Chapter 164: Chief, You Have to Hold On

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When Mu Feng was doing archaeology, he met half a colleague who specialized in ancient witchcraft.

Because of their "similar majors", the two chatted very speculatively.

Through that person, Mu Feng learned that the art of witchcraft has existed since ancient times.

Especially in the Xia Dynasty before the Shang and Zhou dynasties, or even in the period of the more ancient tribal alliance, whether it was a tribe, a tribe, or a clan alliance, there would be special "witches" who held important positions within the tribe.

"Witches" have a series of sacred functions, such as offering sacrifices to ancestors, educating people, praying for blessings and eliminating disasters.

One of them is to "please surrender" blessings to the warriors of the tribe, so that the warriors in the tribe can gain greater strength, stronger physique, and even various secret powers.

Although Wood Wind does not have this ability, the strengthening effect of Wood Dao Derivative Technique is real.

In order to avoid the trouble of many explanations, he directly told the three of Lihu that it was "enlightenment", intending to tell them that it would not be abrupt to directly obtain a stronger physique.

But he still underestimated the three people's awe for "Initiation" and "Great Chief".

Fortunately, the three of them didn't think of anything else, and just walked out a little worriedly.

Mu Feng is both gratified and funny.

It is gratifying that he has such a heavy weight in the hearts of the three, and they are obviously worried about him.

The funny thing is that the three "Tie Hanhan" are so stupid, they are still the "elite" in the tribe!

"Since you all think the initiation ceremony is very mysterious, let's make it a little more mysterious!" Mu Feng thought to himself, "It's a bit beyond common sense anyway, and it's better to create a sense of mystery!"

After making this decision, he immediately thought about what to do to make people feel this way.

He recalled that when a certain religion in his previous life was resisting the government of the dynasty, he used the practice of sticking talismans on people's bodies.

Therefore, most of the believers of the sect went to the battlefield with their upper body exposed, and they fought with the officers and soldiers with big swords.

The result can be imagined, in the cold winter and the twelfth lunar month, these believers who were shirtless before waiting for the officers and soldiers to approach, were already shivering from the cold, and their knives were unstable.

There are external stickers and internal use, and other teachings are to burn the talisman into ashes and drink it with water, the "effect" is similar.

Mu Feng admits that even if he is ignorant, he will not believe such nonsense, and he is unwilling to use this to fool the clan.

He thought about it, and felt that the clansmen already respected him enough, and he still wanted to enlighten them and educate them, and there was no reason to change the way they were ignorant.

He felt that it was enough to make this "empowerment" a little more solemn and serious.

Early the next morning, before Mu Feng got up, Lihu, Mingguang, and Hanshu followed several people to the door of Mufeng's room, standing outside the door, looking at Mufeng, not daring Come in.

These people are all members of the hunting team, and they are the "pillars" of the tribe.

Being stared at by so many people, Mu Feng instantly woke up.

"Fuck, what's the situation?" Mu Feng was stunned for a moment, seeing so many eyes looking at him, as if many relatives and friends came to see a close relative for the last time.

"This..." Mu Feng hurriedly got up from the bed and asked, "What are you guys doing here?"

Lihu scratched his head: "Chief, when the clansmen heard that you are going to initiate empowerment, they all came to see you. During this period of time..."

"Fuck!" Mu Feng almost uttered a foul language and waved his hand, "Go away, I am empowering, not dying!"

"But..." Lihu hesitated.

Mu Feng stomped his feet: "Except Hanshu, everyone else goes out!"

Everyone looked at each other, you looked at me, I looked at you, and finally looked at Mingguang and Lihu.

The two were also frightened enough by Mu Feng, and they hurriedly signaled everyone to back away.

Someone whispered: "What's wrong with the Great Chief?"

"I look fine!"

"Okay, why do you suddenly want to give Hanshu a top?"

"You said that the Great Chief did not foresee his own death, did you?"

...

Fortunately, these words were not heard by Mu Feng. If they really heard them, they would probably go crazy.

At this moment, he was frowning and sighing, and he was thinking of making the empowerment ceremony a little more solemn, but this time it was good, it was solemn enough, but he almost sent him away as a dying person!

"These idiots!" Mu Feng was completely speechless.

As time goes by, he increasingly feels that the IQ of these people is "worrying".

Han Shu was a little uneasy, he hesitated for a long time before saying: "Great Chief, if you are healthy, don't give me the empowerment..."

"I'll go!" Mu Feng laughed angrily, "I thought you were very smart a while ago, but I didn't expect you to be so stupid!"

Mu Feng smiled and shook his head: "Okay, okay, I can't blame you all, don't worry, I said, I'm fine! Giving you empowerment won't have much impact on me, and it won't let me die!"

"Really?" Han Shu was pleasantly surprised, with a little disbelief on his face.

"Well, don't worry!" Mu Feng nodded with a smile, motioned Han Shu to sit down, and then asked, "Han Shu, what would happen if you had enough power?"

This is equivalent to asking about your aspirations and aspirations before joining an organization in a previous life.

"Well, this is the sense of ceremony!" Mu Feng thought to himself.

Han Shu was stunned for a moment, not understanding why Mu Feng asked this question, but after thinking about it, he still answered honestly: "Returning to the Great Chief, if I am strong, I must protect my clan and my tribe!"

"Okay!" Mu Feng said no nonsense, "Remember what you said today, I'll give you empowerment next time!"

"Ah? Start now?" Han Shu was surprised.

"Well, start now!" Mu Feng came to Hanshu, "Close your eyes, don't think about anything!"

"Yes!"

Mu Feng stretched out one hand and placed it on top of Hanshu's head, took a deep breath, half-squinted his eyes, pinched the seal with the other hand, and began to perform surgery.

Han Shu also froze when Mu Feng stretched out his hand, obviously very nervous.

But then after he didn't notice anything unusual, he calmed down again.

After more than half an hour, Mu Feng Kankan took his handprint and sat on the stool and exhaled heavily: "Okay!"

Only then did Han Shu open his eyes and look at Mu Feng. He found that his face was tired and asked nervously, "Great Chief, what's the matter with you?"

Mu Feng smiled and waved: "It's okay, I'm hungry!"

Han Shu immediately got up and shouted outside: "Uncle Lihu, Uncle Mingguang, Great Chief is hungry!"

"Hungry?" Everyone outside the door was stunned for a moment.

"Come on, go and get food for the Great Chief!"

Then Han Shu turned around and shouted at Mu Feng, "Head Chief, you have to hold on, the food will be delivered soon!"

"What do you mean I have to hold on!" Mu Feng's nose was almost crooked, "I'm just hungry!"

But he didn't show it, but he waved his hand at Hanshu: "Okay, try your strength now!"

Han Shu thought for a while, then stretched out his hand to pick up the bow and arrow that he was carrying with him. The two arms competed with each other, only to hear a "click". He was considered to be the most powerful by the clan, and the three bows dedicated to Han Shu at the end of Bamboo Pieces were actually easy for him to pull. folded!

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