Chapter One Thousand Two Hundred and Forty: The Night Demon comes and is greatly shocked!
"Ancestors witness! Patriarch, uncle! Did you really let your two nieces, Yu Yan and Yi Yan, sleep with that young boy from the Crow Family?!"
"...What if? Let you go, myna?"
"Uh! Uncle, that's not what I meant! It's just... just two nieces, it's really wronged!"
"Hmm...what? Brother Bage, I, the head of the clan, didn't say anything, but you are reluctant to let go?..."
"Uncle! For the sake of the clan...nieces and the others...ah!...I feel so bad!..."
The night is dim and the river is turbulent. Mist rises from the sea, and folk songs are mournful among the clouds. The firelight of stars, corresponding to the starry night in the sky, lights up on the desolate coast, like fireflies flying to the end of the world.
Fireflies and stars danced, and the night fog and the vast sea slowly enveloped the small Xihe Village. Thousands of Feather Clan gradually fell silent, leaving only a small group of patrolling warriors, appearing and disappearing in the sea fog.
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The light and shadow of the sky and the earth move with the sun and the moon, but the joys and sorrows of the world are intertwined in time. After this night of joys and sorrows, and being persuaded by Old Feather to drink a lot of drinks, the little crow Sitwewei has long been drowsy and unconscious.
Uncertainly, he was carried into the bedroom by two feathered girls.
After Old Feather Peng Guali arranged all this, he staggered up to the wall of the village, put on the feather crown of the glorious nobles, put on the butterfly-patterned sacrificial clothes, and looked at his hometown in the south. His nephew Peng Bage personally arranged the scouts to watch the night.
, came back and inquired about the whereabouts of the two nieces, and then hurriedly caught up with the village wall.
The two of them stood in front of the starry night in the sky, in front of the bonfire on the ground, in the rising sea fog, and stayed silent for a long time.
"Ancestor! Patriarch...otherwise?..."
"Um?"
Nephew Peng Bage gritted his teeth, looked at his uncle standing in the shadows, and couldn't help but speak first.
"Otherwise... let's just keep the two nieces! Xiao Wuwu is pretty good, so let's take advantage of these two days to force him to marry the two nieces! Then, let the two nieces stay in this village.
, so that they don’t have to follow us to move around and go hungry... And if they stay here, they can also provide two more people to communicate between the clan and the little crow!..."
"Hmm... the idea is not bad, but it still needs some heat!... Right now, it's not time to let them stay."
"Ah? Uncle, it's not time yet? When is the right time?... The clan has planned to stay for two days and then migrate north. By then, it will lose contact with the little crow!..."
"Ha! When is the right time? Let me tell you, when Little Crow's son is born in the clan! When he has a string of concern in his heart, then it is the right time."
"What? Three gods! It was just one night, how could a son be born so quickly? Could it be that the little crow is possessed by a fertile rabbit? Besides, even if the nieces are pregnant, it may not be a son!
…”
"Ha! Bago, why are you so stupid?! Haha!..."
Hearing this question, Old Feather, who had a deep look on his face and was in the mood to recite poetry, finally couldn't help but broke out and laughed out loud. He glanced at his brave nephew and shook his head gently.
He shook his head and sighed.
"You! You are so honest... Little Crow can't follow the clan, and he can't invite the wise Mother Goddess of Earth to see the truth... Wait a year and let Yu Yan and Yi Yan hold the two of them directly
Children of about the same age are said to be the children of Little Crow, and if they are allowed to cry hoarsely... Although this Little Crow has many intentions, he has not yet become a ruthless gray wolf, and still needs a lot of experience. When the time comes, even if he has a heart
If you have doubts, even if you don’t want to fully believe it, you must have the concern and hope of having a biological child!”
"Ancestors witness! As long as he has the hope of being a father, then he will fall into our hands! When encountering important events, don't ask him to do anything, he will not be able to do it in the first place, just let him inform in advance
A letter, or a smaller matter... Wait for him to step out step by step, and wait for the handle of his report to fall into our hands... Haha! That's the time to drag him into the water! At that time, we can let Yu Yan and Yi Yan
, I’m going to look for him with my child in my arms!… And after this one or two years, the tribe will probably be completely stable. By then, if the short line of Little Crow is not broken, it can become a long line. Slowly
Deal with him again..."
"Well... take your time! No one can decide what will happen in the future. Let's do it first... They are both from the same ancestor. I have sworn a blood oath to cut my face to Uncle Feather, can I really hurt him? There are many of him.
The benefits are wow!…”
"Ah this? This!...Uncle you?..."
As the night fell, the story of Feather's sophisticated plan was slowly revealed, which shocked Brother Peng so much that his voice trembled slightly.
He thought about it carefully for a while, and then he realized that the young crow was likely to fall into the trap. And as long as the little crow fell into the trap and took the first step of informing him, then with Uncle Feather's cunning, he would probably slowly fall into the trap.
Steadily drag the opponent down the pit and trap him to death in circles! Just like the Tekos descendants who were trapped and thrown away by their uncle in the past few years, and finally blocked the Mexica army...
"Hiss!...Uncle...are you really my uncle?..."
"Um?"
"How do I feel that you are the reincarnation of the old crow, possessed by the old fox, and snakes sprouted from the old feathers...the older you get, the more demonic you become?..."
"What? Ugh!...Get out of here!..."
Feather Peng Guali's old face twitched, and his cunning and calm look was broken again. He turned to glare at his nephew, "spit" in his face, and received a dodgeful sneer. When Feather stood up again, he looked deeply.
Looking towards the sky, towards the deepest darkness before dawn, I sighed quietly again.
"Bago! You have to remember that cunning is the way out for the weak, and it is also the sorrow of the weak! When you can speak with your fists, why use your tongue to provoke and deceive?... In the end, these are all empty! Long-term strategies,
It’s really hard to guarantee, but there’s just no other way…”
"Ancestral blessings! Right now, it is most practical to find a way out for our Feather Clan! The situation in the northern continent, the most important bronze smelting, copper mine origins, and trade routes are all in the hands of the kingdom's coastal strongholds! ...
Our Feather Clan has been migrating to the north. It has been a difficult journey, our hearts are exhausted, and it is difficult to replenish the lost headquarters. We only rely on the last two thousand clan warriors... If we continue to force ourselves, the tribe will only fight less and less, and the more we fight, the weaker it will be!..."
This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! "After much thought, we fled to the North and escaped the attacks and sacrifices of the Mexica people. The next step is to find a stable way out. North
The land is so big, beyond my imagination, it is enough to accommodate the territory of a Feather Clan! And the way out...I am afraid that in the end I have to convert to the Lord God, surrender to the kingdom, and find a good place to enfeoff! As for where exactly,
What I know now is still not enough, so I can only inquire and ponder while moving north... It is best to be deep inland, far away from the kingdom's stronghold, with rivers and mines, where I can farm with peace of mind... Ah, this is such a good place!
…”
"Ah? Three gods!... Chief, we have been fighting for ten years, but in the end we still want to convert to the main god of Mexica and surrender to the Mexica people?!..."
Upon hearing his uncle's plan, his nephew Peng Bage was shocked. His face first showed strong unwillingness, and then he felt relaxed and relieved that he could hardly detect. He thought about it silently for a while, and asked in a low voice in confusion.
"Huh? Uncle, since you said you wanted to surrender...why don't we just let Little Crow pull the strings here and join the Mexica people?..."
"Ha! Myna, you are still too young!... First of all, we are surrendering to the Kingdom of the Lake, and to some factions in the Kingdom of the Lake who need us, not to the distant Mexican Alliance..."
Old Feather Peng Guali narrowed his eyes, paced in the shadows, and patiently analyzed with Brother Peng.
"Secondly, we can't vote for Little Crow! Why? Because he is too young, his status is not enough, and he simply cannot afford the price! If we vote for him now...he will only sell us and pave the way for him to climb up!..."
"Ancestors witness! I have been running around in circles for ten years. I have not been to any clan in the world. I am very knowledgeable!... I have sold so many gods and nobles, and now I am selling this last one.
You and your clan have been put on the stage... Then you must find someone who can bid, find the most suitable time, and sell it for the highest price!..."
"Finally, who needs us most in this vast northern land, and who can afford the highest price?"
"Well…"
My nephew, Brother Peng, scratched his head, thought hard for a while, and asked tentatively.
"Uncle, the clan has been migrating and robbing all the time, but no one seems to need us? However, if you want to name the one who can afford the highest price, it must be the bird priest from the Lake Kingdom in the northern continent! In that Thunder Town..."
"Singing Bird Priest, Leijin Town, more than a thousand miles to the north! There is also Yushan Village in the middle..."
Old Feather Peng Guali raised the corner of his mouth, this is still a "good distant grandson"...oh no, the little crow who is now a "real grandson" provided him with the exact information. Thinking of this, he licked his dry lips,
He sneered meaningfully.
"Myna, sometimes when there is no need, you can create a need! Just like a little crow doesn't need a son, but we still have to get him a son... The Songbird Priest will need us, and we can help him a lot.
Even if he doesn't, he can create huge trouble... So, he needs to pay a big price to recruit us, and we can do all the dirty work for him!..."
"Ah? Uh...I seem to understand. Uncle, you are still smart!..."
My nephew, Brother Peng, actually didn't understand, but he was shocked again. He lowered his head respectfully and saluted the old gangster uncle.
"Hey! Destiny...God's will...it's like this...like the wind blowing away feathers...um...huh?..."
Feather Peng Guali sighed twice, looked at the sky again, stared at the east before dawn, and recited half a poem in a low voice. Then, he maintained the posture of a glorious nobleman with his head raised, and remained motionless like a statue for a long time.
, but I can’t recite the elegant second half of the poem...
"Eh? Uncle? It's almost dawn... Otherwise, I can go back and take a nap for a while?..."
"Damn it! Shut up! Listen to me reciting poetry! I have suppressed my anger and am about to shout out!..."
Feather Peng Guali held it in for a long time, and was filled with anger. He threw the precious inherited feather crown on his head, directly from the top of the village wall, and threw it into the bloody mud at the bottom of the wall. Then, in the horrified eyes of his nephew,
Old Feather took off the sacrificial robe embroidered with butterflies again, raised his hand and threw it to the tree.
After smashing flowers and plants for a while, Old Feather finally calmed down. With his bare arms and big feet, he danced the bird dance tonight on the blood-stained dark red wall, with a ferocious expression on his face.
He laughed wantonly again. He smiled like this maniacally, singing the crazy poems in his heart at this moment, and the crazy poems in this life!
"Ah haha! The night demon descended from the night sky and landed on me! I lost the heavy feather crown on my head, took off the clothes of the god, and threw the glory of the nobles into the mud. It really made me happy!
…”
"Ahaha! I was once a feather, and I was once a butterfly. Those feathers are so beautiful, and that butterfly is so damn beautiful!..."
"Ahaha! But those are all fake, they are all short-lived fake smiles! Glory is just a cage of death, and faith is just the despair of sacrifice! I have been fighting the damn war, watching all the living people die, all the time
Being clenched tightly by the big hand of the shadow, my life was beating hard!..."
"Ahaha! When I was young, I was afraid of death! I betrayed everything, just to live for me, and then the clan!...Ahaha! When I am old, I fled far away, just for the survival of the clan, and then to be the living leader!
…”
"Ah haha! I've been running away for ten years, and finally I'm fucking old! The feather fell into the mud, stuck on the crawling snake, and fucking grew into a feathered serpent! The butterfly fell into the forest and was caught in the spider web
Eat the spider, and the spider will grow wings!…”
"Ahaha! The flying feathered snake, the flying winged spider, they are both poisonous and fast! And what about me? I am a snake that grows out of feathers, a spider that grows out of wings, and a night demon that eats people at night!
So I was so fast and poisonous that even the monkeys couldn't catch me, and I ate the crow in one bite!..."
"Ah ha ha ha! I am not the feather of glory, that guy is already dead... I am a night devil transformed from a feather, I am poisonous, fast, fast and poisonous! Ah ha ha ha ha! This life is really a damn thing
good!…"
"Ah! Uncle?!..."
Nephew Peng Bage's eyes widened, and he was shocked for the third time. He had never seen such an uncle before, as if he was possessed by a night demon, but he was also extremely real and incomparably far away! He was frightened and quietly took two steps back, fearful.
He prayed to all kinds of gods in the sky to drive away the "night demon" that descended on his uncle.
"Three gods! Lord god!... Please, no matter which great god it is, please drive away the night demon from my uncle!..."
Along with Bage's prayer, Feather's wild laughter suddenly stopped, like a night owl being strangled by the neck. Brother Peng looked up carefully, only to see the first ray of morning light shining from the east and falling on Feather Pengguali's head.
In eyes.
The morning light appeared and dawn came. Old Feather just stared at the sun in a daze, until the morning light filled his pupils, until the sun shone... until he burst into tears, and the ten-year night devil finally disappeared from his memory, he
Suddenly he let out a hoarse cry!
"O Lord God of the Sun! I, Feather, have surrendered to you! Give the clan a bright way to survive! Please give me one too..."
