At Han Cheng's suggestion, Senior Brother and Yan went out, along with Senior Brother Sha and Second Senior Brother at the same time.

It didn't take long for them to come with their stuff.

The elder brother and the two of them walked in front, and the things they carried were the most mysterious and eye-catching.

Because the thing was covered with a large layer of animal skin, and the true face of the inside could not be seen.

Everyone wondered in their hearts what was under the skin.

On such an occasion, being treated so solemnly is obviously not an ordinary thing.

The elder brother and the two of them, carrying this seemingly small object, came all the way to the front of the totem pole, carefully placed it firmly on the stone platform, and then retreated, returning to the place where they had been standing.

The second senior brother and the senior brother Sha also came over, one of them carrying two clay pots, and the other carrying two large clay bowls.

After the two of them put these things down, they both returned to their original positions.

Under the gaze of everyone, Han Cheng came to the stone platform, with an extremely solemn expression on his face, holding the edge of the fur with both hands, and slowly lifted the skin up.

Everyone in the cave was watching all of this intently, trying to know what was going on down there.

The skin was completely lifted, and the contents underneath finally appeared in front of everyone.

What is it?!

The crowd's eyes widened.

Han Cheng looked at the seemingly abstract thing in front of him, and couldn't help but twitch a little in his heart, and the expression on his face had to remain solemn.

This is a figurine made of pottery, a bird made of pottery to be exact.

One head, two wings, two claws, all of them are a lot of things, but when put together, they are a little unrecognizable as a bird.

This thing was the handwriting of Heiwa after Han Cheng's instruction.

A total of four clay embryos were made, one of which was broken before it was burned, and the remaining three were burned in two, and this was the best of the two......

Han Cheng didn't explain to everyone what the role of this abstract bird was, but went straight to work.

On such a solemn occasion, it would seem very ruinous to explain again.

He looked at Wu, who had already received the news, bent down and took out a bowl from the head of the rafter, held it with his hand, and placed the bowl under the claw that the pottery bird stretched forward slightly.

Han Cheng picked up a long-handled clay spoon and scooped up half a spoon of colored water from a clay pot brought by Senior Brother Sha.

It poured into the more abstract pottery bird, and opened its beak towards its back.

Then a stream of water came out of its claw, turned into a thin stream, and fell into the bowl held by the witch.

When it was originally designed, Han Cheng wanted to let the water flow out of the buttocks, which was more in line with the actual situation of the bird.

Thinking about it later, I always felt a little uncomfortable, so I changed it here.

Looking at this pottery bird that can both drink and spit water, everyone seems very novel.

Wu put aside the bowl filled with water, picked up another bowl and connected it with water, and Han Cheng continued to scoop it in.

Under the gaze of the crowd, there were more and more bowls of colored water, and a large area was lined up on the ground.

After all the bowls were filled with water, Han Cheng let out a sigh of relief without leaving a trace, and shook his somewhat sore arm.

He was short, and it was not an easy job to keep scooping water into the pottery bird, which was placed relatively high.

After doing this, Han Cheng sent a message for people to step forward in turn, and each person brought a bowl of such water.

After everyone had a bowl in their hands, Han Cheng, who also had a bowl in his hand, spoke.

"This is the green finch water!"

"After drinking the green finch water, from now on, it will be a member of the green finch tribe, and no one is allowed to rebel!

If there is repentance, not only will the gods punish him, but those who repent will also be expelled from the tribe and wander in the wilderness, never to return to the tribe! ”

As Han Cheng spoke, his gaze slowly scanned everyone in the cave.

Fusion Bone Tribe is not only to attract its hearts with good things such as food and housing, but also to use punishment to threaten it.

With the combination of grace and power, they can better prevent them from rebelling and doing things that harm the tribe.

The people of the Bone Tribe obviously didn't know what Han Cheng was talking about, holding the bowl, and while being infected by this solemn atmosphere, they were also confused.

Han Cheng naturally knows this, but he doesn't have to worry too much, he doesn't understand it at this time, and when the ceremony is over, someone will naturally explain it to them, and they will understand the meaning of this ceremony.

"Drink!"

He took a snort, took the lead in bringing the bowl of colored water to his mouth, tilted his neck, and drank it with a grunt.

The people of the Qingque tribe who understood his words also began to drink.

Although everyone in the bone tribe didn't know what this god son said, they still knew how to learn from it, and they also brought the water to their mouths and drank it, and even those who were holding little dolls in their arms were symbolically fed a little.

The taste of green finch water is not very good, and the taste is different from the water that is often drunk.

However, everyone has no objection to this, it is normal for the taste to be different, and it is not appropriate for the same, after all, this is Qingque water, how can it be compared with ordinary water?

The milk tea girl held the empty bowl and pursed her lips, she felt that the taste of this green finch water was very familiar, as if it was the kind of potion that Brother Cheng drank to treat himself before......

However, it is not the same, the color of the green finch water is far less dark than the color of the potion, and the taste is not as strong as the potion.

This is the water that is boiled from the root of Bupleurum root.

Originally, wine was the best thing to use on such occasions, but the tribe did not have wine.

In order to show the difference between Qingque Water and ordinary water, Han Dashenzi began to use his brain.

After thinking about it, he hit the idea on the chai hu root.

Boil a little water with a small amount of Bupleurum root, and drinking it is not a big deal......

After drinking the green finch water, the ceremony of integrating the bone tribe into the green finch tribe was completely over.

The reason why the old people of the Qingque tribe are also allowed to drink Qingque water is because Qingque water is a ritual made by Han Chengcai, and people have not drunk it before.

In order to strengthen the concept that those who have drunk Qingque water are the people of the Qingque tribe, Han Chengcheng asked everyone to drink it.

In the future, if someone joins in, these people who have drunk will not have to drink anymore.

Of course, this green finch water is only counted as a matter when it flows out of the toes of the green finch cast in pottery, and the rest is not worth counting.

After the ceremony, things were removed, and the people of the Bone Tribe, who had never experienced such a thing, felt very shocked.

What they have experienced today has once again had a great impact on them.

After someone came over to explain to them the meaning of Qingque Water and what Shenzi said, they unconsciously felt a lot more friendly with everyone in the Qingque tribe when they understood what was going on.

The old man of the Qingque tribe also feels this way.

As for the leader of the bone tribe who was tied up in the courtyard, his face was as dead as ashes......

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