If you keep making noise, I won’t stand it anymore!

These days, Captain Liu and his wife have been accompanying Soma to wander around the tribe, play, and spend time with him.

The war was over, and Meixiang's affairs in the tribe also came to a temporary end. In addition, letters from Chu Zeming and Feng Yijiajia came one after another, urging her to do her job. The wolf in charge of delivering the letters had run so hard that his legs were thin. He surrounded Meixiang and acted like a spoiled child, begging for comfort.

On this day, Meixiang once again bid farewell to the great elder.

"Can't you stay a little longer?" The great elder tried his best to keep them. Ever since Meixiang appeared, the appearance of the tribe could be described as changing day by day, and everyone was full of energy.

The people in the tribe naturally wanted to keep her for a long time, especially the great elder and others. With Meixiang around, they felt like they had a reassurance pill. Even if they did nothing, they felt at ease just by seeing her every day.

Meixiang looked at him with a smile, this old man was really cute sometimes. In order to get her to stay with him for a little longer, he had been doing a lot of little things secretly recently.

It's about the feeding of cattle and sheep, the preparation of goat milk, food additives, etc. Finally, people came to ask specifically how these animals reproduce.

Later, they forced him to stay for a few more days on the pretext that Captain Liu and his wife needed to cultivate their relationship with Soma.

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"Speaking of which, ever since the Saint came to the tribe, she has been taking care of all the big and small things for the tribe, and has never formally introduced you to the members of the various tribes. We have always felt guilty about this, as this has never happened before." The Great Elder glanced at Meixiang and sighed.

"Almost everyone here knows me now." Meixiang held the tea bowl and smiled to interrupt him.

"How can they be the same? This is the tradition of the tribe, and it is also the recognition of the saint's identity. This cannot be missing." The great elder said angrily.

"and then?"

"We have discussed it, and ten days from now will be a good day."

Facing Meixiang's teasing look, the elder's eyes quickly rolled twice, "Eight days later is a good day."

"I don't have that much time. There are still many things waiting for me in Liuzhou Prefecture. Here, look." Meixiang raised her chin towards the table behind her. The letters on it were already half a foot high.

"Five days." The elder gritted his teeth.

"General Situ, you will have to set out to return to the capital in six days."

"Time is too tight, and there is no time to prepare the saint's dress."

Meixiang looked at him and couldn't bear to reject his kindness. "Then just wear my long gown. We'll set off right after the day after tomorrow morning."

Meixiang made the final decision. The Great Elder opened his mouth, but seeing that she did not want to negotiate, he finally nodded and hurriedly arranged for people to prepare for the various matters related to the grand gift.

Not long after the great elder said goodbye, the whole tribe was in an uproar. Everyone was beaming with joy, telling each other about the event and welcoming this important moment together.

The third elder brought several maids who were good at embroidery to cut new clothes for Meixiang and Situ Yidong. Since the traditional day when a red plum blossom appeared between Situ Yidong's eyebrows, although he has not yet gotten married, he has been recognized as the saintly husband by the entire tribe. His participation is indispensable at such an important moment.

Even the second elder, who had been following Chen San and Feng Yijiaman around the back mountain for days, returned to the tribe obediently and grabbed Meixiang and Situ Yidong to introduce the process of the ceremony.

Only then did they realize that they had encountered the most critical problem - Meixiang did not know how to dance the Prayer Dance.

This is a skill that every saint has cultivated since the beginning, and it is also an indispensable part of every sacrificial activity of the tribe.

"What should we do?" Everyone in the room stared at each other, at a loss for a moment. Even if they learned and applied it now, it would be too late.

Someone thought of Soma, but before he could open his mouth, he rejected the idea. How could a real saint be watching from below while a fake saint was dancing to the heaven? Just thinking about this scene was too funny to watch.

Meixiang, who was directing Xiaosan and Liu Xiaomei to weave a backpack, looked up and said, "Don't worry about this anymore. I have my own arrangements. You just need to follow my instructions."

Even if you haven't eaten pork, you have seen pigs run. Meixiang has always believed that the ancient sacrifices seen on TV in the 21st century are more solemn and ritualistic. Since she, an outsider who parachuted in, has been recognized by the Saint's Palace, then the other things are just formalities.

Hearing this, the Great Elder and others secretly sighed. At this point, there was nothing they could do but try their best.

Meixiang didn't let them worry about this for too long. An hour later, Xiaosan delivered the detailed schedule of tomorrow's activities to the hands of the elder. So far, another tradition of the tribe has been broken, and it has left people speechless.

The next morning, just as the sky was getting light, Meixiang and the others had already gotten up and started packing their luggage and preparing dry food for the journey. After the ceremony, they had no time to eat, and after just a glass of water and wine, they set off.

Mr. Dou was thinking about all the rare herbs he found along the way. He was worried about sending other people to dig for some of the species, so Mei De decided to take the back mountain road on the way back.

Fortunately, this time, Fat Tiger, Little Fat and their friends helped, so they didn't have to worry about the distance, and there was free labor to help with the shipping. So these days, Meixiang and Xiaosan wove a lot of backpacks to carry the herbs.

In order to deter the people in the tribe and prevent someone from following her example and trying to cross the back mountain to reach Haoyue, when they set out into the back mountain tomorrow, Meixiang specifically told the two little ones that their little friends who had been circling around Hutou Mountain and refused to leave these days could show up together.

In addition to the power of faith, those who have special ideas must also consider whether they have the ability to deal with these beasts before taking action. They recognize Meixiang, but they may not recognize them.

Today's process is very simple. In the first step, Meixiang will dress up and lead the team to worship heaven and earth, the ancestral temple, which is the Holy Maiden Temple, and the ancestral tombs located opposite Hutou Mountain. In the second step, Meixiang will step onto the altar to accept worship from all the tribesmen. Finally, Meixiang will announce her status as the new generation of Holy Maiden to the entire tribe.

When Meixiang and Situ Yidong stepped onto the altar at the same time, the colorful plum blossom between their eyebrows, the Holy Maiden Temple, the altar, Hutou Mountain and the tomb all emitted dazzling colorful light, making people dare not look directly at it.

Sanskrit sounds also rang out at the same time, and the beasts on the back mountain roared together, making the ears endless.

Situ Yidong, Fat Tiger and Xiaopang stood by Meixiang's side the whole time, not slowing down a step.

The great elder took the lead, ran on the ground, prostrated himself, and paid homage to the saint.

This was the most unique coronation ceremony of the Saint in the history of the tribe. There were no sacrificial dances and no complicated procedures, but it was the most shocking ceremony.

"Let's drink a glass of wine together, and we will be a family from now on. We will share honor and disgrace, happiness and misfortune." On the altar, Meixiang raised the glass high and drank it all in one gulp.