Chronicles of Primordial Wars

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

When Shao Xuan left, Qu Ce and Hongxi from the Yu tribe approached Shao Xuan. Qu Ce was just idle and bored. He didn't see Shao Xuan, so he wentssips with Lei and Tuo about these nasty things about the Yu tribe. Jokes tell, pass the time. And Hongxi came to fight with Shao Xuan, but he left without finding anyone.

Regarding the matter of the Yu tribe, after listening to Quce's gossip, Tuo and Lei asked Shao Xuan again. Shao Xuan talked to them roughly, but didn't say much, but the two of them also understood what the situation was now, and both expressed their disbelief.

Why do you treat witches like this? In the Yanjiao tribe, Wu said one, but no one dared to say two.

However, the two of them were not very interested in the affairs of the foreign tribe, so they just sighed with emotion: "What a pity!"

Like the rest of the team, they didn't believe that they could get rain here, and it was purely a topic of leisure.

When it was almost dusk, Yang Sui asked people to come and find Shao Xuan to go out. As a witch of the Rain Tribe, Yang Sui could not come here directly. If he was seen at such a time, it would easily cause trouble for Shao Xuan.

It was still the old wooden house, but now there was no one else in the house, so I raised one, lit a fire and sat on the ground waiting for Shao Xuan. Next to Yang Sui, there is a bulging animal skin bag.

I will ask for rain tomorrow, but Yang Sui doesn't seem to be in a hurry at all, just more silent than during the day.

"What's the matter?" Shao Xuan entered the room and asked.

"Shao Xuan, I beg you to do me a favor." Yang Sui pleaded.

"You speak first." Shao Xuan found a place to sit down and waited for Yang Sui's next words.

Yang Sui handed the animal skin bag beside him to Shao Xuan: "If I can't resist tomorrow, my aunt, aunt, and Mi Yan will be sent out. You...help..."

He probably knew that he was asking too much, so Yang Sui got stuck halfway through his words. In terms of friendship, Shao Xuan is really not that deep with him. If Shao Xuan helped, it would be directly against the rain tribe.

Before Shao Xuan could speak, Yang Sui hurriedly said: "Just please help them leave the Rain Tribe. Hechao and the others are targeting me. If others leave the Rain Tribe, they will be expelled at most, not hunted down."

Grabbing his head, Yang Sui said: "If they are expelled, I hope they can go to your Yanjiao tribe, the fierce beasts in the mountains and forests, I heard that there are tourists following you there."

Yang Sui stuffed the animal skin bag full of shell coins into Shao Xuan's hand,

He continued to talk about his follow-up arrangements and talked about a lot of people. Just didn't say anything about himself.

Shao Xuan didn't look at the animal skin bag with the shell coins, and asked, "Is there no turning point?"

Yang Sui lowered his hand helplessly, "No."

"Maybe I can really ask for rain?" Shao Xuan said again.

"I hope so." Yang Sui laughed. He didn't believe it himself, he just said it casually. If you can really ask for rain, what is the new leader, and what is the river tide? Not only will he not be kicked out, but he can stand taller and more stable! But……

Impossible!

"Don't worry, if I can help, I will definitely help. Chacha also followed. It's just because of the sandstorm, it's hiding a little farther now." Shao Xuan did not return the bag of shell coins, and took it back. Only after these Yang Sui were relieved. Wait until the time. If Yangsui's parents, relatives and friends were really expelled, Shao Xuan would return them to them and draw a map for them to go to the Yanjiao tribe.

Hearing Shao Xuan's words, Yang Sui rarely showed a relaxed expression, "Thank you!"

Shao Xuan waved his hand and asked instead, "You ask for rain, but you can't ask for one method, but another method won't work? For example, go back to the earliest method of using whip stones to ask for rain?"

Yang Sui smiled and said with a self-deprecating tone: "It's useless. Let's not say that the rules set by our ancestors cannot be easily changed. Let's talk about the way to ask for rain, in fact. As long as you have that ability, you can do whatever you want. If Something went wrong. Everything was wrong."

Shao Xuan was taken aback, "You mean... the key lies in witches? Not in those ways?"

"You can say that. However, the decisive point now is not the witch, but the fire." Yang Sui hesitated for a while, but still said, "The fire of the Rain Tribe has a problem."

Problems with Tinder? Shao Xuan was puzzled.

"Wu Neng starts to ask for rain, and the fire determines the success or failure of the rain. Because the fire is ill, no matter how much you ask, it can't rain. I also found out about the records that a witch had hidden once by chance. They say that the fire seems to be asleep. When the witch is begging for rain, no matter how you call it, it will not wake it up. It only wakes up once a year during the great sacrifice, and it will not wake up at other times. If it is during the great sacrifice Praying for rain is likely to be successful, but the time of the big sacrifice is not a dry season, and it is very cold, so everyone is not very willing to ask for rain. Outside the big sacrifice ceremony, the fire falls asleep and cannot be woken up. , it is impossible to ask for rain."

It was indeed an accident that Yang Sui found the animal skin scroll that recorded the secret.

"You can't wake it up either?" Shao Xuan asked.

"If you could wake up, you would have succeeded long ago, and you won't have to wait until now. Moreover, this situation has been going on for a long time. In fact, the stipulation that Wu candidates must go out and travel, the purpose is not to find any way to solve the problem, The main purpose of this kind of regulation is to elect stronger people to serve as witches, and only stronger people are more likely to awaken the fire."

Saying that, Yang Sui patted Shao Xuan and said, "Just listen to this, don't say it out, or the rain tribe will be in chaos."

If the tribe is in chaos, even if it can be controlled by the means of the current leader, it cannot really control people's panic. If it goes on for a long time, the development of the rain tribe will become more deformed, and if it is more serious, it may slowly go to destruction. . Therefore, those who know these secrets will hide them until they die.

"Don't worry, I won't tell you." Shao Xuan assured. Their Yanjiao tribe is far away, and the rain tribe has no effect on the tribe at all. Besides, Shao Xuan himself is not a person with a long mouth.

After chatting for a while, Yang Sui got up and left, preparing for the death ceremony the next day. For him, the rain-seeking ceremony tomorrow is the death ceremony.

Shao Xuan also returned to the resting place with the bag of shell coins.

The next day, the sand blowing in the sky was even more serious. Wind and sand are flying, and visibility is lower. Kind of like a dust storm.

In addition to going out to exchange for food, the people in the team stayed in the wooden house, and the weather outside was too bad. They don't want to go out and eat sand.

Knowing that today is the time for the Rain Tribe's rain-seeking ceremony, everyone did not plan to go any closer to the Rain Tribe. At this time, the rain tribe's defense is more strict.

"It's hard to see the liveliness, and the weather is bad, alas!" Qu Ce lay on the window, looking at the flying sand outside.

"Close it quickly, the sand is blowing in!" the people in the room scolded.

With a sigh, he pulled up the wooden planks of the window, and Qu Ce asked the people in the room, "You say, people from the Rain Tribe. Can you really ask for rain?"

"You also believe this? These little tribes just like to exaggerate and brag!"

Not only the people of the Mang tribe, but other people have similar thoughts. I didn't really wait to see if it would rain. They took advantage of these two days to rest more. Once the weather is better, they have to set off again. .

within the rain tribe.

It is built on a high platform above the fire pit, and some things needed for the rain-seeking ceremony are placed on it.

They don't need to worry about the fire in the fire pond suddenly bursting out, because of this situation. Except for the time of the big sacrifice at the beginning of each year, they have not met.

A lot of people have gathered around the fire pit, and everyone is talking in a low voice. Some people are really praying that it will rain, no matter who the witch is, their farmland has a lot of crops. There are some people, just to see Yang Sui's jokes.

The people headed by He Chao belonged to the new leader, and they looked at Yang Sui with ruthlessness and anticipation. Looking forward to seeing Yang Sui being pushed to the fire by the tribe after his failure to ask for rain.

"Look over there!"

"It's just nonsense! How dare Yang Sui!"

"Do they really ask for rain? The rain god will be angry!"

He Chao followed everyone's line of sight, and saw Yang Sui, who was wearing a yellow-green interlaced knitted uniform for the rain-seeking ceremony, followed by eight witches. And it was those witches. Let the tide almost stare out his eyeballs.

They coerced and lured some people away from Yang Sui, so that Yang Sui couldn't gather together the witches of the rain-seeking ceremony. But I didn't expect that Yang Sui would take this step!

What about the body that is like flowing water? What about the young and delicate girl? What about the witches who were trained since childhood? !

Why are there so many old women? ! !

what is that? ball?

Mi Yan's mother once ate a plant by mistake. It leads to bone changes, and the body is also puffy, looking like a ball. Even if she starved to death, she would maintain this puffy appearance. The ceremonial clothes that were made overnight were a little wider, which made them even fatter. And although Yang Sui's mother is not that fat, her figure is also obviously different from those of the young girls, and she doesn't have the feeling of flowing water. As for Yang Sui's grandmother, not to mention, at that stop, she is conspicuous.

The nine-person team came out of a house near the fire pit and went straight to the altar. Wherever they passed, the people around them avoided it like snakes and scorpions. Some people who were stunned and slow to respond, even took a few steps back after regaining their senses, for fear of being mistaken for having something to do with these people.

Some old men in the tribe who thought they were "high and respectable", almost rolled their eyes and fell down when they saw this scene.

No reason! Extreme nonsense! Just asshole!

Is this fooling the clan, or insulting the ancestors? Offending the gods is for sure.

OMG!

Yang Sui makes such a fuss, if the gods are angry, will it not rain again in the future?

Some of the older ones were dizzy with excitement, and there was another commotion.

The people who were far away couldn't see what was going on there because of the wind and sand, but when they heard the news, they were so shocked that they couldn't speak for a long time. Yang Sui and his family.

"They should be expelled!"

"Burn to death, must burn to death!"

"Burn them to death! For the forgiveness of the gods!" (To be continued)