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Bai Huang discovered that this Indian tribe did have the breath of druid seeds.

It is "there has been", not "there is", because the special fluctuation of the druid seed is very faint here. Bai Huang used to feel the remnants of seed fragments in the bonsai of Yu Debao's friend and the grave of the American girl Vina, but the previous two inductions were a little stronger than those from here.

After thinking deeply, Bai Riguang felt that there were two possibilities, the first was that the seed fragments had indeed appeared in this tribe, but it was a very long time ago, so that the seed breath was extremely weak.

The second is the indirect diffusion of seed breath.

This means that a person who has been in direct contact with a druid's seed has stayed in this tribe, so it leaves behind an extremely subtle seed fluctuation - just like a gas station worker, wearing oil-stained overalls, even if he leaves the gas station and goes elsewhere, he can be found by a police dog with a keen sense of smell.

The two possibilities are open in half, so Bai Huang is not easy to assert which guess is correct.

As for communicating with the Indians, ask them where they have seed fragments or that......

After in-depth observation of this Indian group, Bai Huang found that they kept the tradition abnormally in place, advocating nature and advocating force, but their brains were not very open, and their ability to understand was also very catchy. Except for the little Indian beauty who was able to understand a little bit of her own meaning because of her affinity, and the tribal chief and the great witch doctor because of their vision, as long as the others saw themselves, they all looked extremely awe-inspiring, and they didn't even dare to say a word.

In such a situation, people can't communicate at all.

Bai Huang once held a smiling face, trying to express his pro-people intentions to a guy who looked relatively stunned. But this kind of effort soon failed completely in the opponent's trembling and prostrate movements.

There's no way, who let him play for the first time and make such a big formation?

An existence that can make hounds and trees, large and small, these natural spirits in the eyes of the Indians all worship, what else can it be other than a god doppelganger? According to the beliefs of their Umatilla, only the Great Witch Doctor could communicate with the gods, not even the tribal chiefs.

Based on this situation, Bai Huang quickly gave up the idea of getting some useful information from these people's mouths.

But since there is a special fluctuation of seed fragments here, it means that the general direction is correct, and after thinking about it, the druid decided to expand the search area tomorrow and the next two days.

If there is still no clue, he will set off again and look for the neighboring tribes.

The only thing that gave him a bit of a headache was the Indian chick.

I have to say that Bai Huang grew up to be in his 20s, and this was the first real encounter in his life, which really made him a little unable to give up.

If it's an ordinary ghost woman, it's nothing to be ruthless and ruthless, and if you're willing to play this kind of overnight* goods, you can accept the concept of "x partner" conceptually, the other party won't guard for Bai Riguang, and Bai Riguang won't be responsible for people.

But this chick next to her is not the same, the druid can see that she is wholeheartedly planning to follow her, although there is an absurd reason of "dedication to the gods", but in short, this chick will never betray, a stupid woman, talking about people like her.

And every time I see the girl running happily in the jungle, with elk as companions, and birds as friends, every look and movement is full of natural simplicity, wild innocence...... But when he came to his side, he was docile and obedient like a cat, and he was obsessed with worshipping his eyes, and Bai Riguang's heart was extremely entangled.

Damn, children love long heroes and short ...... Short of breath, before he started the road to dominate the earth, he was entangled by a chick.

The brain that thinks about it hurts, don't think about it, there must be a road before the car reaches the mountain, and the living can still be suffocated by urine?

Bai Huang didn't bother to think about trouble, but he took the initiative to find him.

Of course, it wasn't a troublesome thing at first, but a great thing to be a blessing, and for Bai Riguang, who took zhuangbility as his own responsibility, was worshiped as a god, except that he couldn't communicate normally with those ignorant guys, there was nothing dissatisfied. Besides, even if they are not regarded as gods, it is impossible for the two sides to communicate normally.

Therefore, after the first pilgrimage team of the neighboring tribe arrived at the Mosa clan, Bai Huang except for a small accident, the rest was all dark and cool.

As for the accident, of course, it was the accident when the Mosa clan issued the notice, the action was very fast, and it was low-key and interesting.

This is fucking, it's simply a local elite leading the way.

Although there is a suspicion of ignoring his own will, but thinking about the fact that he can't communicate in words, Bai Riguang also said that he can be relieved.

With more or less, but all dressed Indians, coming to the Mosa clan in groups of three or five, the vanity of the druids was simply greatly inflated, and in a more vulgar language, it was so cool that it collapsed.

Because every clan, or tribe, when a pilgrimage party arrives, comes to meet the druids with respect.

The reason why it is said to be a pilgrimage, as the name suggests, is not accompanied by the most pious offerings of the clan or tribe, how can it be called a pilgrimage?

So the golden mask of the Raven Dynasty, the Cascade brown wolf skin illusion dance costume of Midrupda, and the salmon skin of the Yakima people with gold cloak...... There is even a tribal cult of the Nez Perse people, the "Na What" of the Nez Perse War Horse, of course, this pair of "Na What" is a terracotta firing and a birch carving, not a real "Na What" specimen.

Seeing this kind of thing, Bai Huang was speechless.

Although he also knew that in the primitive tribes in many parts of the world, there was a simple plot of life and worship, but he didn't expect that he would encounter this stubble.

Not to mention, it's quite lifelike, if it is seen by some girl paper with a violent heart, she will definitely do everything possible to get her hands on it and collect it.

A day passed, Bai Huang didn't know how many clans and tribes he had "received", adding up to a dozen or so people, some of them were different clans but belonged to the same tribe, and some were different tribes.

Among these people, there were also those who doubted Bai Huang's identity at first.

Because he has short hair after all, and his appearance is very similar to people in modern society, some large teams, that is, more powerful tribal teams, can't help but be a little suspicious after meeting suddenly.

But when they saw Ah Jiu, no one dared to continue to doubt it.

A seventeen or eighteen-year-old Indian girl may mistake the Kenai Mountain wolf for an Alaskan dog, but those adult Indian males who hunt all day long and can tell the difference between a wolf and a dog at a glance will not make such a low-level mistake.

In addition, among these tribes who came to make the pilgrimage, there were also a very few people of high status, who also carried that kind of black branches.

It seems that these Sahaptin people value this kind of branch very much, and after verifying it, the guy who was suspicious before before turned his attitude one hundred and eighty degrees, and looked at Bai Huang's gaze again, and could not find any other ingredients except sincere awe.

Faced with this kind of treatment like becoming a Buddha and an ancestor, Bai Huang said that he was very useful.

The only thing that was a little dissatisfied was that the chiefs, priests, and witch doctors began to get together after the meeting, as if they were planning to engage in some group activities.

Except for the chieftain's sacrifice to the witch doctor, the ordinary Indians in the pilgrimage team were all sent out, and they didn't know what they were going to do. Bai Huang was a little strange at first, and after gesturing with his Indian woman for a while, the other party told him that they were going to collect a spice, which was not used in daily life, but was essential for rituals.

The men, women, and children of the Satsuma tribe were busy decorating the altar and preparing the bonfire, which obviously verified Bai Huang's guess.

Seeing the hundreds of Indians, all excited and busy because of themselves, the druids couldn't help but come up with some malicious thoughts, such as sneaking away or something.

If they find themselves suddenly gone, their expressions will be very exciting.

However, this idea was only fleeting, and Bai Huang was not naïve in the end, knowing that he still had a more important task such as finding seed fragments, so after a little in his heart, he still reluctantly persuaded himself to satisfy the interest of these ignorant natives first. After all, looking for seed fragments, maybe there is still a place where these people can be used.

When the time comes, it will be miserable to be watched, and it will be better to directly get some vine screens to block the line of sight, and it is not good to not participate at all.

Bai Huang originally thought that the ceremony would be held the night before.

But he obviously underestimated the importance and persistence of the Indians to the sacrificial ceremony.

It took two whole days to set up the venue, and after the third day, these people selected five more people from the sacrifice and began to sing and dance around the altar, and it seemed that it was impossible for these people to stop in half a day.

Your sister, are you still having fun?

These natives were excited and happy, and wanted to make the pilgrimage sacrifice ceremony extremely grand, but Bai Huang didn't have the time to grind blindly.

Looking at the sacred energy of the priests, who were usually revered, singing and dancing around the altar, he decided that if the ceremony was not held tonight, he would really shine away.

Fortunately, even if the Indians paid attention to the pilgrimage ceremony, they could not afford to toss and turn endlessly, after all, it was almost salmon spawning season, and they had to prepare for the hunt for winter rations. So after the completion of a procedure similar to the "altar consecration", when the sun set down the ridge, all the Indians cheered at the same time.

Some races have incomparable talents that others can't imitate at all, such as Uncle Hei's physical flexibility, such as Ah San's motorcycle stacked Arhat. And these Indians, who live in the highland jungle, also have their own skills - singing and dancing.

Compared with the ethnic minorities in China who can sing and dance, Bai Huang feels that the dance of these Indians seems to be closer to nature.

Dressed in traditional costumes adorned with feathers and beaded ribbons, nearly two hundred people all began to dance around the druids on the central altar. Wild, distant, high-pitched, it was the call of the wilderness and the mountains, and within the crowd under the altar, four bonfires burned fiercely in front of the front, on the left and right, and with the wild and excited cries of the natives, from time to time there was a crackling sound of sparks, reflecting the red happy faces of these people.

Nima, completely became a mascot.

Sitting high on the altar, the white sun that was worshiped by others shook his head speechlessly.

However, the Indian chick had communicated with him before, saying that this was the procedure for sacrificing to the great god Nayenezgani. Of course, as a god doppelganger, he can also do whatever he wants, but that means that the gods have abandoned this tribe, and everyone will be terrified.

Even in order to win the favor and protection of the gods, the tribal leaders would sacrifice virgins as a contribution to angering the gods.

After spending a lot of effort and figuring out the tribal customs, Bai Huang could only say that some people really have a lifetime and are not saved.

But in order for these Indians not to be frightened, thinking that they had "abandoned" them, and then using the blood sacrifice of virgins, Bai Huang could only endure the depression and cooperate. After taking so many benefits before, you can't watch people push out the tribesmen and kill them, right? It's just hard work for me, and it's good to be happy, anyway, it's just one night's work.

As if the heavens heard the complaint of the daylight, just as the sacrificial ceremony was in full swing, the hunting dogs raised by the Satsuma tribe suddenly barked wildly, first one, then the second and third, and finally the twenty or so hunting dogs of the entire tribe, all howling wildly.

At the moment when the first hound barked, some of the more alert men slowed their dance steps, and their eagle-like sharp eyes looked around vigilantly.

As more and more hounds barked at the police, everyone realized that something was wrong.

Some of the children looked around in confusion, while many more turned vigilantly and stared at the darkness of the forest.

The tension soon spread, and the men of the Satsuma tribe looked at the druids on the altar with some hesitation, and then turned their gaze to their chief and the great witch doctor.

This is because it is forbidden to touch a weapon during the ritual of worshipping the gods, which is considered disrespectful and offensive to the gods.

But they obviously didn't have much time to hesitate, because as the hound's reaction became more and more intense, there was soon a sound in the dark jungle. Then there were countless shadows, and in a few moments, the first black shadow appeared in front of everyone's eyes, followed by the second and third.

It is also a hunting dog, but it is not a hunting dog of the Satsuma clan, or any of the Umatilla clans.

Those who followed the hounds and emerged from the darkness are a powerful testament to this.

Seeing those heavily armed and malicious natives on their faces, everyone present showed a complicated expression of surprise and consternation—because the other party was also a Sahaptin, and the second largest tribe among the Sahaptins after the Nezperse people, the Palus.

The eastern tribes of the Sahaputin, although warlike by nature, are generally warlike against outsiders. Internally, between tribes and tribes, a joint council system is adopted, and the chief chiefs and witch doctors of each tribe decide the affairs of the alliance. Some tribes even practice intermarriage between tribes to consolidate the alliance between tribes.

Therefore, none of the natives who participated in the pilgrimage ceremony could have imagined that the Palouse tribe would suddenly turn against each other.

Because he didn't understand the situation and thought that these Palos people had misunderstood something, the great witch doctor of the Mosa clan, the master here, was also a cheap old Taishan of Bai Huang, so he stood up and pointed at the leader of the other party, and asked loudly with an unkind face: "Chief Gayuk, haven't you received a letter telling you that the doppelganger of the great god Nayenezgani has descended on our Mosa clan?" With weapons in front of the gods, are you tribes of Palouse, ready to turn your backs on the faith of the Sahaptin? ”

"Apocalypse?"

The named chief stepped forward, wearing a wooden eagle's beak headdress, and the appearance of this headdress meant the beginning of a war. After glancing contemptuously at the Grand Witch Doctor of the Mosa Clan, he raised the scimitar in his hand and pointed at the altar: "This so-called Nayenezgani Great God is simply fake, he is just a despicable ordinary person!" ”

As soon as this sentence came out, it immediately aroused the anger of countless people, and some young Indians who came to participate in the ceremony could not help but be angry and restless.

"Blasphemous sinners, you will bring disaster upon all the Sahaputins!"

"Only with blood can the disrespect and offense of the Palouse tribe be washed away!"

However, it was the young men who were excited, and the chiefs and priests were noticeably calmer.

Although their faces were also full of anger, they still stared at them with the only reason they had left: "Despicable ordinary people? Then you stupid Palouse people open your eyes and take a good look, what's under the altar? ”

Following the awe-inspiring gaze of these leaders, the later Indians also saw Ah Jiu lying on his stomach under the altar.

Nayenezgani's pet of the great god, the white wolf Momerka?

This discovery made the eyes of the leader of the Palouse people widen and his face changed slightly.

But before he could speak, an elderly man wearing a crown of eagle feathers and a bearskin robe stood up next to him: "Our blood brothers in the reservation, a few months ago came the news that those white people used the so-called science of blasphemy to resurrect the guardian of the Rocky Mountains, the highland moon wolf, which has disappeared for decades, I think that white wolf is not the pet of the great god, but the blasphemous trick of the despicable white man." ”

The highland moon wolf in the Sahaputin population is the Cascade brown wolf. Creatures endemic to North America, but they were killed in the forties and fifties of the last century.

The man who spoke was the high priest of all the Palouses, and his words were very influential, even in the tribal confederation of the Sahaptins.

And we all know that in addition to sacrifices and witch doctors, even some chiefs in the Indian tribes belong to simple-minded and well-developed limbs.

And simple-minded people are prone to blindly follow the words of others, and they themselves have little judgment.

Now that the high priest of the Palouse tribe said this, some people immediately hesitated again. rs

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