Chronicles of Primordial Wars - Chapter 178
Sun rise. It seems that this is another day similar to yesterday, but for some people in this grassland, it is different from yesterday. For example, those of the Feng tribe who want to exchange things with the distant team are wondering what to take and what to change. For example, people who have been guarding the air, they can rest today, usually there will be flying birds. Going to the animals they are raising, today, there is a bigger bird in the sky, and there are no shadows that usually cause them headaches; for example, an old man living in the tourist area of the Feng tribe. Today, for the old man, today is a special day. On this day of the year, he will come to the foothills, toward a position, worship and pray, and sing. I don’t know when it started, his ancestors set such a rule. On this day of the year, I pray and sing here to remember those words that have been passed down from a very early age, and those who said nothing. The name of the tribe. Daddy is also used to this time of the year, come here, inherit the will of the ancestors, to complete the ancestors and his own wishes. Whenever this time, that magical dream will come to the mind of the old man. Every detail is clear, including the rising flame and the double horn surrounded by flames. That seems to be the same as what the ancestors said. Sometimes, he even wonders whether he is in a dream or in reality. He is imagining himself or real. Does the tribe still exist? Whenever there is such doubt, he will stand here to pray, sing and strengthen his beliefs. Many tourists do not understand his behavior, and some people will pity him. He does not care, just insists, and likes to sing like this. Whenever this time, he will forget all the sorrows and troubles. Let go of other sorrows, just sing here all day. today. He also, like in previous years, carries a straw bag with barbecue. A kettle and walk towards the mountain. The mountain in the area of the Feng tribe is not high. Here, it is already the highest place. He thinks of a higher mountain, but he does not say whether he can live up the mountain, and it is not the site of the Feng tribe. Probably not waiting for him to pass. It was killed as an intruder. Standing on the top of the green hill, the old man took a deep breath and, like in previous years, let go of the song and sing. The songs were passed from the foothills to other places, and some people heard them nearby, but they didn’t care. Every day people sing, as for what they sing and how they sing, they don’t care. Still doing things by myself. “Since the beginning of the world, we have our ancestors, when the tribes rise. Take the hunting industry first, the spring warms up, the ice and snow have disappeared, the birds and beasts jump, the birds and beasts meet, the hunting warriors, and the willingness to go…” He stood alone in the foothills, facing in one direction, singing and singing. He suddenly heard the second voice, and someone joined his singing. Still singing the same song as him. He sang “The Hunting Song” passed down by his ancestors. It is also the only song he will have. He didn’t learn the songs that the Lianfeng tribe often sang. Because it is only this one, when everyone sings, the old man often sings, and some people around him can not sing a few words. However, I don’t know why, what others sing and old singers are obviously the same song, giving people a different feeling. The former sings like mourning, the more sings and sorrows, while the latter, the more sings, the higher the enthusiasm. Perhaps, only the people of the Yanjiao tribe can sing such a sad song to be extremely heroic. Therefore, at the beginning, when the old man heard someone sing with himself, he only thought that he was nearby, and he did not turn around. He still stood there and continued to sing. But soon, he found such a long song, the other party actually followed, not only that, the other party sang better than himself, as to why it can be heard, then ask? The other party sings so completely no other people sing so low, but makes the old man feel more excited, obviously some of the tone is different from his memory, but let the old man have a feeling: this song should be so sung. The other party is behind him, and the old man wants to turn around and have a look. Who is it and ask who is there. However, the old man did not look back, he wants to sing this song, or it is disrespectful to the ancestors. “…In order to prey, hurry up the road, go deep into the mountain, and return to the hunt without any emptiness. I can recognize the beast.” The singer sang, and the old man was immersed in such a wonderful state. He saw a flame. The double horns seem to be close at hand, but they can’t be touched. It always feels a little bit worse. After singing the entire “Hunting Song”, the old man has not recovered from that state. After waiting for about half an hour, the old man gradually returned to God. He thought of the person who had just sang with himself. The old man turned to look at the past and saw a young man he had never seen before. “Hey, which kid are you? How can you appear here?” asked the old lady. “Well?” Shao Xuan was more confused. “Have you seen the same with me?” “Who are you? What is it?” The old man drank some water and asked. “My name is Shao Xuan.” After thinking about it, Shao Xuan added another sentence: “Yanjiao tribe.” The old man looked at Shao Xuan, and the eyes seemed to say: You said nonsense. Drinking water, rest for a while, the old man greets Shao Xuan, “No matter where you come from, come and sing with me again.” Shao Xuan: “…” Just like this? After experiencing the intense and exciting reaction of the previous smoldering, Shao Xuan really did not know how to deal with it. So he walked over and sang a song with the old man. After the second sing, the old man sat down on the ground and took a break. “Where did you come from?” asked the old man at this time. “I followed the long-distance team over there.” Shao Xuan answered. “Hey? You are not afraid of danger. The temper of the long-distance team is not so good. You should have met a good person this time,” said the old man. “Why did you face that direction when you sang?” Shao Xuan asked. “You don’t know?!” The old blame looked at Shao Xuan: “There is the hometown of our tribe! Remember, don’t forget it later!” After chatting with the old man, Shao Xuan knew that the old man came here. The reason for singing. It seems that every Yanjiao tribe is very persistent and lives in its own way. Keep the faith in your heart. The oldest son is gone, and the daughter-in-law runs away. The wife is with his young sick grandson at home. Only this day in the year, the old man will come here to sing. Last year, I also took my grandson together. Unfortunately, these days, my grandson was so sick that the old man came alone. When he sang, he also prayed for the ancestors, hoping to get the blessings of the ancestors and bless his little grandson to recover. . Many people on the grassland. I am sick and sick, and I am gone. After a short break, the old man began to sing again, and he also sang Shao Xuan together. He always felt that when he sang with Shao Xuan, he was extraordinarily energetic and had a passionate passion, like a hunting warrior who wanted to go out immediately. Over and over again, Shao Xuan accompanied the old man to sing. The sun is rising from the beginning. When it began to fall, the old man really stopped. After singing, it is time to go back. Laojiao and Shao Xuan went down the mountain together. Also asked Shao Xuan’s next plan, I heard that Shao Xuan is going to the middle, the old man does not agree. “Too far too far, too dangerous, how can you go to the middle with those who are far away? The middle is more dangerous than other places. I advise you, or go back to where you used to live, maybe It’s not good, but at least it can live. There is hope in life. Seeing that you are very strong, it’s good to think about life… If you can’t find a place, you can stay with me, and the life on the grassland is difficult. Compared with those who drift around, it is much better.” Laojiao persuaded. “Nothing, don’t worry, I have the ability to protect myself.” Shao Xuan said. “Young people, don’t think that you are more energetic, you can run around, we are more powerful than the totem fighters.” “But I am a totem fighter.” “…What? “I said, I am a totem fighter, or a middle-level… Hey, you are careful!” Shao Xuan’s words have not finished, he saw the old man’s feet twisted and rolled down the hillside, if not Shao Xuan’s hand will soon When people pull, the old man will probably go further and even hit the raised stones. The old man was backed by Shao Xuan from the mountain. His foot was sprained, but there was no other injury. Laojiao’s wife is taking care of his grandson at home and seeing the people who have been returned by Shao Xuan, and hurriedly greeted him to see the wounds of the old man. “Nothing, that is, the feet are twisted, hey, Shao Xuan, hurry up, where did you just say? Continue to continue! Who else is there in the tribe? What did you teach you?” The old man couldn’t care for his wife. The problem, and no injuries on the feet, let Shao Xuan continue to talk about the Yanjiao tribe. When I put the old man on the wooden bed and took the medicine, Shao Xuan said: “I thought you knew it, so calm.” “Where do I know that you really came from the Yanjiao tribe, I thought you were a tourist?” “Speaking of this, the old man also laughed and laughed, but he misunderstood.” When there were friendly exchanges between several tribes on the grassland, he followed him and saw the same visitors as him. The brothers and sisters would tell each other about their own sorrows, and then come back and continue their lives. Everyone is looking forward to returning to the tribe one day, but generation after generation, born to death, has not reached this wish. The old man once thought about it, maybe his life is like this. His grandfather, grandfather’s grandfather, and some earlier ancestors are on this grassland, helping the tribes here to do things, living here, both I don’t know how long life has been, the only thing that still exists is to tell those words, things that must be known through generations of mouths. “Because we live here for a long time, people are good, we are strong, we work hard, and the tribes have a little bit of us, just like the people of Feng tribe, sometimes let me help graze, so let Don’t worry about the tribe, we can still hold on! Waiting for the day when the tribe comes back!” “Will you graze?” Shao Xuan asked. “Yes, this is going to be old.” “Do you know how to raise those animals?” Shao Xuan asked again. “Of course this will be. Those of us who live on the grassland will be.” Shao Xuan thought, talent. If this is to change to the people on the other side of the river, the animals will be given to them, and they will be put into the pot if they are raised. (To be continued)