Chapter 9 Tongtianzhu

"Yes, yes." Shaoqiu's father continued, "I think you and Ai Sang of the clan are very good, and the clan treats you very well. You see, he also won the disaster for you today. I think he also has the same intention. You, take a lot of time. You are smart, but you are a little lonely. You should know how to please people. Once you can really marry Assan, our family is blessed by the gods. Asan knows how to treat silk. If you go to sea as a fisherman, you can live a good life in the future.

"Isan...but will I be a fisherman in the future?" Shaoqiu thought sadly, "Mingyu doesn't even pay attention to the guardian of the wood. He is going to participate in the Yao battle and the famous Yanhuang Alliance. Will I be a fisherman in my life?" The more I thought about it, the more angry I became, and I was silent.

"Aisang is such a good boy! How many teenagers in the tribe are there... "Shaoqiu's mother wants to say more. Shaoqiu hurriedly interrupted her: "Okay, okay, mother, can't I go with you?"

The two old people looked at each other, nodded slightly and smiled, but stopped talking.

There is a square deep pit in the tribal houses, which burns a long-term fire, which can prevent the fire from spreading and burning the house. There is a wooden frame in the deep pit, on which there is pickled dried meat, dried fish and other food. To worship Gou Mang God, you need to prepare three animals. Shaoqiu's mother took out five catties of fresh luxury meat from the shelf and handed it to Shaoqiu's father. Then she took out a large piece of cooked ear rat meat from a fish foot pottery tripod, put it into a black pottery tripod and handed it to Shaoqiu.

Shaoqiu was uneasy and reached out to grab it. Unexpectedly, the ear rat was quite heavy, so he didn't catch it and slipped from his fingertips. His face suddenly turned white, and there was not much food at home. If it was stained with dust, he would not be able to prepare all three animals.

"Ouch!" Shaoqiu's father and Shaoqiu's mother screamed together.

The three of them stared at the falling black pottery tripod and were suddenly stunned. The pottery tripod fell two feet quickly, and suddenly stagnated in mid-air for no reason. Then the momentum slowed down, like a feather, slowly falling on the ground, and even the soup inside did not spill out.

A family of three looked at each other in consters. Why didn't such a heavy Tao Ding fall and seem to have fallen to the ground?

"Gods!" Shaoqiu's father suddenly knelt down and kowtowed repeatedly, "God bless! The happy event of my Shaoqiu will definitely be a success! At that time, we must prepare three more animals and thank the gods!"

Shaoqiu's mother smiled and pulled Shaoqiu to kneel down and thanked repeatedly. Shaoqiu only felt that the miracle just now was extremely strange, but since it was the protection of the gods, naturally any miracle could happen.

"Well," Shaoqiu analyzed, "The gods are probably hungry and reluctant to let the ear rat meat that is about to fall to the ground."

"Ky, what are you talking about!" Shaoqiu's father slapped him.

The family of three bowed for a long time, hurriedly prepared the three animals, and let Shaoqiu hold them and go to the Temple of Witch.

At this time, the night is low, the moon has not yet appeared, and the stars in the sky seem to be on the top of the head, bright enough to reach. That's the difference between the gods watching everyone and everything in the world.

Walking all the way through the houses in the tribe, the fire used for warning on the roadside was burning, the fire shadow was turbulent, and the sound of pine burning came out from afar in the sea breeze at dusk.

"Dad, do you hear me?" Shaoqiu suddenly turned his ear and said.

"What?" Shaoqiu's father was surprised.

Shaoqiu listened: "There seems to be a strange loud sound in the sea..."

"Hahaha." Shaoqiu's father smiled and said, "The night tide has been ups and downs. It has been this sound for thousands of years. What's so strange?"

"No, no." Shaoqiu muttered, "I have heard too much of the sound of the night tide, as if it were a giant beast in the sea..."

Shaoqiu's mother patted him gently on the head: "The giant beast in the sea won't come to the island. What's the big deal? Come on, come on."

Shaoqiu had no choice but to follow his parents, but he was still surprised. He was slightly shocked, but he saw that in the night sky, a silver-white light cut through the darkness and flashed from the top of the roof, as fast as lightning. At this moment, Shaoqiu seemed to have an illusion that the silver-white electric light looked like a figure...

"Maybe, it's dazzled." He thought for a moment, didn't pay attention, and followed his parents quickly.

In the open space in front of the tribe, a group of teenagers who don't want to rest are roasting rich meat by the fire, making a lot of noise. Shaoqiu heard it from afar and knew that Sang Mingyu was also among them. He lowered his head, walked around silently, and went straight to the Temple of Witchcraft.

Under the cover of the bamboo forest, the witch temple is extremely tall and sacred under the stars. A huge fire tripod in front of the temple is shining, making the temple more mysterious and distant, as if it is full of incomparable divine power and vast reverie.

Shaoqiu followed his parents to the temple. The three of them knelt down and held the three animals in their hands, chanting words and praying. After a while, a woman's sigh suddenly came from the temple, and Wu Xie's voice floated out faintly: "Just put the three animals on the divine case. Please retreat, Shaoqiu."

"Yes." The second old man respectfully put the three animals on the divine case in front of the fire tripod, nodded to Shaoqiu, and slowly walked out of the bamboo forest.

Shaoqiu was very afraid of Wu Xie in his heart, and he didn't know why. Every time he saw Wu Xie, his heart always jumped wildly. A sense of fear and depression rushed wildly, and his scalp couldn't help but explode. But there is nothing we can do. In addition to the clan, the people in the clan have to worship Wu Xie every month. Even the clan, the clan also respects Wu Xie and dare not be disrespectful.

Shaoqiu hardened his scalp and slowly walked into the witch temple. As soon as he stepped into the tall stone arch, the temple suddenly lit up everywhere, and the surroundings were bright. The temple is empty, and only an altar is built at the end, on which there is a two-foot-high jade carving of purple jade. Yucong is a sacrificial object. Its outer inner circle represents the sky and earth, and a perforation in the middle represents the communication between heaven and earth. A precious jade pillar passed through the hole is the pillar of heaven and earth, and the sky and earth communicates with this pillar. The witch can listen to the voice of heaven and earth and the will of the gods through this pillar.

At this time, Wu Xie was dressed in a dark witch robe, embroidered with dragon totems, and the wide robe covered his graceful figure. She faced Yu cong head-on and prayed silently. Her beautiful face was full of infinite mystery and long distance, which made people shocked and dared not face it.

"Young Hill worships you. Heaven and earth are harmonious, and the gods pray for blessings. Shaoqiu knelt down and kowtowed, thought for a moment, and complimented, "In addition, I wish Lord Wu Xie will never grow old, and the gods will always be blessed."

"Get up, Shaoqiu." Wu Xie turned his back to him and smiled, "You kid, does your buttocks still hurt?"

"Ah?" Shaoqiu immediately felt a hot pain coming straight out of his buttocks and reluctantly smiled, "Your excellency, Shaoqiu doesn't know. It hasn't hurt for a long time."