "You are too thin, it's frighteningly thin, you need to make up."

Huang Jue looked at Yan speechlessly, and Yan returned a very sincere look.

Finally, both of them couldn't hold back their laughter.

After laughing enough, Yan said, "What I said is true, your body really needs to be replenished." Huang Jue's body is really weak, even worse than ordinary people in the tribe - at least on the surface It looks like this.

Huang Jue sighed, and pinched his arms through his clothes, "I want to, but it's useless to make up again. The reason for my physique is that I don't grow flesh."

Yan thought about it, "Why don't I teach you some ways to exercise while you are free in winter, that is, you will be very tired." After six months of contact, he found that Jue's physical strength is really not enough.In the past, Jue was busy and he was busy, and he didn't have time to train Jue. Now that he is free, he can't let it go.

Huang Jue's eyes lit up, "Okay, the big man is afraid of being tired, just train me!"

The matter was settled in this way. In the morning, Huang Jue set aside an hour to teach the boys, and then went to learn the sacrificial dance with Wu, and spent another hour in the afternoon teaching the boys to count, and then exercised with Yan, although physically Tired, but psychologically satisfied, life is quite fulfilling.

After Ameia Xun and the others learned how to weave, they sat next to the loom and carefully weaved the silk together with the shuttle.On the night before the sacrifice, all the silk was finally used up, and it was woven into a silk that was one meter wide and nearly eight meters long.

"My God, is this a cloth made of silk? It's just like the snow outside, so beautiful!"

Amei and the others stared obsessively at the snow-white silk and satin in front of them. Even after looking at it for so many days, they were still shocked in their hearts.

Abu touched the silk carefully, "It's so slippery, slippery and soft, it must be very comfortable when made into clothes. Is this the silk the master said? It's so much better than linen!"

"By the way, hurry up and take it to the master, and sacrifice it tomorrow, maybe the master will wear it tomorrow."

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Huang Jue is trying on sacrificial clothes.

This is Wu Gang sent over by someone.

The sacrificial attire is made of a whole piece of tiger skin, which is fat and big, decorated with various feathers and animal hairs, and matched with the sacrificial attire is a string of bone ornaments, similar to the one worn by the witch, except that the upper The bone is smaller than that of Wudai.

As Huang Jue put it on and walked around, the bone ornaments collided with each other, making a crisp knocking sound.

"Okay, okay, it will be even better if you paint on your face again!" Mu looked at Huang Jue with bright eyes, walked around Huang Jue, went back to the room and took out a hemp rope with long fangs on it, "Take this as well." Put it on."

Huang Jue looked at the fangs that were as long as his own arm, his head was shaking like a rattle, and he took two steps back while clutching the bone ornaments on his chest, "No, this string of bone ornaments is enough for me!" He didn't want to wear them. That one looks so silly.

Mu tried to convince Huang Jue, "Wearing this is more majestic and looks more brave."

Huang Jue resolutely refused, "That's not necessary. Anyway, people in any tribe of mine know that it's not something that can be changed by a single bone ornament."

Mu looked regretful, "I have treasured this for many years, and I only hope that one day you can take it with me to participate in the sacrifice."

Huang Jue looked at him suspiciously, "Why didn't you let me wear it before?"

Mu glanced at him angrily, "I asked you to wear it before, didn't you not wear it?!" He said that he couldn't hunt prey with such teeth, and wearing them would make people laugh for nothing.

——Except for witches, the bone ornaments worn by people in the tribe are all selected from the most satisfying prey they have hunted. Through the bone ornaments, one can see how powerful a person is.

Huang Jue muttered, "I don't wear it now."

Mu, "... Forget it, don't wear it if you don't want to wear it." The brat now has supernatural powers, so he really doesn't need bone ornaments to support his appearance.

Huang Jue took off his clothes, "What will Yan do when we sacrifice tomorrow?"

During the sacrificial offering, only people from the same tribe are eligible to participate, and slaves and people from outside tribes are not allowed to approach.

Huang Jue had long regarded Yan as his good brother. In his heart, he hoped that Yan could join him in the sacrifice.

"What should I do? He is not from our tribe, so just let him stay in his yard."

Huang Jue thought about it, and there was really no reason to persuade Mu to let Yan participate in the sacrifice.Moreover, Yan may not be willing to participate in the sacrifice.So, no more to say.

"Master, please let the cloth made of silk be woven." Amei came in with the folded silk, and the excitement in her voice could not be suppressed.

"It's finished? Show me." Mu had heard from Huang Jue that the clothes worn by the God of the Earth were made of silk, and he was curious about how beautiful the silk clothes were.

Now that he heard that the weaving was finished, without Huang Jue saying anything, he picked up the silk first.

The feeling of the tentacles is different, slippery, cool, and soft, and when you unfold it, it is white and gorgeous.

Mu's eyes widened suddenly, and his hands trembled slightly, "Is this the silk you mentioned?"

Huang Jue nodded, with a smug smile on his face, "How is it, isn't it beautiful?"

Mu took a deep breath, "It's so beautiful!"

Carefully folded the silk and handed it to Huang Jue, with a serious face, "You said before that you can raise silkworms and weave silk?"

Huang Jue nodded, "Well, I plan to convert the two rooms on the west side of the yard into a silkworm room next year—a room dedicated to raising silkworms. When spring warms up, the silkworm moths in the silkworm chrysalis will break out of their cocoons and lay silkworm eggs. When the young silkworms grow up, they will continue to spin silk... At that time, we will be able to get a steady stream of silk to weave silk. Not only we can raise silkworms, but other people in the tribe, who are interested, can also raise silkworms..."

Following Huang Jue's description, Mu could almost imagine that everyone in the tribe was wearing silk clothes, and couldn't help feeling overwhelmed, "Okay, you can prepare for the sacrifice at ease, and after tomorrow's sacrifice, I will discuss this with Wu. This matter." Not only this matter, but also other matters should be discussed carefully.

In the past, he only hoped that the people in the tribe could live in peace, but now, he seemed to have other expectations.

When Huang Jue got up in the morning, he could feel the joy in the tribe. Everyone put on their most beautiful clothes and all the bone ornaments they could wear, and rushed towards the altar excitedly.

"Oh, Jue, why did you just get up? Hurry up to Wu and ask Wu to draw a prayer pattern on you." Feng hurriedly walked over from a distance, and seeing Huang Jue standing at the door, couldn't help urging .

Huang Jue rubbed his nose, not daring to say that he didn't understand the process of sacrifice - these days, Wu only taught him how to dance the sacrifice, and didn't tell him what to do before the sacrifice. Didn't say anything - hurriedly said, "I was planning to go there, didn't you go to the altar? Why are you back?"

"I remembered that there is still a bunch of bone ornaments I haven't put on, come and get them. I won't tell you anymore, I'll go back to the house first."

According to what Feng said, Huang Jue came to Wu's residence.

Before him, there were already four grown men, four grown women, and four cubs waiting.

Huang Jue recognized them. This was a family of four, the parents plus the cub, and it was rare for the parents and children to be healthy.

The four families all wore exaggerated animal skin clothes and bone ornaments. The four men also had wolf tails, sheep tails, rabbit tails, and wild boar tails tied to their clothes, and their faces were painted black, green, red, and purple. Four colored textures.

When these people saw Huang Jue, they hurriedly talked to Huang Jue.

Huang Jue could clearly see the excitement in the eyes of several people.

Huang Jue, "???" So, what are you getting excited about?Is it because of the sacrifice?

Without waiting for him to think about it, Wu came out from a room inside, holding a stack of stone slabs of simple color from large to small in his hand. The stone slabs were wide and narrow at the bottom. The texture is complicated, and there is a round hole in the narrow place below.

Wu distributed the slate to them, "Go ahead and wait."

He also taught Huang Jue, "Come here, I'll draw a prayer pattern for you."

Wu dipped his hands in the squeezed plant juice from the stone plate, murmured in a jerky and difficult language, and smoothly drew lines one after another on Huang Jue's face.

Wu's movements are very fast, and the painting is completed in only ten seconds.Picking up the cane with the tiger's tail, the witch greeted Huang Jue, "Let's go, it's time to pass."

Huang Jue followed Wu, looking at Wu's back.

The witch wears complicated and gorgeous sacrificial clothes, and wears a hair ornament made of vines and bones on his head. On the hair ornament, there are two long, bright red feathers of an unknown bird, and his skinny right hand tightly holds A cane that symbolizes the identity of a witch.

Seeing Wu's serious and solemn expression, Huang Jue's original loose attitude began to restrain, and his expression became solemn.

When they arrived at the altar, the people in the tribe had already assembled and were waiting there.On the altar are whole wild boars and sheep, as well as soybeans, corn, and tofu.

Mu has been waiting here for a long time.

Wu Chongmu nodded, and Mu faced the crowd, announcing loudly, "The sacrifice begins!"

The twelve people standing nearby immediately gathered around with stone slabs. While dancing exaggeratedly around the altar, they knocked on the stone slabs in their hands and formed a wonderful piece of music with the sound of bone ornaments. .

Inexplicable emotions rose from his heart, and Huang Jue was fascinated by listening, when he saw Wu take a step forward, Huang Jue hurriedly followed, and walked to the front of the altar with Wu.

Twelve people kept walking and automatically surrounded them inside.

The witch raised his cane, raised his hands, looked up at the sky, and a string of obscure words came out of the witch's mouth.

Huang Juefu was deeply moved by his heart, and automatically danced the sacrificial dance that he had only learned.His gait was different from those of the twelve, and it looked more delicate, with a unique rhythm in it.

Accompanied by the witch's singing, Huang Jue's state of mind became ethereal, and the whole person seemed to be transformed into a bird, flapping its wings hard towards the golden sunrise. Although a little tired, hope was ahead, and the brilliant sunrise gave He has infinite courage.Dimly, it seemed that someone whispered softly in his ear, "You are a citizen of the God of the Earth, and the God of the Earth will bless you..."

God of the earth?

Huang Jue woke up suddenly, his body was still beating instinctively, but his sanity had returned.

The witch was still singing with his eyes half-closed. While singing, he took out mysterious steps. The cane in his hand beat the ground from time to time in harmony with the syllables.

Huang Jue was the closest to Wu, and could clearly see the sweat oozing from Wu's forehead.

And the people in the tribe, including Mu, all closed their eyes, with surprise and dreamlike expressions on their faces.

Hypnotized!

Almost instantly, Huang Jue figured out the reason.

That's right, he forgot which book he read that ancient witches were very good at hypnotism, and because of this, many people crazily worship witches, thinking that they can really communicate with heaven and earth, Deliver the oracle.

Moreover, looking at Wu, he seemed to have hypnotized himself.

So, this is why everyone believes in the God of the Earth so fanatically, without doubting it for so many years?

However, having a belief is a good thing. It can encourage people to face the suffering and setbacks they have encountered more bravely, so that people have the courage to live with a beautiful vision.

Huang Jue lowered her eyes, not intending to pierce the reality, pretending to be hypnotized, and continued dancing.

The sacrificial dance didn't last long, only about ten minutes.

After Wu stopped singing, the people around him and Huang Jue also stopped, and like everyone else in the tribe, they stared at Wu with delighted smiles on their faces.

Wu's slightly tired voice sounded, "The God of the Earth is very happy with our change. He said that because we believe in him devoutly, he asked Jue to bring us blessings. As long as our loyalty to the God of the Earth remains unchanged, the Earth will God will always bless us."

The people in the tribe obviously also got the "oracle". After hearing what the witch said, they immediately burst into cheers and loudly expressed their gratitude and loyalty to the God of the Earth.

After the wave of excitement passed, the wizard continued, "If you trust the God of the Earth, you will be blessed; if you betray the God of the Earth, you will be punished. The God of the Earth will always treat his people fairly. God of God is merciful, allowing us to share the sacrificial offerings, every bite, we must thank the God of the Earth for his kindness, because with the God of the Earth's protection, we will not starve or suffer from cold..."

Listening to Wu's fancy brainwashing, Huang Jue cooperated and made an appearance of gratitude and piety.

After a sacrifice, it was already noon.

People are dominated by powerful beliefs, even if they only eat a bite or two of freshly cooked pork and mutton at the end of the sacrifice, they still feel full of strength.

Even if the weather is fine today, it’s minus ten degrees outside. In such weather, people can be so excited that their faces are flushed and full of vitality. I have to praise, the power of faith is really great!

Huang Jue glanced at them enviously, and quietly covered his stomach, he was so hungry~

Not only hungry, but also cold.

Especially after the sacrificial dance, being blown by the cold wind, the feeling is absolutely gone.

Trying to control himself not to shake into a poor grass in the cold wind, Huang Jue asked Wu with a smile, "The sacrifice is over, can I go back?"

A sacrificial ceremony consumed a great deal of Wu Wu's energy, and he couldn't hide the exhaustion on his face. Hearing this, he nodded, "Okay, you can go back." He told Mu, "I'll leave it to you to clean up here, and I'll go back and have a rest too. .”

With Wu's permission, Huang Jue walked back immediately. If he didn't return to the house, he would freeze into a popsicle.This sacrificial clothing is fat and fat, and it is not as warm as the animal skin clothes usually worn.

Rubbing his hands together, Huang Jue narrowed his eyes and thought, next year he has to grow cotton.

Well, with writing, paper has to be made. In summer, leaves can be used instead of straw paper when going to the toilet, but now stones or wood chips can only be used. The cold touch, tsk~

The raw material for papermaking is easy to say, that is, we need to use finely woven grates (bi) when making paper.

In summer and autumn, he was busy with various things, so he didn't have time to tinker with it. Now that he is free in winter, he just happens to make grates.The prisoners are idle anyway, so let them weave bamboo grates this winter.

There are also several kinds of grains and vegetables...

If you have a chance, you can go out and travel with Yan to see if there are clay deposits around...

Huang Jue was thinking about something in his heart, and he kept his steps unabated, and he arrived at the door of the house in a short while.

Before he went in, he saw Yan standing at the door and waving at him.

Huang Jue blinked, turned around, and went directly to Yana.

"Are you hungry? I asked my slave to cook the meal. There is ready-made hot water. After you wash your face, eat together." Through the various blessing lines, Yan could see Huang Jue's delicate face frozen His eyes were bright red, and the tip of his nose was also red. Coupled with his moist eyes, he looked a bit pitiful, just like the wild cat cubs he saw when he was hunting that year.

My heart was soft, and I couldn't help reaching out to touch Huang Jue's face, "It's so cold, isn't it cold? Hurry up and get inside to warm up."

Huang Jue sniffed and nodded pitifully, "It's cold, not only cold, but also hungry. I've only eaten such a small piece of meat all morning." He gestured with his fingers, "This is not enough for my teeth. sewing."

While talking, he entered the room with Yan.

Strange to say, in front of others, Huang Jue still held it up, fearing that what he did wrong would attract suspicion, but in front of Yan, he was very relaxed.

——Probably because Yan is not from the tribe, so he doesn't know the temperament of the original owner before, Huang Jue thought.

After tidying up, sitting at the table and eating, Huang Jue regained his strength, "By the way, how did you know I would be hungry?" Before Yan could speak, he suddenly realized, "Oh, I see, Don't you feel hungry every time you finish the sacrifice?" I thought happily in my heart, it is indeed the person he picked up, just like him.

Yan smiled without saying a word, and reached out to grab a piece of meat for Huang Jue, "If you're hungry, eat more."

Huang Jue nodded, "That's right, have those captives been honest these days, are they still thinking about making trouble?"

The prisoners seemed restless at first sight.Of course, the people of the She tribe have long been notorious, and they followed the leader of the She tribe and came to rob the tribe, so it's normal to be restless.

So Huang Jue and Yan discussed it. Yan was in charge of taking care of the prisoners and suppressing them so as not to cause trouble, while Huang Jue tried to find things for them to kill their energy.

"Honestly, ever since you said you were going to roast them as food, they have become so honest that they are hiding in the house and dare not come out."

Huang Jue snorted, "I didn't dare to come out because it was cold outside. Don't worry about them now, they will make trouble in spring. I just want to make some bamboo grates, and I will let them chop bamboo later." Outside It's cold and snowy, and I'm not afraid of them escaping.

The author has something to say: the first update is over, and the second update is estimated to be at twelve o'clock, little angels, don't wait, watch it tomorrow, okay~

"Shangshu·Yao Dian" records a conversation between Shun and his subordinates about sacrifices. One of the sentences is, "I hit the stone and the stone, and all the beasts lead the dance." When you hit the stone and the stone, the stone is the stone chime, which can be seen in the primitive clan period. With simple instruments.

This article is mainly empty, drawing on the sacrificial etiquette of the ancient Chinese clan period, um, if there is something wrong, the little angels should not see it O(∩_∩)O~

PS: A lot of little angels asked Xiao Shou and Lao Gong when they would show their hearts to each other. The initial idea of ​​the biscuits is to wait for the two to travel.The two straight men must be catalyzed by something to understand their own intentions. Generally speaking, the tribe is relatively comfortable, and it is difficult to find opportunities for catalysis.However, this day is not far away~

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