From Chief to Ball

Not far below the mountain, there are dozens of large and small houses, which look very low, a bit like the semi-underground structure of the villages in the lower reaches of the Caohe River.

But what's even weirder is that besides these houses, there are some tents made of leather or bark outside, which can't be seen clearly from too far away, but it can be sure that they are definitely not in the same civilized style as those houses.

"Why don't they all live in the house?"

"Could it be that there used to be a tribe here who lived in the house, but they killed them all?"

Chen Jian guessed this possibility. From the distribution of those houses, it can be seen that the tribes who lived here before should be at least semi-settled tribes, and the houses are scattered.

It's a pity that they didn't seem to have any sense of crisis at all, or they were exterminated before they had time to dig trenches or tie wooden fences.

In this cruel era, everything is possible. The destruction of a nascent civilization may only take one day, but it takes decades for a civilization to walk out of the mountains.

After hearing Chen Jian's guess, those people suddenly felt cold all over. There are so many houses, at least a large tribe of three to four hundred people, so it's gone?

"someone is coming!"

The civet cat nervously pointed to the distance, a little flustered, although he couldn't see clearly, he could see a large group of people walking towards this side.

"Will you find us?"

"No, if they find us, they will ride that animal to chase after us."

Chen Jian listened carefully to the movement below and made sure that there were no wolves or dogs, so he was relieved.As long as there are no wolves or dogs, I am safe on the mountain for the time being.

After those people approached, Chen Jian realized that there were quite a few of them. Judging from their height, there were men, women and children, but it was a pity that they couldn't see their faces clearly.

Not far from the foot of the mountain, there were several huge stones with many furs and animal tails tied on them. The whole stone was dyed dark red, whether it was blood or ocher.

The stone is obviously man-made, not natural.A feldspar was placed horizontally on top of the two large stones, and there were some remnants of plant ash nearby.

Several people carried a person, probably someone from the tribe died.

Chapter 38 Aliens

Because it was far away, I couldn't see clearly. I could only guess that there was a funeral under the mountain.

It's just that this funeral was far more barbaric and cruel than Chen Jian had imagined.

At the foot of the mountain, the wizards of the tribe were covered with animal fat so that their skin would not be frostbitten no matter how cold the weather was. The fat was covered with bird feathers, as if they had grown wings and could fly to the sky.

The deceased lay flat under the blood-stained stone, and several people beat a small drum made of human skull and human skin, singing and dancing, and crying from time to time.

The elders of the two tribes walked up to the deceased and blocked the mouth, nose, eyes and ears of the deceased with mud.

They believe that all things have spirits, and the spirits of all things are closely related to the mouth, nose and ears.

You can't see the blue sky when you close your eyes, you can hear the singing river if you close your ears, and you can't smell the fragrance of flowers if you close your nostrils.

The world does not exist, because the eyes are opened, so the world exists.

They blocked the seven orifices with mud, thinking that this would keep the world in their people's bodies and would not dissipate easily.

After the blockade, these people beat the human skin drum, wishing the soul of the dead to return.

But the seven orifices have been sealed, how can the soul leave?

Two young men walked up to the dead man and used a stone chisel to cut open the dead man's celestial spirit cover.

The soul is lighter than the body, and the soul is stored in the heavenly spirit cover. Opening the heavenly spirit cover can make the soul of the deceased leave the body, but it cannot take the whole world with it.

Take out the white brain juice and distribute it to the same clansmen to eat, express their grief, and hope that the wisdom and courage of the deceased will be distributed to every clansman.

A skinny prisoner of war was brought in, and the leader personally cut the prisoner's throat with a stone knife, poured hot blood into the skull of the deceased, and then sealed it with soil and turpentine, indicating that he drank the blood before dying.

The bowls made of the skulls of two prisoners of war were also filled with blood, placed at both ends of the dead, within reach.

Finally, put the stone axes, bows and arrows of the deceased in the arms of the deceased, and firewood is piled up around them.

A few days later, some sky eagles will come to carve the flesh of the dead. They think that every falcon and crow that takes the flesh and blood of the people is the incarnation of the dead, and they just come to retrieve their own flesh.

Because people have seven orifices, after seven days, the firewood will be ignited, and the remaining flesh and blood that cannot be taken away will be turned into green smoke.

In addition to stone axes, bows and spears, there is one more important thing.

Clusters of scalp.

These scalps are usually used as handkerchiefs or hung around the necks of horses as decorations. Whoever has more scalps is the bravest member of the tribe.

These scalps were hung around the necks of the deceased as funerary objects.

Having done all this, singing and dancing for a while, these people finally left, waiting for seven days to burn the body of the dead.

As soon as the group of people left, all kinds of birds that had long been used to eating carrion stood on the rocks and chirped.

Those people didn't drive them away. On the contrary, they thought it was the process of rebirth of the soul of the dead. Otherwise, why would all these birds fly here?Why don't they fly elsewhere?

They ate the brains of the dead, and the dead had already merged with their own courage and wisdom, so there was no need for much crying.

No one stayed, for fear of disturbing the rest of the dead and disturbing the birds.

Chen Jian and the others on the mountain looked at it in a daze. Because he didn't understand these people's worldview and soulview, he didn't even have the ability to guess. He could only tell that it was a weird funeral in his opinion.

When it was evening, Chen Jian whispered, "Let's go and see that corpse."

"Are you going?"

"I will go with the wolf skin and the civet cat. If we are discovered, you should return to the village immediately and repair the city wall as soon as possible."

Chen Jian didn't say any more, and after he settled down, he quietly came to the stone near the dark sky and scared away the birds that were still pecking.

The eyes of the dead are the softest. Even though they are covered with a layer of mud, they have been pecked to pieces by these carrion birds.

The three looked at each other in amazement, not because of the pecked flesh of the deceased, but because of the skin color and hair of the deceased!

Wolfpi was startled and said, "It doesn't look the same as us! Is this a human?"

"right?"

"Why is his hair the same color as Dodo's droppings? It's not black! Look at his eye sockets, they are so much higher than ours, and there is skin, a bit like lime?"

The civet cat took the pile of scalps that were strung together, touched them with his hands, and said, "It's very soft, they can also tan leather?"

"Look at this bow and arrow!"

The wolf skin took the bow that was buried with him, and pulled it with his hand. The bow is shorter, and there is not much difference in the overall view.

But the bowstring is more elastic than his own hemp rope, as if some animal's hair was twisted together.