The turbulent water gave way in panic before the footsteps of a big man. Even the river that ran across the mountains and seas did not dare to interrupt the big man's pursuit of the light.
The big man is no longer in his prime. His forehead bones are very high, and his face is as broad as a knife. It has sharp edges and corners, and is strong and solid. His eyes are as calm as the deep abyss. The aura contained in them is enough to make the mountains shake and collapse.
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No wild beast dared to approach him, no big fish dared to appear in front of his eyes.
Two or three strands of his beard have turned white.
The hair that was gathered at the back of the head and had three-color feathers in it was no longer pure black.
People have their twilight years, just like the sun sets, but although the twilight years of the great man are approaching, they have not yet completely arrived.
His energy and blood are still strong, and he is still one of the few "heroes" in this world.
When the Han Dynasty crossed the river, ordinary people could see the towering Xunshan Mountains in the distance, but what they could see was a ray of light farther away.
The big man looked towards Mount Xun, not letting the great wizard in Mount Xun notice his arrival. He carried a red bow on his back and a plain feather arrow on his waist. After a few steps, the river was already behind him.
This is not the first time he has stepped on this river.
But it certainly won't be the last time.
Yu Zai returned to the tribe. At this time, everyone in the tribe knew about Yu Shu. The young people seemed very silent, and the previous joy had disappeared.
The tribesmen shed a lot of tears, during the battle with the Long Di clan, when the tribesmen forcibly crossed the river, and even during the incident in Yanze.
But Yu Zai could see that many of them were holding back, while many more had hearts as dry as a withered tree and were no longer sad.
When they saw Yu Zai bringing back the broken weapons, they lowered their heads in respect and condolences, but they did not dare to look at them.
A new life was about to begin, but no one expected that something would happen at this time.
This is the cruel rule of mountains and seas. The way of heaven is like this. If you don't fight hard to cross, you will eventually be crushed by the mountains and submerged by the sea.
"Woo"
Some people couldn't hold it back and pursed their lips. After all, they were just a bunch of kids.
Ruanzai put the weapons on the ground, and the old clan leader came over. Ruanzai said to him: "Let the tribesmen pick up the shovels. Come on, we have to do something."
The old patriarch nodded, asked the tribesmen to pick up the shovels, and asked at the same time: "Witch, what are you going to do?"
Yu Zai said: "We need to clear up a piece of land. This piece of land is in our settlement. It should be in the central circle, and then surround it with wood and stones to make a square pillar. It is not a Huan table, it is called a stele.
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"Erect the monument."
Yuzai pointed to the weapons: "No one will forget them."
He and the old patriarch came to a piece of land that had just been cleared. Ruanzai looked at the surrounding geology and wind direction, then said hello, and the teenagers gathered around and started to level the land.
"Don't throw the excavated soil away far away, we must build it up!"
Yu Zai spoke to several soldiers, and Yu Fou was among them, firmly waving her fists.
"Wu, don't worry! I'll get it done for you!"
He was full of energy and seemed to vaguely understand what the witch was thinking. Is this going to be a new clan hill (cemetery)?
The old clan leader looked at it and had the same idea as Yu Fou. At that moment, Yu Zai asked him: "Patriarch, in the past, when clan members died, how were they buried with or without corpses?"
The old patriarch said without hesitation: "If there is a body after death, the body will be recovered, covered with fuel, and buried in the ground. If the body cannot be recovered, then abandon it in the wilderness, where wild animals will eat it."
"If you are a noble person, such as a shaman, there will be wooden rafts standing on both sides."
"Death in the wilderness is also one of our fates."
After the old clan leader finished speaking, he suddenly smiled: "I understand, Wu, are you planning to build a new clan hill?"
In ancient times, there were no coffins. The better ones and those with higher status were buried with firewood, while ordinary people were scattered directly in the wilderness and eaten by wild beasts. And only the princes were buried in mounds and buried in peace.
, this is the mausoleum.
While there was no coffin, by the time of Emperor Shun, there would be tile coffins, that is, coffins made of pottery, and at the same time, more exquisite funerary objects would also appear.
Ruzai looked solemn and agreed: "Yes, this is a funeral, but soon, the dead will be forgotten. We keep talking about our ancestors. Are only the people who founded the tribe the ancestors?"
The old patriarch said nothing, waiting for what Huan Zai would say.
Ruanzai pointed to a piece of land developed by the young men in front of him: "We want to build a mausoleum here, not for some big shot, but for our own ancestors, all the war dead, all the pioneers, all."
Ruan Zai stretched out his hand to the sky, stood on tiptoes, high up. The old patriarch raised his head following his arm. What he saw in his eyes was that Ruan Zai was holding the sun in his hand.
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Will that hill be as good as the sky?
Will that hill be as bright as the sun?
Yu Zai's fingers seemed to touch the sky: "Since Jinyun separated from Chifang, all the pioneers who have continued to pass on the fire for the tribe, in order to let the tribe stand in the heaven, earth, mountains and seas, will be immortal here!"
The sound was very loud, and all the young people heard it. Some of them could not understand the meaning, but the elders, who were like a fuou, had tears rolling in their frames, and then smiled, and waved the shovel in their hands.
worked harder.
But when the younger teenagers saw the smiles and sweat of the older teenagers, they started laughing too.
Yes, the decision made by the witch must be good and correct!
That must be from the Li tribe!
In the ancient mountain and sea era, during the time of the Five Emperors, it was not said that the tombs belonged exclusively to the emperors, such as Daling, Xiaoling, Daqiu and Xiaoqiu. The so-called various types of ancient times such as Kunwu Qiu, Xuanyuan Qiu, Chiwang Qiu, Shenwei Qiu, Shenmin Qiu, etc.
These hills are actually large mausoleums. Because they are so large and integrated into the hills, they have been deified.
The funeral rituals began to be strengthened in the Xia Dynasty, gradually improved in the Shang Dynasty, and finally became the most stringent in the Zhou Dynasty, and all kinds of etiquette must not be overstepped.
Yuzai raised his hands: "I hope that the hill will be very big and very high in the future, so there is no rush! But everyone must not forget that when we become prosperous, we must complete this matter. We must
Clear out the land and pile the cleared soil, stones and mud here. This is a simple mausoleum. They will come back, come back here, and then watch us."
"And we, under their watchful eyes, will bring the tribe into an era of prosperity and prosperity!"
"We will lift up the mountains and seas and face the blue sky high! We will cultivate and outline the golden fields under the light of the sun! We will move forward, and our ancestors will help us from behind. Behind us is the history of struggle.
We have a bright future ahead of us!”
Yu Zai inspired all the tribesmen, and all the tribesmen vigorously waved the shovels in their hands!
"We cannot be defeated by strange beasts. The enemies all over the mountains and plains will be our best opponents! We will become stronger when we encounter strong ones. We will grow and thrive here. One day, fire will light up, the trees will tower into the sky, and the mountains will rise."
Trampled by us!"
"As Heaven moves its course, man will strive to strengthen himself!"