Chapter 65: Lian Chengyu is nervous
That night, Lian Chengyu ate vegetarian, burned incense and meditated the whole night, conditioning his mind to its optimal state.
The next day, early in the morning, the celebration officially began!
Zhao Tiezhu led the members of the warrior preparation camp and moved the bone horn used by the Lian tribal clan to honor the heavens. Two strong men would carry it, and another strong man will use all his strength to blow through it.
The deep baritone echoed over the Lian tribal clan and could be heard miles away.
“The auspicious hour has come!” shouted Zhao Tiezhu at the top of his voice.
Such a grand celebration by the Lian tribal clan attracted all the tribe’s people, as long as they could get off the bed; even a one year old child would be carried here by his mother.
The venue was packed to the brim!
“Dong! Dong! Dong!”
The drummer began beating the drum. It began slow but became more rapid as time went by. The worn cow skin covering the drum seemed like it could hardly withstand the large force.
“Kill the animals!” Zhao Tiezhu shouted again. His face was ruddy and he was in high spirits. To be the celebration’s master of ceremony was such an honor!
The members of the warrior preparation camp led the only head of cattle in the Lian tribal clan over and slaughtered it.
The Lian tribal clan had originally three heads of cattle, but with the shortage of food, two of them were slaughtered to make bacon. Most of it had been given the upper echelon of the Lian tribal clan, and small amounts of it had been given to the able-bodied men who refined the desolate bones as a reward.
Now, even the last head of cattle was killed. It was equivalent to the burning of bridges. Without the cattle, it was even harder to farm in the village.
The land of the wilderness was filled with black ironstone. To open up a land for agriculture was extremely difficult. Members of the warrior preparation camp like Zhao Tiezhu would pale in comparison to a cattle if they were to try to plow the land. Lian Chengyu was stronger than a head of cattle, but would Lian Chengyu pull a plow?
With the head of cattle dead, the blood was collected. The tribe’s witch came and wiped the blood all over her body and began dancing like an epileptic.
That’s right, this witch was the same witch as the one who joined the villagers in throwing cow dung at Jiang Xiaorou’s house. In fact, there was only one witch in the Lian tribal clan.
“Finally the bones have been brewed, it’s great. Now Young master Lian can become a Purple Blood Warrior!” Lian Cuihua said proudly among the crowd. As her voice was loud, many people heard her.
“I heard that if Young master Lian were to be chosen by the Kingdom, he could bring us into the big city to lead a good life.”
“Will our future change for the better? It may not matter to an old man like me, but my kid is just over ten years old, if he could leave this shithole, it will be great…”
The people of the vast wilderness only concerned about their future life. With the cattle slaughtered, herb mountain picked dry, and the grain warehouse empty, it could be said that the Lian tribal clan had spent everything, and were now penniless.
If they met with failure, the consequences would be unthinkable.
“Could something go wrong regarding this matter…” a middle-aged man asked uncertainly. He was afraid.
“Pui! Pui! Pui! What are you saying, of course nothing will go wrong!”
The people began to discuss. They were very hopeful about Lian Chengyu breaking through to the Purple Blood realm and participating in the Kingdom’s selection.
“Mama…will we get some meat?” As people looked forward to the future, a three year old girl in her mother’s bosom asked as her eyes stared at the beef that was placed in the cauldron to cook. She could not stop swallowing her saliva.
“Don’t speak rubbish. That’s a tribute to the gods, how can they give it to you?” the woman jumped as she quickly covered the girl’s mouth…
The ceremony lasted for two hours before it ended. Lian Chengyu, wearing a grand robe with silver armor came to the stage.
บทที่ 65: Chengyu เลียนเป็นประสาทคืนนั้น Chengyu เลียนกินมังสวิรัติ เผาธูป และคิดทั้งคืน ปรับจิตใจของเขาให้อยู่ในสถานะที่ดีที่สุดในวันถัดไป เช้าตรู่ การเฉลิมฉลองเริ่มต้นZhao Tiezhu นำสมาชิกของค่ายเตรียมนักรบ และย้ายฮอร์นกระดูกที่ใช้ โดยกองทัพชนเผ่าเลียนเพื่อเป็นเกียรติแก่สวรรค์ สองคนที่เข้มแข็งจะดำเนินการได้ และคนอื่นที่แข็งแรงจะใช้แรงทั้งหมดที่เขาเป่าผ่านมันบาริโทนลึกสะท้อนเสียงมากกว่า กองทัพชนเผ่าเลียน และอาจจะได้ยินห่าง"ชั่วโมงมงคลมีมา" ตะโกน Zhao Tiezhu ของเสียงของเขาดังกล่าวเป็นงานเฉลิมฉลอง โดยกองทัพชนเผ่าเลียนดึงดูดผู้คนทุกเผ่า ตราบใดที่พวกเขาได้รับออกจากเตียง แม้แต่เด็กอายุหนึ่งปีจะดำเนินการที่นี่ โดยแม่ของเขาสถานที่ไว้เปี่ยมล้น"ดง ดง ดง "กลองก็เริ่มตีกลอง มันเริ่มช้า แต่ก็เร็วกว่าเป็นเวลาโดย ผิววัวสวมใส่ครอบคลุมถังดูเหมือนมันแทบไม่สามารถทนต่อแรงขนาดใหญ่"ฆ่าสัตว์" Zhao Tiezhu ตะโกนอีกครั้ง ใบหน้าของเขาถูก ruddy และในสุราสูง เพื่อเป็นการเฉลิมฉลองพิธีรับเกียรติดังกล่าวสมาชิกของค่ายนักรบเตรียมนำหัวของวัวในกองทัพชนเผ่าเลียนเท่านั้นผ่าน และฆ่าเสียThe Lian tribal clan had originally three heads of cattle, but with the shortage of food, two of them were slaughtered to make bacon. Most of it had been given the upper echelon of the Lian tribal clan, and small amounts of it had been given to the able-bodied men who refined the desolate bones as a reward.Now, even the last head of cattle was killed. It was equivalent to the burning of bridges. Without the cattle, it was even harder to farm in the village.The land of the wilderness was filled with black ironstone. To open up a land for agriculture was extremely difficult. Members of the warrior preparation camp like Zhao Tiezhu would pale in comparison to a cattle if they were to try to plow the land. Lian Chengyu was stronger than a head of cattle, but would Lian Chengyu pull a plow?With the head of cattle dead, the blood was collected. The tribe’s witch came and wiped the blood all over her body and began dancing like an epileptic.That’s right, this witch was the same witch as the one who joined the villagers in throwing cow dung at Jiang Xiaorou’s house. In fact, there was only one witch in the Lian tribal clan.“Finally the bones have been brewed, it’s great. Now Young master Lian can become a Purple Blood Warrior!” Lian Cuihua said proudly among the crowd. As her voice was loud, many people heard her.“I heard that if Young master Lian were to be chosen by the Kingdom, he could bring us into the big city to lead a good life.”“Will our future change for the better? It may not matter to an old man like me, but my kid is just over ten years old, if he could leave this shithole, it will be great…”The people of the vast wilderness only concerned about their future life. With the cattle slaughtered, herb mountain picked dry, and the grain warehouse empty, it could be said that the Lian tribal clan had spent everything, and were now penniless.If they met with failure, the consequences would be unthinkable.“Could something go wrong regarding this matter…” a middle-aged man asked uncertainly. He was afraid.“Pui! Pui! Pui! What are you saying, of course nothing will go wrong!”The people began to discuss. They were very hopeful about Lian Chengyu breaking through to the Purple Blood realm and participating in the Kingdom’s selection.“Mama…will we get some meat?” As people looked forward to the future, a three year old girl in her mother’s bosom asked as her eyes stared at the beef that was placed in the cauldron to cook. She could not stop swallowing her saliva.“Don’t speak rubbish. That’s a tribute to the gods, how can they give it to you?” the woman jumped as she quickly covered the girl’s mouth…The ceremony lasted for two hours before it ended. Lian Chengyu, wearing a grand robe with silver armor came to the stage.
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