As far as the eye can see, there is a vast mountain, and no one knows how vast this mountain is, since ancient times, this vast mountain has been called a back garden, a strange name. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

There are countless tribes in the back garden, ranging from dozens of people to hundreds of thousands, and even more, and many tribes often fight each other in order to occupy more hunting territories, and the war never stops.

Deep in the back garden, there is a middle and lower tribe called the Split Mountain Tribe, and there are not many people in the tribe, less than a thousand people.

They are all simple hunters, as the saying goes, the mountains eat the mountains and the water depends on the water, the Split Mountain tribe is surrounded by mountains, and every household in the village has a hunting expert.

"Hello, Brother Zhang, look at your harvest today!" A rugged middle-aged man greeted a man carrying a bison not far away.

That bison was very strong, and it had to weigh four or five hundred pounds to say the least, but it looked very relaxed on the shoulders of the Zhang family.

"Hey, don't mention it, hunting a bison today is not enough for tomorrow's sacrifice!" The Zhang brothers said with some annoyance.

"Huzi and his father, I see that you have a good harvest, it is a big wild boar"! The Zhang brothers were not jealous of the man opposite who hunted a big wild boar, but were happy for him.

"That's all luck, I just arrived in the mountains today, and I saw this unlucky pig meet a saber-toothed tiger from a distance, so I picked up a cheap one." Father Tiger said excitedly.

"Why didn't I encounter this kind of good thing"! A middle-aged man surnamed Zhang said.

"Maybe that saber-toothed tiger is injured, or you'll try your luck tomorrow." Father Hu said honestly.

"Forget it, I still have to stay and take care of my bear children, I don't dare to provoke the saber-toothed tiger." The Zhang family shook his head again and again.

You must know that the saber-toothed tiger is the overlord of this mountain, and few people in the entire Split Mountain tribe dare to provoke it.

The two of them each carried their own prey and chatted, four or five hundred catties of prey seemed very light on their shoulders, and the worst adult men of the entire Split Mountain Tribe were able to lift six hundred catties of Dading, which was difficult for them.

The two of them were not considered the strongest among the men of the tribe.

"Yo, isn't this Third Brother Li, what? There is no harvest today"? Father Tiger said to another man who came out of the mountains and forests.

The man was stronger than them, with muscles as big as the mouth of a bowl on his arms, and dark and rough skin, and he looked like a man who was often active in the mountains.

But the third brother Li was empty-handed, and he didn't seem to have gained anything today.

"Don't mention it, damn it, I just killed a big black bear with one stone, and I met a group of lionesses, and that group of females, if I hadn't run fast, I would have eaten them!" Third Brother Li said angrily.

"I see that you didn't go to worship the spirit before you set off," a short old man walked out of a dense jungle with a large group of men.

"Fifth uncle, don't laugh at me, I have a person who worships Lord Ling every day." Third Brother Li said to the short old man.

Don't look at the old man's short stature, he is famous in the village for his great strength, and when he was young, he even killed a very strong saber-toothed tiger with his bare hands.

The group of men behind the fifth uncle were all carried on their shoulders and harvested a lot.

"Sanwa, take this stag back, don't have anything to sacrifice tomorrow, then I'm sorry for the sacrifice spirit." The fifth uncle grabbed a prey from behind and threw it at Li Sanwa, who was about ten meters away from him.

The fifth uncle's hand is very strong, and the stag has three hundred pounds, but he just threw him out of ten meters.

"Thank you, Fifth Uncle"! Li Sanwa was not hypocritical, and happily took over, he still needs this thing to be a sacrifice tomorrow.

The people of the Split Mountain tribe are very simple, and there is no reason

They help each other and lend a helping hand when anyone is in trouble.

Tomorrow is the annual sacrificial ceremony of the Split Mountain Tribe, which is an extremely important thing for the villagers of the Split Mountain Tribe.

This is a big day, such a sacrifice has lasted for an unknown number of years, starting from the ancestors, and every year the sacrifice to the spirit.

The Priest is their god, and the Priest protects the safety of the entire Rift Mountain Tribe.

The sacrificial spirit is the guardian of the Split Mountain Tribe, and it is the god produced by the countless ancestors of the Split Mountain Tribe with the supreme sacrifice method.

The sacrificial spirit has guarded the peace and harmony of the Rift Mountain tribe for generations, and countless tribes in the mountains have attacked each other, and the entire Split Mountain tribe has survived by relying on the protection of the sacrificial spirit.

A group of five big and three thick men walked towards the village with their shoulders on their shoulders, and they could be said to have returned with a full load, and these prey were all prepared for tomorrow's sacrifice.

"Fifth uncle, your granddaughter is sixteen this year!" Daddy Huzi smiled honestly.

"Isn't it? What are you doing"! The fifth uncle carried a big black bear on one shoulder and stroked Bai Huahua's beard with the other.

"Hehe, fifth uncle, don't you know what Daddy Huzi thinks? He's your granddaughter in the picture, isn't this, isn't Huzi already thirteen?" Li Sanwa interjected.

"Just talk too much"! Tiger Daddy said.

"That's not good, that's not good, your Huzi is thirteen, my granddaughters are sixteen, they are so much older than him, and your Huzita has also suffered." The fifth uncle hurriedly stopped.

The men in the village are sixteen, but Huzi has been strong since he was a child, and now he is only thirteen, and he is not inferior to the seventeen or eighteen-year-old man, and they all say that he will be the first strong man of the Split Mountain tribe in the future. This is not! Huzi's father and mother are all looking for a daughter-in-law for him.

The fifth uncle felt that his granddaughter was not worthy of the tiger.

"What's the loss or not, as the saying goes, the female junior hugs the gold brick! My tiger likes your granddaughter, isn't my tiger worthy of your granddaughter?" Tiger Daddy said.

"Look what you say"! The fifth uncle said with a smile.

"Fifth uncle, you agree to this family business!"

"That's right, a baby like Huzi will definitely be stronger than when you were young in the future, if I have a girl in my family, I will definitely give him a baby kiss." The Zhang family coaxed.

"Yes, I am optimistic about the two of you, you see how strong the tiger grows, he will definitely become the first strong man in the village in the future, and your girl will definitely not suffer."

Many men on the side have said good things for Huzi's father, they are all very simple, and the whole village helps each other when there is something to do.

"That's... Or let them everywhere"? The fifth uncle is fair.

"Okay"! The group walked towards the village with their hands on their shoulders, talking and laughing.

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"Third aunt, are your family's sacrifices ready?"

"Don't worry! Everything is ready, just wait for tomorrow morning to go to the altar of the Dao Sacrifice Spirit."

The whole Split Mountain tribe is full of peaceful atmosphere, with men hunting in the mountains and women cooking and taking care of their children at home.

In the distance, by the river, a group of seven or eight-year-old children were playing together in animal skins, five big and three thick, with dark skin, not to mention that they were only seven or eight years old, but the muscles on their arms were bulging.

In a clearing, a group of older boys are practicing their strength together, they are either carrying big stones or huge wooden sticks on their shoulders, these children have a lot of strength, and one or two hundred pounds of things are not difficult for them.

"Hey, hey"!

A boy of twelve or thirteen years old was tied to a black iron chain the thickness of a baby's arm, and on the chain was a bronze tripod with a diameter of one meter.

He is a tiger, don't look at him is only twelve or thirteen years old, but he has a lot of strength, and the one behind him is five hundred catties! Huzi can barely pull it now, and he is the only one of his age who can do it.

"Huzi, depending on your strength, you will be able to try to lift Jiuding in a few years," said a child his age with a smile.

"That's natural, I will definitely lift Jiuding like my fifth uncle did when he was young." Huzi grabbed the back of his head and said with a smile.

"The Heavenly Evil Master said that after tomorrow's sacrifice comes, he will teach me some fist and foot kung fu, so that I can defend the village well in the future!"

"Really? Huzi, great, I didn't expect the Heavenly Evil Master to accept you as an apprentice? You are so lucky, you must know that the Heavenly Evil Master only has two disciples, and they are all very remarkable people in the village."

The Heavenly Evil Master in the mouth of the children is the most respected old man in the village, this year is more than ninety, the Heavenly Evil Master is the village presiding over the annual sacrifice of the Sacrifice Lord, the Heavenly Evil Master raised the third of the nine tripods when he was young, and also defeated many of the surrounding masters of the same level of tribes.

"The Heavenly Evil Master said that he was just instructing me, and he didn't plan to accept me as an apprentice, he said that I was still young, and I would not be able to accept me as his apprentice until I was sixteen years old," Hu Zi said.

Time passed quickly, and the laughter of the children and the busyness of the housewives passed, and the sky gradually darkened, and the whole village fell silent.

The night breeze blew the sound of the leaves, and the night in the mountains was not quiet and safe, and all kinds of fierce beasts infested the mountains in the dark night.

The lion roars, the tiger roars, the wolf howls.

Many wild beasts roared and were terrifying, and no one dared to walk in the mountains in the night, so many tribes fell silent when it was dark.

In silence, a ball of light emanated from the shrine in the village, enveloping the entire village, so that the beasts that wanted to invade the village did not dare to come, because they felt a powerful aura that threatened their lives.

There was a phantom shadow in that cluster of light, flickering, sometimes blurry, sometimes clear.

In a stone house, the Heavenly Evil Master, who was over 90 years old, was sitting on his knees, and he saw the ball of light on the altar.

"Is the priest going to leave our tribe?" The Heavenly Evil Master said to himself, "No, this is the Lord of the Sacrifice Spirit who is about to transform into a form?" Once the Sacrifice Spirit Lord transforms, then our tribe will be facing enemies on all sides!"

The main reason why the whole village can be so peaceful and harmonious is the presence of the sacrificial spirits, which intimidate the fierce birds and beasts in the mountains and other large tribes in the mountains.

The sacrificial spirits are the backbone of the entire Rift Mountain tribe.

Many tribes in the wild mountains have sacrificial spirits, but the sacrificial method of the Split Mountain tribe is unique, with nothingness as the object of sacrifice, a seed of hope is planted in the heart, and a special power is generated by the power of faith through the sacrifice, which is different from most of the sacrificial spirits.

This is an ancient method of sacrifice that has been passed down from generation to generation, and it has almost been lost.