Chapter 1736 Qianling Tribe IV
After the night rain, the sky actually cleared up, revealing the long-lost stars. Bing Zhixie recalled the situation just now, shook his head and laughed. The customs of the Qianling tribe were really unbearable. He shot out the light array with one hand, and the Moonlight Dragon burst out of the array with a glistening hazy halo under the night starry sky.
"Gone." Bing Zhixie teleported and landed on the metallic silver back of the Moonlight Dragon. His petite body sank slightly under the weight of his master, and he flapped his wings vigorously.
After the new rain, there was silence at night. The beasts in the forest seemed too lazy to move, and there was no sound for a while. It's really scary to be alone here.
Suddenly, a cold cat cry came from the curtain forest in the mountains. The sound was not loud, and Bing Zhixie should not have been able to hear it originally, but he could hear it clearly.
There was another cat cry, the sound was so cold that it made people feel chilly in their hearts. Bing Zhixie's heart trembled and she looked down. The silver moonlight dragon heard the familiar cat's meow, and without waiting for its master's instructions, it leaned over and flew above the treetops.
Bing Zhixie opened his all-seeing eye and saw the figure of a kitten disappearing at the end of his sight in the woods. It seemed to be able to sense the range of Bing Zhixie's vision. When I chased him, I found the cat nowhere to be found. Bing Zhixie's brows furrowed. What was the purpose of this little black cat? Why did it appear again and again to attract his attention? Reminiscent of the fact that the pregnant woman, Loren, was discovered because of the guidance of this cat. Could it be that she was guiding something?
Just as he was about to leave, the little black cat appeared, and the condition of the pregnant woman from the Qianling tribe was the same as that of Luo Lan... Bing Zhixie frowned, and the Moonlight Dragon spit out dark blue Heyan and made an unhappy sound. The sound made me feel like I was being played by a tiny creature.
In fact, Bing Zhixie was also very unhappy. He felt like he was being led by a kitten. From the pregnant woman Luolan to the wooden building in the forest, and then to the Qianling tribe, the direction of his actions was always being led by the little kitten. The black cat leads. Of course, Bing Zhixie is not a narrow-minded person. He will not compete with a cat. He thinks more about the cat's purpose.
Bing Zhixie looked in the direction of the Qianling tribe. This mysterious female tribe made him more suspicious. He thought for a while and flew back to the direction of the tribe.
Before dawn the next day, the tribe's people had already begun to get busy. Some people began to deal with the bodies of yesterday's victims. They built a wooden tower in the center of the tribe's open space and placed the bodies around it. At dawn, the grandmothers came out of the cave, and they seemed to be preparing for the burial ceremony. Bing Zhixie squatted on the cliff above the waterfall and looked at the scene below, thinking that the Qianling tribe was going to cremate the victims. Unexpectedly, it didn't.
Cremation in the forest is not a very wise choice. The Qianling tribe set the wooden tower on fire, but the surrounding area was separated by sand. Until the wooden tower was burned to ashes, and the surrounding corpses were roasted to a crispy brown. Soon, the smell of meat attracted many flying dragons. These flying dragons began to peck at the corpses of the dead on the ground, while the people around them smeared blood and paint on their faces and bodies, and performed ritual dances.
It all seemed to be going smoothly and normally. In the afternoon, the people of the Qianling tribe were doing their own things in an orderly manner. People are hunting, and people are picking. There are several fields beside the waterfall, and people are planting seedlings in them. Some people in the village are raising chickens, ducks, pigs and cattle, and some are raising sheep. The two chained cave beasts became the largest labor force in the village. They were forced to carry a large amount of smelting ore from the distant valley, and they also carried some thick logs back for repair and reinforcement. They were destroyed by wild beasts at night. The outer wall of the village.
In the evening, they held another ceremony.
This ceremony was conducted with pregnant women as the main body. Eight pregnant women with big bellies controlled by Huanxuevine were pushed to the center of the village. The grandmother came out of the cave, held the sky in her hands, knelt down and murmured to herself. . Then he took a small wooden bottle from the tribesman. The vial was uncorked and held in front of the noses of the pregnant women for a few seconds. Then everyone gathered together and started singing.
The singing lasted for a long time and the ceremony lasted for a long time. It wasn't until the moon came out in the evening that the motionless pregnant women began to make physical movements. Gradually, the parasitic raccoon blood vines on their bodies began to wither, and their consciousness returned to normal. The pregnant women who regained consciousness made uncomfortable sounds of pain and sat on the ground as if they were about to give birth. At this time, the elderly people in the tribe came forward with basins to deliver the baby, while the powerful female warriors in their prime formed three circles inside and outside, stepping and stamping their feet in unison to encourage the pregnant women to give birth.
The delivery lasted for more than half an hour. When each child was born, the people of the Qianling tribe let out excited howls. When the child was stillborn, the tribesmen cried out in sorrow. In this way, eight pregnant women gave birth to nine children, four of which were stillborn and were placed aside. The remaining people rejoiced around the surviving child. They were held high in the hands of the elders of the clan and bowed to God in thanksgiving.
Bing Zhixie looked at the situation below and looked over the whole process. He didn't think there was anything unusual, except that the stillbirth rate was a bit high. However, when giving birth in such a natural environment, the conditions are harsh, and it may be normal for more fetal deaths to occur.
The delivery ceremony was over, and the third ceremony was held immediately afterwards. Bing Zhixie thought that they had quite a lot of rituals, so the people from the Qianling tribe pushed three young women with slightly bulging bellies up and planted new raccoon blood vines on their bodies. Seeing this, Bing Zhixie finally noticed something strange. Not all pregnant women in the Qianling tribe were infested with blood vines. Among these people, there was a woman with a large belly who was about to give birth soon, but her body was not parasitized by blood vines. This shows that it is not a universal rule for the Qianling tribe to parasitize raccoon blood vines on pregnant women, but they do so selectively. But is there any meaning in this?
The ceremony went on very late, around ten o'clock in the evening, before everyone returned to the cave to rest.
Bing Zhixie leaned on a wild Pegasus, stroking its mane, thinking for a while but still couldn't figure it out. He stretched out his body and flew down the cliff.
Falling into the village of the Qianling tribe, the two dull-witted cave beasts sensed the different temperature and heat source in front of them, opened their big toad-like mouths, and let out a low cry like a pigeon. . This quickly alerted several dogs that were tied up inside the village. They were about to bark when the silver moonlight dragon passed over the village, frightening them so much that they fell to the ground and did not dare to make a sound.
Bing Zhixie asked the Moonlight Dragon to stay outside, bathing in the rare moonlight, and dived towards the Qianling tribe's abdominal cavity. When we came to the outside of the cave in the front of the mountain, there were people guarding the cave. There was a stone room on the left side of the cave. Dead babies delivered in the evening are placed here.
Bing Zhixie walked silently to the stone room. The stone room was not big. There was a door with a bolt but no lock. He gently opened the bolt, and a light source shone forward on his hand. Sure enough, I saw four dead babies wrapped in a piece of animal skin and placed on a stone bed polished with raw stone. Curious, he took a closer look and found that they were four ordinary dead babies. They had been washed clean, but their bodies were a little green and black.
Bing Zhixie touched her nose and wondered if these babies were poisoned? He didn't know that a similar situation would occur if a baby was stillborn due to lack of oxygen. But he thinks this is not poisoning. At least the other five babies born are fine, right?
Not seeing the trick, Bing Zhixie was about to leave when he suddenly turned around and took another look: "Female. Are they all baby girls?" The four babies who died on the stone bed were all baby girls. He recalled that eight pregnant women gave birth in the evening. At that time, it seemed that all the children born were girls.
Bing Zhixie's heart was moved: "Could it be that all the children born in this tribe are women?" He smiled unconsciously: "This is a bit interesting. I have never heard of any ethnic group that only gives birth to children. It's a girl. There must be something wrong here."
He closed the door and came out, and happened to meet two female warriors coming out of the cave. They were startled when they saw Bing Zhixie.
“…”
Bing Zhixie rushed up and covered their mouths: “Shh, don’t shout, I mean no harm.”
The two female warriors were not frightened. Instead, they smiled and reached out to touch Bing Zhixie's body. Bing Zhixie was frightened and quickly backed away: "Hey, you guys..."
The two female warriors were mumbling something, looking very happy, and kept approaching him. Reach out and catch him. Bing Zhixie realized that the two people didn't understand what she was saying. Thinking of the woman with short flat hair, she hurriedly said: "Kun, Kun~!"
The two men couldn't catch the man in front of them. , very unhappy, and even more unhappy when he heard him shouting 'Kun''s name. One by one, they tore open their clothes, exposed their bodies, and made gestures with their bodies, as if to show that they were better than Kun, causing Bing Zhixie to quickly come towards them.
Bing Zhixie smiled dryly, and was even more embarrassed when she saw them spreading their legs and sticking out their buttocks. Finally, the people inside the cave heard the noise outside, and Kun, a very prestigious female warrior of the Qianling tribe, came out to check. When the two female warriors who desperately wanted to be friends with Bing Zhixie saw Kun coming out, they immediately stopped their exaggerated movements and became serious.
Kun scolded a few words and looked puzzled when he saw Bing Zhixie: "You left, why are you here again?"
Bing Zhixie said: "Can you find a place to talk? I have some questions that I want you to answer for me." Kun said displeasedly: "You ran away yesterday, which made me very angry. In my tribe, men are not qualified to ask questions." The woman asked. All men have to do is obey. It is a great sin for you not to obey."
Bing Zhixie was speechless, and had no idea about such a tribe where women are extremely superior to men.
Kun said a few words to the two disheveled female warriors, who immediately went back to the cave. Kun said to Bing Zhixie: "Guowei, you are a man from the outside tribe who does not understand the rules. You saved Cha again, so I can answer your questions." She looked around and said, "Let's go to the water to talk. ”
There is a small stream not far in front of the Qianling tribe’s village, which flows out from under the waterfall. When they came to the stream, Bing Zhixie didn't wait to find a place to sit down, and slowed down her speech and asked directly: "Are all the babies born to your Qianling tribe girls?"
Kun was unhappy again: "You can't ask me questions directly. In my tribe, the status of men is only one level higher than that of beasts. So you have to be very respectful to me."
Bing Zhixie He smiled bitterly and said, "I'm not from your tribe."
"You are. Starting yesterday, At first, you are already an item of our Qianling tribe. This is what our clan master agreed to. You must know that you are different from other men."
"'Zuya'? What is it?" Bingzhixie heard a strange term.
"It's just...it's just..." Kun didn't know how to explain this word. He thought for a long time and said, "It's just a different man."
Bing Zhixie asked: "Then how should I ask you a question now?"
Kun thought about it again and looked at Bing Zhixie. After a while, she slowed down and said: "You ... Just ask."
Hearing her tone suddenly become gentle, the hairs all over his body stood up. Especially when she kept staring at him, he felt uncomfortable all over. He suppressed the discomfort in his heart and asked, "It's the same question as before. Are all the babies born in the Qianling tribe girls?"
"Yes."
Bingzhixie said: "That's strange. Where do the men of the tribe come from?"
"Man, I captured you." Kun said, "I am very powerful. I often take my tribe to far away places to fight with people from other tribes. After defeating the enemy, I will capture their men and make them our companions." "Slave."
Bing Zhixie was very surprised: "All the men in your tribe were captured from other places?"
"Is this surprising to you?" Kun Yongbie said. The lingua franca of feet.
Bingzhixie asked curiously: "Is it true that no male baby has been born in your tribe?"
"No." Kun said: "My tribe has lived here for a long, long time. Every woman gives birth to a woman. Why give birth to a man? You ask, shouldn’t a woman give birth to a woman? ”
Bing Zhixie asked: "Then how do you think men are born?"
"Aren't they born by men?"
"Uh..." Bing Zhixie said awkwardly: "You Have you ever seen a man give birth to a man?”
Kun shook his head and thought about it carefully: “Ah. , I know. It was born by a woman. I saw a conflict in another tribe. By the way, I was still young at that time. After I came back, my mother asked my grandma, and she said it was because our Qianling tribe was different. ."
"How is it different?"
Kun was confused: "It's different. We only give birth to women, so it's different."
"I mean..." Bing Zhixie said: "You haven't thought about why you only give birth to women." Girl?”
Kun still didn’t understand: “Because we are different.”
Bing Zhixie seemed unable to explain this logical problem to her. I had to ask again: "Why do you plant blood vines on pregnant women?"
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Currently under revision.
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