Yang Cheng felt like he had been in the dark for a long, long time.
Just when he was helpless, a white space lit up from the depths of darkness.
This space is boundless.
There are only rows of black tadpole-like words in front.
Yang Cheng approached.
I saw these tadpole words clearly.
There are not many words, about a hundred or so.
Yang Cheng didn't recognize any of them, but he could tell they were hieroglyphs.
"Huh? It seems like these tadpole words are regular?"
Yang Cheng looked carefully and found that there were several similar arrangements in the tadpole characters, and some tadpole characters could be combined with other tadpole characters.
Yang Cheng thought for a while, stretched out his hand, and tried to hold down a tadpole text, then dragged it to its original position and placed it in a position where he thought it could be arranged.
Suddenly, as the tadpole text fell, several tadpole texts next to it suddenly lit up.
From black to golden!
"Sure enough, these tadpole words can be moved and there are rules!"
Yang Cheng was overjoyed.
A subconscious idea told him that as long as he successfully arranged all the hundred tadpole words, he could escape from the white space.
Thinking about it, Yang Cheng hurriedly moved his hands and arranged the tadpole characters one by one.
The arrangement is not very difficult.
It's probably like the addition, subtraction, multiplication and division learned in elementary schools on Earth, and at most some comprehensive arithmetic, such as combining expressions, distributing expressions, etc.
It only took Yang Cheng three minutes to successfully arrange all the tadpole characters.
There was already a brilliant golden "wall" in front of him!
The light was so dazzling that Yang Cheng couldn't help but take a few steps back.
Just as he took a few steps back, the wall suddenly changed.
I saw the golden tadpole words that made up this wall, starting from the beginning, shaking one after another, as if they were performing a self-examination.
After the self-check is completed.
"boom!"
The golden wall suddenly burst open, turning into streams of data and pouring into the body of Yang Cheng who was at a loss.
Yang Cheng suddenly felt an indescribable energy in his body.
Not waiting for him to investigate further.
The white space suddenly began to darken from far away to near.
high speed.
After a while, Yang Cheng fell into darkness again.
But this time the darkness didn't last long. Just for a moment, Yang Cheng heard the voice in his ears.
"Witch! Witch!"
Yang Cheng tried and slowly opened his eyes.
"Witch! The witch is awake!"
The voice of the girl next to her suddenly became louder, and she shouted in surprise.
Then more and more movements came.
All of a sudden, Yang Cheng was surrounded by the crowd, talking all over the place:
"The witch is awake!"
"Very good!"
"Has the witch accepted the inheritance?"
"Spread out, don't crowd around here." Mu Qing drove everyone out, leaving only a few people still in place.
"Wu, are you okay?" Mu Qing turned around and asked carefully.
Yang Cheng was still a little confused.
Looking at the few people surrounding him, Yan Lin was among them.
Her tiger ears twitched, fluffy and very cute.
Yang Cheng couldn't help but stretched out his hand, put it on Yan Lin's head, and touched her tiger ears.
Yan Lin was suddenly "attacked" and was stunned.
Then he felt Yang Cheng's warm hands touching his ears.
It feels...so warm and comfortable.
Yan Lin couldn't help but take the initiative to rub her head. After reacting the next moment, her face suddenly turned red.
"witch!"
Yan Lin stared and shouted angrily.
But her angry look is not scary at all, just like a kitten with its eyes wide open, but rather cute.
Mu Qing on the side looked at Yang Cheng touching Yan Lin's head as soon as he woke up, a little confused: "Witch? You..."
Listening to Mu Qing's doubts, Yang Cheng finally came to his senses.
Thinking of his situation, he sat up and blurted out: "Where am I, and who are you?"
The words just fell.
Yang Cheng himself was stunned.
Because he suddenly realized that what he was speaking was not Mandarin, but authentic tribal language!
Listening to Yang Cheng talking, it seemed that there was no problem.
Mu Qing breathed a sigh of relief and let go of the worries in his heart.
In fact, the inheritance of witchcraft is not well accepted.
Because, after accepting the inheritance, you must accept the test of the inheritance.
In the past "witchcraft inheritance", there were often inheritors who not only failed to inherit the inheritance, but also became stupid and useless.
And the probability of this happening is very high.
Therefore, under normal circumstances, there are four to five inheritors designated by a witch.
After breathing a sigh of relief, Mu Qing hurriedly replied to Yang Cheng's question: "This is the Qingque tribe, and you have now become our shaman..."
He was not surprised by Yang Cheng's question.
During the period when Yang Cheng was unconscious, Mu Qing asked Yan Lin again for a long time and learned about Yang Cheng's situation from her.
He was an exile and was picked up by Yan Lin while he was in a coma. He didn't know this was a normal thing.
"Wait, what did you say?"
Yang Cheng interrupted Mu Qing's words. He didn't care about wondering why he suddenly knew the local dialect, and said in surprise: "What did you just say? I became your witch?"
"Yes, you just accepted the inheritance and became our shaman!" Mu Qing said solemnly.
Immediately, he fell to his knees on the ground, stretched out his hands, raised them above his head, prostrated himself, and shouted:
"witch!"
When all the Qingque tribe members heard his shout, they also knelt on the ground to worship and shouted in unison:
"witch!"
"witch!"
"witch!"
Their voices echoed in the distant mountains and forests, startling wild birds.
And facing the scene of Qingque and everyone.
The corner of Yang Cheng's mouth twitched: "I want to be quiet."
…
After passing the boss for a while.
Yang Chengcai accepted what happened to him.
He smiled bitterly: "What does this mean? Just go back to primitive society, accept the inheritance, and become a witch?
In a primitive tribe, isn't a witch considered the village chief?
Good guy, I have never been a small director of a company on earth, and now I have to manage this big family. "
Yang Cheng counted the number of people present.
Including himself, there were a total of thirty-seven people present.
And just now I heard Mu Qing say that there are fifteen or six hunting teams that are hunting outside.
Okay, there are more than fifty people in total, and they are in two primary school classes!
When he thought of this, Yang Cheng felt extremely stressed.
At this time, Mu Qing came over and asked, "Wu, what should everyone do now?"
Yang Cheng thought for a while.
The corpse of the former witch has to wait for the hunting team to return and perform a ritual treatment together.
Now Yang Cheng really doesn't know what to do for a while.
Looking at the sky, it was already noon and these people had not eaten yet.
So, Yang Cheng said: "Let everyone eat first."
"Yes!" Mu Qing nodded, turned around and shouted to everyone: "Everyone, take out the food and start eating!"
