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- Bayan blinked again, a simple and honest man, at this time, he seemed a bit cunning. <
"Besides, I am not alone here, several clan elders are all supportive!"
These words were almost blatant. Fang Ming smiled bitterly when he heard them. It seems that power struggles are the same everywhere.
This is true even if the mountains are high.
But it¡¯s good for him. "Huhe" shook his body and lowered his voice, almost like a mosquito buzzing: "Good brother, is everything you said true?"
"Then there is still a lie. If I, Bayan, tell a lie, let me lose my strength and die on the desolate ground, with my body eaten by crows!"
As Bayan said, he also made the most vicious oath in Shanyue.
Because crows eat carrion, they are regarded as messengers of death among the Shanyue people. According to legend, those who are eaten by it will fall into the abyss, including their souls, and are miserable.
It is extremely serious for Bayan to take this oath.
"Bayan! My brother, I believe you! After all, we swore an oath to the blue sky and the earth!" Huhe was moved and whispered.
??Looking around again, they had spoken very quietly before. Huhe and Bayan were used to fighting together, so they didn't attract much attention.
"Bayan! Tonight, you should go to the place where I teach you the skills and learn three cuckoo calls. I will come out, and then you can tell me carefully."
Huhe approached Bayan and whispered in his ear.
"Okay! I understand!" Bayan agreed in a deep voice.
There is a pile of gunpowder in the Sky Bow Department! Not as good as. Just let me add the last spark to it! Fang Ming thought with a sneer in his heart.
The next two days. Things were going on peacefully, but in a blink of an eye, it was time for the monthly sacrifices.
The Shanyue tribe¡¯s sacrificial time is on the fifteenth day of every month, when the moon is at its fullest.
This sacrificial totem can drive away evil spirits and is the guarantee for the longevity of the tribe. The entire Tian Gong Department attaches great importance to the entire camp. Take action since early in the morning.
??According to Shanyue custom, today is a "public holiday" for warriors and women. The elderly and children. No need to work.
The entire Shanyue tribe gathered in the large square in the middle of the camp and held a grand banquet.
Everyone sat on the floor with a blanket spread in front of them, which was filled with all kinds of wine and food. These, in normal times, can only be enjoyed by the Patriarch, High Priest, and Beirut. But today, everyone can eat as much as they want.
"It's all consumed now. What should we do during the winter?" Fang Ming was a little confused about this, but no one could answer.
At this time, in the middle of the venue, there was the passionate and beautiful Shanyue girl, singing and dancing. Next to her, there was a young Shanyue playing accompaniment with various homemade musical instruments.
Since Fang Ming traveled back in time, he has also seen various kinds of singing and dancing. He even raised a music group for fun. At this time, he didn't realize what he saw. But Shanyue dance is more beautiful because of its simplicity and nature, and it also has a unique flavor.
The girl from Shanyue sweats and sweats on the stage to her heart's content. Sometimes she will come down and invite the warriors to dance with her when the mood strikes.
This is also a kind of social interaction. If the two parties see each other right, they will exchange tokens with each other as proof, and they can live together that night.
Before Huhe, he was a middle-level warrior, and the Patriarch announced that he would be promoted to Balut. In addition, Huhe was not bad looking, with a sharp face, quite masculine, and he also won many girls. Favored by her, she frequently came forward to invite her to dance.
But that was not his intention, he just refused with a smile.
I picked up the fruit on the carpet, took a bite, and watched the dance of the boy and girl. Time passed by unknowingly.
By the time it was dark, a huge bonfire had already been lit in the middle of the venue. The flames were several feet high and illuminated the entire venue as if it were daytime.
The atmosphere of the entire banquet has reached its most intense moment!
Amid the cheers of the crowd, two figures walked to the front side by side. One is middle-aged, and the other is an old man and short. It is the Patriarch and High Priest of Tiangong!
"My people! Let us cheer together and accept the blessings from the giant tree totem!" the Patriarch said loudly.
"Big tree! Big tree!" The mountains below were shouting hysterically, in a crazy state.
Amid the shouts, the high priest raised his withered arm. He looked ordinary, but when he raised his hand, the entire venue fell into silence, which was in sharp contrast to the previous hustle and bustle.
"The great giant tree totem is the guardian of our heavenly bow, humble people, invite you to come and enjoy the sacrifices"The high priest took off the unknown skull-shaped necklace he wore around his neck and prayed loudly.
And the order was passed, "Bring the sacrifice!"
Immediately, the crowd dispersed through a passage, and a group of Shanyue warriors pressed the prisoners into the venue.
"These prisoners, mostly civilians, were naked and stripped naked, looking like big white pigs.
Fang Ming took a quick look and saw that there were hundreds of people.
He has seen evil ghosts before and has some understanding of ghosts.
Generally speaking, a young man's popularity can be consumed by a vicious ghost for a month. After that, it needs to be replenished.
Since hundreds of sacrifices are needed here every month, there should be about a hundred evil ghosts gathered here.
"After all, evil ghosts and fierce ghosts not only need human energy to maintain consumption, but also need to absorb the essence of living people to provide for cultivation. This number is overwhelming. In short, the more the better.
"These people were all tied up with five flowers and their mouths were sealed. They were squeaking loudly, thinking they were desperately begging for mercy.
Some people had heard about Shanyue's blood sacrifice. At this time, they were so scared that they were paralyzed and almost fainted. They had to rely on warriors to hold them up before they could move forward.
At this time, the high priest came to the high platform and unfurled a flag. This flag was very old, slightly yellowish, with a black background, and a large tree painted on it, with dense branches and leaves, and a dark green color.
This is the giant tree totem of the Tiangong tribe. It is indeed very crude. Fang Ming thought to himself that he didn't feel any strange fluctuations from this totem. It seemed that it was just a lie. What was really important was the necklace around the high priest's neck!
But the surrounding mountains obviously didn¡¯t see it that way. They all knelt down in front of the flag and prayed in unison.
Fang Ming cursed secretly and knelt down, pretending to worship devoutly.
As everyone worshiped, especially the patriarch, they had to salute to the totem. This feeling clearly made the high priest intoxicated. Even his face became a little flushed, and he shouted loudly: "Put the sacrifice in Send it to the altar!"
At this time, the Tiangong Tribe, which had been closely guarding the altar before, finally appeared in front of Fang Ming.
Although he had seen Huhe before in his memory, at this moment, he still wanted to laugh and shout "cheating!"
Following the stern-faced guard, the curtains around the altar were rolled up and removed.
The entire altar is presented in front of the entire Tiangong Mountain Yue people.
It can be seen that the so-called "altar" is just a deep pit, about several feet deep, with a dark bottom and a dark red color.
There is a faint feeling of resentment rising. Fang Ming frowned.
At this time, the Shanyue warriors escorting the prisoners pushed the white-skinned pig into the pit, causing a burst of screams.
The pit for this altar is extremely large and can accommodate a hundred people, which is more than enough.
After all the prisoners were lowered into the pit, the high priest ordered: "The sacrifice begins!"
At this time, all the mountains came forward, holding soil in their hands, and threw it into the pit, intending to bury these prisoners alive!
The prisoners underneath naturally struggled vigorously, but their hands and feet were tied up, making it difficult for them to move and even stand up. Even if they were lucky enough to get out, they would soon be kicked down by the warriors waiting on the side.
As more and more soil accumulates, the eyes of the captives below become more and more desperate, and finally they even become numb and are buried by the loess.
"It should be here!" Fang Ming looked around carefully and said to himself.
The soil is soft, and these prisoners can survive for a while, but after this period, they will be suffocated to death and have no popularity left.
Sure enough, at this moment, something happened in the sky!
Fang Ming opened his divine eyes and saw a scene: hordes of evil spirits were pressing in like black clouds, almost covering up the moonlight in the sky.
"A hundred ghosts walk at night!" Fang Ming muttered to himself.
Among these evil spirits, the first-level evil ghosts account for the majority, and there are also a few fierce ghosts with black and red auras on their heads. The leader is a lean man, also dressed in Shanyue, with gold, red, and black on his head. His luck is entangled, and he is also supported by the luck of other fierce ghosts, and he has a vaguely sinister appearance! It¡¯s so impressive!
"This force is not too small. Even under the Ghost King, he is still a general!" Fang Ming said in comparison.
At this time, he was possessed and calling for peace, and his divine power was so deep that even the leader of the evil spirits did not notice it.
"The giant tree totem is coming!" As the ghosts arrived, the necklace on the high priest's hand shone dimly. When the high priest saw it, he screamed in surprise and took the lead to bow down to the deep pit of the altar.
The Shanyue people also bowed down and prayed in unison.
The evil ghost leader seemed oblivious, and with a wave of his hand, all the ghosts below jumped into the huge pit, sucking in the popularity!
Through the soil, the screams of the prisoners below were almost inaudible, but Shan Yue, who was praying above, felt a chill in his heart. He quickly lowered his head and began to pray more devoutly.
"That's right! No matter how much these fierce ghosts claim to be totem guardians or something like that, in the final analysis, they are still first-class ghosts. The mummies left behind after absorbing the popularity are proof!"
"Although Shanyue is quite naive, he is not a fool. If he saw the corpse and had a comparison, I'm afraid it wouldn't be so easy to fool him."
"But it is a great good to practice this method of burying alive. Not only can it weaken the cry and keep it mysterious through the layer of soil, but it can also bury the traces to prevent them from leaking. These evil ghosts are all incorporeal bodies, and only the soil layer can treat them. Of course it¡¯s okay. And who dares to be so bold as to dig up the altar and check it out?¡±
Fang Ming saw the secret.
"As for the necklace, it has a strong yin energy. It seems to be a connection between the high priest and the evil ghost."
At this point, Fang Ming already knows the evil ghost totem sacrifice very well, and it¡¯s not worth showing off. (To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature. The novels will be better and updated faster! - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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