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In the morning, when the Xuanyuan tribe woke up, they found that the red-eyed cockroach **** hanging on the high wood had been dead for a long time.

There is no Confucian ritual in this era, so the customary atmosphere is inevitably contaminated with the blood and barbarism of the Yaozu.

For example, their sacrifices are the murders that people can't imagine: human sacrifices, live burials, blood sacrifices, and so on.

Yan Su and others were awakened by the loud voice of the sacrifice. They took the Fa to wash themselves, and when they went out, they saw that the altar had already set up a simple altar.

The clay figurine, which is made into a "bear Xiong totem", is worshipped at the highest point. People put the red-eyed chicken demon as a food and gift for the gods, neatly placed.

Throughout the ceremony, the tribes prayed and prayed, and the tribes sang and danced to the totem clay.

The ceremony is complicated, but no one is unbearable; although there are many people in the tribe, no one has made a superfluous voice; the sacrifice is simple and primitive, but it can clearly see the worship and respect of the gods.

- The Yellow Emperor, the son of Shaodian, the surname Ji, the name Xuanyuan, there is the world, the number 曰 "has a bear."

After the red-eyed cockroach is dedicated to the gods, its body will be divided and cooked by the tribes and distributed to everyone.

The tribal old man has the heart to give the most distinguished parts to the few people who saved them, but how can they be interested in the body of the cockroach demon?

Seeing that they were firm and reluctant, the old man had no choice but to ask for a lot of strong young people in the tribe to let them go to the forest to converge the bones of all the victims.

The fox three demon are too boring, take the initiative to help, and follow the young people into the forest.

Russell took the birdie ball and went with the old man to see the graveyard chosen for the victim.

"Women and Yaozus all regard our human race as food--the fairy must not misunderstand. I am talking about those demons who have cultivated evil ways." The old man smiled bitterly. "The demon is like a person, and there are both good and bad. This is of course we are clear."

Russell said: "I understand. The Terran has always had a good relationship with the Yaozu. We can understand these things."

The bird ball screamed softly, and the relatives licked the cheeks, and the succulent pinch of the small berries to feed him. He ate very cheerfully.

Russell found that since the evening of last night, his temper has become particularly good, not only no longer, but more spoiled, more lovely.

The old man smiled and said: "Yes, the sage of our Terran, the sage of the sage, is a sage of the sage of the sage of the earth, but she is also the master of the demon. After all, the relationship between the demon and the human race is indeed Very close."

Nüwa and Fuxi are one of the ancient demon gods, but the son-in-law is to seal the Yuan saints with the merits of creating people, and half of them are separated from the existence of the demon.

She now lives in Fuxi Palace with Fuxi. She is both a saint of the human race and a demon god. It is a medium for connecting the friendly relationship between the two.

"--Don't mention this, you see, they have brought the body of Erlang, and they have made people. After they die, they go to the soil. We have to bury them here."

Looking at the corps, one of them raised the body, and the old man showed sadness on his face: "I have already sent people a message to the Yellow Emperor. After a while, the leader should come."

Russell looked at it silently.

Some of the bodies were sucked clean and bloody, leaving only a seemingly complete empty skin, but the inside was empty; some were torn into pieces, and the bite marks were visible on the wounds of the blood. Chew.

- Wait, chew?