Chapter 147: Ferocious Wild Chicken
Watching the Divine Child drooling at the wild chicken, Tie Tou felt his tribe could have chicken for lunch today.
This wild chicken had a rather aggressive personality. Even when held in Tie Tou's hands, it was not cooperative. It fluttered its wings occasionally and tilted its head, seemingly trying to peck at Tie Tou. However, Tie Tou skillfully avoided its attempts.
Feeling annoyed by the flapping, Tie Tou contemplated killing the chicken, as they planned to eat it for lunch anyway.
"Hey!"
Suddenly, Tie Tou let out a cry of pain, clutching his groin and hopping on one foot.
It wasn't because he discovered Tie Tou's intention to kill the chicken. Han Cheng, who was daydreaming about eating chicken eggs, was infuriated by Tie Tou's misuse of the opportunity and decided to retaliate using a widely known technique called "monkey steals peach." However, Tie Tou's leather skirt had somehow shifted to the front, exposing a certain bean-sized object.
Sensing the murderous intent of the chicken, it decided to go down together, taking the chance to peck at Tie Tou like a little chicken pecking at a bug.
"Stop, stop. Don't kill it."
Seeing this unexpected scene, Han, who had just awakened from his chicken egg thoughts, was stunned at first, then couldn't help but burst into laughter.
Seeing Tie Tou, who was furious but holding back the pain, intending to kill the chicken, Han quickly spoke up to prevent it.
Upon hearing Han's words, Tie Tou naturally couldn't avenge his brother anymore. Seeing the chicken tilting its head and looking at him, he quickly extended his arms, keeping them away from him.
After confirming that there was nothing exposed in her short skirt, Ru Hua took the chicken from Tie Tou.
Seeing the chicken tilting its head to peek under Ru Hua's short skirt, Han Cheng almost couldn't help but burst into laughter again.
Under Han Cheng's signal, Ru Hua grabbed the root of the fierce chicken's wing and twisted its head back, using her thumb to hold it. This way, the chicken, who always tried dirty tricks, couldn't act recklessly.
Of course, Han specifically instructed Ru Hua not to press too hard to avoid the chicken suffocating to death.
The group from the Green Sparrow tribe, filled with the joy of the harvest, headed back to the tribe.
Of course, the one with the strange walking posture, Tie Tou, was excluded from the joyful group.
Han Cheng checked Tie Tou's injuries only on the surface, and the vital parts were well-protected. In a few days, he would be fine, nothing serious.
However, he had to lay low for the next few days.
On the rooftop, the Elder Senior Brother, who was laying tiles, saw the returning group and couldn't help but widen his eyes.
There was a plump rabbit with bound legs in each of Shaman's hands. Ru Hua carried a wild chicken, while another person had a fox on their shoulder.
The Elder Senior Brother used to take people from the tribe for hunting frequently. After a day of hard work, they often didn't get as much prey as this.
Divine Child and the others went out for less than a morning, bringing back so much game. Moreover, among the ten people, there were an elderly shaman and a young Divine Child who could not hunt.
This was truly a miracle.
Thinking excitedly like this, he remembered yesterday when Divine Child took people out with a rope, and he became somewhat puzzled.
Didn't Divine Child say they were going to catch rabbits? Why did they bring back rabbits, a chicken, and a fox?
"Crack!"
A loud sound rang out. The excited Elder Senior Brother threw away the tiles in his hands, came to the roof's edge, skipped the ladder, and jumped down.
"Divine Child. Shaman."
He eagerly came to Han Cheng and Shaman, asking urgently to know what was happening.
The people working, seeing the leader, the Elder Senior Brother, stopping his work, also put down their tools one after another and gathered here to share the joy of the harvest.
Among them, apart from the Elder Senior Brother, the leader of the original pig tribe, Shang, stood at the forefront.
He had suffered heavy losses due to food issues and had always been concerned about food. Now, seeing that the Divine Child and others had brought back so much game quickly, he naturally wanted to know how they did it.
"Divine Child!"
"Divine Child!"
After Shaman told everyone about this miraculous event and raised the rope and rabbits high, another round of thunderous cheers erupted from the people in the tribe.
The common ropes in the tribe, after a slight modification, could be left outdoors overnight to catch prey, and the quantity was abundant. This was truly a miracle.
At the suggestion of Shaman, who walked with joy and a peculiar posture, all activities of the Green Sparrow tribe temporarily ceased. He wanted to lead the tribe in holding a ceremony to offer these as sacrifices to the gods and to express gratitude to the gods for their favor towards the Green Sparrow tribe.
The flames blazed, creating intense heat.
In the middle of the hot summer, the bonfire was naturally hot. Standing on the edge of the totem pole, Han Cheng was already sweating profusely.
Before the ceremony began, Han Cheng suggested to Shaman that they could dispel the flames. Still, Shaman shook his head, saying the previous shaman passed it down, and fire was necessary during the ceremony.
Thinking about it, Han Cheng felt that without the flames, the mystery and ceremonial sense of the ceremony would be reduced by about half, so he didn't say anything more.
So now, he was covered in sweat.
For Han Cheng, he could understand having flames during the ceremony.
After all, the fire had saved humanity from the era of eating raw meat and drinking blood. It was an extremely important part of human evolutionary history.
In this era of widespread nature worship, people feared and revered fire, which was quite normal.
Every time during the ceremony, Shaman's physical strength would become extremely good. Standing here without moving, Han Cheng was covered in sweat and felt exhausted.
On the other hand, the shaman bounced around with a feathered crown and a bone staff, full of passion, without showing any signs of aging.
It seemed like he could live for another ten years without any problem.
"Heavenly God!"
Shaman finally stopped his dance, came to the totem pole where the rabbits, mountain chickens, foxes, and the rabbit trap were placed, and respectfully performed a ceremony in front of the totem pole, praising Heavenly God. Then, he performed a ceremony towards Han Cheng, praising the Divine Child. The other people in the tribe followed suit.
The wild chicken and rabbit, placed as sacrifices, watched this solemn scene with fear.
The terrifying part for the fierce chicken was still to come. After coming down from the sacrificial platform alive, the ferocious little monkey took a burning stick in one hand and burned its wings.
In a panic, the fierce chicken wanted to peck the little bugs on the monkey. However, it didn't find anything after looking around for a long time with its head tilted.
Unaware of the burning of the chicken wings, Han Cheng, who was focused on burning off the feathers, didn't know that his airtight leather pants had protected him once again without him noticing.
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