When Pan Geng moved to Yin, I initiated Jian Shang

Chapter 12: Qu Yuannian divided the three realms

Slave camp.

Tu was gnawing on sour plums, holding a weapon in his hand, and supervising the slaves to clean their own homes, as well as the toilets and pig pens next to them.

Xinqu didn't invent the toilet thing, but it was indeed improved by Xinqu.

Originally, there was a toilet in Xin's house, which was connected with the pig pen.

After the man finished pooping, the pig ate it.

Then people wait until the pigs grow up and eat them.

It can be said that it is completely self-produced and sold, even parasites, germs, etc., I am afraid it is the same.

Xin Qu felt sick to his stomach when he saw it. He was really not afraid of anything happening. I wonder if doing this would lead to repeated tapeworm infections?

So, Xinqu used a story to win the approval of the clan leader and the shaman, and the toilet was changed into a dry toilet, and the pigs also lived in a pig pen with a stone and a shed.

The floor is made of strips of stone, and the joints are filled with a mixture of lime, mortar and gravel to facilitate flushing.

Of course, the job of flushing fell on the slaves. They lived in this stinking environment and needed to be cleaned every day. Otherwise, they would feel sick if they were not cleaned for a day.

Although the dry toilets were renovated by Xin Qu, the smell and flying flies were really shocking. Tu Tu never dared to get too close for fear of being contaminated by the stench.

"Huh? Qu." Tu saw Xin Qu and Wu Xiaoye following behind him, and quickly saluted, "Wu."

"Yeah." Wu Xiaoye nodded casually, and Xin Qu said to Tu: "Gather the slaves to the river. Then go find the tribesmen and prepare bows, arrows and spears. About... thirty are enough."

"it is good."

Tu didn't talk nonsense. He also knew that the food in the clan might be insufficient. Xinqu might want to start selecting some slaves, or sacrifice them to ghosts and gods in exchange for blessings.

Or it is to be used as goods and sold to other tribes in exchange for food.

Soon, more than 500 slaves and [-] fully equipped tribesmen gathered by the river.

"..."

Xin Qu stepped on the big bluestone on the river beach, and his eyes wandered over the fearful, resentful, and numb face of the slave.

They were old and young, male and female, but their hands and feet were all tied with ropes.

"I called you all here just to tell you some bad news. There is not enough food in the tribe."

The group of slaves exploded. Some people screamed, some cried bitterly, and some squatted on them, at a loss.

Wu Xiaoye shook the shell and wind chime staff that Xin Qu got for him, and the sound of jingling bells attracted the crowd.

She walked slowly to the crowd: "But don't worry. Just now, I asked the emperor if there was any other way since the Xin family was short of food.

The emperor said that he learned about Xin's difficulties.

Therefore, He did not need the Xin family and immediately paid tribute to him.

Because God is kind and loves people. "

When Xinqu heard this, he pretended to be displeased and groaned: "You guys are such despicable slaves! You are so lucky. Just now Emperor Cai lowered the conditions for his sacrifice.

He said that in a world where ghosts and gods exist, he cannot directly revise the rules of the world!

Therefore, he needs all those who believe in him to offer the best sacrifices.

Sacrifices include, but are not limited to, sacrifices to heretics who believe in other ghosts and gods!

However, do not want slaves, because slaves themselves are of no use to the beliefs of other ghosts and gods.

Failed slaves are trash abandoned by other ghosts and gods, only worthy of being burned as firewood! "Xin Qu's voice of disdain and displeasure fell on the pile of slaves, causing a psychological impact on them.

"Nonsense! Our God! He will not abandon us!"

An old man stood up slowly, pointed at Xin Qu and roared.

"Squat down, do you want to die?!" Tu Ye shouted angrily, wanting to kill him.

But Xinqu stopped him and looked at the angry old man with a smile: "Very good! You have found a devout believer in Him. Although your ghosts and gods have given up on you, the emperor allows the clan chief and the witch to pardon the devout believer together." I will raise it for a few days and offer it to him as a fine sacrifice.”

"As long as the emperor gets a sacrifice dedicated to him, then the emperor can seize the power of that ghost and god!
As long as you get the power of that ghost and god, Youxin can use the secret method to place the totem of that ghost and god on the altar.

Through the sacrifices of other sacrifices and slaves, the ghosts and gods are constantly weakened. "

Wu Xiaoye seemed very satisfied and said to the people around him: "Take this man and his clansmen and clean them all. From now on, they will be the sacrifices of this ghost and god in the future!"
After three months, the person with the worst performance among the sacrifices will be sacrificed to the emperor.

By plundering the power of this ghost and god, the emperor will be stronger!

The Emperor will also bless us with the Xin family even more! "

Tu looked at the scene strangely, then leaned towards the big bluestone and asked in a low voice: "Qu, is what Xiaoye said true? Isn't the emperor omnipotent?"

Xin Qu glanced at him and said: "There will be a sacrifice in the evening, and the whole clan will participate. The details will be discussed in the evening. Now we need to draw all the tribal totems and belief ghosts and gods of each slave as soon as possible, and burn them to the emperor in the evening. God knows how many fruits of ghosts and gods we have found for him."

"Is that so?" Tu scratched his head and quickly asked people to take action.

Soon, the old man and his tribe began to resist.

Xin Qu looked at the crowd about to riot and shouted angrily: "What? Are you scared? Don't you think your ghosts and gods are omnipotent? Then, why don't you dare to let your ghosts and gods compete head-on with the emperor?!"

"Who is scared!" The old man and the others were pressed down, but they still roared angrily, "We will not let you succeed!"

"Funny! If you hadn't firmly believed that your ghosts and gods are just weak waste! Why wouldn't you dare to write or draw your own totems, ghosts and gods, and let the emperor devour them?

But to be honest, it doesn’t matter if you don’t draw.

Because the power of ghosts, gods and ancestral spirits comes from the people’s beliefs.Faith needs carriers, totems, spiritual tablets, and flags, but it does not need to be remembered silently in people's hearts.

Humans only serve as the original body that provides power! "

Xinqu put his hands on his hips and laughed: "You dare not release your ghosts and gods, then your ghosts and gods will die with your death!
The emperor seized their power and would not kill them, but would only naturalize them.

It would be an incomparable honor to become the Emperor's subordinate.

The divine world needs thousands of ghosts and gods to build the heaven..."

"Ahem, Chief Xinqu, you talk too much." Wu Xiaoye showed a dissatisfied look, and Xinqu covered his mouth in an exaggerated manner and quickly lowered his head.

"To seize power is not to kill ghosts and gods, but to need ghosts and gods to build heaven?"

These words did not know what they meant to a group of rough men in the clan, but to some old people among the slaves, they were a shock.

Ghosts and gods will not be killed but will be naturalized?Isn’t the emperor omnipotent?Why do you still do these things?

Doubts linger in people's minds, and resistance is low.

"Hurry up! Wash the chosen sacrifice and bring it to the altar. The witch will talk about the emperor's needs tonight. If you have any questions, they will be answered in the evening."

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