In the stonemason's room near the corner of the Qingque tribe, the stonemason Mu Tou was squatting there, clanging and knocking on the stones.

The stone that was hit this time was very large, more than three meters high, nearly half a meter thick, and almost half a meter wide.

This was a huge project, and the Son of God was pushing for it, so the people involved in the production included not only the veteran stonemason Mu Tou, but also several other stonemasons in the tribe brought up by Mu Tou.

Amid the clanging sounds, Mu Tou looked at the already formed stone tablet, and then began to carefully place the paper with the words written by the Son of God on the stone tablet.

After finishing it carefully and leaving traces of words on the stone tablet, he began to work on the wood with a hammer in one hand and a chisel in the other.

Carving words on stone is a technical job that requires Mu Tou to do it himself. Several other apprentices continued to hammer and chisel around the stone tablet, making the final repairs in an effort to make the stone tablet more neat and beautiful.

Because the Son of God said that this stone tablet is extremely important.

In the carpenter's room, Bo was not idle either, and he was hammering with a few apprentices.

As they continued hammering, a large sled gradually took shape.

The Son of God said that this was to transport the large stone tablet outside.

On the mountain that the Qingque tribe is leaning against, extending to the east for about a mile, there is a not-so-big hill. More than half of the trees on the hill have been cut down, and mulberry seedlings have been planted on it artificially.

Wait a little longer, until another batch of mulberry seedlings cultivated in the tribe are fully grown, the remaining trees here will also be cut down and all will be planted with mulberry trees.

Next to this hill is a piece of flat land, which was turned into farmland by the hardworking people of the Qingque tribe two years ago.

Now, part of the snow covering this place has been cleared away. Someone has lit a fire on the ground here, softened the surface layer of soil, and then started digging with hoes and spades.

There were deer pulling sleds coming and going here, pulling stones from the northwest side of the tribe here.

The eldest brother and other construction masters used the stones they brought and mixed them with lime to build the house here.

They built a stone wall, which was not long and enclosed about an acre of land.

The stone wall was not high, and it was completed after it rose one meter above the ground.

After the work was completed, the eldest brother and others began to use relatively regular stone slabs to build a stone platform on the outside, facing the center of the stone wall gate and five meters away from the gate.

There is a rectangular gap in the middle of the stone platform, which is used to plant the stone tablet.

The days pass quietly in such busyness.

Han Cheng, Han Dashenzi, who was the general commander of this matter, conducted inspections and gave corrections from time to time.

When the stone tablet was finally carved and the stone platform in front of the courtyard with only a low wall was finally built, with an order from Han Cheng, the large stone tablet wrapped in undyed linen was carried out of the house and placed on the large sled amid the orderly shouts of the crowd.

With the help of four donkeys that had never pulled anything except people and things, and four deer led by Uncle Deer, the stone tablet was pulled out of the tribe and came to the stone platform.

There was a rope tied to the top of the stone tablet, and sticks were tied around the stone tablet. With everyone working together, the stone tablet was placed on the stone platform with their hands and shoulders...

Half a day later, this stone tablet wrapped in white linen stood here.

Many people in the tribe looked up at the large stone tablet, wanting to know what words were engraved on it. However, because it was wrapped in white cloth, they could not see clearly...

In the Green Bird Tribe, the tragically dead person from the Sheep Tribe who was covered with ice and snow was dug out after returning.

He was dressed in new clothes and his face was tidied up. He was lying on something like a stretcher with a circle of green leaves placed around his body. Most of his body was covered by a green bird flag that had been taken down before, leaving his chest and face exposed for people to see.

The leader of the Sheep Tribe, with only some bones left, was placed in a jar, also dressed in the same way.

Under Han Cheng's order, the women of the Qingque tribe combed their hair carefully today and made their clothes as smooth and clean as possible.

The men in the tribe shaved their beards with a copper knife dipped in warm water, and also made their clothes clean and tidy.

Then Han Cheng asked people to hold white linen strips and distribute them to everyone.

These linens were sent by the Fire Tribe. Although they are better than before, most of them are still too rough. It doesn't hurt to tear them into strips now.

Most of the people of the Green Bird Tribe who received the thin strips of white linen were at a loss as to what to do with them, not knowing what the Son of God was doing with them.

Han Cheng didn't say much, but tied the linen strip in his hand around his left arm in front of everyone.

When the people in the tribe saw this, they followed suit.

After tying the cloth strips, Han Cheng came to the crowd with a solemn expression, stretched out his hands to personally tie the cloth strips for those who had not tied them properly, or adjusted those who had tied them crookedly.

While doing these things, Han Cheng had a serious face the whole time and didn't say a word.

Infected by this atmosphere, the crowd that was originally whispering gradually quieted down. Many people stood on the Qingque Square, but there was complete silence.

The weather was gloomy today and it had started snowing without anyone noticing. Han Cheng did not avoid it and continued with his work. The others also did not move and stood solemnly in the snow.

"rise!"

After tidying up his appearance, Han Cheng returned to where Chen Fang's body was and shouted in a deep voice. Several people who had been arranged before bent down and lifted up two stretchers covered with Green Bird flags.

Han Cheng got on the sled pulled by Uncle Lu, held a drumstick in his hand, and hit the drum hard. The sound of the drum like muffled thunder spread in all directions.

Tietou led Uncle Lu forward, while Wu and the eldest senior brother stood on the sled together. Behind the sled were the leader of the Sheep Tribe and the dead person from the Sheep Tribe who were being carried.

The rest of the people from the Qingque tribe, with white linen strips wrapped around their arms, followed behind and walked outside.

Snowflakes were falling, and the surroundings were all white. The team moved forward in a winding manner. Everyone had a solemn look on their faces and moved forward silently. No one spoke, only the sound of drums like thunder could be heard from time to time.

When they attacked the Bannong tribe before, everyone felt their blood boiling after hearing the drum sound, but now, all they heard was dullness, depression and sadness.

Lao Yang and several other people from the Sheep Tribe suddenly had their eyes blurred by tears while they were walking...

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