I am a primitive

The spoils of war have been distributed, and the prisoners have been initially settled, and another important thing is about to be carried out...

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In the masonry room near the corner of the Qingque Tribe, the masons were squatting there and knocking on the stones.

The stone that was hammered this time was very large, more than three meters high, nearly half a meter thick, and almost half a meter wide.

This is a big project, and God’s Son is pressing very hard, so besides Wood, an old-fashioned stonemason, there are several other stonemasons brought out by Wood in the tribe who participated in the production.

Amidst the jingling sound, Mu Mu looked at the stone tablet that had been formed, and began to carefully buckle the paper on which the Son of God had written on the stone tablet.

Carefully get it right, leaving traces of words on the stone tablet, and the wood begins to dry with a hammer and a chisel.

Carving characters on stones is a technical job that requires wood to do it yourself. Several other apprentices continued to beat around the stele with hammers and chisels, making final repairs, trying to make the stele more neat and beautiful. .

Because the Son of God said that this stele is very important.

In the carpenter's room, Lai was not idle, and led a few apprentices to beat and beat.

As they continued to beat, a large sledge gradually took shape.

Shenzi said that this was to transport the large stele outside.

On the mountain where the Qingque Tribe is backed, extending to the east for more than a mile, there is a not too big mountain bag. More than half of the trees on the mountain bag have been cut down, and artificially planted on it. Mulberry saplings.

Wait, wait until another batch of mulberry saplings cultivated in the tribe takes shape, the remaining trees here will also be cut down, and all of them will be planted with mulberry trees.

There is a flat land next to this hill, which has been opened up as a field by the industrious Qingque tribe two years ago.

Now, part of the snow covered here has been cleared away. Someone lit a fire on the ground here, and after the surface layer of soil was burned to soften, they excavated with things like shovels and copper shovels.

There are deer-pulled sledges coming and going here, pulling the stones on the northwest side of the tribe here.

The big brother and other construction masters used the stones they pulled and mixed with lime to build them here.

What they built was a stone wall, which was not long, and surrounded about an acre of land.

The stone wall is not high, and after one meter above the ground, it has been completed.

After the completion of the work, the senior brother and others began to use relatively regular stones to build a stone platform on the outside of the gate facing the center of the stone wall and five meters away from the gate.

There is a rectangular vacancy in the middle of the stone platform, which is used for planting steles.

The days passed quietly in such busyness.

As the commander-in-chief of this matter, Han Cheng and Han Dashenzi conducted inspections and corrections from time to time.

When the stele was finally carved and the stone platform in front of the courtyard with only low walls was finally built, following Han Cheng's order, the large stone stele wrapped in undyed sackcloth stood in front of everyone. Amid the sound of chant, it was carried out of the house and placed on the large sledge.

The four donkeys that hadn't pulled much except for people and things, and under the joint leadership of four deer headed by Mr. Lu, the stele was pulled out of the tribe by a road and came to the stone platform. forward.

A rope was tied to the top of the stone tablet, and sticks were tied around the stone tablet. With the strength of the crowd, the stone tablet was placed on the stone platform...

Half a day later, this stone tablet wrapped in white linen stood here.

Many people in the tribe looked up at the big stone tablet, wanting to know what words were engraved on it, but because it was wrapped in white cloth, they couldn't see it clearly...

In the Qingque tribe, the tragic death of the sheep tribe that was covered in ice and snow after returning was picked up.

He was put on a new suit and his face was tidied up. He was lying on something like a stretcher with a circle of green leaves around his body. Covered with flags, the chest and face are exposed for people to admire.

The leader of the sheep tribe, with only a few bones remaining, is packed in a jar and is also dressed in the same way.

Under Han Cheng's order, the women of the Qingque Tribe combed their hair seriously today, and made their clothes as smooth and clean as possible.

The men in the tribe shave off their beards with copper knives dipped in warm water, and also tidy up their clothes.

Then Han Cheng asked people to hand out white linen strips to everyone.

These linen cloths were transported by the Fire Tribe. Although they have improved compared to before, most of them are still too thick, and it doesn't hurt to tear them into strips at this time.

Most of the people in the Qingque Tribe who received the thin strips of white linen were at a loss, not knowing what the Son of God was doing with it.

Han Cheng didn't say much, but tied the linen strip in his hand to his left arm in front of everyone.

Seeing this, everyone in the tribe followed suit.

After tying up the cloth strips, Han Cheng came to the crowd in Surong, and stretched out his hands to personally tie up some people who hadn't tied up the cloth strips, or tidy up those who were tied crookedly.

When doing these things, Han Cheng kept a serious face the whole time and didn't say a word.

Infected by this atmosphere, the people who were still whispering gradually quieted down. Many people stood on the Qingque Square, but there was no sound.

Today's weather was gloomy, and it snowed unknowingly. Han Cheng didn't dodge, and continued with these things. The rest of the people didn't move either, and stood solemnly in the snow.

"rise!"

After tidying up his appearance, Han Cheng returned to the place where Chen Fang's body was, and shouted in a deep voice. The people who had been arranged before bent down and lifted two stretchers covered with blue bird flags.

Han Cheng got on the sledge pulled by Uncle Lu, held a drumstick in his hand, and slammed it on the drum, and the thunderous sound of the drum spread around.

Tie Tou led Uncle Lu forward, Wu and the senior brother stood together on the sledge, and behind the sledge were the leader of the sheep tribe who was being carried and the dead member of the sheep tribe.

The rest of the arms were wrapped with white linen strips, and the members of the Qingque tribe followed behind and walked outside.

The snowflakes were falling, and the surroundings were completely white. The team moved forward, everyone looked solemn, and walked silently. No one spoke, only the thunderous drums sounded from time to time.

This drum sound, when they attacked the Bannong tribe before, everyone felt their blood boiling when they heard it, but now, when they heard it, they were only depressed and sad.

Lao Yang and a few people from the Yuanyang tribe were suddenly blurred by tears while walking...

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"stop!"

The wind brought snowflakes down one after another, and the white linen cloth wrapped on the stone tablet was constantly agitated by the wind.

Han Cheng, who was beating the drum all the way, came to the stone tablet, beat the drum vigorously, and then shouted.

Tietou stood on his feet, the sledge stopped, Han Cheng and Wu Mai stepped off the sledge and came to the stone tablet.

The eldest brother took the drumstick from Han Cheng's hand and stood on the sledge without getting off.

The two groups carried the leader of the sheep tribe and the man from the sheep tribe who died tragically when they attacked the Bannong tribe, and they came to the stone tablet together. Su Rong carefully put down the stretcher on his shoulders.