Chapter One Thousand Two Hundred and Ninety-Six Northeast Asia, the Nifkh Dog Tribe and the Sauron Tribes!
"I want to have a eloquent man who can communicate with the gods of the gods and speak five and a half sentences! I attract him with food and he falls from the sky as gracefully as a god! He is a water thrush and can fly up into the sky
, he can also fall into the water and communicate with all the gods! As long as I feed him well, with venison and mountain vegetable soup, salmon and mouth-chewing wine, I will make him chirp with joy...haha, chirp, chirp, chirp!..."
The cheerful sound of the piano sounded again, in the tribe's fire pit, under the moonlit night on the seaside, and in everyone's hearts. As a large coastal tribe, the Hanmo tribe prepared rich food to entertain the brother tribes with the same heritage.
The aroma of food and people's laughter filled the entire seaside village like moonlight and tide.
Dried and smoked venison, mountain vegetable soup boiled with green onions, fermented salmon, and uniquely processed chewable fruit wine were all packed in clay pots and wooden cans and delivered to Zuvarro.
Especially for chewing sake, you need to choose a pure Ainu girl, bathe and pray, brush your teeth with salt and branches, then put the brewing ingredients into your mouth and chew them, then fill the jar bit by bit and then ferment. In fact, this is a
From the Ainu to the Ryukyus, this common ancient custom also has the meaning of offering sacrifices to gods. The girl holding the jar smiled and poured a glass of her own wine for Zuwaro, then blushed inexplicably.
She bowed her head like a deer, then stepped aside and continued to sing the divine song. Her voice was soft and beautiful, like a graceful water blackbird.
"One day, people couldn't find deer when they went up the mountain to hunt, and they couldn't find fish when they went down to the stream to fish. Hunger spread in the village, but the deer god and fish god turned a blind eye, with only angry expressions."
"So, I fed the water thrush with the last food and sent him to fly to communicate with the gods. He was full of arrogance and quickly sent back a reply. The reason why the deer god was angry was that people used rough methods to catch the deer.
After beating the fish with a stick, skinning it, the head was thrown away casually. The reason why the fish god was angry was that after people caught the fish, they beat the fish head with rotten wood. People did not take good care of the food given by the god, so the god stopped giving it, so that
One gains nothing!…”
"I told people all this. In the end, people changed! They shot the deer with bows and arrows, skinned it, and decorated the deer head for worship. The deer returned to the embrace of the Deer God with a new headdress.
They fished with fish hooks, decorated the fish bones and enshrined them, so that the fish would return to the fish god with the exquisite wooden hooks..."
"So far, people have learned to respect food and treat the gifts of divine power with a solemn attitude. The Deer God and the Fish God also gave more deer and fish, and there is no more famine..."
"And I have a truly brave Ainu to continue to protect the earth for me. So I can leave and go to the land of the gods after the old man died. In the end, I left behind my messenger, the water thrush, and returned
I have my name, the son of the father god Okikurumi, the second ancestral god, Ae-Oine..."
The clear singing ended here, and the ancient story also came to an end. This was another meaningful story that left Zuvarro speechless.
"Respect for food, and the response to doing so... Even if you have the upper hand, like a hunter and prey, you must still respect each other and leave a decent ending to the other party? Hmm... interesting, really interesting!..."
While Zuvalo was thinking, he looked in the direction where the singing stopped, and saw the girl singing, smiling at him innocently. Then, the girl held the harp like a "wooden sword" and left quietly.
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"Um?!…"
The girl's smile fell into her eyes, and her back looked like a purple willow. Zuvalo was keenly aware of something, and his heart was slightly shaken. He looked at the innocent Qiandao Shell with some shame, and then looked to the side
The great chief Beiyu Niquan. The other party smiled, nodded slightly, and said nothing, but it seemed that he had said everything.
"...cough!"
Zuvarro touched his nose and was silent for a while before asking about the previous topic again.
"Dear Chief of the Quagmire, the Huatai and Shantao you mentioned before?..."
"Oh! That was many years ago!..."
The great chief of the Cold Swamp tribe raised his head and looked at the bright moon. Thinking of those days of stormy waves and hunting in the mountains and forests, it was as if he had returned to his strong and energetic youth.
"Going north from here, crossing the strait, which takes one and a half days of rowing, you can reach Huata. It is a large island with many forests. It is the territory of the Kawakou Kamui, and it is the 'island created by God at the mouth of the river.' Huata has many things.
The Inu tribe, especially in the slightly warmer south. At the northernmost end of Huata, there is a narrow passage connecting the mainland to the west. That area is the territory of the Nifkh Mountain Tartar people, but it is different from our Ainu people.
People have a lot of exchanges, and they also have the same customs of 'bear sacrifice' and 'fish sacrifice'..."
"The Nivkh Mountain Tartars?...Do they have any animals? Like horses or deer..."
"Yes! They claim to be the Nivkh people. They are not many in number and do not seem to be close to other mountain tartars. They are very good at fishing at the mouth of the river and are also good hunters... animals... Well, they live in a particularly dense area.
There are no other animals in the mountains and forests, but there are many dogs, so many dogs! Everyone has three or five dogs, and everyone wears dog skin clothes and eats dog meat..."
"The Nivhe people migrate in the forest, just like wolves and dogs, so some people call them the 'dog tribe'! And those ferocious big dogs will listen to their words and attack prey or enemies, and are especially good at attacking prey or enemies.
In the forest, they made a surprise attack together with the hunters, making a very quick sneak attack... Therefore, even if there were more powerful mountain tartar tribes in the west, no one came to trouble the Nivhe people. Those tribes were all herders, so for such a dense
I have little interest in the mountains and forests, let alone fighting with the Nivkh people. After all, the Nivkh people have nothing but a pack of biting dogs, not even a house..."
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! The chief of the Cold Swamp tribe thought for a while and determined that he had never seen the Nivkh people raising horses or deer. But he had also seen tribes that raised horses and deer.
However, just south of the Nivkh people, those wearing roe deer hats, the most ferocious fishing and hunting tribe...
"The continent to the west is very big, very long from north to south! The northernmost part of Huatai is the Nivkh people, and to the west of them are some tribes that raise cattle and horses, but I don't know what they are called, and they may not have names... Really big tribes
All in the south and west…”
"Actually, if you go directly west from here and paddle for about eight or nine days, you can reach the western continent and meet some larger 'forest tribes' who raise horses and deer. Their territory is very wide, and you can
From the middle of Huatai, sail westward to arrive. This way, the rowing time is shorter, only five or six days. Of course, your big boat has a lot of oars, and it seems to be very fast, but maybe it won’t take that long! I don’t know that.
How are big ships built?…”
The chief of the Cold Swamp tribe looked at Zuvalo and tried a few words with a smile. Zuvalo laughed and said in an understatement.
"Haha! This is the blessing of the power of the ocean. It is the big tree given to us by the Lord God. It grows into the shape of a boat! And we only need to cut down the tree and put it in the water, and it will turn into a big boat!..."
"Ah! Such a powerful ocean power! So magical!..."
The chief of the Cold Marsh tribe looked surprised, but he didn't believe it in his heart. He wanted to ask, but Zuvalo told him one story after another about the gods. He used various methods to tout the "powerful ocean and thunder power" and kept persuading him.
"To worship the main god." In the end, the chief of the Hanmarsh tribe was also deceived into half-belief and a little confused. He decisively brought up the topic and continued to talk about the situation on the western continent.
"The continent to the west is very big, as boundless as the sea. There are also many tribes there, scattered like sand on the beach... And the Shanta tribe along the coast is called 'Sauron people', 'people who live in the forest'
Tribe'! These people are extremely good at fighting tribes, almost all of them are sharpshooters, and they also occupy vast territories and hunting grounds. Although they also live in the woods, they have horses, some are particularly tall, and some Jurchens are specially used for fighting.
Horses, and the short Sauron horses that are good at running in the forest... As for cattle, I don’t think I have seen them among them, but many tribes have pigs, and there are deer in the north..."
Speaking of this, the chief of the Hanmarsh tribe remembered another dusty past event, and his expression was filled with emotion.
"The power of our ancestors! Many, many years ago, the Kazu people in the southernmost part of the country also gave tribal gifts, a lot of rice wine and iron tools, and asked me to get some Jurchen horses from the Shantar people to give to their famously cruel giants.
Chief! Many of the iron spears and knives in the tribe were obtained in this way..."
"At that time, Kazuto was not as ferocious as today. Although, as their power grew, their attitude towards the various tribes became worse and worse... They would ask for tribute every year, but in the past they did not ask for much, and they would also give some gifts to the tribes in return.
The urgently needed iron tools are more or less acceptable. But in the past two years, I don’t know why, they have gone crazy! They actually colluded with the Ishikari tribe, and then the two most powerful tribes joined forces to
They desperately collect tribute from other tribes, two or three times a year!…”
"I'm afraid Kazuto's chief is old and confused! He ignores the guardianship of the ministries, his greed exceeds the boundaries of the divine power, and he doesn't have any respect for the ministries... Even a hunter must respect every deer, every deer.
What a fish!… This kind of coma is like an owl that is too old to see the treetops. I am convinced that he must not be far from death!!…”
