After returning to the tribe, Zhang Ning immediately summoned Häagen-Dazs.

"Wax Stone ......"

"Immortals, please rest assured, it will be served in the evening!"

Zhang Ning said no more and returned to his tent.

The whole tribe was busy, as if planning something big.

An hour later, when the sky was dark, Qiu Kuikui came to invite Zhang Ning with a smile on his face.

Okay, I'll eat you guys one more meal.

Zhang Ning came to yesterday's venue, and the layout here was completely different from last night.

Zhang Ning still sat in the main seat, but the one who sat below him was replaced by Boshan, Haagen-Dazs and other high-ranking tribal officials sat in the back, and the hunters and herdsmen of the Yubenzamin tribe formed a large circle around the field.

Boshan holds a frying pan-sized tambourine in his forehead, the drum surface is made of spirit animal skin, the color is yellow, the drum body is carved from a whole piece of black spirit wood, exuding a mysterious atmosphere, and there are nine red spirit stone rings embedded in it, and the ring is tied to a half-foot-long five-color silk silk.

"Knock ~ Bang Bang ~ Knock Bang ~" Without warning, Boshan beat the tambourine on his forehead.

Zhang Ning glanced at Bo Shan's forehead and found that her eyes were rolled up, her soul was silent, and a pale red soul rose from the tambourine, floating on the tambourine.

The sound of horses' hooves came from far and near, and the crowd automatically moved out of the way.

The yellow-faced girl who had led Boshan's forehead during the day, dressed in a white dark striped robe with blue trim, rode a fiery red flaming horse to the middle clearing. She turned over and threw the stirrup off her horse, held the reins of the flaming horse, walked a few steps forward, knelt down on one knee and clasped her fist and saluted, "I respectfully ask Master to check." ”

The tambourine stopped abruptly. Zhang Ning saw the pale red soul flash in front of the horse in an instant, hovering above.

Huyan Xingxing came to the horse with a hunter and carefully examined the prey tied to the horse's back - a bone saw chicken, a skin thorn rabbit, and a rock winter fox.

After more than a dozen breaths, Huyan Xingxing took a few steps forward, knelt down on one knee beside the yellow-faced girl and said, "Yu Bo Shan, it is the birds and beasts that I waited for half an hour ago." ”

The tambourine sounded again. The reddish spirit returned to the sky above the tambourine.

A hunter pushed a wooden cart to the beat of drums, and inside the cage on the wooden cart, a black-haired Honghua wolf with red eyes glared fiercely at the crowd of onlookers.

The hunter pulled off the pin and raced back into the crowd.

Honghua wolf saw that someone was running away, and rushed towards the wooden fence with his hind feet, the door of the wooden cage was knocked open, and it spread its four legs and pounced on the crowd, and the yellow-faced girl blocked the front of the beast with an arrow.

Honghua bared his teeth, a low roar sounded in his throat, the soles of his hind feet scratched the ground, and his blood-red eyes stared at the neck of the yellow-faced girl.

The tambourine stopped abruptly, and the melodious chant of the tune sounded, and the song shook everyone's heart, making people's hearts soften, as if they were about to melt. And the moment the drumming stopped, the reddish spirit floated in front of the yellow-faced girl and began to float around her.

Honghua Wolf's snort slowly stabilized, the muscles of his body relaxed, and his eyes returned to his senses.

The yellow-faced girl sang as she slowly walked towards the Honghua wolf.

Honghua Wolf was slightly alert, but soon relaxed again in the song.

The yellow-faced girl finally put her hand on the top of Honghua Wolf's head.

All the people of the Ripponnamin tribe breathed a sigh of relief.

A hunter stepped forward and presented a set of leather ropes and collars.

The yellow-faced girl quickly put a collar and muzzle on the Honghua wolf, and then handed the rope to the hunter, who led the docile Honghua wolf away.

The tambourine sounded again, and the pale red spirit returned.

Dozens of able-bodied herdsmen, each carrying a black lacquered log the thickness of a tea bowl, walked to the clearing.

At tea time, they built a promenade of about five meters out of logs, and after the last shepherd left, Huyan Xingxing stepped forward and lit the log.

The corridor burst into flames in an instant, and the entire Yupponamin tribe was illuminated by the skyrocketing firelight.

The yellow-faced girl walked up to Boshan and knelt down on her knees.

The rhythm of the tambourine becomes slower and slower until it stops.

Bo Shan gave the tambourine to the yellow-faced girl.

The yellow-faced girl held the tambourine and beat the sonorous rhythm, and slowly walked into the burning corridor.

Zhang Ning could clearly see that throughout the whole process, the pale red soul tightly wrapped the tambourine and the person holding the drum.

After a dozen breaths. The yellow-faced girl stepped out of the other end of the log corridor.

"Boshan, Boshan, Boshan......" The Yuppen Namin tribesmen called out in unison for their new spiritual leader.

The last Boshan Erlian was carried down with chairs, and several middle-aged female herdsmen dressed the yellow-faced girl in Boshan E-costumes - blue-black robes decorated with shells, copper sheets and bells, like a small walking tent.

After getting dressed, the new Bo Shan sat on the seat that Zhang Ning had replaced.

The entire tribe quieted down, including Häagen-Dazs and other high-ranking officials, who all saluted to the new Boshan forehead.

After the ceremony, Häagen-Dazs came to the middle of the venue, and after looking around, the whole "venue" fell silent.

Häagen-Dazs said, "Respectfully, please go to the immortals." ”

Zhang Ning got up and walked to Häagen-Dazs after only one step, and there were a few gasps from the surrounding crowd, but they were quickly suppressed.

Zhang Ning thought to himself, does it need to be so grand to send a baked wax stone?

Häagen-Dazs faced Zhang Ning with a golden knife in his hand, and said in a loud and slightly trembling voice: "Bai Fan Shangxian asks to marry the Wuyun Rendan of the Rikuben Namin tribe, and my department presents the tribal golden knife, wishing Shangxian and the little girl a good year!"

The crowd boiled instantly......