The sun slowly rises in the east, illuminating the ice red.

The day totem warriors came to the beach early, and let the totem fire of the day totem break through the frozen ice last night, so that the warriors could fish.

Many warriors waited early, and as soon as the ice broke, they rushed up with fishing nets.

For more than ten years, the Fire Tribe's enthusiasm for fishing has not diminished in the slightest, and it may not be until this generation of hungry and cold people has died out that the enthusiasm for storing food will fade.

The six generations of chiefs also got up early and began to deal with the affairs of the tribe, and he was known for his diligence.

Now he has bid farewell to his youthful appearance, and is moving from prime to middle age, with more beard and majesty on his face, less jumping and more calm in his eyes.

His child, the young man who had drunk the fish soup at home, walked towards the altar as usual.

As he walked along the way to the altar, he suddenly saw a middle-aged woman dressed in a white bear skin approaching him.

The power in this person is very obscure, but it is not this power that attracts him, but the face of this person, which always looks a little familiar.

"You're the son of the sixth-generation chief?"

The woman's voice is gentle, but it gives people a sense of superiority and etherealism.

The young man looked at him in silence, his eyes glancing curiously left and right, and he found that the tribesmen were always able to turn a blind eye to this woman who obviously did not belong to the Fire Tribe.

"Yes. ”

The boy answered, and raised his foot to bypass the woman and leave.

"You're not as strong as your father. ”

The woman took a step across, and she came to the boy as if she were floating, blocking his way.

"Huh?"

The boy looked up in confusion, not understanding why he had stopped him, or what she was doing when she mentioned her father.

"My name is salary, did your father tell you?"

When the woman saw that he did not speak, she took the initiative to speak.

The young man's eyes widened in surprise, and he looked at the woman's face for a long time before he spoke: "Auntie?"

A smile spread across the woman's mature face.

A smile made her high-minded, ethereal temperament disappear, but as she withdrew her smile, the feeling became stronger again.

"Yes"

The woman affirmed.

"Father often mentions you, and I go and tell him that he must be pleased. ”

The rare taciturn teenager was a little excited, and turned to tell his father, but the salary held him.

"There's no need, I'm here just to find you. ”

The young man looked at her suspiciously, but then shook his head vigorously: "I can't go with that cangwu, my father will already miss you very much after you leave, and he will miss me when I leave." ”

A hint of sadness appeared in her eyes, but vanished as the obscure totemic power on her body vibrated with it.

"Cangwu is dead, I am now a witch, I asked you to go with me, not to leave like I did back then, but to give you something, it is inconvenient here. ”

She twisted her head and looked at the altar, as if to say that it was inconvenient because of it.

The young man nodded, expressing his understanding, after all, now that his aunt is no longer from the Fire Tribe, it will be a problem to enter the Fire Tribe without permission.

Whether it's boiling salt or making bows and arrows, it's kept secret from the outside world.

"Yes, Auntie. ”

Seeing that the young man agreed, the witch also let out a long breath, she had been in the Fire Tribe for too long, and she was afraid of being recognized.

There are too many totems and spiritual artifacts here, and she is not easy to hide.

The aunt and nephew walked south out of the fire tribe along the road, and then walked west into a dense forest, and on the way, the witch repeatedly confirmed that no one was following, and then led the boy into the dense forest.

Walking through the dense forest, I soon came across a high hill where the trees on the high ground and the trees next to it had been cut down.

And on a tree stump in the middle of the high ground, there was a large stone standing on it, and the boy could see the difference of this stone at a glance.

"Totem stones?"

The Fire Tribe has a lot of totems, and the boy is naturally the son of the leader of the sixth generation, and even those totem spirit weapons, he can borrow them to play with.

Not only that, his eldest mother is the next generation of witches of the wolf tribe, and his biological mother is the current generation of witches of the sand totem fire tribe, and his insight is naturally extraordinary.

"Sort of, but more precisely, it's the totem fire, the totem fire of the tribe. ”

The witch glanced at the big stone and said emphatically.

It can be heard that when it comes to the tribe, she is full of pride.

Ten years have passed, and she is no longer the little girl who turned from a slave to a clansman in the Fire Tribe.

Today, she is a powerful herald, and she is proud of her tribe and proud of her tribe.

The young man could naturally see the pride on his aunt's face, but unfortunately he was too young to understand this, but he still nodded, because he understood what totem fire was, and his mother's totem was a tinder, sand totem tinder.

"My aunt brought you here to give him to you and teach you how to make a scroll. ”

As she spoke, the woman took out a hide from her bosom, which opened to reveal a bird's-eye view of the Fire Tribe.

It's not just a picture, the characters on it are moving, some are fishing by the river, some are boiling salt in the tribe, and some are walking around, looking lifelike, which immediately attracts the attention of the teenager.

"Can I learn?"

The boy asked expectantly.

The witch smiled, just like the witch smiled at her, with an obscure power.

She reached out and touched the boy's head: "Of course, I am your aunt." ”

The boy nodded excitedly, and looked at the unfolded scroll again, he liked it.

"When you learn it, you can draw it yourself, this is my aunt's, I can't give it to you. ”

As he spoke, he put the scroll into his arms and pulled the boy to the totem fire.

She first taught the boy how to dance the sacrificial dance of the tribe, so that the boy could connect with the totem fire.

Compared with the sacrificial dance known by the youth, the sacrificial dance of the tribe has its own characteristics.

It moves very little, has no hunting, picking, etc., and is not full of unique charm like the sacrificial dance of the fire tribe, and the movements are more concentrated between the eyes and hands.

This makes him jump very awkwardly, especially the complex movements of his hands, which require the dexterity of his fingers, making him look very clumsy.

Until noon, when his stomach was growling, he still hadn't been able to learn all the sacrificial dances.

"Eat first. ”

As he spoke, he took out a leather package from his bosom, and when he opened it, there were some small yellow particles inside.

"This is yellow millet, and it's delicious. ”

The young man stepped forward curiously to take a look, and sniffed it with his nose, and there was a clear fragrance, which made him like it.

"Eat. The witch smiled and handed Huang Su to him.

The young man took the yellow millet and ate it in a big gulp, and he felt that the taste was very sweet.

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