"I don't agree."

"I don't agree."

"I don't agree."

……

Su Yin's head was circulating with the man's words, and the corners of his mouth twitched a little. She felt that her three views had been redefined.

Then God spoke again, "I will not agree to what cannot be done." ”

Su Yin: "......" She really underestimated men.

To be honest, if Su Yin hadn't remembered her last sentence, she would have thought that she had made some kind of unreasonable request to be rejected by God like this.

Also TM righteous words!

Well, God rejected her request. And now Su Yin doesn't want to ask God: Why can't you do it?

Because Su Yin had a hunch, the answer must be what she didn't want to hear.

Later, the sacrifice was completed smoothly, and the god was in a good mood to accept the food offered on the altar, and gave the tribe the blessing of not invading the beasts and the good harvest of the land. The oracle descended, and everyone present heard it, which made the retired old patriarch burst into tears.

Simply generous suspicious.

"Did you hear the words that Lord Fang just recited?" Someone asked.

"I heard, 'Don't touch it again!' That's what the priest said, I don't know what this means? The answerer imitated Su Yin's tone at that time.

Su Yin caught the keyword and keenly pricked up his ears.

Someone came over and interjected, "yes, I don't understand either!" What exactly does 'don't touch it in the future' mean? ”

"If you can understand the sacrificial words, you can become a priest!"

"Before that sentence, the priest also said a sentence, what she said 'put your hand down' scared me at the time, the priest's tone was very bad, I thought she was angry!"

"I'm scared too!"

"This new word is strange."

"I guess you need that kind of serious tone to communicate with God, right?"

"It should be."

……

Su Yin stood on the altar with a calm face, not wanting to speak at all.

The stone pillars around the altar were lit with torches, which made a crackling sound, and the priest's figure was reflected more delicately, giving her a dim halo.

Yun Hantao looked up at the altar, a white woman, with wide robe sleeves moving in the wind, more ethereal, she stood there indifferently and detached, her figure seemed to be out of place in this world.

Huh, out of place?

This woman is really more like a time-traveler than her!

Yun Hantao lowered her eyes, hiding her emotions in her heart, and the corners of her mouth pulled out an imperceptible sneer: "God's priest?" ”

At this moment, his expressionless face looks very cold, but in fact, Su Yin, who is very rich in inner drama: Discuss it with the patriarch, and change the monthly sacrifice to the gods once a year in the future......

Forget it, it's still biennial.

After returning to the tribe, Su Yin never had any more nightmares, which made her more and more determined to stay away from God. For the next half month, God did not appear.

Su Yin's life seems to have returned to the days before God appeared. Ask divination, know medicine, and clean the temple by the way.

It would be even better if there was no need to place flowers in front of the idol every morning.

This routine was ordained by God, and God said that successive priests were required to do this work by offering beautiful flowers to God as a sign of love for God.

God said the last word of love too tightly. Su Yin was suspicious of the man's purpose.

But when she saw the god sitting on the divine throne, just as soon as she raised her hand, a spirit bird put a small golden flower on the god's fingertip like a flattering person, Su Yin felt that this was working normally.

Maybe the divine realm has rules for sending flowers.

Let's talk about the origin of Su Yin's daily worship of the gods. The 1:1 scale of the god to the real body suddenly appeared one day. The long body, the eyes slightly closed, every inch looks noble and dazzling, and even the hair is carved exquisitely.

One day, Su Yin rubbed her eyes after getting up in the morning, and before she finished yawning, she saw this statue, and then she hiccuped directly.

Su Yin thought it was a god.

Then Su Yin began his daily work, picking flowers with morning dew and placing them in front of the statue.

And the same bright bouquet of flowers has also become the constant scenery in front of the god table.

Su Yin's day-to-day work continued until winter came, and there was no green in the tribe and its surroundings.

The winter winds and snows raged, and the entire tribe under the river was covered in a thick white color.

The tribe had stockpiled enough food, but the rough wooden houses that were ventilated around were not enough to withstand the bitter winter cold, and even the skins stuffed in the cracks of the wood did not help.

At this time of year, people always prepared large quantities of hides and went en en masse to spend the long winter days in caves in nearby mountain passes. However, this year, unlike the previous state of the animal skin tent and leaving as soon as it was rolled, with real estate such as a house, many people hesitated a lot.

"What if we are gone, and the house is destroyed by wild beasts?"

"Are the pigs and sheep we raised going to the cave together?"

"And my field, the winter wheat seedlings have been planted, and if they are not guarded, they will definitely attract hungry herbivores and eat them all!"

"We can make a fire in the house, and we have enough hides, so there is no need to go through the trouble of moving to the cave."

"The cave is too small to hold us, and it can't hold so many pigs and sheep......"

Such issues involving property also worried the patriarch.

In fact, the tribes under the river are not safe in winter. When winter comes, they can cross the river once the water near the tribe enters the frozen period, as can the ferocious beasts of the forest. Besides, the beasts of winter will inevitably go even more crazy when they run out of food.

Some people led by Yun Hantao confidently believed that there were warriors in the tribe, and even if there were fierce beasts attacking, they would not be able to cross the outer walls of the tribe.

The filthy and crowded cave, a group of people eating and drinking and staying in it for the whole winter, the unpleasant smell, Yun Hantao felt that she was going to be smoked and fainted just thinking about it.

Now that the house has been built this year, Yun Hantao is naturally reluctant to go to the cave with extremely poor conditions. As a result, several negotiations failed, and the tribal relocation, which should have started at the beginning of winter, was stalemate until the snow season came.

Then people finally realized: it's still warm in the cave!

Heavy snow fell for several days, and the road was completely blocked by a foot of heavy snow. It was impossible for the tribe to move to the cave again.

There was only one word left for the gritted people: forbearance!

How many winters have passed without food, and now they have hot soup to drink, and their stomachs are full, but what is there to not be satisfied with just being frozen?

Thinking like this, everyone who was shivering from the cold suddenly felt a little warmer on their bodies.

I don't know if it's because of the blessing of the gods, or because of the strong physique of the clansmen, or because of the abundance of food, in short, no one has frozen to death since the beginning of winter, and the beast invasion incident that Meng and others feared has not happened.

Except for a few troubles where the house was crushed by snow......