Chapter 385 Discussion
"How long will it take for the Tapir Shaman to return to the tribe?"
Looking at the Eighth Generation Shaman who came to the altar overnight, Diwu Xuan did not ask questions about the Sword Tribe's envoys, nor did he care about them, but directly asked about the Tapir Shaman's situation.
Not long after the Fire Tribe moved south, news came from the Hammer Spirit Tribe that the Tapir Shaman's work was almost completed, and some people in the Hammer Spirit Tribe could read simplified Chinese.
Diwu Xuan thought about it and asked the Hammer Totem's thick mist phantom to convey the message, calling the Tapir Shaman back and joining them directly in the south.
The Tapir Shaman is very important to the Fire Tribe because her ability to record history is unique.
Because the Fire Tribe had gone through many twists and turns after heading south, the place they had agreed to meet at had been abandoned, so the Fifth Xuan had asked the Eighth Generation Shaman to send someone to meet them, which was why he asked this question.
"They will be there in ten days,"
the Eighth Generation Shaman replied immediately.
The Fifth Xuan nodded in the Bagua space, thought for a moment, and then wrote on the thick mist:
Do you still remember the story of the prison I told you?
The Eighth Generation Shaman thought for a moment, nodded, and said, "Remember, a man took something he shouldn't have taken, and the shaman of that tribe drew a circle under his feet, trapping him in it as a punishment."
When the Fifth Xuan tells idioms, he will adjust the story to be more suitable for this era, and the prison is like this.
"Mistakes and punishments are fine when there are few people, but it's hard to do when there are many people. At this time, we need to set rules, which are the laws I told you before."
The Fifth Xuan considered and tried to explain the matter simply.
"I can still remember the Hammurabi Tribe Code you told me."
The Eighth Generation Shaman spoke immediately, saying that he remembered more.
"I am going to establish the Fire Tribe Alliance Code."
It was the best situation that the Eighth Generation Shaman could remember it, and the Fifth Xuan directly expressed his thoughts.
"Fire Tribe Alliance Code?"
The Eighth Generation Shaman chewed on this sentence, and a light flashed in his eyes.
The Fire Totem was talking about the Alliance Code, not the Fire Tribe Code, which shows that this code is larger and more complicated than the Hammurabi Tribe Code he knew.
The wind and snow on the altar were much colder than below. If the Eighth Generation Shaman stayed there for a long time on ordinary days, he would feel cold, but at this moment, he only felt hot.
"Bring the basalt here tomorrow, and I will write the law on it with the totem fire."
After giving this order, the Fifth Xuan gave up communicating with the Eighth Generation Shaman and let the excited guy leave alone.
Without waiting for the next day, the Eighth Generation Shaman asked the beast to lead the team to bring the basalt that night.
When the dawn of the next day came, the basalt could be seen from the altar at the end of the sky and earth.
This is a huge stone. Fortunately, the Eighth Generation Shaman had people grind the stone into a cylindrical shape early on, which made it much easier to transport.
When the basalt was pulled into the tribe, many tribesmen were talking about it. Some speculated that a totem was about to be promoted and that the stone was used as a totem column.
The Eighth Generation Shaman naturally did not explain the purpose of the stone to the tribe, but kept urging the warriors to pull it to the totem fire.
"Can the basalt stone after the code is engraved really become a totem?"
The Sun Totem looked at the tall basalt below and asked the Fifth Xuan.
"When the code is deeply rooted in people's hearts, it should be possible."
The Fifth Xuan guessed.
In fact, he was not sure, but according to his understanding of the emergence and formation of totems, this should be the result.
Sun Totem nodded and said, "Do we really want to let the witch participate in the discussion of the code?"
This sentence successfully attracted Moon Totem who was looking at the basalt. She turned her head and said with a positive expression on her face, "This will make the totem become the same as the tribe members, and will consume the kind of... divinity you mentioned."
Fifth Xuan: "The law is given to the tribe members to use. If they don't participate, it will be out of touch with reality."
Sun and Moon Totems looked at each other, and they saw worry in each other's eyes.
"Just discuss the earliest legislation. In the future, I will give more guidance and will not participate."
Fifth Xuan said this so that the two don't have to worry too much. He knows that too much communication with the tribe members will bring trouble.
After the discussion, Diwu Xuan controlled the totem fire to wrap around the upright basalt, began to burn its surface, and slowly imprinted the code he had already compiled on it.
This is a job that requires delicate operation, but it is not difficult for Diwu Xuan. Before he was still a spirit totem, he could already micro-manipulate the totem fire.
But there are many words to be engraved, and Diwu Xuan did not want to make mistakes in a hurry, so the engraving speed was not fast.
The imprisoned old leader of the Knife Tribe naturally saw this scene. His room was arranged near the upper floors of the Fire Tribe because it was easy to watch over.
He could see the basalt pillars in the totem fire through his own yard, but he didn't know what it was for.
The eighth generation wizard would come over every day and walk around the basalt pillar to confirm how many words were engraved - he couldn't see the words clearly through the totem fire, so he could only make a rough estimate.
On the third day, the engraving was nearing completion, and Diwu Xuan became more and more cautious, not wanting to give up at the very end. When
night fell, the eighth generation wizard did not go home, but squatted beside the totem fire, accompanied by the sound wizard, the wolf wizard and the eight pillar wizards.
Several wizards surrounded this side of the basalt pillar, waiting quietly.
"Is it almost over?"
the sound wizard asked.
The eighth generation wizard nodded, pointing to the brighter light in the totem fire: "That's the engraving part, it's about to end."
"What does the law look like?"
the wolf wizard asked speculatively.
"Some things are prohibited, such as only being able to use the restroom in public toilets."
The Eighth Generation Shaman firmly stated his guess.
The Fifth Xuan was still very strict about urban hygiene, especially defecation and urination. He really couldn't stand Ba Xia walking on feces.
The witches thought about it and agreed with the Eighth Generation Shaman's idea. The Fire Totem really cared about this aspect.
Before the late night came, the Fifth Xuan finally finished engraving all the words. When he removed the totem fire, the witches rushed over and read from the beginning.
Although they had all learned simplified Chinese characters, the content above was too complicated for them, especially the 144 calendar articles, which made them feel overwhelmed.
By dawn, they had not been able to read through the entire code. Diwu Xuan did not know whether to say they were stupid or to blame his own awkward writing.
It took the witches five days to read through the entire code, which was completely beyond Diwu Xuan's expectations. He thought one day would be enough. It seemed that he was too optimistic about the cultural level of these witches.
During the five days, the witches basically did not have a good rest. After the first reading, they went to rest immediately without having time to discuss.
When they woke up, Chuan Mo Wu finally arrived at the Fire City in the wind and snow.
This was her first time seeing this new Fire Tribe settlement. Just by looking at it from a distance, she discovered the changes in the entire settlement.
Walls, streets, houses, many places have changed, but these changes seem to have been laid long before. The
previous Fire Tribe settlements were well planned, but compared to this time, it was still not as good.
The Tapir Shaman first paid homage to the Fire Totem, and then met with the witches, and then she was attracted by the code engraved on the basalt.
She didn't care about her physical fatigue and sat down next to the code to read it. She sat there for two days. After two days, the Tapir Shaman finally recovered from her crazy state.
"A miracle."
She called the Fire Tribe Alliance Code.
"The settings for all aspects here are completely beyond my imagination. Many things are predictive."
After hearing her words, Diwu Xuan couldn't help but nod in the gossip space. It seems that among all the witches, she is the one with the strongest reading ability. Calling
all the witches in front of him, Diwu Xuan proposed an idea for them to discuss, which surprised the witches.
"Respected Fire Totem, this is already a miracle. We have no idea how to discuss it, let alone make random suggestions on such a great code."
The tapir witch was the first to stand up and said in a very exaggerated tone.
Although the tone was exaggerated, it was her true thoughts. For example, there was a false accusation here, which was something she could never have imagined - who would lie about something that another person did not do?
But when she linked this crime with a simple crime of theft, the thief could completely steal and then accuse others to eliminate the hidden danger.
This was something that had never happened before, or maybe it had happened, but just like before the crime of false accusation appeared, no one thought of this.
And Fire Totem not only thought of it, but also set the corresponding punishment: the accuser cut off his tongue and took the responsibility for the crime he had accused.
The witches said that they had no opinion on the code, but this was not the result that Diwu Xuan wanted.
Seeing this, Diwu Xuan could only take the initiative to raise his biggest doubts about the code: sentencing.
In the entire code, there are punishments such as cutting tongues and chopping hands, but there is no death penalty. Several totems disagree on this point, and he hopes to see the opinions of these witches.
"There must be."
The wolf witch gave an answer almost instantly. The fifth Xuan did not say that they had no ideas, but the wolf witch reacted as soon as the fifth Xuan reminded him.
"For those captives who dared to resist, for those traitors, and for those tribesmen who killed their own tribesmen, they should be sentenced to death."
The fifth Xuan looked at the wolf witch, then at the proud moon totem beside him, and cast his eyes on the eighth generation witch and the tapir witch.
Although the wolf witch's words also had a place in his heart, they were still a step behind the eighth generation witch and the tapir witch. He hoped that the two could give pertinent opinions.
"There can be the death penalty, but just like the above says that hard labor can be used to atone for a crime of more than three years but less than seven years, I think it can be set to lifelong hard labor or death penalty depending on the severity of the case."
The tapir witch gave her own thoughts, but did not insist on it, leaving room for maneuver.
The wolf witch listened to her, shook his head in thought, and it seemed that he was not very satisfied with the result, and then looked at the eighth generation witch.