A dance of sacrifices?

It's a bit difficult.

When worshipping the gods before, Su Yin only led the clansmen to kneel and bow, make some gestures, and dance for the first time. Su Yin took a step forward on tiptoe, and she raised her hand—at this time, a voice suddenly appeared in Su Yin's mind: "Your action is wrong." ”

Su Yin was stunned, her body had already moved on its own.

The mist in the air gradually gathered, and the water vapor steamed up from the surface of the lake.

The dance of the gods, in the midst of the lovely morning dew and flowers, dispels the night and hidden evils, and prays that the gods will spread light all over the earth.

Every tree and flower is shaking its head in a sign of their worship. The springs are whispering pleasantly, and they are also expressing their praise to God with their own songs......

All the creatures in nature are showing their joy to God.

The tribesmen under the altar had forgotten to breathe. Shocking, sacred, it seems that all words can't describe how they feel at the moment.

They don't know why just looking directly at the priest gives rise to a blasphemous feeling.

Every year, the Matsuri dances the dance of the gods, but this time, they couldn't even see the movements of the Matsuri. The rhythmic figure moved lightly, as if shrouded in smoke, not allowed to be watched.

Sacrifice to God, sacrifice everything to God.

Therefore, the dance of the gods can only be appreciated by the gods.

With the crisp sound of bones, this thought fell on everyone's heart.

Su Yin's movements accelerated, the air around him became more and more humid, and finally there was a boom, the thunder fell, and the raindrops the size of beans crackled and fell.

Su Yin's last action stopped, and the clansmen also came to their senses, and cheers rang out one after another around them.

Su Yin looked up at the sky, she took off the mask on her face, and the bean-sized rain fell on Su Yin's face and body.

The soaked clothes stuck to Su Yin's body, and the already thick layer of linen almost became a transparent color. Suddenly, a bolt of lightning pierced the canopy and slashed straight towards the altar. The huge stone pillar fell to the ground, broke in two, and turned a charred black color.

Everyone didn't have time to flee before they were so frightened by the sudden sight that they fell to their knees and bowed.

After Su Yin was stunned, she stared at the fallen pillar for a few seconds, then lifted the robe on her body and trotted back to the tent.

The people of the tribe were all bowing down, muttering words like please to calm the wrath of the gods.

Yun Hantao almost laughed out loud when she saw the priest who was also frightened and had run away: these ignorant savages, they actually thought that God was angry?

It was just a stone pillar that was struck by lightning and scared them like this.

And the priest, it's even funnier. I was scared away!

It's a shame that she saw the dance of the gods just now, and she was amazed, it turned out to be just a tricky show, no different from the goddess who danced the great god in her original world......

Yun Hantao smiled at these savages with a sense of superiority.

But now that everyone was on their knees, she was a little conspicuous when she stood alone.

Meng was the first to discover: "Hantao kneels down quickly and asks God not to be angry." ”

"Huh?" Yun Hantao saw Meng's serious expression, she snorted and laughed: "What kind of god is there?" It's all a natural phenomenon. ”

At this time, not only Meng's face changed, and all the clansmen stopped, and looked at Yun Hantao in unison.

"Don't be disrespectful to God!" Reprimanded.

"When it rains, it thunders! Your pillar is so high that it's like a lightning rod in this open space, and of course you'll split it. Yun Hantao explained.

But the novel words in her mouth are not understood by everyone.

Yun Hantao saw that these savages were still staring at her angrily, and she was also a little speechless: "There is no god at all, why don't you understand?" It's all superstition. ”

The patriarch shook his head and sighed: "No wonder the gods are angry, it turns out that some of us are ungodly. ”

The patriarch bowed a few more times to the altar reverently, and expressed his apology to the gods in a whispering voice.

He should not have allowed this ungodly child to attend the ritual.

God is really discerning.

"Kid, I don't care where you're from. Our tribe does not take in ungodly apostates. Not only our tribe, but in the forests, grasslands, and beyond, in all the places where the light shines, no tribe will take you in...... Apostate is rejected by the gods and is the common enemy of all tribes. The patriarch's sharp eyes shot straight at Yun Hantao, and then issued an expulsion order: "You leave!" You are not welcome here. ”

Although the heroine repeatedly insisted that there was no god in this world, she panicked when she heard the words of the patriarch. It's been two months since she came to this primitive world, and the heroine knows very well that she, a powerless woman, has left the tribe, and all that awaits her is death.

Meng stood up: "Father, Hantao just came to the tribe, and no one told her this. Father forgive her, she will definitely not do it again in the future. ”

Yun Hantao's supporters, seeing the frightened look on Yun Hantao's face, their hearts also softened, and they pleaded with the patriarch one after another.

Between being driven out of the tribe and compromise, Yun Hantao chose the latter.

The Hexia tribe is a medium-sized tribe that lives on the edge of the forest and lives by hunting. The number of women in the tribe who survive because of their weak constitution is not much, and the number of women who can give birth to adults is more than twice as small as that of adult men.

For the sake of the reproduction of the tribe, the patriarch was also reluctant to drive out the new women. So after Yun Hantao admitted her mistake, the patriarch just warned her and didn't pursue it anymore.

……

In the priest's tent.

Su Yin was wrapped in a piece of animal skin, shrunk on the stone bed, she looked around vigilantly, the small tent was in full view, and there was nothing.

But Su Yin still had a feeling of being stared at.

Just like when she danced the Dance of the Sacrifice to the Gods just now, her body actually moved on its own! It's like someone is controlling her body and teaching her movements.

Su Yin wanted to comfort himself, but he couldn't do it if he was delusional. Because she really felt it, the invisible hands fell on her waist and arms......

Su Yin wanted to cry: This kind of invisible thing is the most terrifying!

She drilled into the hides again.

At this time, the man on the throne, he supported his chin casually with one hand, his golden eyes flowed, but his divine thoughts fell on the small tent on the Nether side, he sighed softly, and said to himself in a gentle tone: "I'm scared." ”

"There can't really be ghosts, right?" Su Yin muttered quietly.

Mistaken for something else, the man on the throne of God chuckled and corrected, "It's God." ”

Su Yin: !!

Su Yin's hair exploded, obviously not comforted.

She jumped up from the stone bed in fright and was about to run out of the tent in a few steps, but when she was about to run to the door, Su Yin stopped.

She calmly asked, "Are you talking in my head?" ”

Only then did Su Yin realize that the voice just now did not come from inside the tent, nor from outside......

"Close your eyes and you'll see me." The man's deep and gentle voice seemed to come through the space, like a warm spring water, slowly flowing through Su Yin's limbs, instantly soothing her emotions.

After Su Yin closed her eyes, she appeared in a strange place.

The pillars in the main hall are carved out of unknown materials, shining with holy brilliance, and the golden carpet is covered with patterns of all things in the world, the sun rises and sets, and all things grow and disappear, all following the established laws......

Su Yin looked at everything around him curiously, and more often looked at the man on the throne.