A tall barbarian sitting in the middle is even more exaggerated, and there are actually nine wolf tails hanging from the back of his head, so let's call him a nine-tailed man.

In addition to more than a dozen gorgeous barbarians represented by the nine-tailed man, there were also several barbarians with completely opposite images sitting on the stage.

These are a few old barbarians who are described as withered, all of them are lean and thin, hunched over, and dressed minimalistly.

But judging from their glittering eyes and the respectful attitude of the leaders of the barbarians around them, these must be the elders or priests and wizards among the barbarians.

Especially an elderly barbarian sitting side by side with the nine-tailed man, it seemed that the nine-tailed man was respectful to him, but he only closed his eyes slightly and sat still.

The leaders of this group of barbarians seemed to be waiting for something, and they were all silent, and the countless barbarians on the edge of the pool were also silent, and everyone stood solemnly, looking excited but solemn.

It seems that this ritual is very sacred to these barbarians, otherwise these uneducated barbarians would not be so quiet.

Feeling strange about the behavior of these barbarians, Gao Ge felt that the surface of the pool was slowly getting brighter and brighter, and it turned out that it was the rising moon that shone on the waterfall and the lake.

With the arrival of the moonlight, a hazy rainbow appeared in the mist on the waterhole, which was a rare moon rainbow.

The moon rainbow is beautiful, the beauty is in her mystery, the beauty is in her darkness.

With the appearance of the moon rainbow, the barbarians around the pond let out a suppressed commotion, and the sound was full of excitement and piety.

Immediately afterwards, I saw the old barbarian sitting side by side with the nine-tailed man slowly stood up, walked to the edge of the platform, faced Yuehong, raised his hands flat above his head, palms up, and his head was slightly raised.

What is this for? Gao Ge wondered in his heart.

Before he could come back to his senses, he saw that the old barbarian's shriveled lips opened slightly, and he actually began to sing.

The singing voice is like singing, although the tone is simple, but there is a sense of desolation, which makes people lose their minds.

Of course, I can't understand what kind of song is sung.

The sound was not high-pitched, but it pierced through the rumbling of the water, and spread all around the waterhole, so that all the barbarians could hear it clearly.

With the old barbarian's chanting, I saw all the barbarians on the edge of the pond and on the stage suddenly knelt down in unison, bowed to the moon rainbow, and some of them sang along with it, with indescribable sadness and despair in their voices.

Suddenly, the sound of the chant changed, but it became more and more agitated, more and more murderous, and the barbarians were also emotional.

At this moment, there was a commotion on the opposite side, and I saw a group of barbarians coming out of the crowd, in groups of two, each dragging a prisoner to the stage.

Judging from the clothing and appearance of these captives, it is obvious that they are all from the Central Plains.

Gao Ge counted them, and there were nine captives who were dragged onto the stage and knelt at the front of the stage one by one, facing the deep pool.

After they knelt down one by one, the barbarian who escorted them took a few steps back, but a tall and thin barbarian jumped up from under the stage.

This tall and thin man held a dog-legged scimitar that shimmered with cold light, and as soon as it appeared, it drew a burst of cheers from countless barbarians on the edge of the pool.

"Whew!" the tall and thin barbarian roared, and the wolf-shaped totem on his body flashed with a faint light, and his body shape had changed drastically under the blessing of the totem's power.

I saw that the transformed totem warrior danced faster and faster with the song, jumping and shuttling behind the nine kneeling captives, and his posture was extremely agitated and dazzling.

Suddenly, the barbarians in the audience shouted in unison, and the fast knife in the hand of the totem warrior flashed, and the head of the first captive on the left had flown into the pool, but the corpse spurted out a high column of blood, standing upright for a long time, until it was kicked into the pool.

Another unison shouted, and for a moment of cold light, a good head flew up.

In this way, singing and dancing, calling and chopping, the stage and the audience responded to each other, and the atmosphere reached a climax.

Gao Ge suddenly understood that in fact, these barbarians were counting numbers, singing a few words, dancing a paragraph, counting them, and cutting one piece.

The revelry continued, and when all nine captives had been cut down, all the barbarians raised their hands and roared wildly at the rainbow on the pool, as if to confide and beg.

Immediately afterwards, nine other captives were brought up......

The moon rainbow just hung quietly in the mist, unclear, hazy, and shimmering.

Gradually, the moon sank in the west, and the moon rainbow disappeared, and the barbarians stopped slaughtering and praying, and quieted down, with a faint look of disappointment and helplessness on their faces.

At this time, the waterhole was full of floating corpses, and the disgusting bloody gas was wrapped in the sky and gradually spread in this mountain forest.

Suddenly, a huge whirlpool began to appear in the pool, and the corpses in the water also spun rapidly with the whirlpool.

The screaming of water being sucked away through a narrow pipe was terrifying.

Under the waterhole, there seems to be a terrifying mouth, which is swallowing the whole pool of water and the nearly 100 corpse whales in the water.

The onlookers all showed expressions of horror and awe.

The pool is getting shallower and shallower at a rate that is visible to the eye.

When nearly half of the pool was drained, revealing the dark stone bottom, the whirlpool finally dissipated and the water level began to rise, and by this time, all the corpses that had been densely packed had disappeared into the whirlpool.

Suddenly, there was a commotion among the barbarians on the edge of the pool, and they all rushed in a certain direction.

Soon, the thousands of barbarians gathered around the edge of the pond and the dozen or so barbarian leaders on the stage all hurried away, and the edge of the pool was quiet again.

"Let's take a look. Gao Ge greeted Dark Incense and continued to follow the departing barbarians in the distance.

Finally, Gao Ge saw from a distance that the barbarians had gathered on a small hillside, looking at a fire dragon slowly coming from the hillside in the distance, talking and laughing excitedly with each other, and the rough laughter rang out into one.

Gao Ge cautiously crouched down near a stone on one side of the hillside, where he could see what was happening on the entire hillside from the side.

The dragon was sometimes obscured by a dense canopy, and at other times it was completely exposed on the ridge, getting closer and closer.

Soon, Gao Ge saw the truth about this fire dragon, which was actually a team of about two hundred barbarians.

The more than 200 barbarians, each armed with thick pine resin torches, formed a marching fire dragon.

Seeing that the group of men and horses had reached the bottom of the hillside, the barbarians could not help but let out a sharp cry of "oh oh", and the same cry was heard from the bottom of the hillside, echoing each other. The scene was full of joy.

I saw that some of the barbarians up and down the hillside had already begun to run towards each other, and soon they met in the middle of the hillside and embraced each other.

In the blink of an eye, the group lifted a young barbarian high and swarmed towards the hillside. Wherever the boy passed, there was a chorus of joy.

Although the distance was very far, Gao Ge quickly saw the appearance of the young man clearly, only to see that he was about thirteen or fourteen years old, with a strong body, strong bones, powerful limbs, eyes as sharp as an eagle, cold as a wolf, and unruly as a tiger.

Gao Ge noticed that barbarians often had tattoos on their faces, usually on their foreheads and cheeks.

Tattoos tend to be more in the older and less in the young, while the juvenile barbarian has no tattoos at all, but this young barbarian has deep tattoos on the forehead and cheeks early in comparison with his peers.

Gao Ge knew that there was often a custom among primitive tribes that whenever a warrior killed a powerful enemy, he would tattoo a facial tattoo on his face.

In this way, this young wolf bully is tired of killing.

Gao Ge then quickly discovered that the newly arrived team was actually made up of teenage barbarians, and the one who had been lifted high seemed to be the leader of the "Boy Scouts".

Suddenly, the surrounding noise stopped, and I saw a commotion among the barbarians on the hillside, and a group of people came out of it, and it was a dozen or so barbarian leaders led by the nine-tailed man.

Seeing that the leader had arrived, everyone hurriedly put down the young barbarian leader on their shoulders, and as soon as he landed, he cheered, ran a few steps to the top of the slope, and rushed to the nine-tailed man at once, and ripped off the leather armor on his body.

On his chest, there is a distinct blue wolf totem, this is a super young totem warrior, who can awaken the soul platform at such a young age, and he can really be called an unborn genius.

The nine-tailed man's face was happy, and while gently stroking the totem on the young barbarian's chest, he smiled and looked proud, as if he was admiring the most beautiful painting in the world.

As for the old barbarian beside the nine-tailed man, who seemed to be a chief priest, he also showed a rare kind smile.

Could it be that this young barbarian is the son of this nine-tailed man?

Then, while holding the hand of the nine-tailed man, the leader of the young barbarians said something sonorously, "Tweet, Boom", which was completely incomprehensible to the singer anyway.

But it could be seen that the barbarians around him could listen attentively, and there were bursts of sighs and sometimes laughter.

The two hundred or so young barbarians lined up below were all proud, and it was obvious that the leader of the young barbarians was talking about the experiences of this trip.

Later, the leader of the young barbarians continued to utter short phrases from his mouth, and with each word, a young barbarian in the following ranks came out of the crowd, making the companions behind him look envious and admired, and it seemed that he was a person who had made a neutral contribution or outstanding performance in this profession.

After reporting one by one, the nine-tailed man first gave a lot of praise with "twitter, goo-goo", probably saying something like "you are the sun at eight or nine o'clock in the morning, and the future belongs to you".

Whenever he said the sound of "Wolf Tyrant", he always had to look at the young barbarian leader, and it seemed that the name of the young barbarian leader should be Wolf Tyrant.

When the nine men had finished speaking, the chief priest stepped forward and pulled out a small knife. Seeing this, the leader of the young barbarians, Wolf Ba, immediately knelt down with his head held high, with a look of pride and anticipation.

I saw the chief priest use a knife to scratch the top of the stripes on the forehead of the young barbarian leader, and then turn the blade and cut the stabbing belt, as if carving something.

With his skillful movements, blood flowed down the young barbarian's forehead like an earthworm, but the wolf bully didn't even blink an eye.

Immediately afterwards, the chief priest took out some medicine powder from his arms, wiped it on the wolf tyrant's forehead a few times, and the blood stopped, and in the middle of his forehead, there was a special pattern, like a vertical eye.

Obviously, this is a pattern that represents a special honor, and the nine-tailed man has exactly the same one on his forehead.

After the wolf tyrant finished tattooing, he turned his face away, and raised his hands up, showing the new glory on his face, and the barbarians around him thundered with joy.

Immediately afterwards, several priests stepped forward and tattooed the faces of the twenty or so little barbarians who came out of the crowd one by one, some of them were tattooed for the first time, but they were all fearless, only with a firm and glorious face.

It's just that the tattoos on the faces of these little barbarians are ordinary horizontal lines.

Finally, the newly-born warriors were cheered and congratulated by their elders and companions, and the hillside was filled with jubilation.

Then, I saw the wolf boss beckon, and from the bottom of the hill came up a pack team composed of dozens of strange animals that looked like horses and not horses, like deer and not deer.

Each of these animals has two people hunched on their backs, and at a glance they know that they are from the Central Plains, and it seems that this young trainee hunting team has harvested this trip.