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- There are still ten days, and the Great Autumn Festival will start.
The entire Shiki Asahara tribe began to get busy.
The bumper harvest is accompanied by joy. The wrinkles on the old man's face are stretched out, the children are holding clods and throwing each other, the strong are carrying rice, and the rural cooperatives are crowded with patriarchs from various tribes at the oil mills in the public fields.
"I came first, give me a seat!"
"Don't squeeze, don't squeeze me!"
"Brother, you are so strong"
Shirtless, topless, animal skin skirt or linen skirt that has already been used, just wrapped around indiscriminately, sheltering the lower body, dozens of hairy legs are exposed, and the feet are on the solid ground, pushing the oil press , the fragrance in the oil workshop will not be cut off, and the people who got the oil are elated, while those who have not yet had their turn, and those who have not yet gone up to squeeze the oil, are gearing up and eager to try.
"Tell me, is there any special joy in the Great Autumn Festival after ten days"
"It's up to you to say, the wizards of our tribe have to go to battle in person, and they have to recite an ancient sacrificial rite of our tribe"
"Just recite the sacrificial oration, you're like no one else, who likes to hear this!"
"What, you look down on our tribe? So what does your tribe have?"
"You said this, and I will make gestures with you. Our tribe, we must show ancient hunting skills!"
"Damn! Hunting dance! What did I think! Boring."
"You are not convinced? Have you seen the excellent prey our tribe has hunted!"
"My family has a bumper harvest this year, and there is a lot of rice to feed the dolphins! Go hunting? You poor ghost!"
"Stop arguing, I think it's enough for everyone to dance and look forward to the coming year."
"Your request is easy, brother, I will show you right now."
People make fun of each other and tell each other, although some are complaining, some are ironic, but more of them are competing, your wizard is going to go up to say prayers, I brag that my wizard is going to go up to dance, he listened Unconvinced, he said that his family's wizard was going to run naked on the high priest!
"Let me tell you, our wizards this year!"
This kind of speech naturally spread to the ears of various patriarchs!
"How can you be disrespectful to witches!"
The big stick was swung down, and the eyes of the tribesmen who spread rumors and compared each other turned into pandas, and there were people who were beaten and rolled all over the ground.
"Has your boy's hair grown all over? You are disrespectful to wizards here! I dare not say let him run naked!"
The sound of thump, thud, thud, thud echoed outside the oil workshop along with the brother's screams. After the patriarch finished the beating, he looked at the other thoughtful patriarchs and said sorry.
Of course, many things about the public land have gradually spread to various tribes. After all, people who pump oil always have to go back. After that, his face was livid and he wanted to kill someone.
In the public, the grand autumn festival, the first mobilization sacrifice organized by the rural cooperatives, your mother asked me to dance a hula dance with a dignified wizard?
"All these words have been released"
The sorcerer grabbed the clansman who had already been beaten, and said viciously: "On the day of the Great Autumn Festival, you are a sorcerer and I am a warrior! I will put some feathers on your two bird eggs, and you can jump for me!"
You goddammit, do you think you're being funny when you say this kind of bullshit? If he really jumped, would he have the face to meet wizards from other tribes in the future?
In the southern tribes, people who joined the rural cooperatives are thinking about how to do a good job at the Daqiu Festival. In Niu Village, in the mountains of the Mohong family, some tribal warriors came back to discuss this matter .
"What can our tribe produce?"
"Let me get you a boulder in the chest."
A totem warrior volunteered: "I'm the best at splitting stones."
However, he was quickly despised by other people around him. This is a totem warrior, who can't split stones?
These days, it is not uncommon to see boulders broken on your chest. If you have the ability, go up and perform an empty-handed splitting of Mount Hua.
Good guy, that is really some unborn Chen Xiang, who has to travel across time and space to call him an expert.
In the coming year, if Sanmiao will make trouble again, we will first promise not to use your big killer, so as not to cause a psychological shadow on the heroes of Sanmiao.
Today you split Huashan Mountain with your bare hands, and tomorrow you can eat Candle Dragon alive.
"How about blowing a horn?"
A soldier of the Mohong clan raised his mouth cautiously, but no one spoke.
The last time Youhou's horn was not in the Chifang family after the three seedlings were beaten, but was taken to Xunshan. It was said that it was to control the water flow along the river, and it was blown by the horn, which lasted for more than half a year.
The Hong family doesn't know if the river has receded or not, but the horn has not been in the tribe for more than two years.
Even taking God on vacation at someone else's house!
"Patriarch, what do you think?"
You Lao was cooking rice, when he heard this, he immediately waved the bowl in his hand.
"You don't have to worry about it, someone will chant the number for everyone."
After saying this, the soldiers of the Mohong Clan were all amazed immediately, and they all said, "Who is it? It's really a wizard!"
You Lao raised his brows, and thought to himself who else could it be if it wasn't that bad old guy.
In order to make the Mohong family great again and to return to the focus of attention, since they have joined the rural cooperative, although they are not as dominant as Yangcun, you must know that all the cattle in the public land are from Niucun, so The shaman of the Mohong family thought about it carefully. Recently, they have been carrying their clansmen behind their backs and went to the water source in the middle of the night to practice blowing the horn.
Thinking about such a majestic Niu Village Horn, it must be able to make warriors of many tribes feel majestic and solemn.
It's just that this horn is not the original Youhou horn. When it is blown, I always feel uncomfortable.
The tone is not good.
The shaman of the Hong family took a deep breath, the sunset had already set, and the stars and clouds were hanging in the sky. He blew the horn and began to hum
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Yunhan Tianhe turned like years, and the sound of the horn came to Prince Changqin's ears, causing his brows to frown.
"The sound of the horn is chaotic, uneven in height, and the sound is wrong. Why is it so indecent!"
After coming to the south from Jiangshui, Prince Changqin was also sent to Jindu by Langshui. The southern ferry made him very surprised, and after Xunshan learned the identity of the person who came here, he heard that it was Xihuang Zhurong. Shi's envoy was suddenly very nervous.
But fortunately, this one just said that he came to this old place to revisit. After thinking about it, Xun Shan remembered that Zhu Rong's family had indeed ruled the south for a long time under the orders of Zhuan Xu and Di Ku, and then left for Xihuang. live
Shui Zheng of the Xunshan family had some guesses about the identity of the crown prince Changqin, but since the other party didn't want to go into details, he didn't ask too much. After making a "guide guide" for him, the prince Changqin asked Come back alone and see the scenery of my hometown.
Changqin was born in Wushan, and had to walk from Fuqianyuan, and then follow the route that Jibu, Jiyuan and the others waited for a few Xunshan warriors to find Wupan, before returning to the vicinity of Lingze in Wushan, but the changes in the south now, Compared with Lingze, Changqin was more interested.
It's just that I didn't expect that when I was wandering around, I came to the vicinity of Niu Village and heard the shabby horn sound like dumb fire from the wizard of the Mohong family.
"Who! Who is scolding me! It's obviously a problem with the horn!"
Hearing the loud reprimand, the sorcerer of the Mohong family blushed instantly, and pulled out his axe. However, Prince Changqin moved faster than him, and came to him earlier!
"The problem with the horn? Is this how you treat the instrument! Is this how you play the horn!"
"Listen to my voice"
Prince Changqin is much taller than the shaman of the Mohong family. After standing like this, the shaman of the Mohong family only reached Prince Changqin's chest. He raised his head, and the horn in his hand was taken away by Prince Changqin. go.
This night, the people in Niu Village slept very comfortably.
So after this night, the wizard of the Mohong family returned to the tribe. You Lao looked at the changed wizard and dropped the bowl in his hand to the ground.
The sorcerer of the Hong family looked very haggard, and then stared at the extremely complex Youlao, his expression was even more gloomy, and murmured to Youlao as if he was sleepwalking:
"He said that I don't have the natural instinct to hear music and recognize sounds I shouldn't, that horn belongs to me"
You Lao: "Where's the horn?"
Wu of the Hong family: "It was taken away by him"
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