The second part of the hunting ceremony finally began, and the children all walked up to the martial arts platform with their bare hands, ready to start the martial arts.

The martial arts fighting method in Wangjia Village is very special, everyone can shoot at will in the ring, but they can fight alone, they can form gangs, and in the end, the remaining few people are the best.

This kind of martial arts is very different from one-on-one competition, but it tests a person's comprehensive ability, because a person's potential and so on will be fully stimulated under a chaotic situation.

In the case of martial arts, Zu Xun only said that the last five remaining clansmen on the martial platform were the best clansmen and could learn the ancestral runes;

Time is always waiting for no one, although Wang Ershan and the three of them are desperately hurrying, they still miss the fight.

In the name of my ancestors, I declare that Wang Ma, Wang Turtle, Wang Xiong, Wang Yu, and Wang Ying have won the victory, and they are the 233rd best young hunters in this village! The old village chief shouted with a kind face: Today you are proud to be the hunter of this village, and his Japanese village is proud of you hunters!

Although this is a cliché, it is still very exciting, and all the villagers cheered loudly to the words of the old village chief.

Hmph! Wang Ershan was very angry, but he was helpless, he glared at his own kid fiercely, snorted coldly, but didn't say anything like a lesson.

For the king beast, if he can't pass this year, he will be next year, he is also young, and he has obtained a set of magical mental methods, and other things are not taken to heart for the time being.

The sun is setting, the sunset is reflecting half of the sky, and in the blink of an eye, it has come to Shenshi.

With the sound of the gong, the sacrifice began, and the villagers, under the order of the old village chief, began to set up bonfires in the square, and the cleaned prey was put on the fire one by one.

The curling smoke of the cooking stove wafted in the cold northeast wind, and the aroma of barbecue gradually began to drift far away, and everyone sat by the campfire and chatted, and the laughter was heard from time to time.

After a whole day of work, everyone did not eat, although there was a sound of saliva swallowing from time to time, but everyone waited patiently for that moment to come.

With the sound of a gong, the old man in charge of the watch finally opened his mouth and shouted, and everyone immediately stood up.

The old village chief shouted in the loudest voice: "Incense!"

This incense sacrifice is also eligible to restrict, only the old village chief, the head of the sect, the headhunter and other people are eligible to enter, the best young hunters of the year are on the martial altar incense, other villagers have already prepared their own incense burner in the square incense.

In the ancestral shrine of Wangjia Village, the most central enshrinement is a two-zhang high bull stone statue, and the others are ranked, usually the door is closed, and it will only be open during the two major festivals.

The old village chief still had a serious face, he took the lead in kneeling in the ancestral shrine, and shouted while kowtowing: One kowtow, the national fortune is prosperous, two kowtows, the descendants are full, three kowtows, a hundred beasts are full of mountains, three kowtows, no disease and no disaster, five kowtows, the ancestors bless!

All the villagers bowed with the shouts of the old village chief, and after five bows, the sacrificial ceremony was over, and the old village chief walked out of the ancestral shrine and shouted: The incense is complete, and the dinner begins!

When it was finally time to have a meal, the men took out their knives and began to divide the pieces of meat, and everyone had a share, although the roasted meat was only smeared with salt and chili powder, but everyone ate it with relish.

At this time, words are completely superfluous, and eating is more important than anything else!

The day after the hunting ceremony is the New Year, and according to traditional customs, every family should go to the grave, and Wangjia Village is no exception.

Everyone has heard of such a saying, after death, people should go to the earth for peace, but the ancestral training of Wangjia Village is to enter the stone for peace; other villages will go to the grave in the field to worship, but the people of Wangjia Village go to the sarcophagus in the cave to worship.

Born in the mountains and forests, eaten in the mountains and forests, and died in the mountains and forests, this is the ancestral teaching of Wangjia Village; therefore, every old man will build a sarcophagus with his own hands, tailor-made for himself, and enter the ancestral tomb after death.

There are two gates in Wangjia Village, one is in front, there is a mountain road that bends to the bottom of the mountain, and the other is on the edge of the cliff, and there is a stone staircase leading directly to the ancestral tomb; the front door is open, allowing villagers to enter and exit at will, but the back door can only be entered and exited by a limited number of people, or special times.

For Wang Ershan, his own kid is a typical stuffy gourd, he doesn't say anything when he fights, he doesn't scold or scold, and he is usually very obedient, but the father and son have nothing to talk about.

Most of the other men in the village have a group of children, but Wang Ershan only has such a kid, and his wife passed away due to illness, so in normal times, Wang Ershan is talking and Wang Beast is listening.

Before dawn, it was pitch black everywhere, and the crowing of the rooster had spread throughout the village.

As soon as Wang Ershan woke up from the dream, he found that his kid had already gotten up, and he was still preparing incense and candles and other things, so he didn't bother to say anything, just dressed hastily.

The building structure of Wangjia Village is very simple, with stone houses built on the edge of the cliff, and the stone houses enclose the square, so the villagers walk out of their homes to the square.

Before Wang Ershan could speak, Wang Beast had already lit a torch, and the father and son walked straight to the gate by the cliff, and at this time, many villagers came out of their homes one after another, and there were torches everywhere for a while.

Second brother, happy new year! Wang Ershan greeted his fellow clansmen with great interest: Hey, Uncle Thirteen, happy new year!

Shanzai, Happy New Year! The old village chief also showed a rare smile, he opened the door and shouted: "Folks, go to the grave!"

The villagers all shouted along, and Wang Ershan also shouted, but the king beast remained silent.

On the first day of the Lunar New Year, go to the grave, eat dumplings, and pay New Year's greetings, after this set of processes is completed, it means that another year has passed.

In this way, the villagers began to be busy in the new year again, the men were hunting, the women were busy with housework, and the children were busy practicing martial arts, repeating the events of last year, and there was no major change.

The children's world is always noisy, and the king beast has become the object of ridicule from the other children because he did not participate in the fight.

For those mocking and provocative words, the king beast always ignored them, because his vision was too far from these little children, but sometimes he still couldn't avoid some fights.

Although he has a cold attitude towards many things, he will never allow people to insult him many times.

In this world, there are some people who look down on others because of factors such as family background, always look down on others with an inexplicable sense of superiority, always feel that they are nobler than others, and always like to humiliate others with harsh words.