Back at Lao Jiu's house, Tang Ge fell asleep. That night, he dreamed that he had become a huge star, suspended in the dead darkness of the starry sky, unable to move a single inch as time passed. He was very lonely, and the feeling of loneliness tormented him like an ant devouring his heart, and it never stopped.

He wanted someone to accompany him, so he desperately shone and heated, burning himself into a big fireball, sprinkling the light into the endless void, but after a thousand or ten thousand years of diffusion, the light was still an endless void everywhere he went, and he did not encounter another star as a companion. He is like the only one in the universe, in vain, desperately, trying to reach a other shore, but the endless dead and silent universe is like an infinite prison, trapping it firmly in place, no matter how hard he tries, he can't move a bit, he can only shine and heat alone in vain and pathetic.

"Bell...... Clang...... Clang...... Bell ......"

The tribe's assembly bell rang slowly, saving Tang Ge from his terrifying dream. Hatefully pushed away Adam who was pressing on him, spit out the tiger hair in his mouth, and after moving his sore hands and feet, Tang Ge scolded angrily: "What a fucking ......"

He didn't like this dream very much. Although he dreams almost every day, there are very few terrifying dreams like this, especially the loneliness and powerlessness in the dream, which is simply the embodiment of his mentality when he first arrived in the primitive society, which makes him more and more angry.

kicked the "culprit" Adam hard, and Tang Ge scolded again: "What a fucking ......"

When the bell rings, the ceremony is about to begin, and the clansmen must hurry to the Flame Square to gather for the Flame Migration Ceremony.

"This may be the last time the Banpo dolphin rings the bell......" Tang Ge, who was in a hurry to wash, thought inexplicably.

As a young witch, to participate in the memorial service, he must wear formal clothes, put on a costume full of odd animal skins, and paint his face with colorful oil paint, and when he hurried to the Holy Flame Square, Tang Ge found that almost all the clansmen, women and children, regardless of gender, had already arrived.

Like a late student, Tang Ge ran to the altar of the holy fire with his head down, found his place, and knelt down obediently, looking around while waiting for the ceremony to begin.

The fat witch's wizard suit is similar to Tang Ge's, the same is an animal skin suit inlaid with various bits and pieces of unknown meaning, and her face is smeared with colorful oil paint, except that she has an extra wizard crown decorated with feathers, animal bones and jade on her head, and a witch guard symbolizing supreme power in her hand, and the leather drum that should have been hanging from her waist was placed in front of Tang Ge.

Through the fat witch's "bitter talk" and "painstaking" teachings, Tang Ge can finally serve as the drummer of Wu Zhu at the grand festival, but he can only make one drum beat, so he can only fill up the number at the grandest festival.

Unexpectedly, the fat witch did not express any dissatisfaction with Tang Ge's late behavior, and did not express any opinion on Tang Ge's indiscriminate smearing of oil paint on his face, which did not have any meaning, but after a faint glance at Tang Ge, he continued to wait quietly in front of the altar of the holy fire with a witch fight.

The Sacred Flame Altar is located on a stone platform in the middle of the Sacred Flame Square, and the Holy Flame is burning in the thousand-pound giant dome on the altar. It is said to be a tripod, in fact, in Tang Ge's view, it is better to say that it is a big stove, after all, the tripod itself is a thing for cooking, and no one's tripod will open a few ventilation holes for breathing ash below.

The clansmen are all wearing sacrificial clothes, that is, black foreheads and black kung fu shirts, covered with white long shirts, tattooed bright red flame totems on the foreheads, and the hearts of the long shirts and kung fu shirts and the back are also embroidered with red flame totems, kneeling in front of the altar of the holy fire, regardless of men, women and children, are silent, such occasions even the bears and children dare not mess around, can only honestly kneel and wait for the bell to stop.

It was the night watchman who rang the bell. Tang Ge seemed to be the last to arrive at the Flame Square, but the bell still rang unhurriedly. Tang Ge curiously glanced at the energetic night watchman, not knowing what the meaning of his futile action was.

Everyone is here, and you keep knocking, what do you want to summon?

The bell rang for about half an hour before the sixth man stopped, and Shi Shiran came to the place closest to the altar of the holy fire and knelt down respectfully.

"Knock knock! Knock knock! Boom! Knock knock knock ......"

Seeing the fat witch nodding his head, Tang Ge beat the simple rhythm of the Wu Zhu drum, and the clansmen immediately prostrated themselves on the ground respectfully, waiting for the fat witch to hold the holy fire migration ceremony.

With the rhythm of the rather monotonous drums, the fat witch danced a strange witch dance with a solemn face, humming a tone that no one could understand, sometimes with an excited expression, sometimes silently praying.

Tang Ge is very disdainful of the fat witch, in his opinion, the so-called witchcraft is to pretend to be a ghost and fool people. And the fat witch pretended to be a ghost so much that he believed it, and he was dedicated enough to love his job.

On a hot day, guarding a big stove and wearing thick animal skins, Tang Ge only felt that he was sweating all over and over, and he was dried by the blazing stove over and over again, which was like suffering from a crime. But no matter how bold he was, he didn't dare to mistreat at such a festival, so he could only endure himself, beat the drum seriously, and hoped that the ceremony would end soon.

After a long time, the fat witch, who was also drenched in sweat, finally stopped his steps, lit a little fire from the furnace, and lit the sacred fire container.

The container for the flame is very simple, it is a cylindrical shape like a bamboo tube, with a small square hole on the top and a very small ventilation hole below, in which a flame can be placed, and a cluster of flames can be seen jumping in it, and the upper end of the cylindrical shape has a handle to carry. It's just that when the fire was brought from Zhongzhou, pottery was used, and now it has been turned into bronze.

"The ceremony is complete! Holy Ancestor Wan'an! The fat witch held the tinder and shouted at the throat.

"Holy Ancestor Wan'an!" The clansmen also shouted at the top of their throats, and the roars of more than a hundred people shook Tang Ge's ears.

The drumming could finally stop, and Tang Ge, who was finally liberated, plucked out his ears and flashed to the side as fast as he could, watching the clansmen start to work around.

The tribe's supplies have already been transferred, and the simple luggage of the tribesmen has already been packed, and they can go on the road as soon as they go home, which can be described as light and simple. In addition to the Holy Flame Flame that needs attention, the only bulky thing on the road is the jacky tripod on the Holy Fire Altar.

Originally, the fat witch wanted to install a new Da Ding, or a furnace, in the altar of the Holy Fire City, but Tang Ge did not agree. So far, a total of two large tripods have been made for the amputation of the Banpo dolphin, one of which was sent to the Yan tribe in Zhongzhou, which was also used for the placement of the holy flame, and the other is currently used by the Banpo dolphin. These two large tripods that are sleek and rarely decorated, I don't know how much effort it took craftsmen and how many times they tried to finally make them. The kind of complex patterns and shapes required by the fat witch are even more difficult to make.

Therefore, it is not an exaggeration to say that the tripod is the most important weapon of the country. The tripod of the Banpo dolphin only needs to be carved and decorated to model and water, and those who have seen the meridian tripod and the four sheep Fangzun in their previous lives need to spend the whole country to build, which can be said to be not an exaggeration at all.

"Labor and money!" and "More on that later!" This is Tang Ge's criticism of the fat witch's request. Surprisingly, the fat witch did not refute Tang Ge, but agreed to continue to use this holy fire tripod.

The flame burns day and night, and the temperature is naturally extremely high. Tang Ge stood aside, silently watching the tribesmen extinguish the flames in the Dingli without hesitation, and then wipe out the incendiary materials, as if after separating a holy fire, the flames in the Dingli were no longer sacred.

After extinguishing the fire, it was necessary to wait for the bronze tripod to cool down completely before moving it to the carriage that had been prepared long ago. This road is not all smooth road, most of the road carriage can not pull the bronze tripod through, so when the time comes, it can only be carried by hand, with manpower to transport the bronze tripod through these sections, fortunately, the clansmen have great strength, only a few people work together, can easily lift the bronze tripod.

On the migration road, the fat witch held the fire and walked in the forefront, and the tribesmen carried the symbolic package, lined up in a long line, chattering and following behind, from time to time there were happy laughter, and the crying of children spread far away, startling the birds and beasts in the wasteland.

Tang Ge was still wearing a wizard's costume, and he was forced to follow behind the fat witch. Fat Witch said that the whole migration was a ritual-like existence, so it was impossible for him to be lazy. Seeing that the other bear children climbed onto the tall horses of the cavalry team triumphantly after crying, Tang Ge said unhappily: "It must be this fat woman who is taking revenge on me!" ”

The journey was long, and the migration team was slow, so they could not reach the Holy Flame City that day, so they could only spend one night in the wasteland, and at noon the next day, after a long and non-stop journey, the destination of the migration, the Holy Flame City, finally arrived.

Even after two days of trekking, Tang Ge's mood was still very excited. Finally! Finally! The migration is finally complete, and as long as the flame is placed, I will truly fulfill my dream!

The clansmen came from the east of the Holy Flame City, but they deliberately made a big detour and entered the Holy Fire City from the high city gate. At this time, outside the city gate, the slaves knelt on the ground in the dark, quietly waiting for the arrival of their masters. Although no construction of the walls had begun, only a lone gate stood there, but it was like a dividing line, and not a single slave dared to appear behind the gate.

Behind the city gate is where the Banpo dolphin people lived, where the masters lived, and slaves were not allowed to enter without permission. Even if the city is built brick by brick, they can't do it! Although the city wall did not exist, it had long been firmly in their hearts. Because there is only one fate for a slave who dares to cross the city wall without permission - and that is death!

The clansmen walked straight into the city without squinting, and walked along the dusty bluestone pavement to the altar of the sacred fire in the center of the city.