This group of witches was still very dissatisfied with the fact that the clansmen of the Xingyue tribe were so unserious about this ceremony.

Although they say that they are not the witches of this tribe, and the gods are not the gods of this tribe, they can understand that they don't care, but they are very dissatisfied with the fact that they completely regard this serious ritual as a pastime.

After seeing Ye Feng's results, they didn't have any concerns, nodded and accepted it calmly.

But that doesn't mean everyone thinks that way.

I saw a short and thin witch suddenly jump out, stretched out a finger, pointed at Ye Feng's nose and shouted, "That's how you dealt with them?" You don't take our gods seriously, do you? ”

This was the first time that Ye Feng was pointed at his nose and shouted, and his face immediately darkened, but he still maintained his demeanor and said: "This witch, I don't know if I deal with it like this, why are you dissatisfied?" ”

"Hehe, what's the dissatisfaction? I'm not satisfied! In our tribe, as long as anyone, including the chief and me, anyone has the slightest disrespect for God, it will be severely punished, and you, just a few words of scolding will be done?! ”

This thin monkey-like witch stared at him with a pair of bulging eyes, as if he wanted to kill Ye Feng with his gaze.

Ye Feng's brows were deeply furrowed, this time he was really a little angry.

But the thought that he is a tribal witch, whose status is equivalent to that of a tribal chieftain, and if one is not handled well, it may cause the two tribes to fall into diplomatic disputes.

Therefore, Ye Feng still said calmly: "I'm sorry, this witch, this is the Xingyue Tribe, and the set of rules of your tribe will not work with us." ”

"If it doesn't work, why not? Don't think you're not strong enough to do whatever you want! The witch jumped three feet high like a cat on its tail, and its voice was as sharp and piercing as that of a duck.

"Based on the idiom you said, 'do whatever you want', you must have understood our tribe, and I don't believe I need to say more to you about the strength of our tribe. Plus, powerful tribes are really capable of doing whatever they want! Ye Feng still endured his temperament and said.

But the onlookers had already heard that Ye Feng was on the verge of rage.

"Alas, alas, stop arguing, don't quarrel, what's the matter, everyone take a step back, isn't it okay?" Big Nose hurriedly took on the peacemaker and stood in the middle of the two.

"I*&#, why isn't this a big deal!" The thin monkey witch directly burst into a foul mouth, and hurriedly wanted to play to greet the iconic nose of the big nose.

Perhaps because he was too short, his fist stopped about a few centimeters from his nose.

The big nose felt the strong wind coming from the tip of his nose, and his anger came up all of a sudden.

He stopped talking nonsense, didn't say a word, and directly scuffled with him. Ye Feng watched from the side, without the intention of persuading.

Anyway, these two witches fought by themselves, and any diplomatic disputes that arise are also the affairs of these two tribes, and they have nothing to do with the Xingyue tribe. On the contrary, Ye Feng is happy to see it come to fruition.

The big nose is tall and big, and it's a no-brainer to beat up this little guy.

I saw that he grabbed the short guy, as if he was carrying a rag doll, shook in the air, snapped his fist a few times, and the little guy knelt down completely.

As for the guards who protected him, they were arranged outside the city walls, and they were not allowed to enter.

Mainly because these people, as a guard who has always been there, their combat effectiveness is certainly not comparable to that of ordinary soldiers, and for the sake of safety, they cannot enter the city gate for any reason.

Seeing that he was going to beat him down, Ye Feng hurriedly stopped him: "Okay, okay, don't fight, the top priority now is to show the gods!" ”

Hearing him say this, the witches remembered that they still had business to do.

They couldn't help but look at the lowly witch with a bad look—if it hadn't been for this guy's trouble, they might have done half the ritual.

Ye Feng hadn't been there, and the man who was lying on the ground and screaming bitterly directly beckoned the witches and brought them to the bonfire.

Ye Feng nodded and said to everyone: "It's almost time, let's start!" With that, he took a few steps back and gave the witches their place.

The witches hurriedly formed a circle around the campfire.

After a while, in this November, fine beads of sweat appeared on their foreheads.

It wasn't that the campfire was too hot, but that they were nervous.

Big Nose took a few deep breaths and extinguished the anxiety in his heart.

I'm about to see him, a god he can't disobey until he dies! His excitement at this time was difficult to control, if I had to use a metaphor to describe it in later generations, it was from a small man in cloth clothes to suddenly learn that he was elected president.

"Don't be nervous, you can do it! You'll be able to do it! He silently cheered himself up in his heart, and his eyes showed firmness again.

There's no second chance, he can't go wrong!

His mouth twitched, and he remembered the mantra that his tribe's previous witch had taught him to communicate with the gods.

His right hand clenched the hilt of the sword, and his palm was sweating slightly, making the hilt slip a little.

It was already very cold in November, especially at night, when a cold wind blew, making the sweat on his palms cold to the bone, and the hand holding the hilt of his sword had already turned purple.

There was a campfire in front of him, and he only needed to let go of his hand and stretch it out to allow him to touch such a cold state.

But he didn't, he was a witch, he revered the gods he believed in, and he was so crazy that he didn't dare to betray him until he died.

In this way, he didn't know how long he had been thinking, and suddenly pulled out a wooden sword, according to the method given to him by Ye Feng, when he held the piece of paper, he suddenly threw it up, and when it was in mid-air, his sword blade suddenly rushed forward and pierced it with a squeak.

"Haste as the law!" With a loud snort, he sent the wooden sword towards the fire.

Seeing such a scene, Ye Feng couldn't wait to fan himself with a big mouthful of melon seeds.

This mouth is so cheap!

What spell is bad to teach? I want to teach them to say this!

He, the melon-eating masses, was watching it with excitement just now, but suddenly this sentence came, inexplicably playing!

He was very depressed, but it was impossible to stop this appearance, so he could only continue to eat melons in front of him.

Big Nose and a pair of eyes stared at the piece of paper, expecting what kind of changes it had.

A second passed......

Two seconds passed......

Three seconds passed......

Although he didn't have the concept of "seconds" yet, he still felt that every time his heart beats, it hurts inexplicably, as if someone is constantly pricking his heart with a needle.

After more than ten seconds, he finally saw the first black-brown streaks finally appear on the paper.

"There you have, there you have it!" He suddenly screamed, and his legs even trembled.

None of the people around him paid attention to him, because they all reacted the same way.

The black-brown lines were gradually gathering, and in a few moments, a lively eagle appeared on the paper.

"Eagle! The god of our tribe is the eagle! The big nose couldn't suppress the excitement in his heart anymore, and quickly took down the piece of paper, and threw the wooden sword in his hand elsewhere with a snap.

He clutched the piece of paper tightly, and his body shook as if he had been electrocuted.

"God! Bow down to me! He suddenly snapped and knelt on the ground, ignoring the fact that the ground was full of sand and gravel, and knocked his head several times one after another.

His eyes were already moistened with excitement.

A big man was so excited that he couldn't cry.

Although the other witches were not so excited that they couldn't cry, their eyes were also very red, and they were not much better.

Ye Feng looked at these "god sticks" speechlessly, just a chemical reaction, as for this!

At the same time, he admired them very much in his heart.

They were able to pray to the gods they believed in, day after day, year after year, for so long, without complaining of bitterness or tiredness, although in other senses the gods they believed in were superstitious and undesirable.

However, the priceless spiritual sustenance they have given to their people in this primeval and wild land full of dangers cannot be compared with anything.

Ye Feng sighed at this, and suddenly thought in his heart - why not lead this "superstition" of theirs to give people a positive value and form a good religion?

Thinking of this, Ye Feng felt more and more that this matter was promising.

Just when Ye Feng was full of thoughts, the excited mood of the big nose finally recovered.

He carefully took the piece of paper, and turned his head to see the Tigerskin Chief.

Picking up the wooden sword, he hurriedly walked over and said with a smile, "What is the god of your tiger skin tribe?" ”

The Tigerskin Chieftain's eyes were red and swollen, and it seemed that he had just burst into tears.

Hearing the big nose's question, a hearty smile finally appeared on his face.

He looked up and laughed a few times before he said, "Our god is an eagle!" ”

The big nose was stunned for a few seconds, and hurriedly asked, "What did you say?" Who is your God......? ”

"Hawk!"

"Hahaha!" Big Nose suddenly laughed, and quickly patted the Tigerskin Chief on the shoulder.

He used great force, and it was slammed and slammed far away.

If people who don't know see it and don't look at the excitement on his face, it's really possible to think that they are fighting.

To be continued

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