Stone Village is located in the vast mountains, surrounded by peaks and ravines, and the vast mountains are majestic.
The red sun is setting in the west, and in the afterglow of the setting sun, the entire stone village is dyed with a light golden light. Apes are crowing and tigers are roaring in the distance, but the large stone houses here are as sacred and peaceful as ancient temples.
The stone village is not very big. There are only more than 300 people, men, women, old and young. The houses are all made of huge stones, simple and natural. At this moment, everyone in the village is gathered in front of an ancient altar, and a sacred ceremony is going on. of sacrifice.
Under the leadership of the patriarch Shi Yunfeng, the villagers who returned from hunting placed all the ferocious beasts they had hunted on the altar.
The altar was made of huge stones and was very open. It was built next to a broken old willow tree. Obviously, this willow tree was the object of their sacrifice. At this moment, the altar was filled with beasts, like a hill.
The bright red animal blood stained the huge stone platform and flowed along the carvings on the stone surface. It was a bright red color. Combined with the thick and long hair of the giant beast, the scales with cold light and the ferocious giant horn, it was shocking and gave a sense of tragic prehistoric times. The breath hit my face.
Under the leadership of the old patriarch, the men, women, and children of Shicun prayed together and asked for the willow tree's protection. This was a serious sacrificial process, and it was also a practice that was carried out every time after returning from hunting.
The charred tree was as silent as before, with no reaction at all, and no sacrifices were taken as before, but many villagers knew that it had a spirit!
Finally, after the sacrifice was completed, everyone breathed a sigh of relief, smiled with joy again, and began to move the corpses of these beasts, preparing to bleed and cut them.
"It has been many years since the offerings to the spirits have not been touched. Do we still need to perform sacrifices every time?" A young man couldn't help but mumbled in a low voice.
"What nonsense are you talking about, you brat!" His father glared at Tong Ling angrily and raised his hand as big as a cattail leaf fan to beat him.
The old patriarch waved his hand to stop, and said softly: "The sacrificial spirit is the spirit we sacrifice and support. It is important to be sincere. Only when we treat it reverently will it protect and bless our village."
The young man's face turned red and he said hurriedly: "Captain, I am not being sincere, I just feel that these sacrifices are not needed for the sacrifice of the spirits, and they have never been used."
"As long as you're aware of it, it'll be fine." Shi Yunfeng patted his shoulder and explained carefully.
The sacrificial spirit, also called the "sacrifice spirit", is the abbreviation of a tribe's "sacrifice and offering spirit". It protects the village and deters the ferocious beasts in the wilderness.
The elders in the clan still remember that this was not the case with another sacrifice made decades ago. It was a strange stone, and every time a sacrifice was offered, most of the blood essence would be lost and absorbed by it.
Until late one night, the old willow tree came and the strange stone chose to go away. Everything changes because of this.
Thinking of that rainy night that year, the old patriarch felt a little distracted. At that time, he was still a teenager and had witnessed that shocking and terrifying scene.
That late night, there was lightning and thunder, heavy rain, and the storm was extremely violent. Many mountains were collapsed by lightning, mountain torrents were like the sea, and ferocious beasts were running like tides. The scene was terrifying.
At that time, a huge willow tree that reached the sky appeared in the clouds, bathed in the sea of thunder, and the lightning thickened the mountains. Thousands of willow branches turned into blazing divine chains, piercing the entire sky, as if fighting something. fighting.
Finally, the big willow tree broke, was scorched black, shrunk to its current size, fell down, and took root in the stone village. At the same time, the lightning disappeared and the torrential rain receded. That night the strange stone that was worshiped and offered in the village left.
Every time he thought of it, the old patriarch's heart trembled. The old willow tree did not move its roots from other large tribes or mountains and swamps, but fell from the sky and was damaged by endless thunder and lightning. Few people in the village knew it.
In the first few decades, it was completely charred and black, without any vitality, as if it was completely dead. It was not until more than ten years ago that a new green branch was sprouted, and then there was no change.
"The sacrifice has been completed. Let's start bleeding. In addition to the blood essence, the tendons and some bones are also extremely precious. Don't lose the essence."
The old patriarch Shi Yunfeng seemed unwilling to mention the matter of worshiping spirits, so he quickly changed the topic.
"Clan leader, don't worry!"
The young men in the tribe sharpened their knives and began to cut the giant beast. From time to time, clanging sounds were made, sparks flew everywhere, and the bones of the giant beast were surprisingly hard.
Someone has already prepared a large pottery jar to collect the blood essence retained in special parts of the animal's body. This is an excellent blood-tonifying medicine and is very rare.
While everyone was busy, a little boy quietly left the crowd and ran into the door of a stone house not far away, looking curiously at the people lying on the bed in the house.
A man of unknown origin, life and death, who looks like a young man in his mid-twenties, with half-drowsed eyes that vaguely reveal the vicissitudes of life after thousands of reincarnations.
"It's been more than a month, why haven't you woke up yet?"
The little boy tilted his head. Just when he was about to continue to get closer, a faint pressure came over him. The closer he got, the stronger the pressure became, making him unable to take another step.
More than a month ago, when he and his friends from the village carried this mysterious young man back, although this pressure had existed before, it was not as obvious as it is now. Moreover, it seems that as time goes by, this pressure has become stronger. It became more and more intense, giving him a premonition that the mysterious young man was about to wake up!
In order to verify his conjecture, the little boy would come to visit the mysterious young man every day. For more than a month, the mysterious young man never woke up, and it seemed to be the same today. The little boy was a little disappointed. However, just when he was about to leave, he never thought:
"He moved!"
Suddenly, the little boy subconsciously jumped back because, just now, he suddenly saw the mysterious young man's fingers moving.
However, when he took a closer look, he found that the mysterious young man seemed to be the same as before, without any trace of movement. The little boy was a little doubtful, had he seen it wrong
"Little one, what are you doing? Didn't I tell you not to get close to this person easily?"
At this time, the patriarch Shi Yunfeng came over. He gave the little boy a serious lesson. It was not that he was deliberately making a fuss, but that he was really afraid of the mysterious young man on the bed!
Although he saw with his own eyes a group of naughty children bringing this mysterious young man into the village, and he was the one who placed the mysterious young man in this stone house, from the beginning to the end, he could not figure out the details of this mysterious young man. I don’t know where the other person comes from, I don’t know how strong the other person is, and I don’t even know if the other person is alive or dead. Even so, he has never underestimated the mysterious young man, and has always maintained sufficient vigilance, not daring to be careless at all.
"I know, Grandpa Patriarch, but..."
Seeing the serious look on the patriarch Shi Yunfeng's face, the little one seemed a little awed and a little aggrieved at the same time: "I thought I saw him move just now..."
"What?!"
Hearing this, the clan leader Shi Yunfeng couldn't help being shocked. He quickly approached the bed and didn't stop until he felt the pressure approaching. He stared at the body intently. However, after half a while, he didn't notice anything.
"Did he really move just now? Did you make a mistake?"
Shi Yunfeng looked at the little one with some suspicion. It wasn't that he didn't believe what the little one said, but that he had secretly used all his methods just now, but he still didn't notice even the slightest difference.
"this... ... .."
The little boy bit his finger and hesitated for a while, then he pouted and said, "I'm not sure, maybe I really saw it wrong..."
"call!"
Unexpectedly, Shi Yunfeng breathed a sigh of relief after hearing Xiao Xiaotian's words, because he really didn't know if the mysterious young man in front of him really woke up, would it be a good thing or a bad thing for Shi Cun? Many times, it is unknown. , is always the most terrifying existence.
Therefore, rather than predicting the outcome of the mysterious young man's awakening, he prefers to maintain the status quo.
However, just when he picked up the little one and turned around to leave, the mysterious young man on the bed suddenly moved. First, his fingers moved slightly, and then his eyelids began to tremble. Then, the half-drowsy eyes slowly opened. , the boundless golden light condensed into two beams of light, and suddenly shot into the sky.
"Really...awakened?!"
The sudden change was unbearable and dumbfounded. Shi Yunfeng's face was filled with disbelief. He looked in amazement at the mysterious young man on the bed who slowly woke up and sat up...
(End of chapter)