The altar was made of huge stones, and it was very open, and it was built next to the broken old willow tree, and it was now full of wild beasts, like a hill. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

The bright red beast blood stained the boulder platform red, flowing along the carved diagram on the stone surface, red and gorgeous, coupled with the thick and long animal hair of the giant beast, the scales of the cold light flashing and the hideous giant horns, etc., it was shocking, and there was a tragic flood and desolation atmosphere.

Led by the old patriarch, the men, women, and children of Ishimura prayed together and asked for the protection of the willows, a solemn ritual that was performed every time they returned from a hunt.

The charred tree was as silent as ever, and there was no reaction, as if no sacrifice had been taken before, but many villagers knew that it had a spirit!

Finally, when the sacrifice was over, the people breathed a sigh of relief, resurfaced with joyful smiles, and began to move the carcasses of these beasts, ready to be bled and cut.

"It's been many years since the sacrifice spirit has made an offering, so do you still need to make a sacrifice every time?" a teenager muttered.

"What are you talking about, stinky boy!" his father glared at Brass Bell with wide eyes, and picked up his fan-sized hand to beat him.

The old patriarch waved his hand, stopped, and said softly: "The spirit of sacrifice is the spirit of our sacrifice and offering, it is important to be sincere, we treat it religiously, it will protect and bless our village." ”

The young man's face turned red, and he hurriedly said: "Patriarch, I'm not insincere, I just feel that the sacrifice spirit doesn't seem to need these sacrifices, and I have never used them. ”

"It's good that my mind arrives. Shi Yunfeng patted him on the shoulder and explained attentively.

The sacrificial spirit, also known as the "spirit of sacrifice", is the abbreviation of the "spirit of sacrifice and offering" of a tribe, which guards the village and deters the fierce beasts in the wilderness.

The elders of the clan remembered that this was not the case with another sacrifice spirit from decades ago, it was a strange stone, and every time a sacrifice was offered, it would lose most of its essence blood and be absorbed by it.

Until late one night, the old willow tree came, and the strange stone chose to go away. That's how things change.

Thinking of that rainy night back then, the old patriarch was in a trance, when he was still a teenager, and he had witnessed that shocking and terrible picture with his own eyes.

In the middle of that night, lightning and thunder roared, heavy rain was majestic, the storm was violent to the extreme, the mountains were all thundered and lightning collapsed, the mountain torrent was like the sea, the fierce beasts were running wildly, 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, and the lightning that swirled around the mountains was thick, and thousands of willows turned into a blazing divine chain, piercing the entire heavenly dome, as if fighting with something.

Eventually, the big willow tree snapped, blackened, and shrunk to its current size, and fell down and took root in the stone village, as the lightning disappeared and the downpour receded. That night, the strange stone that had been sacrificed 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 big tribes or mountains and rivers, but fell from the sky dome, and was damaged by endless thunder and lightning, and few people in the village knew.

For the first few decades, it was charred and black, without any life, as if it was completely dead, and it was not until ten years ago that a new green shoot was drawn, and it has not changed since.

"Stinky boy, be careful, it's rare to harvest these fierce beasts, their blood essence, tendons and some bones are precious and amazing, don't lose the essence. The old patriarch came back to his senses and admonished.

Huo Huo, the young and middle-aged silver knife in the clan, was cutting the giant beast, making a sonorous sound from time to time, sparks splashing everywhere, and the bones of the giant beast were amazingly hard.

Someone had already prepared a large pottery jar to receive the blood essence that was kept in the special parts of the beast's body, which was an excellent blood tonic medicine, very rare.

This pile of beast corpses is the most precious Pixiu, although it is only a descendant, far less than the pure blood of the Pixiu royal family, but it also contains some true blood, and the value is amazing.

It's been more than two years since the last time I caught a fierce beast like Pixiu, they are too ferocious and powerful, and they can destroy the life of a strong man with one claw, which is really difficult to deal with, and the ferocity is amazing.

It can be said that the abundance of this harvest is staggering.

"Well, the true blood retained in the horns of this two-headed fire rhino is also extremely amazing, no worse than that Pixiu!" An old man personally operated the knife, unraveling the flesh and blood that was as hard as gold and stone under the rhino horns, and a stream of true blood as red as fire flowed.

Suddenly, the blood turned into a red glow, and a palm-long two-headed fire rhinoceros appeared, all red, lifelike, and roaring angrily.

"Good thing, this true blood is extremely medicinal and not worse than that Pixiu!" the old man who handled the knife laughed, and quickly collected the rhino blood in the clay pot, firmly sealing the mouth of the jar.

"Patriarch, the horn of this dragon horn elephant is also a good thing, it was already dying when we found it, otherwise it would not have been able to clean it up. A young man said.

Shi Yunfeng nodded and said, "It's really rare, the pair of dragon horns on its head has been growing for some years, and if it is carefully chiseled down, it is a rare bone replenishment treasure medicine." ”

"This tendon of the beast's one-legged is so tough, it can be cut with an axe. ”

"It's all good stuff. Be careful, stinky boy, don't waste the blood on the python's wings!"

The people were full of joy and smiles.

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

It wasn't until half an hour later that the "treasure medicine" growing on the beast was exhausted, and the patriarch and several old men nodded with satisfaction, took away the clay pots, and took them to dispose of.

"So much prey, a little pickled for a while, then smoked and roasted and made into a part of jerky. The experienced old man spoke.

There are so many beasts piled up like a hill that the whole village can't eat them all for many days, and if they rot, it's really a waste, and it must not be tolerated for the villagers who are in some shortage of food.

The women of all families began to step forward to divide the meat, all with sincere smiles, and the men who were worried about going out earlier have not only returned safely, but also reaped so abundantly, which is the best gift from God.

The smoke curls from the cooking in each house, and after half an hour, the smell of meat spreads, and the pieces of meat boiled in the iron pot are about to rot, and the children can't wait. And the beast meat roasted on the fire also began to become golden and buttery, dripping grease, falling in the fire and sizzling, those strong men could not help it, and began to tear the meat with their hands, biting their mouths full of juice, and their appetites were great.

"Baby, this is Pixiu meat, eating more will make you stronger, it is a rare treasured meat. ”

"Stinky boy, eat more, this is the meat of a two-headed rhino, make up more to make your skin and bones as strong as iron, don't eat the most useless tree pork." ”

All kinds of beasts have become the most sumptuous food for the villagers in the evening, and the tempting smell of meat wafts into the streets, arousing people's appetites, bursts of laughter, and the whole village is in a joyful mood.

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