Regarding how to sacrifice this time, Wu was consulting Han Cheng's opinion.

In the past, Wu would never ask others about this, even if Han Cheng was the son of God.

But now things are different, because the totem pole has been transferred from the inner cave to the house under Han Cheng's sworn guarantee, and the environment is different from before, and Wu is a little undecided.

After some conversation, Han Cheng figured out what Wu meant.

He wanted to move the totem pole back to the inner cave, still perform sacrifices in the cave and in the cave, and wait until the sacrifice was completed, and then get the totem pole back into the house.

Because the space inside the room is too small, it is not a suitable place of worship.

But he had never done this before, and he was afraid that moving the totem pole back and forth like this would collide with the gods, so he couldn't make up his mind.

If Han Cheng was a real Divine Son, he might still think about this matter carefully, but he was just a time-traveler dressed in the skin of a Divine Son, so he was naturally fearless, how convenient and how to come.

After receiving an affirmative answer from Han Cheng, Wu suddenly became full of energy.

While asking people to clean up the cave, he was about to have people move the totem pole away, but was stopped by Han Cheng.

Han Cheng said to Wu that the totem pole can't be moved so easily, and it needs to be coordinated with other things.

Wu has not experienced such a situation before, and the previous Wu has not left a way to deal with related matters, so it is only Han Cheng's fate.

At the same time, I was curious about what the Son of God said, what needs to be used to cooperate.

The thing Han Cheng said was a very common thing in later generations, and that was the drum.

Adding drama to the totem pole was actually something that Han Cheng thought of temporarily.

First, the heavy snow fell, people's movements were restricted, and there was not much to do, and secondly, he felt that the sacrifice of the Qingque tribe still lacked a sense of ritual, so he wanted to do something, so he naturally said the drum.

After saying it, Han Chengcheng regretted it a little, because of the lack of tools and materials, it was extremely difficult to make a drum at this time.

Even if you don't use wood to make the drum body, you can't use pottery instead, because at this time, the weather is cold, and the mud embryo is easily frozen, and there is no way to burn it.

Han Cheng thought for a while, and found that there was no good solution, so he couldn't help but sniff, scolding himself with a wry smile......

Han Cheng walked slowly with his hands on his back, and the cloak made of old sheepskin hung low, moving slowly with his movements.

His face was slightly tense, and his eyes moved from time to time, sweeping to the sides, with caution in his gaze.

There is a lot of emperor looking at his courtiers, or the bearing of a big man who presides over the palace draft.

Of course, the premise is to replace the large and small clay pots, clay pots, and clay pots placed on the left and right sides for courtiers, or cautious and beautiful women......

Han Cheng's footsteps stopped, and his gaze fell on a small vat that was placed.

This jar is 70 centimeters high, the diameter of the mouth is about 30 centimeters, the middle is relatively thick, and the two ends are thin.

"That's it."

Han Cheng said to Wu and Heiwa, who were following him.

Hearing this, Heiwa stepped forward and took out the jar.

Then, according to Han Cheng's instructions, the cylinder was turned upside down, and a relatively thin and rough stone was used to rub back and forth along the bottom of the cylinder.

After grinding like this for a while, a line that is not deep comes out.

This is a very tiring thing, Han Chengcheng asked people to call the wood to take over Heiwa's work.

He is more adept at polishing stone tools.

You guessed correctly, Han Chengcheng is going to use this cylinder as a drum body, but the premise is that the bottom of the small cylinder needs to be removed.

While the wood was dealing with the small tank, Han Cheng went to rummage through the pile of nitrated fur stored by the Qingque tribe.

It took a while to find a skin that wasn't very hairy.

Then ask the lame to find a wooden stick and put the skin on the flat wood and beat it, which will make the skin softer.

Then let him use a carefully made stone knife to scrape the skin over and over again, scrape off the remaining hairs on it, and try to scrape some of the excessively thick places thinner, which is an extremely time-consuming job.

The bottom of the vat was not taken down until the next day, and the craftsmanship of the wood was very good, and the bottom of the vat was clean, and the vat was not damaged.

Han Cheng pointed out two circles of points on the wall of the small cylinder, close to the two ends of the small cylinder.

Then let Heiwa take over the wood, and carefully drill holes in these points with relatively sharp stones, and be careful not to break the cylinder.

It wasn't until three days later that these things were completely sorted out.

The skin, which had been carefully polished by the lame, but still far removed from the later generations, was split in the middle, and holes were pierced around the skin with bone needles, and a relatively thin rope was tied to these holes.

Han Cheng covered the skin on the mouth of the small cylinder, passed the rope through the small hole that had been drilled, and pulled it tightly and tied it tightly.

He just did a demonstration of this, and the two of them did it.

The main reason is that it takes a lot of strength and skill to stretch the drum surface, otherwise the drum surface will be loose and loose, and the sound of the drum will not be loud.

Han Cheng is no stranger to drums, gongs, cymbals, cymbals and other things, and many of them have a set of such things in the village, and every time the New Year is approaching, these bronze utensils will be moved out and beaten.

These bronze utensils are all combined with dragon dances, lion dances, spider dances and the like, but unfortunately the dragons in the village have long been broken......

Of course, these were the scenes of almost 20 years ago, and as people went out to earn a living one after another, the pace of life became faster and faster, and these things were rarely touched anymore, and they have always been dusty in the houses of a family in the village......

In order to achieve a better effect, after the drum surface was stretched, Han Cheng took people out to get some pine resin not far from the Qingque tribe, put it in a small clay pot and heated and melted it, and used a small branch to pick up the holes that pierced the rope one by one, and sealed the edge of the leather attached to the wall of the jar.

After doing this, a drum is completely complete.

Han Cheng tapped it with his fingers, making a muffled sound, it was not as good as the barrel drum of later generations, but he was very satisfied with being able to make such a drum under such conditions.

Han Cheng didn't let people beat this drum randomly.

Because of his words, and knowing that it was for the sake of the gods in the future, everyone remained curious and in awe of the new drums, including the few people involved in making them.

After the drum was finished, Han Cheng commanded the limp to cut out two other wooden sticks with a diameter of about three centimeters and a length of thirty centimeters, and one end of the wooden stick was wrapped around the leftover material left over from the previous drum, and two drumsticks appeared.

The only thing that Han Cheng regretted was that there was no red cloth or red fuel, otherwise these two drumsticks would be more festive and more feeling.

After the drumsticks were ready, the wood was cut and tied to make a drum frame, and at this point, a set of things was completed.

The people of the Qingque tribe have never looked forward to the arrival of a sacrifice like this time.

They were anxious to know what effect the Son of God had worked so hard to make, and how it could be used in sacrifices.

Even the old god stick Wu couldn't hold back the excitement and anticipation in his heart.

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