Chapter 58 Bronze Grave 3

Digged out the pit, and Shaoqiu held the girl and gently put it in the pit. At this time, the people around him suddenly realized that he was digging a grave! Suddenly, they were furious and exploded.

"This boy is digging a grave in front of the temple!"

"Dencre, blaspize! God is going to bring a great disaster!"

"Burt him to death... Apity to the gods!"

Men, women and children, old and children, held all kinds of guys and wanted to hug him over and cut him into minced meat. The tiger man stepped and stood proudly in front of the crowd with a body more than two feet tall. The poor Sang people were all suppressed. They were all sloppy and didn't know what to do.

"Dong--" A huge sound of gold and iron sounded.

Everyone was deafening, and their heads were almost cracked. They looked up in awe and saw that Shaoqiu suddenly rushed to the bronze giant tripod and punched. The fist of flesh and blood clashed with the giant tripod and made a bell sound!

"What is he going to do?" Qiong Sangjun looked at the tiger warrior angrily and asked in horr astonishment.

Under the huge bell, Rong Hushi also couldn't understand what he was saying, let alone what Shaoqiu wanted to do, so he had to block the crowd and prevent anyone from stabbing his "prisoner" to death with a knife.

Shaoqiu's face was full of tears. He punched the bronze tripod with one punch. He punched 20 or 30 times in a row. The blood on his fist collapsed unconsciously. Suddenly, there was a loud sound of the bronze tripod, which was torn apart, and the huge bronze pieces fell down. Shaoqiu ran around the tripod and kept hammering. The huge tripod cracks had been created. How could he resist the bombardment of this fierce golden elemental force? The sound of Kaba was endless, and the land was broken one by one, and finally turned into fragments all over the ground.

The men, women and children of the poor Sang nationality were all stunned. Even the two witches were stunned, looking at the fragments all over the ground and didn't know what to do. Shaoqiu slowly picked up the fragments, put them into the grave one by one, and covered the girl's body. The bronze tripod was so huge that it came out of the ground and reached two or three feet high, becoming a bronze grave.

Shaoqiu pointed to these bronze fragments and laughed miserably: "It - it only deserves to be the dust on her grave!"

"You... you blaspant... sin!" The old man screamed, spit out a mouthful of blood, and fell to the ground.

"Damn it," Rong Hushi shook his head and smiled bitterly. "You are quite creative. Come on, they'll dig it out for her later, and I'll help you!"

With the virtual ring of his arms, he made a move to the huge mulberry tree in front of him. He saw the soil surging, and countless roots came out of the roots of the mulberry tree, and he wrapped the "bronze grave" tightly with his hands and feet. Then the giant mulberry also began to move slowly. The root held the "bronze grave" and contracted for a while and sank to the ground. The giant mulberry actually moved a foot and occupied the grave!

This giant mulberry actually protected the "bronze grave"!

Everyone is stunned like a wooden chicken. This giant mulberry is the divine tree in the clan. If you want to dig the girl's tomb, can you dig out the divine tree?

"Thank you very much." Shaoqiu looked at the grave sinking into the ground and said lightly.

Rong Hushi laughed, grabbed him, threw him on the back of Lu Shu, and shouted, "That's enough of the noise. Why don't you run away!" Reaching out his hand, the keel blade flew back to his hand. He strode to grab the wild cow, patted the cow's buttocks, and shouted, "Let's go!"

A cow and a deer rushed away in the anger of the poor Sang people.

Shaoqiu was depressed all the way. Rong Hushi sighed, "Shaoqiu, I will accompany you to make a scene in the poor Sang tribe. If the poor Sangjun sues Dong Yuejun, I will definitely be punished."

"It's up to you." Shaoqiu said lightly.

Rong Hushi shook his head and said, "It doesn't matter. You really don't know anything about it. It is very common to punish witches in the Yanhuang Alliance. Among them, the mystery is infinite. It's not as simple as the moon red when sacrificing to the gods."

"Oh?" Shaoqiu was surprised, "What's the mystery?"

The tiger warrior said, "In ancient times, the right of sacrifice was controlled by women and was called witches. Seven or eight hundred years ago, men gradually obtained the right to sacrifice, and they were called witches. Since then, they have been called witches in the wilderness. Of course, they are still dominated by witches. It's just that in the past two or three hundred years, the male power has been flourishing and the female power has declined in the wilderness. This witch is facing a relatively embarrassing situation - is it still a woman to communicate with the gods in the patriarchal world? As a result, the secular male power gradually began to erode the theocracy of sacrifice. In the large tribes, the high priest is still a witch, but in some small tribes, many of them are masters of the sacrificial power. Moreover, women's sacrifices have inherent inconveniences, so take this girl as an example and come red every month, but what if the red day is exactly the day of sacrifice? Do you communicate with the gods while flowing with unclean things?

"But they can't burn innocent people with this!" Shaoqiu said angrily.

"Hey hey." Rong Hushi smiled and said, "In terms of the struggle for divine power, the degree of fierceness is particularly fierce than the struggle for secular power. The witches drive away the witches, and sometimes even provoke bloody battles between tribes. There are tens of thousands of war dead, not to mention the burning a girl."

"Can't this be solved peacefully?" Shaoqiu only heard that his spine was cold.

Rong Hushi glanced at him and laughed, "Maybe it's up to you to solve it in the future!"

He was laughing, but Shaoqiu nodded seriously: "I must not let such a tragic thing happen in the wilderness. What's wrong with clan harmony and witch coexistence? Those weak and innocent girls were killed and destroyed one by one. Do they really have the heart?

"Hey!" Rong Hushi smiled bitterly, "Childish!"

"It's not childish!" Shaoqiu snorted, "Don't you have parents? I am a wild child. My greatest wish is to be loved by my parents, be free and happy with my parents, and get along well with my family. Neither sacrificial to the gods nor the so-called alliance's well-being can deprive them of their right to be happy!"

As he spoke, he remembered the experience of Kongsang Island, and tears flowed down again. At a glance, he saw the smiling expression of the tiger warrior, raised his sleeves, wiped them away fiercely, and looked at him stubbornly.

Rong Hushi curled his lips and said, "Okay! All right! You can go to the harmonious tribe and assimilate the witch! Let's hurry to Yanggu."

The two of them accelerated and ran for another day, less than a hundred miles away from Yanggu. When it was getting late, it entered a huge mulberry forest. This mulberry forest is the only way for the tribes in the south to reach Yanggu. There is a road in the forest, and the two of them gallop on their mounts.

The sun is getting late, the mulberry forest is dark and deep, and the golden afterglow under the mulberry leaves is mottled and dancing in the fine wind.

As soon as the two turned a corner in the mulberry forest, the tiger suddenly exclaimed and reached out to grasp the two horns of the bison. The bison rushed forward a few steps and twisted its neck and stopped. Shaoqiu looked forward and was stunned, but when he saw a good road, a Tucheng appeared on the road!