Dusk goes and morning comes, time flies.
In the blink of an eye, hundreds of suns and moons rotate.
It’s time for another fire sacrifice.
Years passed by in a hurry, and the Fenggon tribe experienced destruction and reconstruction. Under the guidance of Feng Xi step by step, he regrouped and underwent earth-shaking changes.
The people of the tribe have completely got rid of the life of starvation at this time, and Feng Gun, who is sleeping in the morning and evening, reveals a peaceful scene.
The Fenggun tribe is moving in a good direction!
At Feng Xi's insistence, Hua Xu and Xi also left the cave where the leaders of the past generations were bound and built a stone house around the altar.
"As the leader of the tribe, Amu, you can't stay too far away from your tribe. Likewise, a witch doesn't need to be mysterious!" Feng Xi said.
Hua Xu was deeply touched by Feng Xi's words. She once traveled the wilderness alone, but unlike previous leaders, under Feng Xi's influence, she finally picked up the idea of breaking the tradition and innovating.
Rather than living in a cave, Hua Xu wanted to be with his tribe members.
It's just the traditions of her ancestors that have bound her. The tribesmen's firm belief in gods has forced her to live in a cave far away from the tribesmen.
He never even dared to pick up the familiar stone spear again and walk into the vast wilderness.
But all this has changed after Feng Xi became the "Divine Envoy".
All the innovations and changes Feng Xi brought to the tribe did not arouse much resistance. In the eyes of his tribe, his actions were the will of the "divine fire".
He was taught how to make fire, tame animals as livestock, make ropes and build nets...
Every move Feng Xi made brought about earth-shaking changes to the tribe and made the tribesmen more convinced of him.
Even though Feng Xi wanted to break the tradition again this time, not only did he not raise any doubts, he even rushed to build a beautiful stone house for Hua Xu and the others.
The seeds of civilization have begun to grow and sprout!
…
"Zi, are you going to teach it to your clan members?"
In the brand new stone house, Hua Xu sat cross-legged on an animal skin and asked in surprise.
Opposite me, Feng Xi definitely nodded and looked at Hua Xu seriously.
"It's not me, it's you, Eminem!"
His eyes fell on an animal skin spread out in front of him.
On it, pictographic symbols were densely carved with charcoal, covering the entire animal hide.
These are the "characters" created by Fengxi and the other three people during the rotation of the sun and the moon in the past year.
"Me? But..." Hua Xu hesitated.
"Amu, all the words in the tribe were created by me, Xi, and you, Amu. Eminem, you have the qualifications!" Feng Xi said in a positive tone,
"This is the way you want to go, Eminem!"
Hua Xu's body trembled when she heard this. She raised her head with complicated eyes.
"But... Xi, didn't you say it's... not the right time?"
"you are leaving?"
Feng Xi was silent for a moment and finally nodded.
Hua Xu was the first tribesman to learn Chinese characters after Feng Xi and Xi, and he was also the only one to even try to make characters.
After Feng Xi imitated the pictograms to create characters, it was not without the thought of passing on the "characters" he created to his tribe.
But he discovered that the time for the "word" to appear had not yet arrived.
The tribe has not completely gotten rid of the primitive way of life. The acquisition of food and the emergence of livestock have firmly restrained all the energy of the tribe.
They do not have enough time to accept and learn something that is completely new to them, and they do not have the unique wisdom like Hua Xu and Xi to learn the "word" quickly.
Even before, the tribe's knotted rope records were only in the hands of the leader Hua Xu, and had never been around everyone in the tribe.
But now, Feng Xi felt that the time had come. Raising livestock and developing fishing and hunting were gradually on the right track.
It is also time to hand over the fire of civilization.
"Amu, I will be at this fire sacrifice..." Feng Xi looked at Hua Xu, and after pondering for a moment, he said,
“For civilization, sow the seeds of fire!”
Hua Xu fell silent after hearing this. Civilization, Feng Xi has always told himself this.
At first, she didn't understand what civilization was, but the amazing changes in the tribe since this sacrifice, and the animal skins as heavy as a mountain in front of her, seemed to tell her that this was civilization.
Hua Xu had a vague premonition that what Feng Xi would do next would completely break the tradition of the Feng Gun tribe.
…
this day.
Early in the morning.
God seemed to know that the Fenggun tribe was going to hold a fire ceremony, and it started to rain as scheduled.
Feng Xi got up very early. At this time, he was leading the clan members to start the arrangements for the fire ceremony.
The tribe once only had a simple altar built with a few pieces of wood. After it was washed away by the flood, Feng Xi did not let the tribesmen erect it again.
Instead, there was an earthen platform.
The circle and lower part of the earthen platform explain the meaning of heaven and earth.
On top, there stood a large round green and yellow stone. On the stone, a stone bowl that had been supported by wood was placed on it.
This is the altar of the Fenggon tribe!
A place for worshiping firewood.
The layout of the fire ceremony is not much different from the past. However, at Feng Xi's request, the altar used for worship was changed.
This is an altar, and it is also Feng Xi’s witchcraft platform!
…
The rain is getting heavier.
Drops of rain fell on his body and hit his face, causing a slight pain.
Feng Xi raised his head and looked at the sky. He didn't use much of the witch's power to block the rain. Instead, like his tribe, he just stood in the rain and let the rain beat at him.
"Brother!"
Xi called Feng Xi softly and walked over. She stood beside him silently, a little quiet.
Behind him, a large black dog shook its body from time to time to shake off the raindrops stuck to its hair.
Fu Dou is taller than before. During the battle with Da He, he swallowed the blood of the snake that was also an alien beast, and its body also underwent an astonishing transformation.
Just standing here feels like a bursting flame.
The only thing that hasn't changed is that he still remains well-behaved in front of Feng Xi and Xi.
"Can you...don't leave?"
After standing in silence for a long time, Xi opened his mouth, with a prayer on his face.
"Leave?" Feng Xi stiffened and fell silent.
Yes, he is leaving, leaving the Fenggon tribe that gave birth to and raised him!
Leave Eminem!
Leave Xi!
When he clearly understood the truth about Xinhuo, and when disaster appeared, the spirit of Xinhuo turned into a shaman and became the source of his strength.
When it turns into a snake and rides the water, it comes.
He knew then that he was leaving!
But before that, he wanted to use this fire sacrifice to plant the foundation of civilization for Feng Gun!
However, what he didn't expect was that Xi would notice it in advance!
Before the fire ceremony!
"Amu told you?"
Feng Xi turned around stiffly, his back facing Xi, his voice trembling.
He had not told anyone except Hua Xu that he was leaving the tribe.
"Xi discovered it himself!" Xi shook his head.
Feng Xi was shocked when he heard this. How could he have forgotten that the goddess of the earth has a spiritual sense that transcends ordinary spirits?
Especially since that incident, the power of God gradually revived in her body!
"Brother, can you not leave?"
A tear slipped from her face, and Xi looked at Feng Xi's back with pleading eyes.
Even after the flood, she had already noticed something was wrong.
During the reconstruction after the disaster, Feng Xi accelerated the pace of promoting the development of the tribe, and Eminem was in a depressed mood during that time, all of which were strange.
She was confused at first and ran to ask Eminem, but she didn't tell her.
Until yesterday, the night before the fire ceremony, when her brother took the animal skin and carved those "words" on the altar, she had an inexplicable premonition in her heart.
Brother, I’m leaving!
Hearing these words, Feng Xi took a deep breath, turned around, looked at Xi, and touched Xi's little head lovingly.
"Yes, brother is going to pursue his own path!"
"Brother's road, isn't it right here?"
The tears on Xi's face finally couldn't help but well up. The tears mixed with the rain and fell to the ground. She sobbed, her voice choked,
"Aren't my brothers' witches supposed to protect the tribe?"
Feng Xi touched Xi's hand and paused, then he smiled and said,
"Feng Gun, this is Amu and Xi, your way!"
"There are still many tribesmen outside who need me!"
"They don't survive well in the wilderness!"
"As a witch, my brother wants to bring the fire left by our ancestor Da Sui to them!"
"as well as……"
"Let God's eyes stay away from Feng Gun!" Feng Xi whispered to himself in his heart.
