It can be said that the situation of Wu Zhu is much worse than that of their ancestors. Their ancestors were the respected Wu Xian, who were supreme, powerful in authority, glorious in wisdom, and inherited hereditary.
When they arrived, they were rejected by the royal power. Even because they were monopolized by the royal power to communicate with the gods, they were slandered and accused of being strange powers and disrupting the gods, and performing obscene sacrifices.
If one Wuzhu is in such a situation, it can mean that it is his own problem. If hundreds of Wuzhu are in this situation, it means that there is something wrong with the world and that evil spirits have taken over the world!
It is conceivable that thousands of years ago, there must have been a large number of witches who were dissatisfied with the status quo and got entangled to launch a war with the royal power in the name of "killing evil spirits" so as to replace the royal power again.
They must have failed. Thousands of years ago, Wu Zhu could become the leader of the tribe because knowledge was scarce and passed down from generation to generation. Nowadays, knowledge has been classified and compiled into books. It is no longer monopolized by divine authority. Even the gods they communicate with have also been Replaced by the orthodox gods of kingship!
Failure is inevitable!
It can be said that the struggle between royal power and divine power was different from the beginning. The wars between countries were just the division of territory and territory. To put it bluntly, it was a matter of who had two more bites and who had two fewer bites.
The war between royal power and theocratic power is a life-and-death battle. Once the royal power is replaced by theocratic power, it will become a vassal again.
When the two fight, whoever has more experience and knowledge will win!
Theocratic society, a system with low productivity, will inevitably be replaced by a higher-level royal society.
In this way, it is understandable that after Wu Zhu's power failed, they were driven away by the orthodox civilization.
At this point, Song Siyuan clearly stated the issue of the expulsion of the witch-god civilization. She paused and explained: "As for the shaman-god civilization spreading to various places and forming a new witch-sacrifice culture, it has fermented over thousands of years. It is still difficult to explain. There’s a lot to say.”
"I guess there must be a building similar to the Gao Matchmaker Temple here."
Before she finished speaking, the people around her clapped their hands. When everyone noticed the sound, they came from behind and raised their shotguns towards the darkness.
"Miss Song is worthy of being a member of the Song family. She has reached such a level and still has time to explain such a long paragraph. I really admire her."
Hearing her voice before seeing her, who else could this shrewd and steady voice be besides that old witch? Yue Guanchao and Song Siyuan looked at each other, the real master was finally here!
Before he finished speaking, he saw Mrs. Zhang walking in with a torch and a dozen ruthless military engineers.
Behind her, Zhang Hansheng and Tang Gelin followed closely, and more than a dozen people blocked the entrance and exit.
Yue Guanchao observed carefully that Mrs. Zhang was wearing a double-breasted autumn-colored flowered coat, which was fully embroidered with pine, crane, and bird patterns. Her lower body was a stone pine green horse-faced skirt, and she was covered with a silver-gray fur cloak with complicated dark patterns. It could not only keep warm but also conceal her identity. The top of her head might be Being too far away from home, I finally lost my pearls and green hairpins. I only wore a flower bun on the back of my head and a few silver hairpins.
With a little makeup on her face to cover up her pale complexion, she looked like an ordinary shrewd old lady who traveled far away.
Tang Gelin behind her obviously didn't like going to the grave. His face looked like someone who owed him eight million. He was dressed in overalls, a leather jacket, and a flying cap on his head. His fair face didn't look like he was going to the grave. , rather like a young man traveling far away.
The last heavyweight is Zhang Hansheng and Mr. Zhang.
This man was wearing a straight and docile dark green military leather, with a neat cap, leather boots that reached to his knees, a slightly fat belly that protruded from his body, a cloak on his shoulders, and a short gun on his waist at all times.
This was the first time Yue Guanchao had met this man. He had a military background. He thought Zhang Hansheng was a wise and powerful man. But now it seems that he is just an old gangster with a broad cheek. He wears military clothes and is like a bandit. The yellow mantle looks like a violation!
"How did you come here? Are you following us?"
Yue Guanchao pretended to be angry and pointed his gun at these people. Some of these soldiers were fat or thin, and they all looked fierce. Seeing that his boss was pointed at a gun, they all raised their spears and surrounded the crowd.
"My eldest nephew, don't you understand that a soldier never tires of deceit?"
After finishing speaking, Sun Daqiao pushed aside the crowd and walked into the cave entrance happily.
"Sun Daqiao, you despicable villain, we took your daughter for medical treatment and gave you money for emergency treatment, but you dare to betray us."
He was trying to be a trap when acting, so Song Siyuan was the first to scold him.
"Sun Daqiao, you are such a wolf-hearted thing. I thought you followed us on our adventures and abandoned evil for good long ago. How can you continue to persist in your stubbornness? I might as well beat you to death from the beginning and take revenge on our uncles." hatred."
Yue Qingshan's words made everyone filled with indignation. Their anger was all seen by Madam Zhang. She became more and more convinced that her arrival made these people feel threatened, and then they became angry from shame.
"What nonsense are you talking to this old guy? Just shoot him to death."
Yue Erpao had already cocked his gun when he spoke. The situation between the two sides was like fire and water, and they refused to give in at all.
"Look, how many times have I said that the world is not about fighting and killing, it is about human relations. We are no longer bandits, we should be more civilized!"
Zhang Hansheng said with a proud look: "Except for those who followed me in, all the two hundred people in my engineering battalion are waiting outside the cave entrance. As long as you dare to fire a gun, you will be beaten into a hornet's nest."
"Little brother, why don't you put down your gun?"
