"Dongdongdong! The divine sky, the earth, the coast and the mountains are watching us together!...Dingle bell! This is the wedding blessed by the ancestors, the fusion of the longship tribe on the sea and us lakeside people!...Ah
Young! The god opened his eyes on the sea and laughed into a storm of joy!…”
The wedding blessed by the ancestors was held on the beach of the lake bay. According to the clan tradition of the Viyot people, the woman's family hosted the wedding, provided food, and entertained guests from all tribes. At this moment, hundreds of Viyot people
The tribal people beat the heavy Tuluwat drum and shook the wooden bells for celebration. They gathered in piles on the coast, singing and dancing to their heart's content.
Chief Tujing of the Huyuan Department was smiling as he stood on an ancient stone platform and narrated the wedding prayers. In front of the stone platform, there were family members of both parties on the left and right, and in the middle was the newlyweds who were getting married.
The young priest Xiefeng is wearing a white sacrificial robe and a windproof gray hat. There are two long heron feathers stuck on both ends of the hat, which are fluttering in the sea breeze. This is the ceremonial hat of the Viyot tribe. From a distance,
Go, like two reeds.
At this time, the young priest Xiefeng under the reed hat was motionless, standing blankly, seeming a little absent-minded. His figure was not thin, but compared with the woman on the left, he was obviously smaller.
The woman on the left is his newlywed wife, Tulan, the female head of the tribe. At the moment, Tulan, the female head, is wearing a bright blue cloth robe, beaming, and shouting hello to relatives and friends around her.
"Haha! The old chief is singing a sacrificial song! Tulan, wait a minute, you will have a husband again! Tsk tsk! You are still such a handsome little man!"
"That's it! That's it! The bears in the mountains are greedy and eat all the tender red fruits!..."
The crowd on the left, a dense mass of darkness, was the woman's tribe and family members. Two sturdy female-headed men grinned and called to Tulan, who was getting married in the middle. Tulan frowned, not caring that the wedding was still going on, and just used
He yelled and cursed in tribal language.
"Go away! You two fat foxes who want to eat berries! This tender little red fruit is mine! Mine! If you look at it one more time, I will throw you both into the lake one by one! ...
"
"Ahaha! Tulan is scolding her two sisters!... Where is her baby? Let her three babies go over and make trouble!..."
The Weyot people's wedding was very joyful, with no serious rules, and the style was unrestrained and lively. The nosy tribesmen were making noises nearby, and after a while, they called three eight, nine, or ten-year-old boys. Then,
The three boys swarmed up to the stone platform, groping around and looking at the young priest Sisi carefully.
"Mom! Is this the new dad? He doesn't seem too strong? Can he give birth to a baby brother soon?"
"No! I have two younger brothers. I want my younger sister and I want to give birth to my younger sister!"
"I won't do it! You have a younger brother, but I don't! I want a younger brother to bully me!..."
"Ah?! Three annoying little eels, get out and play outside! Don't crawl around here!"
The female leader Tulan stared at the three young men who were deliberately making trouble, and her heart arose with anger. As a leader, she rowed and fished all year round, and led the tribe to build huts.
The vast majority of tribesmen are still in good health.
At this moment, she stretched out her thick and powerful arms and lifted up her little son, who weighed fifty or sixty pounds. Then, with a low voice, the female-headed woman pressed her little son against the sand and rolled her five to five feet like a log.
Six meters.
"Go away!"
"Well!
"
The skinniest little boy rolled out five or six meters and fell on the sand. He got up dizzy, wiped his dusty face, and ran away. And this unique skill was revealed.
, the two sisters who were having the most fun also shrank their necks and did not dare to make any more noise.
"Tsk tsk! With Tulan's strength, no wonder he once caught such a big Vikni!..."
"No! She used to be able to run with two logs on her shoulders."
Seeing his wife's unique skill, even though he could not understand the words of the tribesmen, sweat broke out on the forehead of Priest Xi Feng. He instantly realized that he would probably, no, definitely not be able to defeat these strong men.
The female-headed people, especially the best among them, have their own wives, Tulan.
"Lord God! I hope tonight...she can be...gentle...I...I still..."
"Haha! Our ancestors finally opened their eyes!"
Tulan next to him turned his head and looked at his new husband happily. His fair appearance was much more handsome than the dark fishermen in the tribe! Not only was he young and energetic, but he also had an indescribable sense of wisdom.
Like the shamans who know a lot about various ministries. They just don’t seem to be able to do their jobs...
"It's nothing! If he can't work, I'll raise him! Who can catch fish and cut trees better than me? Well, I also made an agreement with the chief of the long boat, and I will take the tribe to live by the lake in the south.
!That’s our new home, our home! Hahaha!…”
Thinking of this, Tulan was delighted, and tenderly stretched out her hand to wipe the sweat from the face of Priest Xibei. Then, she used her arms to hold her new husband tighter.
"Blessed by the ancestors! The marriage blessed by the ancestors is concluded! You will build a family hut by the lake in the south. And your marriage, like the tribe's thatched hut, will still stand in the ancient hut even after experiencing storms and heavy rain.
On the land!…”
The old chief Tujing finished singing the sacrificial song with a smile, and the people around him also prayed. At this moment, both the kingdom's exploration fleet and the local chiefs were all enthusiastically praising the song loudly.
Although the two newcomers do not understand each other, they are ten years apart in age, and their hometowns are thousands of miles apart. One has three children, and the other has just grown up... But in the eyes of everyone, and in the eyes of the leaders of both sides, this is a sacred battle.
, a perfect match, a beautiful wedding blessed by gods and ancestors!
"After all, this wedding, which has never happened before, officially symbolizes the beginning of the kingdom's northward expansion and assimilation with the tribe! And this is also the first integration between the successors of the Jiao people on the plateau and their brothers far away in the northern continent.
The beginning of!”
Thinking of this, exploration captain Zuvalo was excited and his face was filled with a smile from the bottom of his heart. He was extremely sure that this sacred wedding would be recorded in the epic of the kingdom and in the scriptures of the Lord God.
Just like this exploration and development!
"Praise the Lord God! She sits high in the sky and watches us with mercy!"
"Boom boom boom boom!"
Exploration captain Zuvalo and hundreds of crew members prayed to the Lord God in unison. Then, with a wave of his hand, the Kingdom's fleet fired salutes, revealing the majesty of the Lord God to the astonished Viyot people for the first time.
In front of me. And this is the first time hundreds of thousands of Viyot tribesmen know the name of the powerful thunder god in the south!
"This is the thunder of the Lord God, and it is also the song of the Lord God! She agrees with this wedding and wants to leave her name as a god in this distant land!"
"Praise to you! Huitzilopochtli! Praise to the Most High God!…"
"Vizzi! Lobo! Chitli!"
This chapter has been completed!