Yuanshin: Ten Tragic Characters at the Beginning

On the high mountain, the bird of thunder can see through all the fog.

It is free, does what it pleases, and puts nothing in its eyes.

Because in its eyes, there is a huge gap between these lowly creatures and it.

To be able to tolerate wood pigs, people, squirrels, lizards and pelicans alike is already a huge boon.

It naturally saw the crowd of the tribe below. In fact, it watched these weak humans groping in the mist and threw down the feather out of pity.

These people knelt down to offer sacrifices, Thunderbird didn't feel anything, it was proud and emotionless.

However, it pityed and threw down a feather that could also disperse the mist. Anyway, it didn't know how many such feathers it had on its body.

But in the eyes of the people of the Heguan tribe, it was the divine bird that welcomed their faith!

Their sacrifice this time was a success!

The people cheered, thinking that their sacrifice had been approved by the divine bird.

When the Thunderbird took off, it was surrounded by thunder, and the torrential rain relentlessly poured over the island.

The torrential rain continued all day, and the tribe could not survive, so they launched a second sacrifice, praying that the Thunderbird would stop the torrential rain.

Then, their sacrifice was recognized again, the torrential rain really stopped, and they believed in Thunderbird even more.

As everyone knows, the cessation of the torrential rain was just the thunderbird returning home after flying tired, and because of the fog, people did not see that the torrential rain was a change when the thunderbird was flying.

Until one day, when Thunderbird took off and soared in the sky again, he suddenly heard a clear and beautiful singing.

In the rainstorm, a childish boy in a hat sang a beautiful song in the rainstorm.

The song didn't spread very far, but to Thunderbird's ears, it was very pleasant.

It has been in Heguan for so long, and besides the noise of people, wild beasts in the forest, rainstorm and thunder, and the sound of the sea, it is the first time that it hears beautiful singing.

Attracted by the singing, it came to the side of the young boy with a very immature face, dispelled the surrounding fog, and tried its best to hold back its strength so as not to leak out.

"Little human, aren't you afraid of me?"

When the Thunderbird landed beside the immature boy, the boy didn't show a look of fear.

"Don't be afraid, the patriarch grandpa said, you are the divine bird that protects us and will not harm us."

"Then aren't you afraid of thunder and rain?"

Thunderbird looked at the boy in front of him suspiciously, because every time it took off, thunder and heavy rain came, and people in the fog would hide in houses or caves.

And the immature boy in front of him is not afraid of thunder and heavy rain, which makes him very curious.

"The patriarch's grandfather said that a child like me can calm the thunder and turn the storm into rain."

The boy's eyes were very clear, and he answered Thunderbird's question: "Because I was too embarrassed to sing in the village, I ran here to practice, but I didn't expect to encounter a heavy rain."

"Do you like it? Hehe..." The boy scratched his head in embarrassment.

Thunderbird didn't understand the boy's previous words, but it had to be said that the boy's singing voice did attract it.

Probably because he had heard too many noisy voices, and suddenly hearing such a beautiful singing voice made him feel that there was such a wonderful voice for the first time.

"Before you humans learned how to make fire, the storm of thunder and lightning swept across the ocean with me. As long as I shake my wings, a long snake of purple lightning will tear the clouds; as long as I lead Gao Ming, thunder will shake the deep sea and the center of the earth. .”

Thunderbird looked at the young man and said, "I have heard the song of trees, the song of dark clouds and rain, the distant singing of a blue flying dragon, and the trembling rhythm of foxes, rabbits, and insects in the ground when I landed on the ground."

The boy looked at it straight, with a hint of confusion in his expression.

"But your song is very special, different from the song of the forest pig, the song of the fish, and the song of the pelican."

Thunderbird likes this kind of singing, but the arrogance in his bones does not allow it to praise weak humans.

"It's so complicated, I can't understand it..."

The boy tilted his head, still not understanding the meaning of Thunderbird's words.

But this can't be blamed on him. He is still very young, and the tribe is very poor. Few people are literate, so he doesn't know much.

"But I know the word special, does it mean like?"

The young man smiled shyly. He never thought that the sacred bird worshiped by his tribe would like his singing.

Thunderbird's arrogance made it unwilling to say yes, but it really liked the boy's singing, so it didn't say no.

In the eyes of the young man, the default is to like it. He said excitedly: "Thank you for liking my song, but my family should worry about me. I'm going to go back. I'll sing for you next time, okay?"

"Oh yes, I don't know your name, how can I call you when I have time?"

"My name is A Liu, and everyone in the village calls you Shenniao, but I think you should have your own name too?"

"Name?" Thunderbird shook his head slightly: "A long time ago, someone did call me by some name, but it was too long ago, and I also forgot it. I don't need this kind of thing, and no one has ever dared to call me."

"How can I do without a name!" Ah Ru began to think in her small head, and chose a name for Thunderbird.

"Hmm... so, how about calling you Suga Kapaqili (The Big Vulture of Thunder)?"

"It's inexplicable, you can call it if you want, I can hear it." Thunderbird didn't understand why humans value names so much, but it didn't refuse.

"Then it's a deal, I should go back, otherwise the patriarch grandpa will be worried, next time I will sing for you again."

Ah Ru laughed at Thunderbird, and even made a gesture of pulling the hook: "Okay, I will come here and call your name when I have time, you must come!"

Thunderbird Kapaqili nodded, it is now also a demon god with a name.

Although it felt a little bit sad that Ah Ru left so soon, Gao Gao didn't allow it to say words to persuade her to stay.

A Ru waved his hand to bid farewell to the Thunderbird Kapaqili, but he didn't have the feathers to disperse the mist, but groped home in the mist.

The Thunderbird couldn't bear to watch Ah Ru groping back step by step, it vibrated its wings lightly.

A feather fell from its body and flew into Aru's hand, dispelling the surrounding fog for him.

This feather was more precious than the feathers that Thunderbird gave to people before, and it could disperse the surrounding fog for hundreds of meters.

"Thank you, Kapaqili, and see you next time."

Ah Ru turned around, carefully holding the precious feather in her hand, and said to Thunderbird.

Soon, Ah Ru disappeared into the mist, and Thunderbird flew into the sky again.

While flying, it was still looking forward to hearing Aru's singing next time.

But what it didn't know was that it was the first and last meeting between the young human and Thunderbird, who were so vastly different.

Chapter 84

"Luo Yang, Knight of the West Wind: This Thunderbird looks easy to talk to, it doesn't match its berserk appearance!"

"Qianyan Jun Feng Yan: I seem to have discovered a problem. There are so many demon gods that have appeared in the video. Except for the demon god of dreams, every demon god loves his people very much."

"Liyue Passerby A: Indeed, even if you don't love humans, at least you won't hurt them."

"Mond Passerby A: A blue dragon? This Thunderbird is more than 2000 years old, has it seen our Dongfeng Dragon?"

There is a purple feather on each side of the sacrificial field to dispel the surrounding fog.

The annual sacrifice is coming soon, and people are cleaning the sacrifice ground that has been tossed by the torrential rain, preparing for a new round of sacrifice.

The old priest, the head of the tribe, holds a wooden tube with hundreds of bamboo sticks in it, and each stick represents a family.

For the sake of fairness, they use lottery every year to determine which family's children will become sacrifices to worship the sacred bird.

Why children, because they believe that the soul of a child is the purest and free of impurities, and is the most precious thing.

Next to the priest, surrounded by many clansmen with serious expressions, every time they drew lots, they felt nervous.

Will it be your own child?

At the edge of the sacrificial field, there are many children, they are playing together in groups of three or four, not knowing the tragic fate that is coming.

"What about such a big matter, the Yibe people?"

The priest counted the number of people, but found that one person was missing, and immediately said a little angrily.

"Master Priest, Elder Brother Yibe went fishing yesterday. He said he wanted the selected children to eat a meal of fresh fish soup. It might have been delayed by a thunderstorm."

Among the crowd, a delicate young girl spoke.

The priest said with a stern face: "Muli, although you and Yibu have grown up, this is a big event in the clan. You will be adults together soon, and you won't come when you have a child?"

"Master Priest, I'm sorry, I will remind Brother Yibu to pay attention when he comes back." Mu Li apologized with a full face.

"Such a big man, still as frizzy as before, forget it, let's start first."

The priest muttered, then shook the wooden tube in his hand, and after a while, a bamboo stick fell off.

Seeing the priest bend down to pick up bamboo sticks, the people around couldn't help but get nervous. This is the time to decide the fate of the family!

Picking up the bamboo stick, a wooden character was engraved on it, and immediately, a middle-aged woman in the crowd fell down.

"Fucking child, are you all right?"

The man next to the woman quickly supported her. Although he looked extremely sad, at this moment, everyone was looking at them, and they could only call their child over under tremendous pressure.

This is a pair of brother and sister about ten years old, they are very well-behaved, named Mu Nai and Kido.

"Baby, Mom is sorry for you."

What a sad thing it is for a woman to hold her two children and cry bitterly, and send her own child to the altar!

The crowd on the side was silent. Such scenes happen every year, and they have become numb.

Kido is the elder brother, he is more sensible, he vaguely understands what is going on in his heart.

"Grandma, don't cry, sacrifice me to the god bird, I am more sensible than my sister, the god bird will like me more."

And at this time, Ah Ru came back, holding the feather in his hand, very happy.

"Grandpa patriarch, what do you think this is?"

Everyone looked and saw the feather in Ah Ru's hand, they were very shocked.

They are very clear about the scarcity of Shenyu, where did this child, Aru, get Shenyu?

"Has the fog dissipated?"

Some people also noticed that the fog around the sacrificial site disappeared, and they could see such a wide field of vision for the first time since the age of fog.

"The mist has not dissipated, but this feather is more precious than the previous divine feather!"

Someone exclaimed, the range of this one feather to dispel the fog is probably worth hundreds of feathers, right?

"Son, where did you get this divine feather?"

"Grandpa, this is from Kapaqili."

Ah Ru excitedly showed the Kamiyu in her hand, just like a child who got his favorite toy to share happiness with others.

"Kappaqili? Who's that?"

"It's the divine bird in the sky, I named it Kapaqili..."

Ah Ru excitedly told about the encounter with Thunderbird, and the eyes of everyone listening were wide-eyed.

The divine bird in the sky is so easy to talk?

Or is it that Shenniao likes Aru very much?

The old priest was also slightly taken aback, he looked at the Kido Kina brothers and sisters beside him, and then at his own child.

A Ru, who has won the favor of the gods, as a sacrifice, will surely enable the tribe to receive the most noble blessing of the bird, right?

He hugged Ah Ru into his arms, tears flashed in his cloudy eyes.

"Ah Ru, you know, the sacrifice is about to begin."

"Yes, as a family of priests, we must offer our best sacrifices to Lord Thunderbird."

"So, Ru, are you ready?"

"Am I... the sacrificial offering this time?"

"You know, for so many years, Master Shenniao has never stopped here, let alone gifted us with feathers. You are the child chosen by Master Shenniao and favored by Master Shenniao."

"I am the child favored by Master Shenniao?"

"Yes! Master Shenniao likes your song. When the time comes, when your soul is received by Master Shenniao, it will definitely like it very much."

Although he is reluctant to part with this child, he has the purest soul in the world, and he is also the only child of their priest family.