Chapter 1469 Nawa Jurchens, Bald and Dressed in New Clothes!

The half-collapsed Yongning Temple, like a crouching tiger, opened its black and red mouth and swallowed the people who entered, and then there was no sound.

For four days, Maha Aguda did not see Zuwaro or the tribe's priest Kuihuo. On the fifth day, he could not bear it anymore, so he personally carried a hammer and entered the mysterious and strange shaman land to see the "forest shaman" who was doing something unknown.

"Zu! What are you doing? You neither take care of the warriors in your fleet, nor kidnap the priests of my tribe... There are so many more mouths in the tribe, how to distribute the food, how to arrange the future? Do I, a war chief, have to take care of it?..."

Maha Aguda was furious, and he started shouting as soon as he entered the gate of the temple. Since the priest Kuihuo came, he has saved a lot of worries. With such a "logistics officer" who can manage food and calculate consumption, he no longer has to count on his fingers and try to calculate those numbers that make him headache. Even how much wood to chop, how much fire to burn, how to spend the winter, and how to save fuel can be planned in advance by the priests, and the tribesmen only need to execute.

It can be said that as the population of the tribe grows, various calculations become more and more complicated, and Maha Aguda has become completely inseparable from the priest of the main god. It is not because of the faith brought by the other party, but because of the convenience brought by the other party. He even hopes that there will be another main god priest to help him build camps and expand the barnyard fields. He only needs to hunt and fight! …

"Uh! Zu? What are you doing?..."

"Shh!..."

The priest Kuihuo made a shushing gesture and pointed to the seat next to him. Maha Aguda was stunned and even his voice became much smaller.

"What is this?..."

I saw a pot of holy fire lit under the emblem of the main god at the back of the temple, burning pine smoke, and it seemed to have the smell of mushrooms. On the altar next to it, a bloody heart was offered, which may be an animal's or not.

In the center of the divine emblem, the flame, and the altar, Zuwaro was wearing a feathered sacrificial garment, sitting cross-legged, shaking his head, and reciting some scriptures. The strange snake-like tone sounded very creepy. Next to Zuwaro, the old Harman chieftain Ali changed into a priest apprentice robe. He was bareheaded, with his right hand tightly pressed on his chest, and he recited devoutly beside him.

"The Lord God opened his bloody eyes and looked at the soul's offerer... He needs blood, He needs freshness! He takes away the red vitality and goes to the red kingdom of God... to offer Him... the kingdom of God... the disobedient... the abyss of the earth... the pain of the soul ice knife... the endless cold darkness!..."

Maha Aguda widened his eyes and watched the two people reciting the scriptures devoutly. An expression of disbelief and surprise gradually emerged on his face, not because of the devout Zuwaro, but because...

"Kui! He?... He is?..."

"Hush! The Lord God has witnessed that Ali has converted to the Lord God and become an apprentice priest of the temple. Now, he is learning the "Ali Sutra."

"! It's only been a few days? He converted?!..."

"Yes. Ali is an extremely devout apprentice. He has dedicated his soul to the Lord God..."

"!..."

Maha Aguda took a breath and stared at the face of Chief Ali who closed his eyes and chanted, circling around him, hoping to see a little bit of the fox's disguise. However, just like a tiger looking at a hedgehog, he didn't find any flaws, only saw the other party's full devotion, even more devout than him, the converted chief!

"Hiss!..."

At this moment, Maha Aguda's majestic body shrank, and he felt his scalp tingling and goose bumps on his neck. Four days ago, this captured mature woman chieftain was still struggling, saying "ancestors above" and "holy emperor above". How come after only four days, when I saw this guy again, he became an "extremely pious priest apprentice"? This is too weird! What kind of evil magic did Zuwaro cast on him? …

"Okay. Ali, you pray again, and the morning class is done. Then, continue to draw maps with me."

"Yes! God of Blood Eyes bless you!..."

The chieftain apprentice Ali opened his eyes and nodded gently. He looked at Maha Aguda calmly, paused on the hummingbird emblem on his forehead for a breath, and nodded again. Then, he closed his eyelids again and continued to chant. And his right hand was always pressed on his heart, not letting go for a moment,

"Aguda, you are here?"

Zuwaro had a deep expression and deep eyes. He looked at Maha Aguda and smiled.

"You've come just in time! Ali and I drew a map of the north, mainly marking the situation of the tribes up and down the river. Although it's not finished yet, the area around Nurgan is already relatively clear. We can take a look together, which will be very helpful for future actions!"

"A map of the river, with the tribes marked? There is such a good thing?!... Don't worry! Wait a minute!..."

Hearing this, Maha Aguda's face was first happy, and then he remembered something and interrupted.

"Ancestor! This newly captured southern chief... is now the priest apprentice of the Lord God?"

"Yes. Ali is a pious apprentice and very reliable. This map is the terrain, rivers and tribes he described. I will draw it and then mark them together..."

"Wait! Don't talk about maps first!... It's only been a few days, and this chief has converted to the Lord God? Is the information he said credible?!..."

"Yes. Ali converted to the Lord God, and he is also very credible."

"How did he convert?..."

"Ali he"

Zuwaro pursed his lips and glanced at Ali, who was concentrating on meditating and chanting beside him. He pondered for a moment before speaking.

"Aguda, Ali is different from you. He is old."

"...?"

"He is afraid."

"Fear?..."

"Yes! Fear of death. Death is like an invisible long snake, entwined around us. Aguda, you can't see this snake, but Ali can. Not only can he see it, he can also hear the snake's hissing and breathing. Only a powerful main god can comfort him and bring him inner peace..."

"?"..."

Zuwaro smiled faintly, looking at Maha Aguda who was a little confused, and did not explain more. It is difficult for a young chief like Maha Aguda, who is extremely brave and fearless, to be truly pious. Because he trusts himself too much and will not place his hopes on the gods. He can't understand that an old chief is afraid of death, respects the mystery, and places his hopes on the soul after death.

As long as he goes through the "spiritual" ceremony of the priest, as long as he experiences the "illusion" of the divine smoke, and solves the other party's few defenses, he can get a truly devout believer! And the value of this believer, the information about the south he knows, is worth his great efforts to "enlighten" the other party's mind! …

"Aguda, Ali does not believe in the good gods of the south. The good gods are weak and powerless in this cold forest. Deep in his heart, he never believes in the "moral education" of the Southern Ming Dynasty, nor does he believe in the so-called "human ethics". But he fears the power of the Southern Ming Dynasty, the fierce and plundering Ming army, and the "great chief emperor" from the bottom of his heart. His inner confusion and fear, his uneasiness and despair about death, all urgently need a powerful and vicious evil god to guide, to guide his soul!..."

At this moment, Zuwaro's eyes turned white and his voice was low, like a truly wise and spiritual forest shaman. In the "enlightenment" of Ali, he keenly discovered that these southern Jurchen tribes needed a spiritual sustenance far more than the savages from the north!

"The Lord God witnessed! The great emperor in the south used the "will of the good god" and the "killing of the army" to rule these tribes for six generations, making them learn to be in awe and fear, and to think... However, this could not change the increasingly worse situation of the tribes, which only made them more unwilling. The great emperor's army left, abandoned them, and no longer provided any protection. Countless savages went south, bringing endless killings..."

"The climate is getting colder and colder, and all the tribes are suffering from hunger and devouring each other. However, the "belief in the good god" imposed on them by the great emperor has no solution. Even the fields planted by the tribes in accordance with the "guidance" have begun to fail. The extortion and taxation of the great emperor's army are even more The so-called 'benevolent god' is irrelevant..."

"So, the power of the benevolent god has disappeared from this forest. All the chiefs are at a loss, and so is Ali. He urgently needs a powerful and vicious evil god to guide his soul and his tribe... and the Lord God is a powerful and vicious evil god! The Lord God has foreseen everything and knows how to deal with the end of the era! "

"Ah? The end of the era? Deal with it? ..."

"That's right! I thought that the end of the era was only on the killing plateau and the northern continent of the divine disaster... But now it seems that the cold northern land of the West Sea continent is also at the end of the era, and it even started earlier than the previous two! ..."

Zuwaro looked gloomy and no specific emotions could be seen. However, he was sure that the Lord God who advocated fighting and sacrificing blood had an unusual fit with the tribes of this cold northern land!

This kind of fit from life, environment to spirit is far better than those "Korean tribesmen" and "Japanese tribesmen" he has seen. It can be said that the teachings of the Lord God, especially the bloody traditions that have not been completely reformed, have given this low-productivity, bitter cold and wild forest land the possibility of rebuilding a kind of order! Even if the background of this order is blood and death, it is the artificial reduction of population, and it is to reach a consensus and comfort in the hearts of the people! …

"The Lord God witnesses! To deal with the extreme cold of the divine disaster, the only way to restore the previous order is to use killing and sacrifice! All the dead blood and vitality can be exchanged for the warmth and harvest of the tribe with the power of the Lord God! And the warriors who died in the war of gods, their souls can also go to the red kingdom of God and obtain eternal beauty!..."

"Killing and sacrifice?! Warmth and harvest?!..."

Hearing such a promise, Maha Aguda was stunned, and his expression changed significantly. He was silent for a moment, feeling the throbbing in his heart. After a long while, he stared at the chief apprentice Ali and whispered.

"Zu... Shaman... He converted to the Lord God, why is there no Lord God's emblem on his forehead?..."

Hearing this, Zuwaro smiled and was about to speak, but he saw that Chief Ali had finished reciting the sutra and suddenly opened his eyes.

"The Lord God with Blood Eyes is the most powerful evil god! Zu Shaman held a 'spiritual communication' ceremony for me, allowing me to see the appearance of the 'Blood God' in the misty divine smoke. It is indeed bloody and powerful like never before!..."

Chief Ali looked pious, took a deep breath, and looked at the burning brazier. It was there that his forehead braid, which symbolized his soul, was cut off and thrown into the fire, turning into green smoke that ascended to the kingdom of God.

"The Lord God bears witness! I sacrificed my blood and braids! The Lord God opened his bloody eyes and took my soul away from the habitat above my head... From now on, I no longer belong to myself, I belong to Him..."

"Praise the blood! The ancestor shaman also left the most profound emblem for me, ready to guide my death at any time! This immortal emblem is on my body, on the edge of my death, in the place that is most unforgettable to me! And every time I pray, as long as I press my heart and feel the pain, I can feel Him!..."

As he said, Chief Ali finally loosened his right hand, tore open his robe, and revealed the heart on his left chest! And an abstract and strange hummingbird emblem with dark red blood lines, showing extremely superb engraving skills, was suddenly engraved on his heart. At this moment, it is beating with the heart, like flapping wings!