Chapter 1095 (1/2)

As sun Qian said, the barbarians who have lived in the Nanman jungle for generations have a firm belief in the mother of the jungle. Therefore, no matter where they migrate, they will set up a temple to pray and sacrifice.

With the consent of the Ximan palace of the Xia Dynasty, the temple of the mother of the jungle of the barbarians in Dongwang pass was built in the center of the stronghold ring. From the outside, it was actually a very simple tree house.

There are not many things in the tree house of the temple. In addition to the stars and vines full of natural green awns, only a large number of grass on the ground will attract people's attention. In the front of the whole temple, there should have been a platform for worshipping deities, so there are very few things. Even the supposed strong vitality of life has become extremely strong There is little.

Now, we can see the difficult situation of barbarians.

At this time, almost all the surviving barbarians went to meet the arrival of the first group of visitors in the summer, so the temple was sparsely populated. Most of the putuan on the ground for praying and sacrificing was empty. Only under the altar were three figures sitting.

The two sisters of the man family and a very old barbarian woman.

With four horizontal bars on her face, she closed her eyes and prayed to the barbarian altar above. Beside her, the delicate and round face of manpingping also learned from her sister's appearance and prayed with her ten little hands. Even the wild animal named ball on the girl's shoulder looked like a cute little winged animal.

Not far in front of the two sisters, there is a small platform wrapped with ancient branches. According to the records of the barbarians, there should have been a drop of blood on the sacrificial platform to accept the worship of all the barbarians, and to have a dialogue with the mother of the jungle. But now, it is empty.

In the legend of the barbarians, the first barbarian's life was given by the mother of the jungle. Therefore, no matter whether there is a drop of blood on the altar, it can't affect their piety to the mother of the jungle. This is the culture engraved in the bones of the barbarians. Therefore, both the barbarians and the young Pingping pray very seriously and meticulously.

After a while, manyuanyuan first opened her eyes, put down her hands, and then gently opened her mouth to the old woman in an old green robe and said:

”high priest, are the barbarians living in Dongwang stronghold during this period of time

When the barbarian woman's inquiry fell down, the barbarian sacrificial old woman looked at the girl sitting beside her, and her wheat skin was full of soul stirring charm. After being stunned, she opened her mouth and responded:

”my lady, everything is OK. Summer and Zhenhuang city give us the greatest respect.”

After that, the old woman's face changed for a while, hesitated for a few moments, and finally continued to say:

”it's just that some old people among us have been thinking about the Shenmu ancestral hall and clamoring to go back.”

As soon as she said this, she frowned slightly, and suddenly there was a huge momentum in the temple, which was almost suffocating like thousands of stars falling. The breath came fast and disappeared quickly. However, the barbarian old woman beside the girl only felt that the whole person was flying around the nine days, which was almost empty. Then, in her ear, some of the former sounded ”They should know that returning to Shenmu ancestral hall in the Nanman jungle with the barbarian's current power is simply giving food to the barbarians?”

”Knowing is knowing, but they are not willing to repair the sacred wood barrier destroyed in the war.”

There was a little husky in the voice of the old man sacrifice of the barbarian people. Then he took a look at the expressionless manyuanyuan beside him, and some of them carefully continued to say: