Chronicles of Primordial Wars

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Shao Xuan couldn't help but slap himself and make you a bitch!

When the sun came out and the ice melted, Guru took the man and flushed the cave with tools to plug a group of people who were going to go fishing by the river.

Seeing Glaugh smile familiarly, and looking at the people that Glaugh brought, the children remembered, paralyzed, that every winter was over, that they would be taken to the creek to brush clean before the Snow Festival sacrifice.

I hate baths!!

According to Wen Yao, tribal sacrifice activities need to be bathed, and the reality is that these children who do not want to bathe will be forced to take a bath by the stream, and the warriors who see Ger brought here will know, and they will have to brush if they do not want to!

Fortunately, Shao Xuan was still willing to go wash his face all winter. His hair was sticky and he didn't even think about what he was like now.

Shao Xuan walked to the side of the stream and looked at the stream, because the waves of the stream were not very clear, but they were roughly able to see the appearance of the mess.

Strong fighters can jump directly into the stream water, but not for children. Ge gets people to burn hot water in advance, scoop half a lady hot water, add some more stream water, presses against the little guy on the stone slab, and brushes with something that doesn't know if it's grass vine or something. You can see a lot of black water coming down every time you brush it. These little bastards are almost muddy.

A lady flushes, brushes it down, throws it on the haystack next to her, someone will wrap them in clean animal skin and take them back to the hole. The animal skins the children had previously worn were also removed and washed by the tribal women, and will not be returned until they have been dried.

This scene shows Shao Xuan's eyelids smoking straight.

There is the illusion of entering a meat processing plant…

Seeing Ger, Shao Xuan immediately said: “I'll do it myself, give me a lady! ”

Shao Xuan cooperated very well. After Ger threw a lady over, he focused on the other children. None of the kids survive the winter anyway.

The children who were taken back to the cave after the bath were told that the day after tomorrow there would be a Snow Festival sacrifice. It's a witch's decision. There's no one to disprove it. There's no complaints. See the success of the brainwashing of the old god stick, even if tortured like this, there is not a single complaint against the witch.

Over the past three days of winter, the thick snow formations that had accumulated in the caves melted rapidly, and the ice from the vents in the caves naturally did not hold up. At the end of the winter, however, temperatures recovered quickly, and the blanket did not feel too cold. It all seems to have begun to come back to life.

The most impressive thing about Shao Xuan these past two days is that many people who don't repair sides like beggars on weekdays will clean themselves up very well. Even if the skin is not good, there are holes, but it is good to be clean, and the hair has been combed regardless of length.

On the day of the Wind and Snow Festival, the children in the cave were still asleep, the sacrifice had to wait until the evening, and now they were not allowed to go fishing by the river, so they had to go back to sleep, and naturally someone would call them when it was time.

The grass curtains in the hole were lifted, and the guru coming in from the outside said to the children lying on the ground: "All right, boys, get up and get ready to go up the hill! ”

Shao Xuan almost didn't recognize it when he saw Ger. He is now wearing the horn of a beast, several beast bone necklaces around his neck, and the skin of the beast is not the usual type. The pattern on the skin of the beast is very clear. It looks like a steel needle. It doesn't look so smooth. Should be some kind of fierce beast.

In addition to wearing it, the plaid was patterned with vegetable pigment, and the cheeks on both sides resembled the tribal totem angle pattern, with the forehead, nose and chin painted. Every time the hunting team goes out, the warriors paint the same on their faces. Though they also show totem lines when hunting, painting on them before hunting appears to be a traditional practice, a ritual, and now sacrifice as well.

Seriously, Shao Xuan was the first to participate in a tribal sacrifice. By the time he woke up in this place, the sacrifice had passed, so there were no relevant memories in his mind. It's very novel.

The children in the cave are also very active in sacrifice activities because they are all mobilized, whether they live on the top of the mountain or near the foot of the mountain, whether they are strong fighters or babies waiting to be nursed.

It is a symbol of the beginning of the year and the most celebrated event of the year.

The place of sacrifice is right at the top of the hill, very close to where the witches live.

Leaving Caesar in the hole, Shao Xuan followed him out of the hole.

The sky is a little dark, the night will soon descend, winter past the otherwise active night swallow, as if realizing something, Shao Xuan did not see one tonight.

In the mountain, Shao Xuan also saw other people accompanying him up the mountain, all “dressed up”. He wears antlers, horns, feathers and other headwear that Shao Xuan doesn't recognize. There is a bigger necklace around his neck than a stubborn necklace. By contrast, he can't really see what these dolls are wearing in the hole.

The Totem warriors had paintings similar to the grid on their faces. There were men and women. Shao Xuan also saw a female warrior. She had colorful and large bird hair inserted in her head. She wore several bone chains around her neck. Her waist was surrounded by belts like some kind of snakeskin. The pattern was particularly smudged. The leather skirt was embellished with a piece of bone trim. As she walked, the collision between the bone trims made a click.

Gert said it was a very strong female warrior, with some place in the tribe. The other women around had envy and admiration after seeing the decoration on the female warrior.

In contrast, Shao Xuan seemed like a weak chicken walking in the middle of a strong group of people.

Shao Xuan also saw other children of the tribe, whether they live near the foot of the mountain, live on the hillside, or live up close to the top of the mountain. Those children dress like adults, but the visual impact on Shao Xuan is not as great as adults. Obviously, however, the higher up, the more "premium” the decorations the children who live there wear.

The kid in the front walking with that tough woman warrior, he's pulling like a fart. What are you wearing? Wild boar head?

Shao Xuan drew his eyes and retracted his gaze from that side. He found the little ones in the hole beside him with their eyes lit up and looked with envy at the children wearing "premium goods”.

Surrounded by everything, as tough as it is.

Wild, subtle, so intensely barbaric.

Shao Xuan's face has been stiff. It was the first time he felt so clearly that he lived in a primitive tribe.