Chapter 148: Ancestral Spirit, Please!
Pump~
Early morning.
The crisp sound of birdsong swept across the sky.
A sturdy eagle spread its iron wings and circled in the air, its gaze as cold as a cold blade, coldly scanning everything moving on the ground.
Beneath the eagle is a vast pristine forest.
The trees are towering, the shrubs are thick, and the thorns are everywhere, making it difficult to get through people.
At this moment, a loud bang rumbled from the ground, and then, a huge silver centipede the thickness of a water tank broke through the ground, overturning the number around it, and in the splash of soil, hundreds of iron feet like steel of centipedes waved rapidly, and there was a humanized fear in the six black eyes.
The centipede is very large, the armor of the whole body is like a silver piece shining with a metallic luster, the ground it walks on is actually making a 'smack' sound, a scorched smell is permeated, the ground is visible to the naked eye scorched black, the trees are also dying rapidly in a few breaths, but people look at it, the scalp is numb.
I saw that this huge centipede had only half of its body drilled, and it hurriedly waved hundreds of iron feet and rushed towards the distance.
All that left on the ground was a squirming black mark and a patch of dead trees.
Thundered~
There was a violent tremor on the ground, like the movement of some giant creature.
In the distance, there was a large rooster with a black body as carbon and a red-eyed golden-crowned sand dune, fluttering its wings and rushing towards here.
All the towering trees around it that stood in its way were trampled off like grass under its iron claws.
The big silver centipede seemed to have seen its nemesis, and it didn't hesitate to run.
For a while, there was a constant rumbling sound on the ground, and a scene of roosters fighting yin centipedes was staged.
There are many more battles like this in this forest.
It's all about survival, it's about hunger, where bloodshed is common, where the loss of life is common, and where everything remains in its most primitive state.
This is the only forest within a radius of hundreds of miles, and it is also the most primitive forest, and it is the most wild area.
This is the Primordial Forest.
The eagle hovered in the sky, watching the battles that took place below, as if he had long been accustomed to it.
Suddenly, a beam of light appeared out of thin air in broad daylight, directly penetrating the heavens and the earth, and visible to the naked eye, there was an afterimage descending rapidly in the beam.
The animals of the Primordial Forest all stopped the fierce battle for a moment, looked at the place where the beam appeared, and roared one after another, making a voice like might.
......
The night came silently.
"Uncle, do you say that the ancestral spirit will manifest?"
In a primitive tribe, the big man turned his head, looked at the little heel behind him, touched his little head, and said, "I don't know, the ancestral spirit only came in the morning, and now he may still be hungry, waiting for us to worship." ”
"Is the ancestral spirit a human, will he also be hungry?"
"This ...... Uncle doesn't know, you have to ask your grandfather about this, he knows. As he spoke, the big man touched the child's head, and his stomach was busy.
The little heel watched the adults go, and turned his gaze to the old man sitting on a high platform made of logs.
"Ah Gong, Ah Gong must know, Ah Gong is the most amazing person......"
Night shrouded the place, but the primitive tribes were brightly lit.
Fire, the most primitive torch, was tied to a shelf made of bone, and every house had one in front of its door to provide illumination.
The houses here are not ordinary houses, but leather tents like Mongolian yurts in the 21st century, but these leather tents are really made of leather, and they are built with animal bones.
There are no less than dozens of such tents in this tribe, and it is roughly estimated that there are no less than hundreds of people in this tribe!
And the construction of these tents is also very interesting.
They were all built outward, in a ring, with the butt facing a huge stone monument in the center.
Speaking of this, I have to talk about this stone tablet in the central square of the tribe.
This is a square long stone stele, the top is made of tetrahedron as the top, the whole body is black, faintly visible on the stele has a strange text, but because it is too old, these words are already very blurred.
Due to the existence of the stone stele, a vague aura emanated from the quilt, and no beast dared to approach within a hundred miles of the entire tribe, as if it was afraid of this mouth.
At this time, a small platform more than two meters high has been built with wood under the stele, and the wood used to build this platform is also very old wood, all of which are blackened wood, but these woods do not appear fragile or corroded because of the passage of time, but show a peculiar sense of tenacity.
Facing the stone monument on the wooden platform, there is a table with tributes such as wild fruits, fish, and meat.
An old man in a robe of animal skin, kneeling under the platform, folded his hands and eyes closed, muttering something reverently.
Under the platform, there are four live birds in each direction.
Bison, goats, wild boars, water fish.
The four live birds were tied up with five flowers, still violent, and from time to time they made a cry, and the four big men carrying large knives made of bones stood aside with serious faces, as long as the old man on the platform gave an order, the four sacrifices would be slaughtered immediately.
On the side of the square, many people of the tribe dressed in animal skin clothes knelt reverently around the square.
Children are not yet adults and are not eligible to participate in such a sacrifice, especially this one.
This time, Ah Gong wants to summon the ancestral spirit and deal with the Aconitum clan!
An older child was full of pride.
Next to him, a few children who played well with him all showed reverent eyes, "Really? Those villains of the Aconitum clan will definitely be beaten by the ancestral spirit!"
"Of course, that's the ancestral spirit of our Wushan clan!
The little heel worm was also among these people, and he looked at the child king who was beaming proudly, and he also showed a knowing smile.
At the same time, in the square, the old man who had been kneeling all day finally opened his eyes.
"Cut the tribute, please the ancestral spirit!"
His old voice rang out.
The man who had been waiting for the order without hesitation raised the bone knife in his hand and slashed it hard!
Puff! Puff! Puff!
The sound of four knives cutting meat resounded, and the moment the head rolled off, hot and smelly blood gushed out from the fracture.
Airplanes~
It was a sudden tremble, and the blood that should have dripped on the ground was actually held up by an invisible force, and then rushed towards the stone tablet.
In mid-air, the blood of the four animals condensed into a cyclone, the cyclone appeared, the heavens and the earth seemed to be red, after the cyclone appeared, the stele continued to tremble, and a spherical black mang appeared on the spire of the quilt.
As soon as Ah Gong saw that Wumang appear, he hurriedly made a strange gesture.
Buzzing!
The stele trembled again!
A fist-sized black stone figure was sacrificed from the stele, and the Umang flew straight towards the villain as if he had found a host.
Click, click!
In an instant, Wumang Dasheng actually formed a ball of light.
In the ball of light, there was a constant plopping sound, as if some life was being conceived.
Buzzing!
When the ball of light shone to the extreme, the ball of light actually rushed directly into the sky, flying like a leaky balloon in the sky.
Bang!
In the end, the ball of light burst directly, and a jet-black pillar of light pierced the heavens and the earth, and finally fell to the ground.
At the same time, in a tall tower, on the throne, the man with the golden dog's head mask opened his eyes, "Hey, which tribe's ancestral spirit is this?"