My beast husband is weak and can't take care of himself

Chapter 131: Dance of Blessing for the Priest

Did the group of orcs that the Beast God created the Beast World and eliminated have any emotions?

Mo Jiushao didn't dare to think any further, she could only hold Lance's hand tightly.

The little female was much more sensitive than Lance had imagined, so he did not try to comfort her. He just let her hold him and said with a smile, "When the orcs of the Western Continent officially became the Tide Tribe, the first leader was a very, very powerful child."

Mo Jiushao came back to her senses, and a mischievous figure appeared in her mind. She smiled and said, "I remember, it was the cub who hid the fruit under the bird and gave it to you to eat!"

Lance was stunned for a moment, looking at her mischievous appearance, and indulgently squeezed her hand, then sighed: "Yes, he was so naughty when he was a child, but I didn't expect that he really founded the Tide Tribe in the end and became an excellent leader."

After saying that, he looked at Mo Jiushao and said, "Aren't you asking how the God's Birthday came about?"

Mo Jiushao smiled: "Did that little guy do it?"

"At that time, the tribe already had fire, and they also learned to use weapons to hunt, to choose suitable places to dig caves to live in, and to make animal skins softer."

“That kid did pretty good,” Lance recalled.

In order to deliver new clothes, houses and weapons to the messenger of God, Zhou worried for a long time and worked hard for it all his life.

Later, his hair gradually turned white, his teeth fell out, his beastly appearance became withered, and he became an old beastman on the verge of death.

"My Lord, my great-great-grandson was born. His father wanted to celebrate and roasted a large piece of meat. It smells pretty good. I'll bring it to you to taste!"

Lance was wearing a thick fur coat made for him by the females of the Tide Tribe. He looked at Zhou shivering as he leaned on his cane and said, "It's snowing, the roads are slippery and it's cold. Don't go up the mountain anymore!"

"That won't do!"

Zhou is older, but still respects Lance, but his personality has become much more stubborn: "You don't like to go out, you must be bored in the cave! I have been with you all my life, and you still despise me when I am old. I am not happy."

Lance smiled and took the barbecue wrapped in animal skin from his hand.

Watching the Lord Messenger of God eating barbecue, Zhou was very happy, but also very worried.

"Hey, Master Messenger of God, I'm old now, and I don't know how long I can stay with you! I'm really worried about you!"

"no need to worry!"

Hearing this, Zhou said unhappily, "How can I not worry? I have lived such a wonderful life, very happy, but sometimes I still feel a little lonely. You don't like to go out, and you don't like to interact with others. You have to guard the tribe for such a long time. What are you going to do?"

Lance smiled and said nothing.

Zhou was old and his mental and physical strength were no longer good. When Lance was eating meat, he supported himself with a stick, sat on a rock, closed his eyes and began to snore.

I don't know how long it took, but Zhou woke up with a satisfied smile on his face: "I know what to do!"

Lance looked at the child who was about to leave and asked, "What should I do?"

Zhou stood up happily with the help of a stick, and said as he walked out: "We can celebrate your birthday! On the day when my great-great-grandson is born, our house will be very lively, and you can also enjoy this kind of liveliness. I can ask the tribesmen to send you blessings on the day you are born in every cold wave."

Halfway through the journey, Zhou turned back and asked with a smile, "Lord God's Messenger, when is your birthday?"

Lance was silent for a long time, looked at his expectant eyes, and said, "The day after tomorrow!"

"Ah, the day after tomorrow is the day God will give birth to you! Then I have to prepare well!"

Zhou said happily: "From now on, on every Hanchao God's birthday, the tribesmen will bless and celebrate for you together, so you won't be too lonely."

After the first birthday of the god, Lance touched Zhou's decayed and lifeless eyes and sent him blessings, wishing him good health in the afterlife.

Later, after saying goodbye to many children, he was not willing to have a close relationship with them and became a high priest, but the God's Birthday was passed down.

And this custom has spread throughout the entire Beast World.

Mo Jiushao listened and blinked: "Ah, but I remember that the birthday of the gods in other continents is also today!"

Lance nodded and smiled: "Only a few people in the Tide Tribe know the origin of the God's Birthday!"

Therefore, it can be said that the entire Beast World Continent is celebrating for him on the God’s Birthday.

It was a very lively day and even the cold wind couldn’t dampen the joy!

As the day dawned, the devout orcs had been waiting in the cold wind for a long time in front of the Divine Monument Square, but with bright smiles on their faces.

They were all so excited that even the cubs were wrapped tightly, with their eyes wide open as if they were about to offer blessings to the priest.

Seeing the priest leading Helan onto the altar of the sacred monument, the 108 orcs who were selected to chant the ballad lined up neatly on both sides at the front.

Behind them followed two hundred and nineteen orcs holding food, tools, weapons, gems... and all kinds of offerings placed under the altar of the divine monument.

The orcs who were chanting the ballad swayed their bodies, and their voices and steps were the same as one person.

After the sacrifices were placed, they followed the orcs who offered the sacrifices to the altar step by step, dancing, singing songs, and offering blessings to their beloved priest.

Mo Jiushao and Lance were on the altar. Even though they were prepared, they were still shocked by the scene before them.

After the opening sacrificial ceremony was over, the orcs stood still. Shi Yan took the first step and stood in front of the orcs.

[Wishing the priest happiness and good health! ]

Shi Yan knelt on one knee on the platform, supported his shoulders and bent over, and all the orcs followed suit.

The ancient animal language pronunciation brought a full sense of ritual to this blessing.

Lance led Mo Jiushao and looked down at the orcs kneeling to him, and said calmly: "Everyone, get up!"

"Great priest, you have driven away our cowardice, granted us grace, given us courage, and illuminated our future. Thank you for your mercy. Please allow us to offer you our blessings!"

Shi Yan's voice was solemn, yet filled with pure expectation and gratitude.

As soon as he finished speaking, heavy knocks were heard from both sides, and the orcs who had been chanting the ballad before came out again.

This time, their steps were not as rigid as before. There was a unique charm under their feet that echoed the rhythm of the music, as if they could see the mountains rising and falling and the flow of the four seasons, the birth of life and the movement towards the death that they had never feared. Just one look at it made people feel shocked.

The orcs of Mil Village stared at the blessing dance without even blinking.

This is the real dance that should be performed to bless the high priest on God’s birthday. It is so beautiful!

I heard that only the 324 bravest and most powerful orcs in the entire Tide Tribe are qualified to perform a blessing dance for the High Priest.

They have one more goal, and they want to become one of them in the coming year!

It seemed like a long time had passed, but it also seemed like just a moment. The light on the altar suddenly became bright, and the entire square was filled with warm white light.

Everyone looked up and looked towards the altar of the divine monument!

"Master Priest!"

"It is the High Priest who has blessed us!"

"Woo woo, Master Priest, thank you, great Master Priest!"

The music and dancing did not stop, but the orcs fell to their knees again.

Only Mo Jiushao frowned and looked at Lance.

Although this scene is quite shocking, isn’t it too pretentious?

Suddenly, Mo Jiushao heard silence.

Her thoughts went into a vast expanse of white… no, maybe it was pitch black? No… not really…

It should be a place of chaos and nothingness...

In just a moment, she was excluded!

Her face turned pale, and she felt dizzy, as if she was being stared at by something terrifying.

Lance, who was blessing the tribe, noticed something was wrong, and turned sideways to hold Mo Jiushao in his arms. The white light in his palm flowed and fell on her abdomen: "Are you feeling better?"

Mo Jiushao gently grasped Lance's arm, rubbed his neck weakly, and smiled: "Maybe you have received the sincere blessings of your people. That thing is just furious. I just saw it..."

Because of the little female's obstruction, Lance did not continue to supply her with divine power, but just held her in his arms: "Don't think too much, let's leave first!"

"Hey, I'm fine!"

Mo Jiushao also knew that now was not a good time to talk about these things, so he didn't say anything more, but he was somewhat reluctant to leave: "The dance hasn't finished yet, and you still have to receive the gifts everyone gave you. I heard that there are also delicious foods specially prepared for you..."

Lance helped her up and pinched her face helplessly: "Then wait and see. Remember to tell me if you feel uncomfortable."

"it is good!"