"What is our totem, is it a black and white bear?"

Nujiao's voice was a little excited, and her eyes looked at Yang Hao as if they were shining.

Yang Hao shook his head and said with a smile: "It's not a black and white bear. ”

"Not a black and white bear?" Nujiao was a little puzzled.

Yang Hao said: "The ancient Suiren clan Fuxi was guided by the gods, creating the art of gossip, divining the world of everything, and the moment I saw this black and white bear, a pattern appeared in my mind, such as combined with the Bagua created by Fuxi, you can peek into the heaven and earth, I call it Yin and Yang Taiji." ”

"The wisdom of the leader is very great, and he knows things so far ago."

This nonsense did not arouse the suspicion of Nujiao at all, but looked at Yang Hao with great admiration.

Yang Hao was not ashamed of his deception of the little girl, but said proudly: "This is all the wisdom handed down by the ancestors, and it is not surprising that I know." ”

"Then what is yin and yang, and what is gossip?"

Like a curious baby, Nujiao asked.

Yang Hao teased the bear with the tender bamboo in his hand, looking at the bear's clumsy appearance, he was in a very comfortable mood.

After putting down the bamboo, he drew a picture of Tai Chi Bagua on the ground with his memory.

The reason why he was able to draw this picture effortlessly was due to Yang Hao's curiosity about these divination techniques when he was a child, and the mysterious pattern of Bagua soil, I don't know how many times he copied it, this time it was drawn without the slightest mistake.

Looking at the Tai Chi gossip diagram on the ground, Nujiao's face was very solemn, and even faintly with a hint of piety.

"This is Tai Chi Bagua?" Nujiao's breathing was a little short.

Yang Hao nodded and said: "The circle in the middle is the yin and yang Taiji created by the guidance of the gods, everything in this world has its laws, such as there is day and there is black, there are men and women, there are positive and negative, there is cold and hot, these two shapes are like fish patterns, it is Yin and Yang fish, representing the origin of all things in the world, I hope that our people can be like this Taiji, Yin and Yang combined, endless."

And the outside is the gossip, I don't know much about it, but it contains all the mysteries between heaven and earth, the combination of Tai Chi and gossip, is the guidance of the gods to me, this is the totem of our people.

”

Yang Hao's words, Nujiao didn't understand, but she still listened very seriously, like a devout believer, looking at the Tai Chi gossip diagram on the ground with a pilgrimage heart.

After Yang Hao finished speaking, Nujiao knelt on the ground respectfully and kept bowing towards the Tai Chi Bagua diagram.

Soon, the news of Yang Hao's creation of the tribal totem under the guidance of the gods spread as quickly as if he had grown wings.

In the age of worshiped ghosts and gods, this was a great deal.

Anyone with an identity put down the work in their hands one after another and came to meet Yang Hao as quickly as possible.

When the news was confirmed from Yang Hao's mouth, everyone was so excited that they couldn't help themselves, and they cried with joy.

"Chief, this is a gift from the gods, first there were hunters hunting sheep, capturing black and white bears, and now the gods have given our totems, our people should be happy, our people should be happy!"

Yuan's excited voice trembled a little.

"Chief, this is a major matter for our people, we must choose a good day to worship the gods, otherwise it will be disrespectful to the gods!"

Yin said very seriously.

As soon as this remark came out, it immediately won everyone's support.

This result was already expected by Yang Hao, as long as the matter was brought to the ghosts and gods, even if the totem was a piece of, it was a sacred thing.

"Sacrificing to the gods is a big event, not at will, I look at the heavens, when the cold winter, there is always a day for the shortest day, such as today's calendar is unknown, the year is not clear, my clan from this year, I take this day as the beginning of the new year, and call this day the winter solstice, but the specific day of the winter solstice is unknown, this year will be half a month after the winter solstice, the clan sacrifices to the gods, with the accurate measurement of the winter solstice day, every year on this day to hold a sacrifice."

Seeing Yang Hao treating this matter so solemnly, everyone immediately relaxed.

Bow and say, "We obey!" ”

"Shaoyan!"

"The subordinates are here!"

"I order you to start building a place of sacrifice, but don't levy too many people, just a simple high platform, and then build a formal place of sacrifice in the future, this haste, I believe that our gods will also understand."

Shaoyan said in a deep voice: "I obey!" ”

The major affairs of the country are in worship and Rong.

Whether it is the ancient period or the feudal era that has lasted for thousands of years, the sacrifice reflects the reverence and worship of the Chinese ancestors for heaven and earth, gods, self-realm, ancestors, etc.

Although Yang Hao is a good socialist young man who grew up under the red flag, he still has great respect for the Chinese culture that has been passed down for thousands of years, although he completed his policy in the name of the gods, but from his own experience of abandonment, his reverence for ghosts and gods is not much less than that of these ancient ancestors.

In line with the concept of believing what is there and not believing what it is not, Yang Hao attaches great importance to this sacrificial activity.

When the news of the sacrifice spread, the savages and the tribesmen were very excited, but for those prisoners of war with low status, they were terrified to the extreme.

In their minds, slaves were often one of the sacrifices, and they were very common sacrifices.

The prisoners feared that the Great Qi tribe, like the other great tribes, would suddenly arrest them and push them to the altar.

Yang Hao quickly sensed the panic among the prisoners of war, and after a little inquiry, he knew what was going on.

Therefore, Yang Hao ordered community officials to pacify the prisoners of war.

Although he attached great importance to sacrifice, he was not so cruel as to use human animals.

The pacification of the officials soon had an effect, and although the panic in the hearts of the prisoners of war was not completely dispelled, it did not affect the normal functioning of the tribe.

Half a month is fleeting.

On this day, all the clansmen of the Daqi tribe wore their best clothes.

People painted mysterious symbols on their faces with white dye, and reverently gathered in front of the newly built altar, quietly waiting for Yang Hao's arrival.

Yang Hao was wearing the most "gorgeous" clothes, with bright feathers in his hair, holding a folded cloth in both hands, and slowly walked up to the high platform under the protection of the guards.

The high platform of worship was built very simply, it was a mound more than two meters high, and the shape was somewhat similar to that of a gold pagoda, except that the top was not pointed, but flat.

Yang Hao was a little curious, I don't know if this is a coincidence, or if there is some kind of connection with those mysterious civilizations.

"Knock knock!"

With the sound of three drums, Yang Hao's thoughts were pulled back to reality.

Looking at the black head under the altar and the faces covered with paint, a sense of sacred mission suddenly appeared in Yang Hao's heart, looked at the gloomy sky, and knelt respectfully towards the sky.