In 10 days, the Great Autumn Festival will begin.

The entire Shiki-Asabara tribe began to get busy.

The harvest was accompanied by joy, the wrinkles on the faces of the old men were relaxed, the children threw clods of earth at each other, the strong men carried the rice, and the rural cooperatives were crowded with chiefs from various tribes at the oil mills in the public fields.

"I'll come first, give me a spot!"

"Don't squeeze, don't squeeze me!"

"Brother, you're so strong...."

Shirtless, naked, animal skin skirt or linen skirt that has been used, just like this, wrapped indiscriminately, sheltering the lower body, dozens of hairy legs exposed, stepping on the solid ground, pushing the oil press, the fragrance in the oil mill will not be cut off, the people who get the oil are elated, and those who have not yet taken their turn, who have not yet gone up to squeeze the oil, are gearing up and eager to try.

"You say, is there anything particularly pleasant about the Great Autumn Festival after ten years.....

"This also requires you to say that the wizards of our tribe will personally go into battle and recite an ancient ritual of our tribe..."

"Just recite the sacrificial text, you don't have to make it look like anyone, who likes to listen to this!"

"What, you look down on our tribe?

"I'm going to compare with you when you say this, our tribe, to show off ancient hunting skills!"

"Hunting, dancing, what did I think, boring. ”

"Are you not convinced?Have you seen the excellent prey that our tribe has fought!"

"My family has a bumper harvest this year, and I have to feed the dolphins with a lot of rice! I have to go hunting? You poor ghost!"

"Don't argue, I think it's okay for everyone to dance together and look forward to the coming year. ”

"It's easy for you to ask for this, brother, I'll jump to show you now. ”

People make fun of each other and tell each other, although some are complaining, some are sarcastic, but more are still competitive, your wizard wants to go up and recite prayers, I will blow my wizard to go up and dance, he listens and is not convinced, so he says that his wizard is going to run naked at the great sacrifice!

"I'm telling you, we wizards are ..... this year!"

Naturally, this kind of remark reached the ears of the various patriarchs!

"How can you be disrespectful to witches!"

The big stick was waved, and the eyes of the clansmen who were spreading rumors and comparing became pandas, and there were people rolling on the ground on the side, and the patriarch was ruthless at all, and the scolding was very ugly.

"Have you kid grown hair, you don't respect the wizard here! I don't even dare to say let him run naked!"

The sound of thumping and popping echoed outside the oil mill with the brother's screams, and the patriarch looked at the other thoughtful patriarchs on the side and said sorry.

Of course, many things about Gongtian have gradually spread to various tribes, after all, the oilers always have to go back, and after the road is built, everyone travels much faster by ox cart, and the tribal wizard who heard that he wants to run naked by himself will kill people with a blue face after two days.

In front of the public, the grand autumn festival, the first mobilization sacrifice organized by rural cooperatives, you mother-in-law asked a wizard to go up and dance hula?

"It's all out of the way....."

The sorcerer caught the clansman who had been beaten and said viciously: "On the day of the Great Autumn Festival, you are a sorcerer, I am a warrior!

you, do you think you have a good sense of humor when you say this kind of? If you do jump, then there will be no face to meet wizards from other tribes in the future?

The people in the southern tribes who joined the rural cooperatives were thinking about how to make a good job at the Great Autumn Festival, and in Niu Village, in the mountains and fields of the Yuhong clan, there were warriors from the tribe who came back from collecting oil and were discussing this matter.

"What can our tribe with?"

"I'll get you a chest rock. ”

One totem warrior volunteered: "I'm the best at splitting stones." ”

However, he was soon despised by the others around him, who was a totemic warrior, who wouldn't chop stones?

It's not uncommon to have a big stone broken in your chest this year, and you have the ability to go up and perform an empty-handed splitting Huashan.

Good guy, that's really an agarwood that hasn't been born yet, and it has to cross time and space to call it an expert.

In the coming year, Sanmiao will make trouble again, and we will first promise not to use your big killer, so as not to cause psychological shadows to Sanmiao's male and female.

Today, if you split Huashan empty-handed, you will be able to eat the candle dragon alive tomorrow.

"Why don't you blow a trumpet?"

One of the warriors of the Yuhong clan cautiously raised his mouth, but everyone did not speak.

The last time Youhou horn was not in the Chifang clan since he finished beating the three seedlings, but took it to Xunshan, saying that he wanted to control the water flow along the river, and he used the horn to blow it, and this blow was more than half a year.

The water of the river receded or not, and the Hong clan did not know, but this horn had not been in the tribe for more than two years.

Even with God on vacation at someone else's house!

"Patriarch, what do you think?"

You Jiao was picking up rice, and when he heard this, he immediately waved the bowl in his hand.

"You don't have to worry about it, someone will go and recite the trumpet to everyone when the time comes. ”

When these words came out, the warriors of the Yuhong clan were all greatly surprised, and they all said: "Who is it, what a wizard!"

You Jiao's eyebrows raised, and his heart was not that decrepit old guy, who else could he be.

In order to make the Yuhong clan great again and return to the focus of everyone's attention again, since he has joined the rural cooperative, although he does not have the strong dominance of Yang Village, but you must know that the cattle in the public field are all from Niu Village, so the Wu of the Yuhong clan thought about it carefully, and recently they have been carrying their clansmen on their backs and running to the edge of the water source in the middle of the night to practice blowing the horn.

Thinking of such a majestic horn of the cow village must be able to make the warriors of many tribes feel majestic and solemn.

The Wu of the Yu Hong clan took a deep breath, the sunset had already gone down, and the stars and clouds hung in the sky, he blew the horn and began to whine.....

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Yunhan Tianhe, turning like years, the whining horn sound, came into the ears of the prince Changqin, making his brows wrinkle suddenly.

"This horn sound, chaotic, uneven height, wrong sound, why is it so indecent!"

After coming to the south from the river, the prince Changqin was also sent to Jindu by the waves, and the ferry in the south surprised him very much, and after learning the identity of the person who came here, the Xunshan clan heard that it was the messenger of the Zhurong clan in the Western Wilderness, and he was immediately very nervous.

But fortunately, this person just said that he came here to revisit, Xunshan pondered it like this, and remembered that the Zhu Rong clan had indeed ruled the south for a long time on the orders of Zhuan Xuan and Emperor Yu a long time ago, and then left to live in the Western Wilderness.....

Xunshan's Shui Zheng had a slight guess about the identity of Prince Changqin, but since the other party didn't want to say the details, he didn't ask much, and after simply making a "tour guide" for him, Prince Changqin came back alone to see the scenery of his hometown.

Changqin was born in Wushan, and he had to walk from Shikishawara, and then follow the route of Ji Bu, Ji Yuan and a few other Xunshan warriors to find Wu Pan, so that they could return to the vicinity of Lingze in Wushan, but now the changes in the south are more interesting to Changqin than Lingze.

It's just that I didn't expect that when I was going around, I came to the vicinity of Niu Village and heard the sorcerer of the Yuhong clan, which was as tattered as a dumb fire.

"Who! Who's scolding me! It's obviously a horn problem!"

When the sorcerer of the Yuhong clan heard the loud rebuke, his face immediately turned red with anger, and he pulled out his axe, but the prince Changqin moved faster than him and came to him earlier!

"Is that how you play the horns?

"Listen to my voice....."

The size of the prince Changqin is much taller than the Wu of the Yu Hong clan, and at such a stop, the Wu of the Yu Hong clan only reached the chest of the prince Changqin, he raised his head, and the horn in his hand was taken away by the prince Changqin.

On this night, the people of Niu Village slept exceptionally comfortably.

So after this night, the wizard of the Yuhong clan returned to the tribe, and You Lao looked at the wizard who had changed greatly, and the bowl in his hand fell to the ground.

The wizard of the Yu Hong clan looked haggard, and then stared at You Gao, who had an excellent complexion, his expression was even more gloomy, and he was like sleepwalking to You Gao, and muttered a word:

"He said I didn't have the natural instinct to hear music.... No, that horn is mine....."