Chronicles of Primordial Wars

Shao Xuan dragged the hunted prey back as dinner for the three of them tonight.

When Shao Xuan left, Quchi and Hung Xi of the Yu tribe looked for Shao Xuan. Quchi was purely idle and bored. Without seeing Shao Xuan, he gossiped with Ray and Tao about these pit fathers of the Rain tribe. When the joke was told, the time was passed. And Hung Xi, came to fight with Shao Xuan, didn't find anyone, left again.

About the Rain Tribe, Tao and Ray listened to the gossip, then asked Xiao Xuan. Shao Xuan roughly told them, didn't say much, but they both knew what the situation was and said it was unbelievable.

How can you treat a witch like that? In the Horn Tribe, the witch says one, no one dares say two.

But the two of them didn't have much interest in the outside world, so they just said, "Poor thing! ”

They, like the rest of the team, don't believe in getting rain here, purely as a leisure time topic.

Nearly at dusk, Yang Xuan asked people to come and find Shao Xuan. As the witch of the rainy tribe, Yang Xuan could not come directly here. If people saw him at such a time, he could easily cause Shao Xuan trouble.

Still that shabby cabin, but now there is no one else in the house, so I lit a fire and sat on the ground waiting for Shao Xuan. Next to Yangtze, there is an animal leather bag with a drum bladder.

It will be raining tomorrow, but Yangtze doesn't seem to be in any hurry, just more silent than he looks during the day.

“What is it?” Shao Xuan went into the house and asked.

“Shao Xuan, I beg you for a favor.” He pleaded.

“Speak first.” Shao Xuan searched for a place to sit and wait for Yang Xuan's next words.

Yang Xuan handed Shao Xuan the animal leather bag next to him: “If I can't resist tomorrow, my father and mother will have rice they will be sent out, you... help..."

Probably also knew that I was a little too demanding, and Yangtze said half of it was stuck. When it comes to relationships, Shao Xuan and him are really not very deep. If Shao Xuan helps, it is directly against the Yu tribe.

Without waiting for Shao Xuan to speak, Yang Qian hastened: “Just please help them get out of the rain tribe. The river tide is aimed at me. If anyone else leaves the rain tribe, they will be deported at best, not chased. ”

He grabbed his head and shouted, “If you're expelled, I'd like them to go to your flaming horn tribe, the Wesen Mountain Forest. I hear you've got tourists following you. ”

Yang Zheng stuffed the leather bag filled with beijing coins into Shao Xuan's hand, continued to talk about his successor arrangements, said a lot of people, just not himself.

Shao Xuan didn't look at the beast leather bag with the bell coin on it and asked: "Is there no turning? ”

Dropped his hand helplessly, "No. ”

“Could it really be raining?” Shao Xuan added.

“I hope so.” Yangqiao pulled a laugh. He didn't believe it himself, he just said what he wanted. If it rains, what is the new chief and what is the river tide? Not only will he not be kicked off the stage, he will also be able to stand taller and more steady! But...

That's impossible!

“Don't worry, if I can help, I will. The chirp also followed, just because of Yangsha, it is now hiding a little further away.” Shao Xuan did not return the bags of beijing coins, so he was relieved when he took them. By then, if Yangtze's parents and friends are really expelled, Shao Xuan will return these to them and draw them a map to the Flaming Horn tribe.

When I heard Shao Xuan say this, Yang Xuan rarely revealed a relaxed look, "Thank you! ”

Shao Xuan shook his hand and turned to ask: "Do you want rain? Can't you find a way? Can't you find another way? Like switching back to the earliest whiplash rainstorms? ”

She laughed and mocked herself. “It's useless. Without saying that the rules laid down by our ancestors cannot be easily changed, we can say how to ask for rain. In fact, as long as we have that ability, it is the right thing to do. If something goes wrong, it's wrong to do anything. ”

Shao Xuan stunned, “You mean... the key is the witch? Not those ways? ”

“You could say that. However, the decisive point now is not the witch, but the spark.” He hesitated for a moment and said, “The spark of the rain tribe, something went wrong. ”

Something wrong with the spark? Shao Xuan was confused.

“Witches can turn on the rainstorm, and the spark decides to seek its success or failure. Because the spark is broken, no matter what you ask, it can't rain. I also found a record of a covert witch on a fortuitous occasion to find out about this. They said," Sparks, "as if they were asleep. When a witch seeks rain, she can't even wake them up. She only wakes up once a year during the high sacrifice, and no other time she wakes up. Rain is likely to succeed when it comes to high sacrifice, but when it comes to high sacrifice, it is not a drought season and it is very cold, and there is no strong willingness to seek rain. The spark fell asleep outside the ritual of the high sacrifice and could not awaken it, nor could it succeed in seeking rain. ”

It was indeed a coincidence that Yangtze found the animal leather roll that contained the secret. The animal leather roll was still buried underground with symbolic words that only witches could understand.

“Can't you wake it up?” Shao Xuan asked.

“Waking up would have been successful, not until now. And this has been going on for a long time. In fact, the rule that a candidate for witch must go on a journey, not to find a way to solve a difficult problem, the main purpose of this rule is to elect a stronger person as a witch, and only a stronger person is more likely to awaken the spark. ”

Yang Zheng photographed Shao Xuan. "Just listen to this. Don't say anything, or the Rain Tribe will be in turmoil. ”

If the tribe is disturbed, by the means of the incumbent chief, even if it can be controlled, it cannot really control people's hearts and minds of panic. If it persists, the development of the rainy tribe will become more deformed, and if it is more serious, it may gradually move towards destruction. So, whoever knows these secrets will hide them and die.

“Don't worry, I won't.” Shao Xuan promised. They are far away from the flaming horn tribe, how the rain tribe is, it has no effect on the tribe at all. Besides, Shao Xuan himself is not a talker.

After another chat, Yang Zheng got up and left to prepare for the next day's death ceremony. For him, tomorrow's rainstorm ceremony is the death ceremony.

Shao Xuan also took the bag of berries back to the resting place.

The next day, the sky sanded more severely. Wind and sand dance, lower visibility, quite a dust storm look.

The people in the team stayed in the cabin except for the food exchange. The weather was so bad that they didn't want to go out for sand.

Knowing that today is the rainfall ceremony of the rainfall tribe, no one intends to approach the rainfall tribe, at a time when the rainfall tribe is more defensive.

“I can't see the noise. The weather is bad. Alas!” Curtsey lay down on the window and looked out at the flying sand.

“Turn it off, the sand is blowing in!” The people in the house blamed it.

And he sighed and pulled the plank of the window up, and he said to the people in the house, "Do you think the Rain Tribes can really ask for rain? ”

“Do you believe that? These little tribes just like to exaggerate and brag! ”

Not only are people from reckless tribes, but others have similar ideas. They didn't really wait to see if it was going to rain. They took advantage of the two days to rest. Once the weather got better, they had to leave again. The road behind would be difficult to walk, and it would be difficult to find a place to rest.

Within the rainy tribe.

Built on a high platform above the fire pond, some of the things needed for the rainstorm ceremony are on top.

They don't have to worry about the fire in the pond suddenly coming up, because they haven't seen anything like it, except for the time of the grand sacrifice at the beginning of each year.

Many people have gathered around the pond, and everyone is whispering that some people are really praying that it rains, regardless of who the witches are, and that there are a lot of crops growing on their farms. There are others, just to watch the jokes.

The people who are led by the river tide belong to the new chief, and look at the eyes with shade and anticipation. Looking forward to seeing the tribes push into the fire after the failure of the rainstorm.

“Look over there! ”

“This is ridiculous! How dare you! ”

“Are they really asking for rain? The Rain God will be angry! ”

The river tide followed the people's gaze, only to see the yellow, green and staggered weaving clothes in the rainstorm ceremony, followed by eight witches. And it was the witches who made the river tide almost stare out their eyes.

They coerced some people to leave Yangtze and let Yangtze clutter the witch seeking the rain ceremony, but they didn't expect Yangtze to take this step!

What about the body that was promised to move like running water? What about the young, tender girl? What about the witch you raised when you were little?!

Why do several old women show up?!!

What is that, a ball?

Mi u's mother had eaten a plant by mistake, causing bone changes, and her body was obese, looking like a ball. Even if she was starving to death, she would still be fat. Ritual uniforms made overnight are slightly more generous, making them look fatter. Though not so fat, her body is clearly different from those of the young girls, and she doesn't feel as agile as running water. As for Grandma Yang, not to mention, to that station, it's remarkable.

The team of nine came out of a house near the fire pond and went straight to the altar. And what happened was that the people around them avoided like snakes and scorpions, and some of them reacted slowly because of shock, and after returning to God, they also took a few steps back, afraid that they might be mistaken for something to do with them.

Some of the elderly in the tribe who thought they were “highly respected" saw this scene and almost fell in anger with their eyes open.

Damn it! This is ridiculous! What a jerk!

Is this fooling the people or insulting the ancestors? The guilty spirits are certain.

Oh, my God!

If the spirits get angry, won't it rain again?

Some of them were too old to faint because they were too excited, and there was another riot.

Those who were far away could not see the situation there because the wind and sand were too big, but when they heard the news, they were also surprised not to speak for half a day. After returning to God, they followed the people beside them and shouted at him and his family.

“They should be expelled! ”

“Burn it, burn it! ”

“Burn them! To ask God's forgiveness! ”