Today, the frost is falling, and the bucket handle is fingering!

The Great Autumn Festival!

The golden autumn is about to pass, the temperature in the south will usher in a low point, the threshold of winter can already be seen, spring ploughing and summer ploughing, autumn harvest and winter hiding, unconsciously, the year is coming to an end.

The people of the Akagatta clan are also very touched, and this is the third year.

Really unconsciously.

After the frost falls, the breeze comes first.

"After the Great Autumn Festival, we have to guard against the Roaring Heavens, the recent wind is also a little wrong, this year's mid-autumn period did not come, but in late autumn I am afraid that it will arrive, I saw a wild goose flying in the northwest direction yesterday. ”

Yu Zai instructed several leaders of the tribe that if the Roaring Heaven Clan arrived, then they would strengthen the houses, and at the end of the first year, the Roaring Heaven Clan came, and many houses in the tribe flew into the sky and made a long-distance trip.

It was a beautiful day when a lot of people had gathered around Gongtian, and some of them had already set out on the road a few days earlier, when the elephant was still writing a script with the help of Xiongtao.

There are many tribes covered by rural cooperatives, even Xunshan is in it, but it hardly appears in normal times, and after the road is repaired, it has become much more convenient for everyone to come and go.

It's just that this year, this is the first big autumn festival, and the warriors of the Xunshan clan have brought strange participants.

Those who still have stone locks on their hands, and who cannot be lifted by the witch spell on their bodies, are the Diyu clan.

"Why are they here?"

"What did Xunshan do when he brought them here?"

It's not just one tribe asking this question, everyone doesn't have a good impression of the Diyu clan, and their labor camp has not yet arrived, as for what to do when they arrive.....

Xunshan seems to have a plan.

But now, I don't know why, the people of the Earth Clan were brought by Xunshan, and after such a long "work", they have long since lost the arrogance and sharpness they had before, and all that remains is numbness and decadence.

"They deserve it. ”

The warriors of some tribes spoke like this, not sympathetic to what was going on with them.

When the great wizard came, he saw the battle of Xunshan from afar, the great wizard of Xunshan was still wearing the iconic bird feather robe, and the high priest of the Sushi clan was dressed similarly to him.

Of course, the Great Wizard's explanation to the crowd meant that even the prisoners needed a little entertainment, and after thinking about it, he thought it appropriate to show them what the South was like today to help stimulate their desire for a new life.

"It's time to come up with a little role model, and those who have been reformed can live in the South, and I remember that this was the original intention of labor reform. ”

The eyes of the great wizard fell on the people of the Earth Judah, and as for the unlucky wizard, of course, he would be imprisoned for a long time.

If there is a part of the people of the Diyu clan who are released, then not only the Diyu clan, but even Jiuli will also join in the new construction, although the labor reform of Jiuli is not the same as that of the Diyu clan, after all, Jiuli still has his own fields, his own homes, his own land, and the work is only to cultivate the public land, and the Diyu clan can only be accompanied by the mud of the earth wall every day, either on the road or on the road to build the road.

The great wizard wants to erect two examples, tell the rest of the people, be a good man, recognize mistakes, and you can still start a new life when you turn back, and there are no personal cases and XX reviews during the Shanhai period, and if you are released here, it will not affect you to work in other tribes in the future.....

The pre-booked site has been set up and is not far from the oil mill.

The Jiuli clan also came, and compared to the hustle and bustle around them, they seemed much quieter, but the young people in the Jiuli clan still couldn't help but look around, especially the big platform.

"If it was just a sacrificial dance, it didn't seem necessary to build such a large earthen platform. ”

Chi Ke looked around, more and more tribes arrived here, and occasionally some tribes looked at Jiuli here, and when they met their eyes, they didn't say hello too warmly.

"The harvest doesn't have much to do with us either. ”

Because the planting of rice was delayed, Jiuli only planted one season of grain, and the method of composting and manure had just been experimented, and it had already ushered in the end of summer, and because the land in the field was too tattered, and Jiuli had to cultivate the public land before he could cultivate his own field, so of course there was no bumper harvest.

However, the number of grains has indeed increased, and there is not much rice harvested compared to expectations, and this year's harvest has indeed subverted Chike's previous experience.

If you get the wild land, it will be better.

But this kind of thinking is just a thought, Chi Ke doesn't know how long his tribe will stay in the south, because it depends on the attitude of the Central Plains Heavenly Emperor towards Jiuli.

"The Akagata clan is here. ”

In Jiulizhong, Chi Tang pointed not far away and said to Chi Ke.

Chike recognized that the little wizard was coming, taking his people with him, and... A pack of beasts?

"So many strange beasts, what are they brought for, do they want to be slaughtered here and sacrificed to the gods and ancestors?"

"I think that little dolphin is good, fat and fat. ”

In the team of the Chifang clan, the dolphin suddenly felt a chill in his buttocks.

"That sheep can also be, chicken, isn't it a little small. ”

The Lamb's ears moved, and it seemed that someone was disrespectful to the Lamb.

Of course, the most eye-catching thing is the scourge group, the dogs wag their tails, sparks and lightning all the way, of course, not all of them come, after all, the tribe still has to watch the family.

If Qinghu Luo Luo ran into the tribe to steal chickens again, it wouldn't work.

There were no stools or anything, and after sitting on the ground, there were also tribal conflicts, saying that it was a place assigned to them, of course, often because of mistakes.

"If I don't go up, the success of this Great Autumn Festival has nothing to do with me, I didn't contribute to it, so you should stand there. ”

Under the call of Yu Zai, many wizards were about to go up to the earthen platform to make a appearance, indicating that they were part of the cooperative, and by the way, they would carry out an important link, that is, chanting sacrificial words, but the great wizard of Xunshan did not go up.

The great wizard of Chaisang went up in a hurry, and the great wizard of Xunshan said to Yu Zai: "You can do your own, this year's bumper harvest, Xunshan does not have much credit, and I have already sacrificed during the Great Spring Festival, if I go up again, it will not be the same as the Great Spring Festival." ”

After the great wizard refused, he listened and watched below, and after the other wizards went up, there was no situation of running naked, and the warrior who once said that he wanted his wizard to run naked, now wears a grass skirt on the lower half of his body, and the animal skin has been stripped off, but after all, he did not go up.

The words of the sacrifice were recited, and it was in a thousand-character text!

Heaven and earth are yellow, and the universe is desolate. The sun and the moon are shining, and the sun and moon are shining.

The cold comes and the summer comes, and the autumn harvest is hidden in winter. Leap more than the age of adulthood, the law Lu tunes the yang.

After the recitation of the great sacrifice, when the people who danced the sacrifice dance come up to perform music and dance, and the various tribes follow the arranged arrangement, there will be "play" people who come to enjoy the people.

The flames of sacrifice burn brightly, and ancient songs echo in the mountains of heaven and earth.

It is like walking on the road sprinkled with golden sunsets under the clear sky, herds of cattle and sheep on the north side of the mountain, fertile rice fields on the south side of the mountain, barns, chickens and dolphins singing and people laughing.

There are sorcerers who go up and try to join in the recitation of sacrifices, there are sorcerers who go up and perform ancient hunting dances, and there are sorcerers who go up to delight the crowd but do not know what they are thinking and do not understand what they are doing.

"Why are you boiling water?"

Those who do not understand do not stop at one.

"Newly harvested turnips!

Yu Pan pushed a small cart and shouted here, there are tribes to buy, the people of the Jiuli clan bought turnips, the first time they saw this strange crop, and after gnawing it.... The taste is actually not bad.

Chico's eyes were fixed on the bitten radish.

Crops that have never been seen before, it's incredible.

Of course, there are also powerful people, after the three wizards went up with a cow, they grabbed the tail of the cow and began to swing with the old cow.

But it's really the best dance yet.

"This is Ge Tian's fun! The three of them danced with the oxtail, and they were enough to sing the eight songs!"

The Great Wizard of Xunshan was also surprised, and of course even more surprised was the High Priest of the Sushi Clan.

His mother, there is actually a person in my south who can dance the joy of the Ge Tian clan? This talent, which tribe?!

Prince Changqin looked at the three wizards who were dancing and singing with oxtails, and was also a little surprised, Ge Tian's music is not easy to learn, after all, there are eight chapters.

"In ancient times, Ge Tian's music was played in the form of three people holding oxtails and stepping on their feet to sing the Eight Songs of the Eight Runs. ”

"The first chapter is called 'Carrying the People', the second chapter is called 'Xuanniao', the third chapter is called 'Sui Grass and Trees', the fourth chapter is called 'Fen Wugu', the fifth chapter is called 'Respecting the Heavenly Constant', the sixth chapter is called 'Dadi Gong', the seventh chapter is called 'Yide', and the eighth chapter is called 'The Extreme of All Things'. ”

Sure enough, the person above jumped for a while and stopped jumping.

"Dance, dance!"

The high priest of the Sushi clan stood up, and the old man blew his beard and glared: "Jump, your mother's!

"Not down there. ”

The three wizards grabbed their heads: "We will dance three chapters, last year, when we were building a mountain road in the field of Datang, the Taotang envoy from the Central Plains taught the warriors of our tribe to jump, we learned it and used it in this Great Autumn Festival." ”

The Taotang envoy of the Central Plains?

Oh, Ah Hong!

No, no, what's Ah Hong, that's the emperor Danzhu!

The high priest of the Sushi clan knew Ah Hong's true body, and at this time, he forcibly held back the swearing.

So the big guys all made a noise with some good-nature, and the three wizards laughed and went down happily, after all, this is a long-faced thing.

Yu Zai nibbled on a radish in his hand, and said in his heart that this "Autumn Harvest Gala" was really interesting.

I thought that each tribe would only sing one or two songs, but I didn't expect everyone's enthusiasm for pleasing everyone is really high, of course, it is very likely that it should be because of what Yu Zai said, these things are not only to please everyone, but also to please the ancestors and gods.

For wizards, singing and dancing is second to the juniors, and it is the right thing to show the ancestors.

"Yes, the three of them danced pretty well. ”

Prince Changqin unexpectedly gave a high evaluation, after all, Ge Tian's music is the originator of ancient music, and some places are rough and unrestrained, which is also because of the times, but in general, it can awaken a sense of joy in people's hearts for the era of their ancestors, which is the importance and necessity of ancient music.

But for the other wizards, the joy of the Ge Tian clan sacrificed by these three guys can be said to have put a lot of pressure on them, and in front of the ancestors, maybe their "play" is no longer outstanding.

You can't be embarrassed in front of your ancestors!

The clear sky, the ancestors are watching themselves from far away!

Among the tribes, when someone saw the Yuhong clan, they greeted the wizard: "You don't want to play?"

The witch of the Yuhong clan was holding a new bull horn, but his face was a little pale at this time.

He wiped his sweat and saw the prince Changqin not far away, and the self-confidence he mentioned collapsed instantly.

"Hey, I'm going. ”

The horn of the old cow sounded, and the people of the Yuhong clan thought that they would listen to it for a long time, but they didn't expect that the witch of the Yuhong clan came down after blowing twice, and the timbre was just right.

"Isn't that good, what's going on?"

You Lao went to ask him, and Wu of the Yu Hong clan sighed and pointed to the prince Changqin not far away.

"Oh, did you see him, he took my trumpet last time, and he blew it very well in front of me. ”

The mentality has collapsed, and if you continue to perform, maybe the timbre will be messed up.

Just sing two sentences, just get the highest level, just these two voices, or try to recall the timbre at that time and steal learning.

And then, among the tribes of the three mountains and four wildernesses, the sorcerers of the tiller and other clans were on it, but they did not immediately dance or sing, nor boil water or oxtail, but put on a strange "array", one person stood in front and three people on the side.

The witch of the tiller sprout clan, Baili Mao began to sing, the old ballad was sung, and there was nothing wrong with listening to it at first, but it suddenly broke, as if it was over.

But that's just the beginning!

The Jinghua clan, and the wizards of the other two tribes, suddenly picked up the broken song, but it was a new song, but the content of the song was immediately following the content of the wizard of the tiller bud clan.

"It's a new ballad!"

Ancient ballads tend to be short, so they are usually sung twice, and there are many pauses, but this time, their ballads are longer, the first ballad to the sixth ballad, four people have their own role, and in the end, it is actually short, four people sing the seventh ballad together.

"It's a song. ”

Prince Changqin once again commented, the so-called Dan song is "one person sings three people and".

And singing alone is "disciple song", that is, the most primitive way of singing.

"Yes, yes, no matter whether the ancestors are happy or not, I just look happy. ”

The great wizard of Chaisang Mountain smiled and bloomed on his face, which is also a matter of long faces.

"Elephant, it's your turn. ”

Yu Zai patted the elephant, and the wizards around him smiled kindly: "Zai, why don't you go up and dance!"

Yu Zai replied loudly: "My dancing is so bad, I will be scolded by the ancestors! But we have something better, although we don't dance, but it will definitely surprise you!"

So, Yu Zai found a bunch of people and carried the big wooden platform up, as if he was very nervous to hold those leather figures, and the prince Changqin held Baoqin and walked up very indifferently.

"That's the prince Changqin?"

Chi Songzi only noticed him at this time, first stunned, and then shocked and confused, fortunately Mr. Wu Pan made an explanation, as for Yijun, he was staring at those little skin people, he heard that last time he made this thing very good-looking, and he didn't look at it, he felt a pity at the time.

Sambo ran out of the crowd, holding a bunch of leather figures on his tentacles.

"Where did this mountain spirit come from? ”

"Uncle Shan, it's Uncle Shan!"

The warriors of the mountains and the four fields recognized this guy.

The wooden platform has been erected, the curtain has been prepared, and Yu Zai is standing in the back, this time without the help of Gollum, Yu Zai himself can shine.

When the witchcraft is lit up, when there is a shadow behind the curtain.

People's eyes are instantly captured.

Mountains, clouds, birds, giants.

"What is this?"

The wizards were amazed, and exchanged their heads and ears, but they were afraid of losing even one picture, so they quickly fell silent.

Chike and the others were also dumbfounded, staring intently at the curtain.

When the transparent light seems a little dim, the vast years are leaping within reach.

The prince played the long piano, and his fingers hooked the strings.

"When history becomes a story, when a story becomes a legend. ”

"When legends, turn into myths. ”