The ceremony is very special.

It is completely different from what Yang Xiaokai imagined.

Since ancestor worship is involved, even if he doesn't have any specific rituals as the recipient, he just needs to sit and wait, but there should be corresponding rituals for ancestor worship itself, such as dance, which resonates.

But when the actual start, Yang Xiaokai found that none of these were there.

The person who presided over the sacrifice was Zhang Yi, the patriarch, who stood in front of the totem that marked the ant village, singing words similar to the sacrificial text.

Behind him, Zhang Da held a stone tool and cut off his fingers.

Even if the stone was sharp, it still made Yang Xiaokai, who was watching, twitch a little, and the blunt knife cut the flesh, and so much blood came out, which can be imagined.

Walking in front of Yang Xiaokai, Zhang Da had a serious expression, and pressed his bleeding fingers on the place where Yang Xiaokai had been smeared with ashes and blood before, so that the blood continued to penetrate in.

During the whole process, he did not speak, and it was not until all the places on his back were painted that Zhang Da stepped aside.

After Zhang Da finished everything, Zhang Yi, who was reading the words in his mouth, walked directly in front of Yang Xiaokai, raised his boring palm, and pressed it on Yang Xiaokai's forehead.

"Great heavenly spirit, great earth spirit, bless your people and bless them. ”

Short words without any superfluous words.

Listening to Zhang Da's words, Yang Xiaokai's face showed a little stunned, the simplicity of the ceremony can be described as simple.

It's hard to imagine what such a simple ritual can do.

Zhang Yi's words are not only thin, but even the emotions in them are very calm, as if he is telling a fact, not a request.

In such a situation, can you really be blessed by yourself? Can the ancestral spirit approve of it?

Just when Yang Xiaokai's face was full of confusion, at this moment, there was movement in Tengtu in the central ant village.

A gust of wind, unaware of the wind blowing there, inexplicably swept the flag woven from some unknown hair hanging on the Tengtu of Ant Village, and the sacrifices placed around it disappeared little by little at a speed visible to the naked eye.

With the appearance of this scene, the surrounding ant village tribesmen finally made sacrifices at this moment, no, it should be said that Yang Xiaokai understood the behavior that should be, bowed to the ground, hugged each other, and prayed as if he said, but among those emotions, there was obviously awe, more fear, but there was no remembrance, or longing.

Only the head of the ant village, Zhang Yi was still unmoved, but between his fingers, a wisp of red aura appeared.

The breath slowly flowed down along the mixture of mixed blood and began to connect the originally disconnected, disconnected and smeared mixture, forming a pattern on Yang Xiaokai's body little by little.

The pattern was formed, and it was just that the wind was not surrounding the totem, but came to Yang Xiaokai's surroundings and surrounded him.

The wind, when it blows, is silent, formless and colorless.

But after arriving around Yang Xiaokai, it was dyed with color, and it continued to deepen, and finally turned into a visible, tangible wind, enveloping Yang Xiaokai.

Seeing that the wind wrapped Yang Xiaokai, Zhang Yi immediately raised his hand and retreated.

"Young people, the longer you keep in mind, the more you will gain. ”

After that, he turned around directly, ignoring the sacrifice, and returned directly to the room.

At the same time as Zhang Yi left, everyone in the ant village also stood up separately and quickly returned to their houses, and soon Yang Xiaokai was left alone in the entire open space.

Although he was very surprised by the behavior of the people in the Ant Village, Yang Xiaokai didn't have the heart to pay attention to it at the moment, because he felt the pain that the clan elder Zhang Yi said.

Those breaths began to infect the inside of his body, along the place where Yang Xiaokai had been coated with the mixture, little by little, from skin to muscles, to bones.

It was as if the sand was blowing directly into the skin under the high-density wind, and the pain was hard to describe.

Torn, filled, altered.

Well....

It's a little embarrassing.

Feeling the continuous invasion of energy, Yang Xiaokai in the red wind blinked his eyes, because of Zhang Yi's words, he naturally had psychological preparation, but in fact, except for the feeling of being stared at like a mosquito when he was integrated into the moment, Yang Xiaokai did not feel the concept of pain.

It is estimated that this pain should be slowly increasing little by little.

Thinking of this, Yang Xiaokai couldn't help but take a deep breath in his heart, the Heavenly Emperor's will suppressed his Zhihai, waiting for the pain that Zhang Yi said.

"I said Niu Wa, what's so beautiful? It's not that I haven't seen it. ”

At this moment, in the room, the tiger baby was obviously disappointed, and after seeing the expression of the cow baby looking out of the window curiously from time to time, she opened her mouth a little unhappily.

Obviously, Yang Xiaokai's kind of 'witchcraft' can't be learned, so the village can't be strong, the village can't be strong, and it is destined to be bullied by the Green Worm Village all the time, and when she thinks of the behavior of the cow and wolf, the tiger baby becomes more and more uncomfortable.

Once there is such a thing as the human heart, even if it is said that this case has never been realized, it will not be restored to the past.

Therefore, it was originally very uncomfortable for the tiger baby, but now it is undoubtedly even more uncomfortable.

Last night's astonishment for Yang Xiaokai and the longing for the morning all turned into complaints and unhappiness at this moment.

After quietly glancing at Yang Xiaokai who was receiving the spirit outside, Niu Wa retracted her gaze and said, "Huwa, how long do you say Uncle Yang can hold on?"

"Uncle Yang?" Huwa was a little confused, obviously not knowing who the other party was calling?

"That's right. Niu Wa said: "Didn't Uncle Zhang say that Uncle Yang is called Yang Xiaokai, so naturally he should be called Uncle Yang." ”

Huwa's eyes widened and said, "That guy is just an outsider, you actually call him Uncle Yang?"

"He's got a family seal. Niu Wa said blankly.

"Even if there is a family seal, so what, he is still an outsider. Huwa emphasized.

"Tiger baby, what's wrong with you?"

"Me!" Huwa's tone raised slightly, and when she looked at Niu Wa's blank expression, no, it should be said that a room full of little radish heads had a blank expression, Huwa was stunned for a while, what am I doing?

The other party has already obtained the clan seal, and that is the people of the ant village.

Witchcraft can't be learned, and it's not that the other party doesn't teach it, but the patriarch said that things from outside can't be used.

It has nothing to do with the other party.

What are you doing?

Scratching his head in some distress, Huwa didn't speak, lowered his head, and he didn't understand why he was like this at this moment.

The tiger baby stopped talking, and the little radish heads on the side chattered.

Their relationship was very simple, after witchcraft could not be learned, they quickly put it aside, and when the problem of the cow baby appeared, a group of little radish heads immediately became curious.

Naturally, they also knew about the sacrifices outside.

It hurts, it hurts, it hurts.

Here, there are many dolls who have experienced the second time, the spirit of the spirit.

Tribal civilization is not the eighteen-year-old in modern society, but the age of twelve is considered adulthood, but if you join the hunt, it will take three years of tempering before it can be carried out. The tiger baby and the bullfrog are obviously only fourteen years old, which means that they are still a year away from leaving the village, but because of the predicament of the village, they have no choice but to go out in advance, so they cannot accept the third gift.

Therefore, and the first time of ignorance.

The doll here is very clear, even if you say you haven't experienced it, isn't it typical?

For example, tiger babies, for example, cow babies.

Although they couldn't say this sentence by empathizing, they remembered that the strongest two people both reacted like that, and that kind of pain was definitely not something that they could bear easily.

One of the little radish heads said: "I think I can hold on for an hour, Uncle Yang is already an adult, and his endurance should be no worse than that of Brother Tiger and Brother Niu." ”

"Not true. The other little radish head shook his head solemnly: "I haven't experienced it, the kind of pain you don't know, it's too much pain than my mother beating us, I don't have the strength to cry, it's all pain, it's like ten mothers hanging me up and pumping together." ”

Obviously experienced it personally, but it seemed that there was no better adjective, and the little radish head extracted the most terrible scene in his impression, and then vividly multiplied it tenfold to describe it.

"It hurts?"

Several little radish heads, directly a spirit, the little face was frightened.

The mother of the guy who opened her mouth is famous in the village, especially in terms of beating children, several of their mothers have gone to learn from the experience, and when they come back, the power is directly doubled, but even so, it is still not as good as the other party's mother, the pain is that he was pumped by his own mother, turned his head to look at the other party, and immediately found that his mother's beating was actually just a massage, and the opposite side was terrible.

"I said seven quarters. (Note: This world is a system of hours, four quarters and one hour, that is, a quarter and fifteen minutes.) ）

"No, no, who can last seven moments of that kind of pain, six moments at most. ”

"Five quarters!" "Four quarters!" "Three quarters!"

Obviously, the little radish head mother has left an extremely terrible impression in the hearts of this group of little radish heads, one is less than the other, if it is not for the last moment left, I am afraid that even half a moment can be said.

After expressing their opinions, the little radish heads immediately looked at the leaders of this group, that is, the two children of the tiger baby and the cow baby.

"Brother Tiger, how long do you think he can last?"

As a child in the village, the authority of the tiger baby is naturally the highest, and the problem is raised by the cow baby, as a dealer, it is natural to wait for the player to finish speaking.

Belch....

The depressed tiger baby couldn't help but raise his head, he was already extremely mature, especially after experiencing the cow wolf not long ago, he understood a lot of things overnight, and his thoughts were naturally different from this group of little radish heads.

However, it was obvious that the precipitation was not enough, and after a moment of annoyance, he pursed his mouth and said: "Just him, there won't be more than three hours, just wait to hear him cry and call his mother." ”

Although he has opinions about Yang Xiaokai, Huwa also understands that the other party is powerful.

What happened last night, even today's disappointment, still can't be completely washed away. That kind of power, especially that look, even at this moment, the tiger baby has not forgotten. Naturally, he will not deliberately belittle like other little radish heads.

Three hours?

Eight or nine dolls exclaimed at the same time, looking at the tiger baby in disbelief.

This time is no worse than Uncle Zhang's coming.

You must know that the whole village, and Uncle Zhang can be described as talented, the first time he tasted that taste, he was able to stand still for three hours, but he was stunned by everyone at that time.

Three hours, the taste of the ten stone mothers hanging and beating at the same time.

Well, the stone mother is the mother who has the trick of beating her son and asks all the mothers in the entire ant village to go to learn.

The mother of the mothers can be described as super mothers, even if Brother Tiger and Brother Niu encounter it, they have to be terrifying.

In an instant, except for Niu Wa, the other little radish heads all showed expressions of disbelief, well, they didn't believe it at all.

Originally, even if he was subconsciously unhappy, he still praised Yang Xiaokai's strength, and the tiger baby, who became more unhappy, had a little dark face at this moment.

As a child, he felt a deep provocation at this moment, this group of radish heads, actually dared to doubt himself?

If you don't fight for three days, put on the tile, what is this?

Thinking about it, Huwa didn't do it, because he knew that prestige was a thing, and it had to be proved with facts, that is, even if he fought, he had to wait until the facts were proven, and after this group of guys re-established their high status, they would be persuaded by the other party and then fight.

Even if he doesn't understand the word "loss", Huwa understands very well that if he fights again, the other party will be more convinced.

After thinking about it, Huwa turned her head and said, "Niu Wa, what do you think?"

Niu Wa glanced outside again, retracted her gaze and looked at Huwa and the others, and then said honestly: "I don't know." ”

"I don't know?" Tiger Baby's eyes widened.

"Yes. Niu Wa said: "I just don't know how to ask, but..." ”

Blinking her eyes, Niu Wa thought carefully for a moment and said, "I guess you have time outside of you." "Since it's a gamble, he has to have an explanation, right?

The tiger baby patted her head, stopped talking, and turned her eyes to look out the window, what else could she say?

He's a.,Ah, this is.。

Three hours, I was stupid, otherwise how could I say such a thing?

In this way, if the other party insists on two hours and three quarters, what should he do?

Under the speculation of a group of small radish heads, the people of Ant Village naturally paid attention to it, and they did not forget what Yang Xiaokai, who was brought back by Zhang Da, was for, in order to add a hunter to the village, so as to change the dilemma of Ant Village now.

Compared with the witchcraft in the morning, since they can't practice, although they are disappointed for a while, their minds are pure after all, they are not as good as children, but they are not slow to adjust.

There is no guessing and gambling like the little radish heads.

But in his heart, he did not have the meaning of assessing, how long can the other party endure? That kind of pain, as people who have come over, is the most clear, although the pain will not increase, but it will be superimposed.

So even if you can hold on at first, the more you go on, the more pain you feel, and when the pain is more than a certain level, no one can bear it.

I just don't know how much pain it felt at the beginning.

However, as an adult, you should be able to hold on for a while, after all, it is not as good as a doll, Zhang Da can resist three hours for the second time, and the second time is generally between one or two moments, or more, and the third time is longer.

Especially if you want to become a hunter, five hours is the basic time, Yang Xiaokai's situation is different, but one or two hours should also be there.

Hopefully, don't let Jean down too much....

Zhang Da also seemed to have forgotten about witchcraft, with a look of anticipation in his eyes, his original idea was undoubtedly to add a hunter to the village. "Father, how long do you think Brother Xiaokai can last?"

"How long?" Zhang paused, and couldn't help but glance outside, "When he's done, won't you know?"

With the power of the king, with that kind of will, the pain of the other party at the beginning is probably worse than a needle prick, and this pain will be superimposed to the point that it is unbearable? at least five hours up.

In this case, tell him to guess? In case he is wrong, where will he put his old face?

Obviously, compared with the tiger baby, Zhang Yi, as the elder of the clan, understands more.

And while everyone in the ant village was thinking about it, in the center, Yang Xiaokai, who had attracted much attention, was sitting quietly.

After a long yawn, he really couldn't hold on.

Purr, purr.

Well, Yang Xiaokai he fell asleep....