I Am Not a Savage

"I am not a savage (

Chapter 99 Good Morning, My Dragon

Sometimes you should speak clearly and don't let others guess.

The consequences of suspicion are serious.

Especially after Yunchuan watched the dimly lit Xuanyuan Clan, he was very happy that he had just said clearly to Xuanyuan.

That is-the Yunchuan Department pursues an independent construction policy and does not rely on any party.

This was a plan Xuanyuan could barely accept. Therefore, Xuanyuan ordered that Xuanyuan Department, which had been trapped in darkness, should light up a fire in every family.

Then, the fire of Mimizaza illuminated the entire huge valley like daylight.

Yun Chuan roughly estimated that there were at least three thousand fires...According to Xuanyuan's rules, there should be one fire for five people, so there are 15,000 people here.

"Did you summon all the tribes here?" Yunchuan didn't believe it. 15,000 people gathered in one place, and the only end was to starve to death.

"After dawn is the moment when my Xuanyuan clan enshrines the dragon totem!"

"After daybreak?" Yun Chuan was taken aback. He expected Xuanyuan to do this, but he didn't expect to do it so quickly.

Xuanyuan deliberately convened these five thousand people, and he was going to have a meeting tomorrow.

"We have a dragon!" My mother said to Yunchuan triumphantly.

Yun Chuan cast his gaze on Xuanyuan again, and Xuanyuan was looking at the lights of Wanjia under his feet with a sickly, intoxicated, and proud look.

When these flames are ignited, five people will stand on the edge of each fire. They roar in unison. Although one or two people are not loud enough, when 15,000 people shout together, The voice filled the valley and skyrocketed.

Before these shouts were over, the clansmen holding bamboo spears, wooden spears dressed in animal skins, and linens all knelt down to Xuanyuan to express their surrender.

"These people are my subjects, Yunchuan, don't you want to join in?" Xuanyuan said to Yunchuan proudly.

Yun Chuan arched his hands and said: "You are your king, and I will be my patriarch. It's pretty good, so don't change it."

Xuanyuan looked at his people greedily, and whispered: "Those who have walked through the thorns with me will have a place for him on my couch, and those who defeat obstacles with me together will have his bite in my meal.

To those who walk towards the smooth path with me, I will give him ten times in return, and to those who walk towards the glory with me, I will share the glory with him. "

Yun Chuan nodded and said: "Yes, you should, partners and comrades-in-arms should not be forsaken. You should pay and receive in return.

You just treat me as a guest from now on. A bowl of millet in exchange for a bowl of wheat, a chicken bus for you a bundle of silk, I'm already very satisfied.

Well, it does not prevent you from enjoying the glory. I am going to rest. After we make some trades tomorrow, I will leave. "

Xuanyuan shook his head and said, "You don't know what you gave up. You will regret it."

Yun Chuan laughed, and went to the guest room where Xuanyuan had been arranged with Kuafu and the others.

This night, Yunchuan had no chance to fall asleep, because the people in Xuanyuan Department yelled all night, and they sang all night, and there were others playing the terrible flute, so Yunchuan couldn't sleep at all.

"The patriarch, it sounds good." Kuafu, who was sleeping at the foot of Yunchuan, couldn't help but praised.

"Patriarch, they have so many people." Huai, who was sleeping beside Kuafu, couldn't help but admire.

Yun Chuan said with a "um" and took it as an answer, Kuafu, Huai these people have no intention of sleeping, lying on the window watching the Xuanyuan people dancing around the fire...

Yun Chuan strongly restrained his curiosity and refused to watch. However, whenever the bright moon rose into the sky, he suddenly heard a rapid and high-pitched curse-like sound, and Kuafu and Huai also only The sound of inhalation was left.

Yun Chuan couldn't help his curiosity anymore, leaning between Kuafu and Huai, and sure enough, a dragon appeared there, a dragon on fire.

Tens of thousands of people began to hiss and shout, and the flames of thousands of fires became brighter at this moment. Several ghosts wearing bronze masks beat the drums, drumming and dancing. They seemed to be ghosts and gods. Lead the way.

The fire dragon is made of wheat straw, and it is filled with Songming. The person holding the dragon's head tried to shake the dragon's head up, and the vicious dragon's head kept tumbling, as if to choose someone to eat.

Putting pine bright on the wheat straw is easy to cause fire. Seeing the pine oil dripping on the wheat straw, Yunchuan quickly lit the whole dragon. People still held long poles and continued to sway the dragon. Until the dragon burned to ashes.

It’s not that Yunchuan has never seen the scene of the dragon dance. The dragon he has seen is a hundred times more beautiful and a hundred times more powerful than this dragon in Xuanyuan, and the style of dragon dancing is a hundred times more than them, but, The dragon that can make everyone kneel down, to be honest, Yunchuan has seen such a dragon.

Yunchuan has also seen such a group of people who are so fanatical about dragons.

The fire dragon finally burned out, and only a group of people wearing ferocious bronze masks still danced there, cheering there.

The blood was surging as he watched, he wanted to join the group, but, looking at the patriarch’s pale face illuminated by the moon, after all he swallowed a few drools, leaned against the patriarch, and didn’t want to join. Things up.

A bronze grimace suddenly appeared in front of the window, shocking everyone. After removing the grimace, Xuanyuan's head and face were covered with sweat. Even though he was exhausted, this guy didn't seem to feel it at all. When talking to Yunchuan, she also danced an extremely exaggerated dance.

Their dances are actually very ignorant. When a group of people dance, they look very spectacular and beautiful. When a person dances, it looks like a chest beat, stomping, leg cramps, and arms become silly in slow motion.

Xuanyuan held his sweaty bronze mask with one hand and handed it to Yunchuan, "Join us, you can wear this mask. One day, you will become a god!"

Yunchuan shook his head firmly, pointing to Mingyue and said: "I will definitely build a palace that belongs to us in the sky."

Xuanyuan laughed loudly and walked away while jumping.

"We will go back at dawn."

Yunchuan fell asleep and fell asleep.

"Patriarch, didn't you say that we came to Xuanyuan Department to buy treasure?"

Yun Chuan bitterly kicked Kuafu several times and said angrily: "Just like this, you're still a **** baby. If you stay here, you will all be swept away by Xuanyuan."

Yun Chuan believes that this grand ceremony was not designed by Xuanyuan deliberately for him. It is not too important for Xuanyuan to drive the fighters of the whole clan to participate in such a grand ceremony. Although Yunchuan feels that he should be A character, but, in front of such a ceremony, really, he is not very worthy.

When a group of bronze masked men with skulls in their hands came out from the depths of the valley, Xuanyuan knelt on his knees, holding his hands high, and finally prostrated completely on the ground.

This was a scene where the Xuanyuan people worshiped their ancestors. Even Kuafu, who was the most eager for voyeurism, retracted his head and dared not look at it again.

If he accidentally laughed or fart at this time, he would be dead.

When worshiping the ancestors, it became as quiet as death, and the sleepy Yunchuan group finally fell asleep.

Because there are no chickens in the Xuanyuan Department, there are no chickens. When Yunchuan opened his eyes, Kuafu and the others lay on the window and looked out.

Seeing that the family chief woke up, Kuafu said in admiration: "The patriarch is coming soon, Xuanyuan is killing pigs, sheep, and cows. I don't know if we will feed them."

Yun Chuan got up slowly and said lazily: "That is called the Three Sacrifices. They are for the gods or ancestors to eat. It has nothing to do with us."

After speaking, he took his own towel and went to the river to wash.

The river is crystal clear, and there are some almost transparent small fishes moving quickly in the water. Several water grasshoppers paddling their long legs, using the tension of the water, stood firmly in the forbidden backwater bay. When Yunchuan came, he swiftly stepped on the water and ran away.

Yunchuan dampened the towel and wiped his face. As for gargle, he was going to go back and boil the water before making it. To be honest, he was not very relieved about the sanitation of the water source in such a big village.

However, when Yunchuan wrung out the towel and looked up, he saw Xuanyuan again.

This time Xuanyuan was completely different from the deep Xuanyuan that I saw during the day yesterday, and it was also different from the energetic Xuanyuan last night.

Today’s Xuanyuan’s eyes are red. It’s not difficult to understand. After all, he danced and sang all night. He didn’t rest normally, but he held a huge antler with at least 18 branches in one hand and held it in the other. A head that he had just washed with river water was very abnormal.

Yunchuan looked at the river, and then at the towel in his hand, and then walked a dozen steps upstream to wash his face again.

"This is the source of water. I won't wash people's heads in this river~www.NovelMTL.com~ After hearing Xuanyuan's words, Yun Chuan stood up with a towel and looked at the head of the person and said, "Whose? "

"Picture of the head of the deer clan!"

Yunchuan looked at the head carefully and nodded, "He is quite handsome, his head is gone, it's a pity."

"Five days ago, our dragon was already formed, but when Ling Lun was playing a flute made of wheat straw, he said that his song could not be matched with the dragon. Cangjie said that the dragon is not perfect enough, and something is missing.

We negotiated for a long time, and finally decided to borrow the horns they worshipped from the deer clan and place them on the dragon's head. "

Yunchuan sighed and pointed to the head of the deer clan chief figure: "It looks like he won't!"

Xuanyuan nodded and said, "This is the end."

Yun Chuan patted his chest and said, "Fortunately, I am a descendant of the dragon. Otherwise, there is something missing from the dragon. What should you do if you come to my clan to get it?"

After hearing this, Xuanyuan laughed, and seeing that the purpose of the warning had been achieved, he walked towards a cliff at the highest point of the village with the antlers in one hand and the head in the other.

It was not until this moment that Yunchuan saw that a huge dragon was carved on the low cliff.

Half of the dragon's body is hidden in the mountains, and the other half is meandering, with scales flying up and roaring into the sky.

Ling Lun, who can use wheat straw to play music, said nothing wrong. This dragon has a pair of carp beards, but his head is bare, which is really unsightly.

Yunchuan stood by the river and waited until Xuanyuan placed the huge antler on the dragon's head. The whole dragon seemed to come alive all at once, and in an instant it changed from a ridiculous appearance to awe-inspiring. Depending on.

Yunchuan smiled and raised his arms, and waved to the familiar dragon, "Good morning, my dragon!"