The altar is made of huge stones, it is very open, and it is built next to the broken old willow tree. At this time, it is full of beasts, like a hill. wWW!QUaNbEn-xIAoShUO!CoM
The bright red blood of the beast stained the huge stone platform red, flowing along the engraved pictures on the stone surface, the red is brilliant, coupled with the thick and long fur of the giant beast, the scales shimmering with cold light, and the huge horns, etc., it is shocking, and there is a kind of tragic prehistoric The breath rushed over.
Under the leadership of the old patriarch, the men, women and children of the stone village prayed together and asked for the shelter of the willow tree. This is a serious sacrificial process, and this is also a custom, which must be carried out every time they return from hunting.
The scorched tree was as silent as before, without any reaction, as in the past, no sacrifice was taken, but many villagers knew that it had a spirit!
Finally, after the sacrifice was over, people heaved a sigh of relief, smiled joyfully, and began to move the corpses of these ferocious beasts, preparing for bloodletting and cutting.
"It's been many years, and the sacrifice spirit hasn't touched the offering once. Do we still need to perform sacrifices every time?" A young man muttered softly.
"Stinky boy, what are you talking about!" His father glared at Tong Ling's big eyes angrily, and swung his hand as big as a cattail fan to beat him.
The old patriarch waved his hand, stopped it, and said softly: "The sacrifice spirit is the spirit that we worship and support. The most important thing is our sincerity. We treat it with reverence, so that it will protect and protect our village."
The young man's face turned red, and he hurriedly said, "I'm not being dishonest, patriarch, but I just feel that the spirit sacrifices don't seem to need these sacrifices, and they have never used them."
"It's fine if you feel it." Shi Yunfeng patted his shoulder and explained with his heart.
Sacrifice Spirit, also called "Spirit of Sacrifice", is the abbreviation of a tribe's "Spirit of Sacrifice and Support". It guards the village and deters the beasts in the wilderness.
The elders in the clan still remembered that this was not the case with another sacrificial spirit decades ago. It was a strange stone, and every time the sacrifice was offered, most of the blood would be lost and absorbed by it.
Until late at night one day, the old willow tree came, and the strange rock chose to go away. Everything changes because of this.
Thinking of that rainy night back then, the old patriarch was in a daze. He was still a teenager at that time, and he had witnessed that shocking and terrifying scene with his own eyes.
In the middle of the night, there were lightning and thunder, heavy rain, and the storm was extremely violent. Many mountains were smashed down by lightning, mountains torrents were like seas, fierce beasts were running wild like tides, and the scene was terrifying.
At that time, a big willow tree reaching the sky appeared in the clouds, bathed in the sea of thunder, surrounded by lightning as thick as the mountain, and thousands of willows turned into blazing chains, piercing the entire sky, as if they were fighting with something fighting.
In the end, the big willow tree broke, and its body was scorched black. It shrank 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. The strange stone that was worshiped and offered in Dangye 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 big tribes or mountains and rivers, but descended from the sky and was damaged by endless thunder and lightning. Few people in the village knew.
In the first few decades, it was scorched black, without any vitality, as if it had died completely. It was not until ten years ago that a new tender green branch emerged, and there was no change after that.
"Boys, be careful. It's rare to harvest these ferocious beasts. Their blood essence, tendons and some bones are surprisingly precious. Don't lose the essence." The old patriarch came back to his senses and warned.
The young and middle-aged men in the family were cutting the giant beast with silver knives, clanging noises from time to time, sparks splashed everywhere, and the skeleton of the giant beast was surprisingly hard.
Someone has already prepared a big pottery jar to collect the blood essence reserved in a special part of the animal body. This is an excellent blood tonic and is very rare.
Pixiu is the most precious among this pile of animal carcasses. Although it is only a descendant, it is far inferior to the pure blood of the Pixiu royal family, but it still contains part of the true blood, and its value is astonishing.
It has been more than two years since the last time we caught a ferocious beast like Pixiu. They are so ferocious and powerful that they can destroy the life of a strong man with just one claw.
It can be said that the abundance of this harvest is staggering.
"Well, the true blood preserved in the horns of this two-headed fiery rhinoceros is also amazing, no worse than that Pixiu!" An old man performed the knife himself, and untied the hard flesh and blood under the rhino horns, and a stream of red blood flowed out. Fiery true blood.
Suddenly, the blood turned into a ball of red light, and a palm-length two-headed fire rhinoceros emerged, its whole body red, lifelike, roaring angrily.
"Good thing, this true blood is extremely medicinal, no worse than that Pixiu!" The old man who performed the knife laughed, and quickly put the rhinoceros blood in a clay pot, and sealed the mouth of the pot tightly.
"Patriarch, the horn of this dragon-horned elephant is also a good thing. It was already dying when we found it, otherwise it would be impossible to deal with it." A young man said.
Shi Yunfeng nodded, and said: "It's really rare. The pair of dragon horns on its head have been growing for some years. They are carefully chiseled out. They are rare bone-replenishing medicines."
"The tendon of Kui Beast's one leg is so tough that it can't be cut with an axe."
"They are all good things. Brat, be careful, don't spoil the precious blood on the wings of the flying python!"
The people of the clan are happy and full of smiles.
Only a group of children shrank their necks and ran away in a hurry, 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" grown on the beast was exhausted. The patriarch and several old people nodded in satisfaction, and took away the clay pots for disposal.
"With so many prey, some of them will be marinated for a while, and then smoked and roasted to make some of them into jerky." The experienced old man said.
With so many ferocious beasts piled up like a hill, the whole village couldn't finish eating them for many days. If they rotted, it would be a waste, and it must not be tolerated for the villagers who are in short supply of food.
Women from all households began to share the meat, all with sincere smiles. The men who were worried about going out earlier not only returned safely, but also harvested so much. This is the best gift from heaven.
The smoke from each household is rising, and after half an hour, the smell of meat will disperse. The pieces of meat stewed in the iron pots of each household are about to rot, and the children can't wait. And the animal meat roasted on the fire began to become golden and shiny, dripping fat, and fell into the fire with a chugging sound, and the strong men couldn't help it anymore, and began to tear the meat The bite is full of juice, and the appetite is whetted.
"Boy, this is pixiu meat. If you eat more, you will grow stronger. It is a rare and precious meat."
"Eat more brats. This is the meat of the double-headed rhinoceros. Supplementing more can make your skin and bones as strong as iron. Don't eat the most useless tree pork."
All kinds of ferocious beasts became the richest food for the villagers at night, and the tempting smell of meat wafted to the street, attracting people's appetite, bursts of laughter came, and the whole village was filled with joy.
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