After promulgating the selection criteria for underage slaves, Han Cheng basically said everything he needed to say.

As the leader of the tribe, after the eldest brother said a few words, it was time for the witch to perform.

Hold a formal meeting to worship the gods, tell the gods about the good things that happened in the tribe, thank the gods, and pray that the gods will continue to bless the tribe, so that the tribe can get more good things and make the tribe bigger

Being rich and powerful is something that Wu has been thinking about for many days.

Now that Senior Brother and the others are back, they held such a meeting today, so it is logical to put the meeting to worship the gods after this meeting.

Many things will change as objective conditions change, such as the sacrifices to gods in tribes.

At the beginning, it was carried out in the tribe's cave.

Later, as houses were built in the tribe, people moved out of the caves and came to live in the houses. The totem poles in the tribe were moved to the houses. When sacrifices were needed, they were removed from the houses.

Lift it into the cave.

Now, as the number of people in the tribe continues to increase, the caves in the tribe can no longer accommodate so many people, so even the location of sacrifices has been changed.

Moreover, it was Wu, a person who was generally reluctant to make too many changes when it came to matters such as gods and worshiping gods, who took the initiative to move the place where gods were worshiped from the cave to Qingque Square.

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Han Cheng naturally agreed to such a thing very happily.

Although he is the Son of God in the tribe and is nominally the most powerful man in the tribe, he is far less sincere than Wu when it comes to things like offering sacrifices to the gods.

It’s really because the tribe is what it is today because of the hard work of him and the people in the tribe, and it really has nothing to do with God.

Of course, he did not object to these things, let alone say anything to overthrow the gods.

This is not only because he still bears the title of a son of God and exudes a halo, but more importantly, the tribe is far from developed to the point where it is necessary to completely break the belief.

For today's tribes, the positive significance of carrying out this primitive sacrifice far outweighs the negative significance for the tribe.

Moreover, society and things develop in stages, and what is suitable for the actual situation of the tribe is the most practical.

Applying something that is too advanced to a stage that is not suitable for it will not only fail to achieve the expected effect, but will cause harm to the tribe and affect its development.

Han Cheng did not object to this level of primitive belief and worship in the tribe.

More often than not, one watches from a perspective similar to that of a bystander, just like watching a temple fair in later generations.

Amidst the sound of gongs and drums, the totem pole placed in the house where Han Cheng and Wu lived was carried out by the senior brother and the others, and then carried to the stage which had been tidied up again.

Under the fluttering blue bird flag, a more rough and primitive totem pole stood there. Han Cheng, the Son of God, stood beside the totem as before, enjoying the same treatment as a totem pole.

In front of Han Cheng and the totem pole, there were several tables covered with red linen cloth, on which were placed items used to worship the gods.

There are no such things as the three animals or the five animals that were commonly used in ancient times.

Placed above are the rice that Han Cheng brought back from Jinguan City, white kaolin clay, a bowl of cold well water just drawn from the well, a piece of meteorite, and a white skull.

These things are all obtained by the tribe this year. They represent the strength of the tribe and the tribe is getting better and better.

In Han Cheng's opinion, such sacrificial objects are far more meaningful than the three animals.

In front of the stage, a pile of flames has been lit, which is also an indispensable tool for witches to formally perform sacrifices to the gods.

On the one hand, this is because people in this era generally have a reverence for fire, thinking that it is a sacred thing that can also bring harm to people.

On the other hand, without the blazing flames, people always feel that there is a lot less sense of ceremony.

Looking at the burning flames, the shaman with a feather crown on his head and a bone staff in his hand, his whole state was different, filled with reverence, excitement, and piety.

On the stage, Han Cheng, who was standing next to the totem pole, was not as excited as the witch. Instead, he narrowed his eyes.

Of course it's not because I can't stand it anymore, but because the green smoke blown by the wind reaches my eyes.

In addition to the changes in the venue for large-scale sacrifices, another major change is that the person performing sacrifices this time is not just a witch.

As the next adult shaman in the tribe who has been trained by shamans for several years, Shitou also appeared this time.

He was dressed the same as the witch, with a feather crown on his head and a bone staff in his hand.

It's just that compared with the feather crown on the witch's head, the feathers on the crown on his head are much sparser, and they are far less bright than the feather crown on the witch's head, and the bone staff in his hand is not as big as the bone staff in the witch's hand.

In fact, Shitou doesn't really like to do such things.

This is not only because he feels that these things are very complicated and difficult to remember or talk about, but they are also far less interesting than other things.

The more important reason is that after so many years, God has never talked to me, let alone talked to me, or even given me any enlightenment.

This kind of thing made Shitou very uncomfortable, and as a result, he lost some patience and some respect for the cold God.

If it weren't for the fact that Wu had told him with confidence more than once that Wu himself had received revelations from the gods and had communicated with them, Shitou would have wanted to hold the totem pole in the tribe and ask him who the gods were.

Not asleep.

Sometimes, I even want to slap the totem pole twice to wake up the sleeping gods...

Shitou had practiced sacrificial matters many times before under the guidance of Wu. After confirming the holding of this sacrificial meeting and allowing Shitou to play with him, Wu Shitou has stepped up his attacks on Shitou in the past few days, so

Although this was the first time Shitou had done such a thing in front of everyone, he was not too timid or panicked.

As the big brother beat the big drum, a primitive and simple sacrifice began.

The shaman wearing a feather crown and holding a bone staff in his hand, and two similarly dressed stones, began to dance.

Shitou basically followed the witch the whole time, and he would do whatever the witch did.

While dancing, the two of them muttered words that only they themselves could understand from time to time.

The two people not only danced in place, sometimes they would circle around the fire, and twice they went directly to the high platform and circled around the totem pole and Han Cheng standing next to the totem pole.

After dancing continuously for a while, under the leadership of Wu, the two people got off the stage and circled around the Qingque tribe members who stood in the square and looked very sacred and pious...

"God!"

After jumping up and down for a while, Shitou felt that he was extremely tired and could hardly bear it anymore. The shaman who had been dancing finally stopped and stood in the open space between the burning bonfire and the totem pole.

He shouted loudly in front of the totem pole, his voice was pious, and he didn't sound tired at all.

Everyone who had already been moved by such an atmosphere also shouted loudly along with the witch, and followed the witch's example by placing their hands in front of themselves and saluting the totem pole.

"Son of God!"

The witch raised the bone staff in his hand, raised his arms and shouted loudly with great piety and enthusiasm. Then he held the bone staff in his hand again, put his hand on his chest, and bent down deeply.

"Son of God!"

Shitou and the rest of the tribe imitated the shaman's approach and raised their right hands and shouted in unison, full of reverence.

Junior Brother Sha and the other fifty people on guard duty raised the weapons in their hands high, shouted loudly, and then bowed down to salute respectfully.

For a moment, the entire tribe was filled with rumbling sounds, and everyone leaned down. Only Han Cheng, who was standing on the totem pole, stood alone.

I have to say that this feeling is indeed very wonderful. Even a person like Han Cheng, who has no big ambitions and just wants to develop the tribe quietly, can't help but feel a little excited at this time.

Fortunately, as a time traveler who has seen the world, Han Cheng quickly suppressed some other thoughts arising from such a scene.

It's not that he can really be pure and devoid of any thoughts, but because the current situation of the tribe does not allow him to have such thoughts at all.

In Qingque's eleventh year, after absorbing the Feng and Linfeng tribes, the total population of the tribe reached 1,169, and the total citizen population was 807.

Among them, there are 123 male adult citizens and 225 female adult citizens, for a total of 348 people.

There are 459 minors.

There are 362 slaves in the tribe, including 182 adult slaves and 100 minor slaves.

This year, due to the Blackstone Allied Forces coming to attack the Tongshan residential area and the addition of the Creek tribe, the population has experienced explosive growth.

There were more than 450 people obtained from the Blackstone Alliance twice. Adding in the 58 people from the Xi tribe, the number suddenly reached 520 people.

It was almost one-half of the total population of the previous Qingque tribe.

Including the newborn babies in the tribe in more than half a year, the Qingque tribe now has a total of 1,732 people.

By the end of the year, after the one hundred slaves in the tribe are released as citizens of the tribe, plus the 19 people who can reach adulthood before the end of the year, the number of adult citizens in the tribe will reach 467.

After the selection standards for underage slaves are implemented, a large number of underage slaves will become citizens of the tribe within a short period of time.

Han Cheng made a rough estimate. According to the current trend, by the end of this year, there will be approximately 1,150 citizens and more than 600 slaves in the tribe.

This kind of population is really very large for people like Wu and others who live in this era and have never seen a large tribe.

But Han Cheng, who came from later generations, knew that a village in the plains had a population similar to that of a tribe, or even larger than that of a tribe.

Under such circumstances, even if some thoughts really arise, he will not implement them.

Because this is really too childish.

The best thing for today's tribes to do is to slowly develop and strengthen themselves.

As the tribe develops, grows stronger, and the population increases, some things will naturally happen.

Even if it doesn't appear, Han Cheng only needs a little guidance.

There were a lot of things going on today. After a meeting to worship the gods, the totem pole was returned to the room again for placement.

As for everyone, they did not disperse because there were still some things they had not done.

Under the arrangements of some people in the tribe, the people of the Yuanxi tribe, headed by the leader of the Yuanxi tribe, came out in large numbers and came to the high platform under the Qingque flag. Then they came up one by one to let the respected Son of God personally serve them.
To be continued...