Incense Into The Shinto

Madden Yuantoutou said, “When you come, you are safe, the demon, since you have not hurt you and me, and sent me a ride, I want to come and not malicious, maybe, just a joke…”

But this, even he does not believe.

Then I slammed my head: “Xu brother Gaotang, isn’t it in Busan City? We still have to send a letter to say…”

The nephew hurriedly nodded, the county town, the rigorous laws, can give him a very satisfying sense of security, and quickly rushed into the city.

Madden is about to leave, and it is stopped, and he screams: “Hey, take the pen and ink!”

When I was blind, I couldn’t help but ask: “Young Master, what do you want to do now?”

“I was fortuitous encounter last night, how can I not record it, to the descendants…” Madden Yuan said it should be by rights.

“This Young Master, I haven’t saved…” The nephew raised his hand and rolled his eyes…

Fang Ming didn’t know that the action of the pair of live treasures behind him, at this time, he had already penetrated the Wuyi `No Wrong’ novel.

At this point, I was seeing a scene.

A group of wild people, naked to the upper body, revealing a dark chest, there is only a pair of indigo tight pants, squadrons, plundering in a village.

From time to time, there are villagers, Zhang Hao running, running, but also shouting: “Shan Yue, Shan Yue!”

Pu! The bone arrow pierced the air and shot into this person’s chest. The villagers ran a few more steps before they crashed into the ground.

Shan Yue, headed by the face, painted a few touches of oil on his face, red and green, singularly strange, whistling, urging the bottom of the mountain to go forward.

I saw the mountain at the bottom, and rushed into the farmer from time to time. With a few screams, I came out with a rice bag, occasionally. Also take the iron pot and other things.

Fang Ming knows that these mountains and mountains can only be regarded as the bottom of the two mountains.

The population of more than 100,000 people in the mountains and the mountains depends on the materials in the mountains. It must be no longer alive. It only goes down the mountain and occupies the plains. Can grow and grow.

The same is true of Wuyi and Changle’s Shanyue, only a few. Still squatting in the mountains, the other mountains and mountains are out, robbing the plains. Get the harvest. Only then can the population be multiplied to more than 10,000.

However, on the other side of the mountain, the social system is primitive and the production technology is backward. Even if there is fertile land, the harvest is still insufficient for the entire population. At this time, it is necessary to plunder and meet the demand.

Simultaneously. Other resources can also be plundered.

The most important thing is to snatch the living. Go back to blood sacrifice!

Fang Ming saw that at this time, Shanyue, although collecting grain and materials on the train, was ready to escort, but did not stop, but took out the ropes, tied the prisoners and prepared to take them together. Among them, most of them are young people, and there are very few people.

“Exactly, these mountains and mountains are tightly organized. It seems that it is not a small tribe. You can find out!” Fang Ming thought about it and chose the leader of Shanyue. He used the Divine Ability!

This mountain leader, only a dizzy head, is completely comatose, and has been conscious of Fang Ming!

Fang Ming digested the memory of the leader of the mountain, and issued an order to let his men collect the materials and return home.

“Well! This leader is the mountain cross section of the mountain, there are tens of thousands, is a big tribe! Call it Huhe?”

How powerful is the thinking of God? It’s only a moment, this memory and the memory from small to big are known by Fang Ming, even if they are relatives, they can’t recognize it.

From the memory of the memory, Fang Ming knows that this day, the bow department, in the mountains and mountains, is also a first-class force, also enshrined a Totem, can bless the clansman, free from the harassment of the soul.

Among the Tiangong Department, the highest status is the shepherd and the high priest.

Next, it is the leader of the warriors at all levels, divided by the color of the face. From the lowest bar to the highest five colors, called “Beirut”, it is the leader of the warrior, with a very high status, only under the head of the priest and the high priest, and has the privilege to eat the best food and sleep the most beautiful. Woman.

The current call, there are three oil paints on his face, which is a middle layer, and he is in charge of the hundred-year-old mountain warrior.

Today, it is his turn to come hunting. This robs the food, slaughter people, in the view of Yamato, is hunting!

“The fruit is wild! No teaching!” Fang Ming shook his head in secret. On the surface, it was the brave warrior who bravely rushed, and urged his men to hurry.

Between the mountains and the mountains, there is talk and laughter, and several people in the room or the front to catch a few people to have fun, to get the sky all black, has returned to the mountain to the base camp.

The more I walked, the more heavy Fang Ming’s heart was. “These mountains, the temperament, the bravery, the bravery, all of them are on the Xin’an soldiers. It’s not easy to deal with them!”

It is said to be the base of the Tiangong Department, but in Fang Ming’s view, it is a great camp.

Shanyue clansman, has not yet reached the point of building a city, but also has a bit of weather.

The guard post on the camp, seeing Fang Ming and his party, cheered: “hu and the warrior are back! Calling the warrior back!”

Fang Ming laughed and waved, and soon someone went to report. Soon, the camp gate, “Dangdang”, suddenly opened.

Fang Ming waved his hand and the warriors at the bottom of the mountain, carrying the people and materials, passed through the gate.

Fang Ming finally entered, looked at a guard and asked: “What about the shepherd and the high priest? I want to see them!”

“The head of the priest and the high priest are in the big account, saying that they are coming to the warriors, and they will go to see them!” There is only one touch of oil on the guard’s face, but the most inferior warrior, facing the call, naturally do not dare to neglect , hurry and say.

“Good! I will go!” Fang Ming said, and went straight to the center of the camp. Here, it was built into a camp with cloth, and it was decorated with various oil colors. On both sides, there were many feathers, bright and dazzling.

This is the camp of the Patriarch.

Although the mountain is down the mountain, I have learned to farm. However, on the side of the patriarch, it is impossible to change the habits of the past, and it is necessary to relocate from time to time. This is also to suppress the localities and plunder resources.

Fang Ming opened the camp and went in, and saw a group of mountains and mountains, surrounded by a circle, all sitting on the ground, in the middle, there is a roast whole sheep, with aroma of oil!

The middle two, sitting alone, around a person, still sitting a few mountain servants, a hair, vertical drop, black and beautiful, without any restraint, wearing a splendid alien service, but also have a style.

This person is already middle-aged, and there is a layer of carpet, which is obviously different from the people around.

Looking at Fang Ming, laughing said: “hu and, my child, you are back, how about today’s harvest?”

Huhe kneeled down on one knee and said: “The shepherd, you are the eagle in the sky, your will is my mission, I have not only got a few cars today, but also a lot of white pigs, enough sacrifices!”

The priest hasn’t spoken yet, and the people on the other side spoke first: “hu and! You are the warrior that our great giant tree Totem blessed, I know, you won’t let my department’s Totem be disappointed…”

This is the high priest of the Tianzhu Department. The old man looks like the skin is crumpled and short, but the eyes are very bright and can almost completely follow the darkness.

Called and moved to the High Priest: “Respected high priest, without your guidance, I am like a lost lamb, can’t find the direction, this time, thanks to the path you pointed out, I can have so much to gain!”

Old man smiled into a chrysanthemum, “haha…this is the guide of Totem! My child, don’t be afraid to be confused, remember that the great giant tree Totem is right next to you…”

This white pig is an ordinary young people. It is necessary to sacrifice evil spirits. The effect of young and old is naturally better than that of the elderly.

This high priest also has strange fluctuations on his body. It is not a mortal. Fang Ming carefully converges on his own breath. His cultivation base is far higher than the high priest.

“Come here! Warriors, the tigers in the mountains are so powerful that they can’t beat the wolves. Today, what is our most brave head wolf?”

Watching the high priest follow the teachings, the priest’s eyes flashed and asked loudly.

One person shouted: “It is a call! It is a call!” Other Shanyue warriors also shouted.

The shepherd laughed heartily and asked: “Our head wolf, what reward?”

“It should be rewarded with the most beautiful flesh of his sheep!” everyone shouted in unison.

“Yes, that’s it!” The head of the priest came forward and offered a golden dagger under his own hand. The priest took it and cut a large piece of mutton, which was presented on the golden plate and ended for Hoh.

“I announced that I will give the identity of Huh and Barut after the three-day high sacrifice!” The priest looked around and said loudly.

This Barut is the warrior of four oil paints. This is a leap from the middle to the top. It is not difficult.

Now the entire Tianzhu tribe has only three Baruts, and the power is enormous. It can be said that it is great.

“Shepherd, you are our Wolf King, I am the most loyal head wolf under your command, and will always follow your footsteps! Shatter the enemy in front!”

Huhe hurryed to the ground. Speak loudly.

“Good! Good!” The Patriarch personally raised the call and gave him the golden dagger. “This thing, I will send you!”

The high priest on one side, his face, but Muran gloomy.

Fang Ming did not know, returning to the Warriors group, eating large pieces of meat, drinking a lot.

“Is this contradiction between theocracy and the kingship already fierce to this point?” The previous call and harmony, did not find the undercurrent of the flow, but Fang Ming is different, he is old, and he is from the priest and In the act of the high priest, I smelled a strange smell.

After the banquet, Huhe returned to his house.

On the side of the mountain, the structure is primitive and it is still a public society. Although Huhe is a middle-class warrior, his house is not much better.

Even the bed that was sleeping, paved, or hay.

“hu and, hoh! You are not!” Fang Ming was thinking about rest, and outside, there was a shout.

This voice, call and memory, is very familiar, is his good brother Bayan.

Fang Ming Since it is pretending to be Huhe, facing the brother, naturally can’t be too cold, hurry out.

In the moonlight, a big man, with a thick face, with a smile, looked at Huhe: “Congratulations, my brother, the priest has said, to raise you to Barut! I know, you are heavenly The eagle will not be bound by the thorns…”