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Chapter 764 After drinking our wine, one person dares to kill someone! (2 in 1)

"...These are role models! From now on, as long as you do things well and contribute more to the tribe, you may be able to be lifted from your status as a slave and become a citizen of the tribe like them!"

At Han Cheng's signal, the fifty freshly minted second-level citizens of the Qingque Tribe with wooden ID cards around their necks lined up in two rows and stood in front of the stage, facing all the slaves in the tribe.

, standing very straight.

Especially after Shenzi, who came down from the stage and walked in front of them, said such concluding remarks enthusiastically, they all stood up straighter.

I just felt that all the glory was shrouded in them along with the ID cards hanging around their necks.

The many slaves who were watching all this were so excited that they secretly clenched their fists, feeling hot and eager to have a big fight right now.

Then he stood here, under everyone's attention, and asked the Son of God to personally bring him a card representing his citizenship, let the leader beat the drum for him, and let the witch lead the way for him!

Han Cheng looked at everyone's reactions and couldn't help but smile to himself. He was very satisfied with the results of the commendation meeting that he had successfully accomplished today...

What shocked, envied, and regretted the slaves of Daya and other semi-agricultural tribes did not end here.

After granting the grassroots and their Qingque tribe second-level citizenship, the stage was cleared.

The Son of God, the shaman and the leader took some citizens of the tribe to the inner courtyard.

Then there was a muffled thunderous sound of drums coming from the inner courtyard.

These slaves stretched their necks to look into the inner courtyard, wanting to see what the wise Son of God and the others were doing, but unfortunately their sight was blocked by the thick courtyard wall and they could not see what was going on inside.

This made slaves like Daya feel itchy as if their feet were being licked by a lamb.

After joining the tribe for a while, they also have a certain understanding of this thunderous drum sound.

I know that this kind of instrument is usually not easily knocked by Joe. Once it is knocked, something important must have happened.

After a while of scratching our heads and waiting, the sound of the drum began to become clearer and louder, and it sounded like it was coming from outside.

These people, who had been waiting impatiently, immediately cast their gaze over.

After a while, the situation inside appeared in front of everyone.

I saw the most respectable Son of God walking in the front, beating the drum, followed by the wizard wearing a feather crown, holding a bone staff, with a serious face, and dancing all the way.

Behind the witch, the leader and Shang were carrying a stone pillar that looked quite old. There were some simple lines carved on the stone pillar, and the most eye-catching one was the green bird pattern in the middle of the lines.

Amidst the rumbling drums, the totem pole was carried by the senior brothers and placed in the middle of the stage at the back.

In front of the totem pole, there is a case made of logs, on which fish, chicken, pork and some fruits are placed.

A fire was lit in front of the case.

Han Cheng, who was playing the drum, had already handed the drumstick back to his senior brother and stood behind the case, alongside the totem pole.

The shaman wearing a feather crown and holding a bone staff in his hand looked very energetic at this time, jumping and jumping in front of everyone, very energetic.

Nuanshou Baoyuan stood in the crowd and looked at everything in shock. Once again, he was deeply impressed by the wisdom of the Son of God and the others.

Why couldn't I remember these things before?

Such a grand scene and large-scale sacrificial activity was much more shocking than the way I used to pray by rubbing the back of my head in the tribe.

Correspondingly, it becomes more convincing.

After thinking for a while full of admiration and shock, Yuan's eyes fell on Wu Zizi, who was jumping up and down and could be described as energetic. Soon, in deep shock, he

Another emotion emerged.

He is so energetic right now, why does he always say he is sleepy when he gets on the kang at night?

It seems that I can work harder in the future...

The shaman who was dancing and performing the sacrifice felt a pain in his back for no reason. He thought it was because the range of his movements was a little too large. With this thought in mind, he prepared to reduce the range of his movements.

As a result, before he could do this, the pain disappeared again.

It's like it's just an illusion.

Wu shook his head, ignored what he just said, and continued to do his own thing.

"God!"

The shaman who had finally danced enough put his hand holding the bone staff on his chest, bent down towards the totem pole behind the flames and saluted respectfully, praising the gods in his mouth.

The citizens of the Qingque tribe have seen such a battle more than once, and they all imitated the shaman's way of saluting, and then praised the gods with their mouths.

The newly joined slaves of the semi-peasant tribe had not received special instructions before, but at this time they were shocked by the momentum of such a grand scene, and they could not help but imitate the appearance of the Qingque tribe, giving clumsy salutes, and then used

If it seems harsh, shout loudly: "God!"

Although the sound is not neat enough, there is some solemnity in the chaos.

"Son of God!"

The shaman waited until all the sounds stopped, then bowed deeply to Han Cheng, who was standing next to the totem pole, and then praised the Son of God.

Even Wu himself didn't notice that when he saluted Han Cheng, his body bent lower than when he saluted the totem pole, and his voice praising the Son of God was louder.

Citizens of the Qingque Tribe do this more obviously.

After they bowed deeply, they shouted respectfully and loudly: "Son of God!"

When calling the Son of God, most people felt their chests burning, with a kind of excitement and other emotions welling up in their hearts.

This shout of the Son of God was so neat and loud that the donkeys in the donkey pen were so frightened that they opened their mouths and screamed, "Choke~ahhh~ah...".

The slaves of the semi-agricultural tribe were influenced by the previous experience and this grand and shocking cry, and they shouted much more neatly and loudly this time.

Moreover, when calling 'Son of God', it is not unfamiliar. This is because after entering the Qingque Tribe and becoming a slave of the Qingque Tribe, the first word they were formally taught was 'Son of God'.

Listening to the deafening shouts and feeling the respect and love from everyone's heart, even Han Cheng couldn't help but feel a little excited at this time.

"Please God Qingque! Serve Qingque wine!"

Han Cheng calmed down his agitated mood, looked at the quiet people, and raised his voice and shouted.

After the voice fell, the senior brothers left the scene again and returned to the inner courtyard. Not long after, they came over carrying the Qingque statue wrapped in red linen.

The second senior brothers who followed also placed the wine jars and pottery bowls they carried in front of the Qingque statue, then returned to their original positions and stood still.

Han Cheng personally removed the red cloth covering it, revealing the abstract blue bird statue.

Then he opened the mud seal, used a wine holder made from a bamboo tube, scooped up the wine and poured it into the open mouth of the Qingque statue.

The slightly turbid wine swirled in the green bird statue, and then turned into a crystal water column from the toes, falling into the pottery bowl held by the witch...

Bowls of Qingque wine representing a tribe were delivered to the fifty newly minted second-level citizens with wooden ID cards and solemn and excited expressions, as well as those from the original sheep tribe and the round ones.

in hand.

"After drinking this bowl of Qingque wine, you will become a member of the tribe from now on. Anyone who betrays the tribe and does something harmful to the tribe will be beheaded with a crow hat!"

Han Cheng spoke to these people with a solemn expression, his eyes lingering on Yuan's face for a while.

These words are spoken to these new citizens of the tribe, as well as to the old citizens of the tribe.

Let them always remember not to have bad intentions.

Han Cheng's majestic eyes swept over the faces of those who were about to drink Qingque Wine. When he saw that no one dared to look at him, he shouted loudly: "Drink!"

The word "drink" was uttered, and the people holding the wine bowls, who were already excited, put the wine bowls to their mouths and began to swallow.

Yuan, the female priest of the former semi-agricultural tribe, raised her head and drank the Qingque wine without much hesitation.

"After drinking our wine, you can breathe freely without coughing! After drinking our wine, no one dares to act like a prostitute!..."

Seeing everyone holding wine bowls and drinking Qingque wine together, Han Cheng suddenly remembered the scene in the movie "Red Sorghum" where the god of wine was sacrificed.

If he hadn't known that it was a solemn occasion and singing at this moment would ruin the atmosphere, Han Cheng would have shouted twice.

After drinking the Qingque Wine, Laoyang Caogen and the others were holding empty wine bowls, all with excited expressions and smiles on their faces.

After drinking this bowl of wine today, they can be considered as members of the Qingque Tribe!

A huge commendation meeting and an 'induction' meeting were over, and the Qingque tribe suddenly became much quieter.

However, the impact of this conference has not dissipated. Especially for slaves like Daya who have just joined the Qingque tribe, seeing such a shocking scene for the first time, everyone was inexplicably confused, but

But it was enveloped in a very positive mood.

In the snow, Big Ya kept lifting the stones onto the sledge as if he were beaten to death, as if he was tireless, and most of the others were the same.

At this moment, all the tiredness, unfairness, and coldness were forgotten by them.

Everyone was working with great enthusiasm, and the amount of stone mined and transported in one day was almost greater than in the previous two days!

When Han Cheng saw this scene, he couldn't help but smile. Sure enough, people still need to have some energy.

In the carpenter's room, I looked at the lame Yuan who was hammering and making something, looking a little dazed.

These things that happened not long ago had the greatest impact on her. After all, she was a female priest of a semi-agricultural tribe in the past, and the work she performed was similar to that of witches and others to a certain extent.

Because the level of the station is higher, the perspective of looking at the problem is also different.

Through this incident, Daya and other ordinary slaves from a semi-agricultural tribe saw hope, a living example that hard work will pay off.

But Yuan saw in this a very wise way of managing the people in the tribe.

Through this method, these new slaves who join the tribe can be allowed to work well and not have any rebellious intentions to the greatest extent.

This is much more clever than the previous method of beating her and letting people hold weapons while watching the slaves work.

With the proliferation of Qingque Liquor and things called ID cards, there are many benefits that people can’t help but pat their chests in admiration for.

Carefully recalling the things contained in this matter, the more Yuan thought about it, the more subtle it became, and the more profound it became.

The wisdom that I was so proud of in the past is really nothing in front of the Son of God!

Compared with the current tribe, my original tribe has been far behind in every aspect from beginning to end!

After this trance lasted for a while, Yuan suddenly became happy again, because she suddenly realized that through this incident, she suddenly learned a lot of things...

Under the heavy snow, time passed by like this.

In the blink of an eye, the new year is coming.

Both adults and children in the Qingque Tribe became happy. In their joy and with strong expectations, more and more people mentioned the word "nian".

This made the studious Yuan very curious.

Because it has been a while since she joined the Qingque tribe, she has never seen people from this tribe, and she has never been so excited and expected on such a large scale.

What on earth is this ‘year’? That makes them so enthusiastic and expectant?

At night, while lying on the warm Kang with Wu in her arms, Yuan asked about the doubts in her heart.

Wu, who had just closed his eyes and pretended to be tired, suddenly became energetic and began to tell Yuan about the New Year.

As the witch talked, Yuan gradually became obsessed.

Is the year really as good as the witch says?

Even though she knew that Wu would never lie to her, Yuan still found it unbelievable because what Wu said was so surprising!

Fragmented snowflakes fell from the sky, and under the reflection of the flames, they also became more red.

Burning firecrackers will make an explosion from time to time, bringing up a brilliant cloud of rising sparks.

The big drum was beaten loudly, and everyone around the fire was laughing and dancing in circles. The laughter mixed with the rumbling drums and went in all directions.

He was so full from eating that he looked around blankly. Under the light of the fire, wherever he looked, there were bright smiling faces.

It turns out that everything Wu told him about Nian is true, and the real Nian is even more shocking than what Wu said.

All this is as beautiful as a dream.

No, even in my dream, I have never dreamed of such a comfortable scene.

No wonder people in the tribe are looking forward to the arrival of the New Year. If they knew about such a beautiful moment in advance, they would definitely look forward to it!


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