Chapter 1500 Bear Spirit Festival, the "King" Of Maoxili Island!

"Captain Zu! The chief of Hebin of Beiyu Hanbin tribe has arrived! He brought a lot of wine and fish as gifts to celebrate his son-in-law's victory! By the way, the chief of Hebin also said that he has sent people to notify the Beiyu Hanzhao tribe, and they will come within four or five days!..."

"Chief! The chief of Mud Swamp of Beiyu Hanzhao tribe has arrived! He brought a big brown bear skin, saying it is a gift for his brother-in-law! The chief of Xiaohe of Beiyu River also sent an envoy to say that the two The Queen of Heaven is coming! …”

“Priest! Chief Yamakuma of the Ishikari Yamakuma tribe and the chief of the Kitayu River tribe have arrived together! He brought a black bear for the Bear Spirit Sacrifice, which was carried by more than a dozen warriors! …”

“May the Lord bless you! Chief Kuroishi of the Ishikari Kuroishi tribe has arrived, as well as the envoy of the Ishikari Kuroshi tribe…”

As the news of the victory of the “Kingdom Thousand Islands” over the Japanese fleet spread, the Ainu tribes within a radius of 300 miles all got the news as fast as flying. For hundreds of years, the powerful military force of the Japanese has been looming over the heads of the Ainu tribes, and has been sung together with the stories of their ancestors, and has long become a shadow of fear in the hearts of the Ainu people!

After hearing the news of the kingdom’s victory again, the nearby Ainu tribes were shocked and unbelievable, and they were all in mixed and excited moods, and immediately sent envoys to come. As allies of the kingdom, the chiefs of the Kitayu tribe came to congratulate in person with gifts and a beaming face.

Therefore, the main god ceremony on the banks of the Shiribetsu River was delayed from the third day to the fifth day, and from the seventh day to the tenth day... Finally, it was not until half a month later that it was officially held on the snowy seashore under the observation of hundreds of tribal envoys from the Ainu tribes!

"Praise the main god! He rises from the sky of the East China Sea, looks at us with the sun, and brings us light and warmth!"

The captured Japanese captives cut down trees and built a wooden altar several meters high. The warriors of the kingdom each held a torch, carrying an axe and a short sword, and formed two circles inside and outside. The Ainu tribesmen who were watching the ceremony surrounded the outermost circle, their eyes wide open. The two senior priests of the main god stood on the innermost altar, personally lit the sacred fire of the main god, and recited the sacrificial scriptures combined with Ainu mythology!

"Praise the Lord! Whether it is the ocean, thunder and gold, whether it is blood, battle and harvest, they are all the great divinity of the Lord! He is omnipresent and spans thousands of miles. He shines on us like the sun. He also transformed into the god of Ainu and sent down the first divine messenger, the fishing owl, to fly over the Ainu Mauhili Island!"

"Mulu Alashanwa! We are the shaman priests of the Lord, the messengers of the dense forest, and the guardians of Mauhili Island! It is the hummingbird, eagle and fishing owl of the Lord who lead us here, lead the light of the Lord to come, and save and protect you from the hands of the people!"

"Come on! Light the sacred incense and dance the Lord's sacrificial dance! Rejoice in the blessing of the gods and look forward to the future of each tribe! The Lord is with us, and we and you are all brothers and relatives of the Jiao people!..."

The opening of the Lord's ceremony is the prayer presided over by Zuwaro, which is also the declaration of the "Ainu United Front". Then, in front of the blue sacred fire, his eyes turned white and he danced the shaman dance of the north. And Losanda was slightly startled, then waved the bells and danced the traditional Nava sacrificial dance as an auxiliary to the ritual.

"Dongdongdong! Dongdongdong!..."

"At the best time of victory, dance the happiest dance for the main god of the sun's eyes and the ancestors of the red kingdom of God!"

"Aoao! Roar! Howl!..."

The warriors of the kingdom beat the war drums passionately and danced the feather shield war dance of the plateau tribes. Soon, the warriors of the Jurchen and Shanta tribes also raised their arms and danced the "bionic dance" imitating bears, tigers and eagles, making the howls of various animals. And when the cheerful bamboo flute sounded and the local sword harp was played, the tribesmen of Ainu origin also joined in happily, circling around the bonfire together and dancing in celebration!

"Tap-tap-tap! Tap-tap-tap!..."

Sunrise is the time for singing, with flocks of birds hovering in the sky and the winter clouds dispersed by the cheers. The real climax of the ceremony is the singing from sunrise to noon.

"Praise the gods! The time to sacrifice the bear spirit is coming!..."

Zuwaro smiled and watched the Ainu chiefs and chieftains pull a two-year-old black bear onto the altar. Then, more than a dozen Ainu chiefs bowed down together and sent heartfelt prayers to the "bear spirit" in the cage.

"Great mountain god, guardian bear spirit! We worship you. You were sent to this world by the gods to be captured by us... We feed you and do our best to raise you, all because we respect and love the guardian bear spirit!..."

"The ancestors and the sacred mountain have witnessed that the sacred bear has grown up! The bear spirit lives in the bear's body, and now it is time to return! Great bear spirit, we want to send your soul back to the immortal gods. Please speak well for us and tell the gods that we respect and love you!..."

"The time to go back has come! Please return with our blessings, and we sincerely request that you return to us in the form of a little bear... The protection of the mountains will last forever, and the tribe's promise will last forever. We will definitely raise you again and sacrifice you to the gods again... Oh! That immortal bear spirit!..."

An ancient and long-lasting ballad sang from the mouth of the Ainu chieftain, and then floated down from the altar, floated into the sacred mountains and forests, and floated into the land of Maoxili. The Ainu tribesmen under the altar had moist eyes, looking at the confused and uneasy black bear, as if they saw the "divine power" that came to protect them again and again. Until the ballad of the Bear Spirit Festival was finished, more than a dozen Ainu chieftains looked at each other, and each of them took a rope several meters long and tied it firmly to the black bear, which led to roars in the cage.

"Roar! Roar!..."

"Ancestor, you are the greatest Ainu chief since the records of our ancestors, and our most respected chief! We dedicate our hunting bows and arrows to you, and you will send the sacred bear spirit on its last journey back!..."

As he said, the great chief Bei Yu Nizhao bowed his head and presented an ancient wooden hunting bow to Zuwaro on the altar. Zuvaro took the bow and arrow with a solemn face, bowed his head in return, and repeated his answer in Ainu and Mexica.

"Praise the Lord! Kamui, the god of creation, is Huitzilopochtli! It is the blood of our ancestors that unites us. We are the glue people of our common ancestors!..."

"Praise the god Kamui!..."

"Praise the Lord Huitzilopochtli!..."

"Sacrifice to the bear spirit!..."

After the generous shout, more than a dozen Ainu chiefs tightened the ropes in their hands and pulled the black bear, which was as tall as a man, into a state of spreading its limbs!

"Roar!..."

The angry black bear let out a shocking roar, and its strong body began to struggle. This was a competition of strength. More than a dozen Ainu chiefs had bulging veins and worked together to suppress the black bear's movements. And their efforts at this moment were only for a man holding a bow and arrow...

"Huff!... Inhale!..."

The taste of power stirred in Zuwaro's heart, silently shaping him into a new shape. His face was as gloomy as water, and he took a deep breath, pulled the heavy wooden bow, and put on a heavy arrow with sharp bear teeth. Then, at a distance of several steps, he aimed at the beating heart of the black bear, suddenly let go, and shouted!

"I will sacrifice this bear to God!..."

"Puff!..."

"Roar!!!..."

The black bear roared miserably and struggled madly! This violent struggle at the end of its life made the Ainu chiefs on the other side shake and stagger. Zuwaro was tense, staring at the black bear roaring at him, as if facing the most terrible test of courage. But he did not take a step back, still showing the courage of the great chief, his eyes were fixed on the black bear's small eyes!

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"Roar!...Roar!...Roar..."

The roar of the black bear gradually became lower and smaller, and finally his head dropped and stopped completely. Bei Yu Nizha stepped forward again, checked the arrow in the black bear's heart, and suddenly shouted in surprise.

"No bleeding! It's a good omen!"

"Good omen! The god Kamui accepted the sacrifice, and the bear spirit returned to the god! This is the most worthy moment of celebration!"

"Praise the great god! We will ask for the bear's heart! The chiefs share the still hot bear blood, and share the courage and strength of the bear spirit together!..."

At this point, Bei Yu Nizha took out an iron knife, knelt in front of the dead black bear, and was about to take out the heart blood. However, a strong hand pressed his shoulder and stopped his movement.

"... Zu?..."

"God Kamui bless me! Let me do it! Let me do it!..."

Zuwa Luo smiled slightly and took out the obsidian dagger for sacrifice. In this regard, he has always been professional. This act of taking blood and sharing it is obviously a noble honor recognized by ancient people. He hopes to inherit the noble honor of the Ainu clan in its entirety and does not want to share it with anyone. Even if the person who shared it is his uncle, who is the most supportive of him, Beiyu Nizha.

"May the Lord God Huizilopo bless you! Uncle, wait for the next sacrifice and human priest, you and other clan leaders, come to help me!"

"...Ah? Sacrifice and human priest? Let us participate too?!..."

In the shocked and vaguely terrified eyes of Beiyu Nizha, Zuwaro smiled gently and nodded without allowing rejection. Then, he raised the sharp blade in one hand, held the water bag filled with blood in the other hand, and slowly leaned down... Soon, deafening cheers rang out from under the altar!

"Praise the gods! Praise Chief Zuwaro!..."

"Praise the chief! He took the heart blood of the bear spirit!..."

At this moment, the excited cheers of the Ainu tribe surpassed the kingdom warriors for the first time and resounded throughout the sky!

"Haha! Praise the gods, that is to praise the Lord God!..."

Zuwaro laughed loudly and threw the full water bag in his hand to the silent chief priest Loshanda. Loshanda looked up and saw a smile-like blood mark on the corner of the "senior's" mouth. It was the blood of the "bear spirit" of the Ainu people, representing the "divine mark" of the Ainu people and the "great chief" recognized by the Ainu people. In fact, this meaning is not only that, but also represents more! For example. A leader who has never appeared before, the "king" of Mauhiri Island! ~~