"What are you looking at?" Gong Xichou saw that she was thinking, "If there is anything you don't understand, I can tell you now."
The family tree is the heritage of the entire Gongxi tribe.
It will be handed over to Gong Xilai in the future.
Gong Xilai asked, "Why is there a Jimo clan?"
As a matrilineal clan, both men and women would naturally follow Gongxi clan, but there is also Jimo clan in the family tree, which means that people with different surnames can also be included in the family tree. It is very strange that there is no third surname. Could it be that Gongxi clan has always been intermarried with Jimo clan
"Jimo clan? Oh, you mean the high priest."
"The high priest?"
Gong Xichou said: "Our clan believes in gods. Every year on the gods' birthdays and other important festivals, we hold clan gatherings, usually hosted by the high priest. Every generation will select a successor to the high priest to inherit Jimo."
He continued, "I heard that the high priest is the only one who can communicate with the gods, but he is a bit weird..."
This role has a special status in the Gongxi tribe. It listens to oracles and conveys them to the tribe members. The tribe leader and the high priest usually make decisions on tribal affairs. If the two have conflicting opinions, the respected elders of the tribe will come forward to vote to ensure the implementation.
The Gongxi people love singing and dancing.
It is also because the high priest said that the gods love singing, dancing and vocal music the most.
Speaking of this—
Gongxi Qiu also told his sister: "When you have children in the future, remember to go to the altar in the center of the tribe to try. Every high priest is selected by the gods. Alas, the Gongxi tribe was exterminated, perhaps it has something to do with the high priest..."
In this regard, he is still very superstitious.
"Could it be that the high priest betrayed the clan?"
Gong Xichou shook his head: "That's not the case."
The high priest is going to become a traitor, and the whole clan will be in an uproar.
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"... The family was wiped out before the candidate for the high priest of my generation appeared. The one who was next to my mother in the previous generation reportedly died of illness. The one before that, it seems, was crossed out from the family tree when he was out on business..."
"Most of the tribe members believed that he died accidentally."
"But there are also voices saying he has given up his faith."
The high priest must be the most pious person in the tribe.
Borrowing the special abilities granted by the gods, they protect the tribe. Once they abandon their faith, their names will naturally be crossed out.
However, this example has never been seen in the 200 years of the Gongxi tribe's seclusion, so this speculation is untenable.
"The high priest is very important to our clan. Many years ago, there was an incident where a clan member went out and brought disaster upon the clan. You may have heard of the Wu State Gu disaster, which was caused by that guy... That time we were able to escape the disaster thanks to the warning from the oracle. Our generation is not so lucky."
The new high priest has not been selected, and the adult has encountered accidents one after another. The high priest of the previous generation, who had retired long ago, had no choice but to give up his retirement career and preside over important occasions such as the birthday of the gods. After all, he is old and cannot do some things.
For example, when it comes to listening to oracles, sometimes it’s accurate and sometimes it’s not.
Gong Xichou dreamed of replacing him since he was very young.
Because the high priest with white hair and beard danced really ugly.
If he gets on, he will definitely be the most handsome guy in the whole clan!
God's new favorite!
Gong Xilai's attention was not elsewhere.
"Isn't this my brother's biological father?"
He actually used "this one next to my mother" instead.
Gong Xichou explained: "Well... In order to avoid problems with newborns due to close blood relations among the tribe members, some adult women in our tribe can choose to marry within the tribe, or they can choose to leave the tribe and look for men they like outside."
"Bring it back?" Gong Xilai asked.
"No, bring the child back after it's born. Foreign men are fine, most of them have bad intentions."
Gong Xilai: “…”
She seemed to know why so many tribesmen did not have the names of their spouses next to them. It turned out that this was how it was done.
Gong Xichou said: "My brother should be the child of the previous high priest and my mother. But he had some problems, so my mother, encouraged by my uncle, went out to look for a candidate and I was born. My mother's husband may not be my biological father."
Being a half-sister is quite common in the clan.
Gong Xilai: “…”
"Alas, if the previous two high priests were here, perhaps our clan would not be able to avoid extinction, but the casualties could be reduced." Gong Xichou's eyes were filled with grief. "The clan was attacked by a powerful enemy, and the old priest was old. The means used by the clan to defend against the enemy could not be used to the maximum, so the clan members could not escape in time, and there was a traitor, so the whole clan died..."
Gong Xilai could only comfort him: "It's all over."
"Yeah, it's all over..."
Gong Xichou is not a person who likes to dwell on the past. He has to look forward and wait until his enemies are defeated before talking about other things.
And this—
It will soon be realized.
Gong Xichou actually hoped that Gong Xilai could have more children. As long as one of them could be chosen by the gods as the successor to the high priest, the safety of the clan would be sufficient to protect themselves.
However, this matter depends too much on luck. The selection of people depends not only on the preferences of the gods, but also on the character of the person being chosen.
Only a sincere and firm faith from the heart can truly move the god you serve and gain his protection.
If your heart is not strong...
Even if it’s the Gongxi clan…
It took decades to wait for a new generation of high priest.
"It's getting late, Alai, go to bed first. Pack your bags tomorrow and I'll send my confidant to take you to the tribe's land."
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