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Chapter 3 Sacrifice to the Spirit

The altar is made of huge stones and is very open, built next to the broken old willow tree. At this time, it is filled with beasts, like a hill.

The bright red beast blood stained the huge stone platform red, flowing along the carved pictures on the stone surface. It was bright red. In addition, the thick beast's hair, the flickering cold scales and hideous giant horns were shocking, and a tragic atmosphere came to my face.

Under the leadership of the old patriarch, the men, women, young and old in Shi Village prayed together and asked for protection from willow trees. This is a serious sacrificial process, and it is also a routine that it must be carried out every time you come back from a hunt.

The charred tree body was as quiet as the past, without any reaction. It was as if it had never used sacrifices in the past, but many villagers knew that it had a spirit!

Finally, after the sacrifice was over, people breathed a sigh of relief, smiled happily again, and began to move the corpses of these beasts, preparing to bleed and cut.

"For many years, the sacrificial spirit has not been used once. Do you still need to sacrifice every time?" a young man murmured in a low voice.

"What are you talking nonsense about, stinking!" His father glared at Tongling's big eyes, swung his palm-slim hand and was about to beat him up.

The old patriarch waved his hand, stopped it, and said softly: "Sacrifice spirit is the spirit we sacrifice and offer. The most important thing is sincerity. Only when we treat it piously will it protect and bless our village."

The boy's face turned red and he hurriedly said, "I'm not guilty in my heart, but I just feel that the sacrifices do not seem to require these sacrifices and have never been used."

"It's good to have the heart." Shi Yunfeng patted his shoulder and explained with sincerity.

Sacrifice spirit, also known as "sacrifice spirit", is the abbreviation of a tribe's "sacrifice and offering spirit". It protects the village and shocks the ferocious beasts in the wilderness.

The old man in the clan still remembers that another sacrifice spirit decades ago was not like this. It was a strange stone. Every time the sacrifice offered was offered, most of the essence and blood would be lost and absorbed by it.

Until one night, the old willow tree came and the strange stone chose to go away. Everything changed because of this.

Thinking of that rainy night, the old patriarch was a little dazed. At that time, he was still a teenager and had witnessed the shocking and terrifying scene with his own eyes.

In that late night, lightning and thunder were roaring, heavy rain was magnificent, and the storm was extremely violent. Many mountains were struck by lightning, with mountain torrents like seas, and ferocious beasts running like tides, and the scene was terrifying.

It was at that time that a large willow tree that reached the sky appeared in the clouds, bathed in the sea of ​​thunder, surrounded by lightning as thick as mountains, and thousands of willow branches turned into burning divine chains, piercing the entire sky, as if fighting something.

Finally, the big willow tree broke and its whole body was charred. It shrank to its size now. It fell down and took root in the stone village. At the same time, lightning disappeared and the downpour of rain receded. The strange stone sacrificed and offered to the village that night left.

Every time I think of it, the old patriarch trembled. The old willow tree did not move from other large tribes or mountains, rivers and sieges, but fell from the sky and suffered from endless thunder and lightning. Few people in the village knew about it.

In the first few decades, it was charred and had no vitality. It seemed to have completely died. It was not until ten years ago that a new green branch was drawn out, and then there was no change.

"Boy, be careful. You can rarely harvest these ferocious beasts. Their blood essence, tendons, veins and some bones are astonishingly precious. Don't lose the essence." The old patriarch came back to his senses and reminded him.

The young and middle-aged people in the clan were cutting the giant beast, making clanging sounds from time to time, sparks flew everywhere, and the skeletons of the giant beast were astonishingly hard.

Some people have already prepared a large pot made of ceramic jar to take the blood essence retained in special parts of the animal body. This is an excellent blood tonic medicine and is very rare.

This pile of animal corpses is the most precious of Pixiu. Although it is just a descendant and is far inferior to the Pixiu royal family with pure bloodlines, it also contains some real blood and is of amazing value.

It has been more than two years since the last time I caught the ferocious beast Pixiu. They are too cruel and powerful. They can destroy the life of a strong man with one claw. It is really difficult to deal with and are astonishingly fierce.

It can be said that the harvest this time was shocking.

"Well, the true blood retained in the rhinoceros horns of these two fire rhinoceros horns is also extremely amazing, no worse than that Pixiu!" An old man personally took the knife and untied the flesh and blood as hard as gold and stone under the rhinoceros horns, and a stream of true blood as red as firelight came out.

Suddenly, the blood turned into a red light, and a double-headed fire rhinoceros, the length of a palm, appeared, and was red all over, lifelike, and roared angrily.

"Good thing, this real blood has a strong medicinal property, no worse than that Pixiu!" The old man who was in charge laughed and quickly used a pottery pot to collect the rhino blood, firmly sealing the mouth of the can.

"Clan leader, the horns of this dragon horn elephant are also good things. When we found it, it was already dying, otherwise it would be impossible to deal with it." A young man said.

Shi Yunfeng nodded and said, "It's rare. The pair of dragon horns on its head have grown for a while. Carefully chiseled them down, which is a rare treasure for bone-pumping medicine."

"The single leg of Kui Beast is so tough that it can be cut with an axe."

"It's all good things. Be careful, don't waste the precious blood on the wings of the flying python!"

The tribe members were happy and were full of smiles.

Only a group of children shrank their necks and ran away like smoke, because they knew that most of these so-called blood medicines and bone medicines would be used on them and they would start to "suffer" again.

It was not until half an hour later that the "treasure medicine" growing on the beast was collected. The patriarch and the old men nodded with satisfaction, took away the clay pots and took them to deal with them.

"So much prey, marinate some of it in a while, then smoke and grill it to make a part of it." The experienced old man spoke.

So many beasts piled up like hills, and the whole village could not finish eating them for many days. If they were rotten, it would be a waste and would never allow them to be allowed for villagers who were short of food.

Women from all households began to come forward to share their flesh, all with sincere smiles. The men who were worried about going out were not only safe, but also gained so much. This is the best gift from God.

The smoke from each household was curling, and after half an hour the meat fragrance spread. The meat stewed in the iron pots of each household were almost rotten, and the children could no longer wait. The beast meat roasted on the fire began to become golden and shiny, dripping grease downwards and making a squeak in the fire. The strong men couldn't help it and began to tear the meat, biting it all over the mouth and opening up the appetite.

"Baby, this is Pixiu meat. Eating more will make you grow a lot of effort. It is a rare precious meat."

"You guys eat more. This is the meat of double-headed rhinoceros. To supplement your skin and bones that are firm like iron. Don't eat the most useless tree pork."

Various beasts became the most abundant food for villagers at night. The tempting aroma of meat scattered to the streets, attracting appetite, bursts of laughter came, and the whole village was filled with joy.
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