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Chapter 118 Choice
Zhang Tian and Lin Yu looked at each other, both surprised at the toughness and determination of the old priest.

The two of them were actually quite curious about where the "ancestors" mentioned in the mouth of the mountain stream were, but no matter where the ancestors came from, after so many generations of group marriages, the nine nearby tribes already belonged to the same ethnic group, so why should they be divided into each other?
However, judging from the attitude of the old priest, he obviously believed that tribes were the bridge connecting ancestors and descendants, not blood. As long as they were not members of the Salt tribe, they were not worthy of having a common ancestor with them.

Shanxi didn't want to get too entangled in this issue, so he clicked on it, and then said, "Can I taste the salt you got through offering sacrifices to the sky?"

"of course."

"I'll go."

The salt was at the tiger's tongue, so Lin Yu, as a master, would inevitably have to go there himself.

When she got up together, Shanxi and Heixiong immediately felt the pressure. To be honest, Dr. Lin's height of 1.7 meters is considered very tall even in modern society.

When Lin Yu got out of the camp, Zhang Tian suddenly remembered something, apologized to the two of them, and hurriedly chased them out.

"Forest!"

He is tall and has long legs and walks fast, so Zhang Tian trotted to catch up.

"what happened?"

"It's nothing... I'll be with you."

Lin Yu felt strange, but didn't ask any further questions.

After finally finding Hutong's "hiding place", Lin Yu realized that Hutong won the culinary competition yesterday and was very popular when he heard the screams coming from the tent one after another. I didn't see him, so he was busy farming.

If she came alone, Guan Zhengxing's tiger tongue asked for salt... It would be embarrassing to think about it.

"Tiger tongue! Tiger tongue!"

Zhang Tian shouted from outside the tent.

"Who?"

The screaming stopped abruptly.

"My God! Go ahead, I'll come in and get some salt!"

"Come in directly, what are you talking about? I thought something happened..."

Tiger Tongue's tone was not very pleasant, and there was another movement in the camp immediately.

Zhang Tian suddenly realized that he was stupid. He subconsciously substituted the thinking of modern people, but how could primitive people care about privacy? They hid in tents and reproduced purely because of the cold weather. In warm weather, hundreds of people rolled the grass together. of.

Thinking of this, he turned to Lin Yu and said, "Don't come in."

Then he ducked into the tent.

Lin Yu was waiting outside, and soon heard women's teasing voices coming from the tent: "Hey, isn't this our Houyi? Come! Come into my sister's arms!"

"Don't run away! Everyone says you are good at archery, we want to see you too!"

"Give it up!" Zhang Tianning said in a voice of reluctance, "I'm not yet of age!"

"If you are not an adult, you are not an adult, my sister doesn't mind~"

"I mind!"

Zhang Tian broke out of the encirclement holding the salt tube, the inside was even more chaotic than he imagined, he felt that his eyes were not clean.

Lin Yu looked at him with a half-smile: "How does it feel to live among thousands of flowers?"

"Have you misunderstood the word flower?"

It’s not that it discriminates against primitive people, it’s just that every era has its own aesthetics. People like Lin Yu, who are white, beautiful and long-legged in modern times, are typical of malnutrition in primitive society.

In the same way, although these strong primitive women are highly sought after by local men, they definitely do not conform to Zhang Tian's aesthetics. He would rather be a bachelor for the rest of his life than do this.

The two took the salt and went back to their tents.

"Awaited."

The behavior of abandoning the guests was really a bit rude. In order to express his apology, Zhang Tianduo picked some salt for the two of them.

The two licked the snow-white salt on their fingertips, and immediately understood the difference between the salt of the Great River Tribe and their own.

Shanxi sighed quietly, and said frankly: "I have made salt all my life, and this is the purest salt I have ever tasted."

The non-stop rush only made him physically exhausted, and his spirit was still there, but at this moment, his spirit was also sluggish, and he instantly aged a lot.

Facts speak louder than words, although he is very reluctant, but he has to admit that the power of the sky is indeed stronger than that of Xue Ling.

Hearing this sentence from the master's mouth, the black bear was also hit hard.

Looking at the depressed two, Zhang Tian said: "Actually, snow is part of the sky. Why don't you try to pray directly to the sky? There are countless stars in the sky, including our ancestors and your ancestors. If you pray in the sky, you may get a response from your ancestors."

Shanxi was silent for a long time, then shook his head and said, "This should be the last time I worship Xueling. From the beginning to the end, I will only be a priest of Xueling in my life, and I will never pray to another spirit."

"teacher……"

"But black bear, you are not a priest yet, you can still choose, I know this is a difficult choice, our ancestors have made similar choices. Of course, praying to the sky may not be answered, this is something you have to consider No matter what, you are about to become the new priest, and the decision is yours."

"I...I can't..."

The black bear suddenly felt a lot of pressure.

Shanxi said solemnly: "You have to believe in yourself first, so that the people of the tribe can believe in you. You can listen to other people's opinions, but don't follow them blindly. At least in the matter of sacrifice, you have the final say. Even Yun has no right." Question your decision."

Zhang Tian also said: "After the tribal meeting is over, we will go to the Big Tree Tribe to sacrifice to the sky. If you make a decision, you can come to the Big Tree Tribe to participate in the sacrificial ceremony. I will teach you the knowledge you need to sacrifice to the sky."

Hei Xiong thought of the Taiji gossip diagram he drew last night, and felt that it was too difficult for one head to be two big, and he couldn't understand it at all.

How could it be like this?
He couldn't figure it out.

It is clear that the carefree apprentice who lived under the wing of the teacher a moment ago has suddenly shouldered so many arduous responsibilities, and is about to face a major choice related to the future of the tribe.

The sudden pressure made him restless and somewhat overwhelmed.

Zhang Tian saw Hei Xiong's expression in his eyes, and didn't hold much expectation in his heart.

The new chief of the Youyan tribe is young and vigorous, and very powerful. In contrast, the quasi-priest's aura is too weak, and I'm afraid it will be difficult to withstand the pressure to carry out reforms.

This tribal meeting may be the last.

He decided to remind these primitive people: "You should have noticed that this cold weather came earlier than before, and the flowers and plants in the forest were not as abundant as before. Many fruit trees did not bear fruit, and wild animals hid early, making it difficult to hunt."

Shanxi said: "I haven't participated in hunting for a long time, but I heard from the children that there is still plenty of food."

"It's because the cold days are just getting started."

"What do you mean?"

"My ancestors told me that the cold weather in the future will become colder and longer and longer. If this cold weather lasts for a long time, will there be such sufficient food? We have settled here long enough, perhaps, yes Time to change places."

Having said all of this, Zhang Tian will not say more.

(End of this chapter)