Chronicles of Primordial Wars - Chapter 285
Regardless of the legend, how much the process of seeking rain has changed, one thing is that the people of the rain tribe are very realistic. …,
No matter what lie you make, if you can make a difference, they will believe, and the letter will be firm and strictly enforced. Otherwise, even if you pay more and fail to achieve the results they want, they will be cruel.
How high can you pile up before, you can pull you down now and step on the fire. Take Yang Lan as an example.
Compared to the Yanjiao tribe, the witch of the rain tribe is really low in status. However, witches and witches are also different. If the Yanjiao tribe also has a witch like the rain tribe, it is now similar to the rain tribe.
Shao Xuan thinks, still have to look at people.
I probably thought that I could live without two days, and I didn’t hide my words. In many cases, he could not say to people inside the tribe that it sounded too rebellious, but it was different for people outside the tribe, because outsiders did not recognize other tribes. Yang Lan said that he did not care, and vented his grievances.
Silence for a moment, Yang Yan squinted, swaying the oxtail on the hand, the hoarse voice sang: “Ying white silk rain, sand yellow mud road… God in the sky, rain is a coat… Please ask you… …”
This is a song that many people in the rain tribe will sing.
When did you start to ask for rain? How long has time passed?
Hundreds of years? millennium? Even far away can’t remember?
“What is the scene of the white silk rain, sand and yellow mud? What do you really want to see?” Yang said.
The records left by the ancestors are not complete, but the songs passed down from generation to generation are known to everyone. It is a pity that this song depicts what the scene is, no one can imagine. No one knows. Because the people who know, are gone.
“I heard that when the rain is successful, the rain falls down the line, and all the ground becomes mud. People walk barefoot on the wet mud. Enjoy the rush of rain.” Yang said.
Slime is not derogatory here. For the people of the rain tribe, “sludge” and “slim mud” are all hopeful sights, because in most of their memories, the ground is hard and cracked. .
Just saying, the girl named Xiao Wei who Shao Xuan saw yesterday came over. There was an anger that could not be concealed. I probably didn’t expect to see Shao Xuan here. The surprise on her face flashed past, but I didn’t pay much attention to it. I turned to look at the Yang Lan sitting on the ground.
“There are two more! The gangster!” Mi Fu was very excited.
Yang Lan held the oxtail’s hand tightly, and then calmed down. “If you don’t do it, don’t do it. If you want to fill the gap, people who are willing to fill the gap will double the price.”
“What else to add!” said Mi. “The river tide directly took them away with the currency! You can give the coin, can he not give it?! Yesterday, I left one. It is rare to find someone to fill the gap, and now I am gone! Who can I find?! Who? Know that no one will leave today!”
The “river tide” in the rice dumplings was the singer of the witch who was with Yang Yang. It was only that time that Yang Sheng won, but now, the leader supports the river tide and suppresses Yang. As the day passed, the supporters of Yang Lan also decreased rapidly. Yesterday, Yang Lan also said that the other party and his supporters were more than half a pair, and after another day, a small part of it was gone.
I probably think that the witch can’t ask for rain. Even the witch who followed him will suffer.
Someone else followed, because of the supporters behind Yang Lan, but now, a bunch of supporters in the river tide and the leader’s coercion and lure, standing in the other’s camp, naturally there are witches to change their position.
According to the request for rain, eight witches are indispensable. But now, I can’t find the right person to make up for a while.
If you can’t make up, you can’t ask for rain, and you can’t directly fail.
This is the rule set by the ancestors and cannot be changed.
Want to change? OK, you can ask for the rain and say that the people of the rain tribe will definitely not object, but if it is not raining, then it can only come according to the rules.
“…and,” Mi Fu took a deep breath and tried to calm himself down. He said: “The oxtail they prepared for you was also taken back and given to the river.”
Not only were people being taken away, but even the carefully prepared oxtails were also sent to the enemy.
Ask for rain?
How can I ask?
If you go on like this, you don’t have to prepare anything, just prepare to be burned to death.
“What to do? The ceremony will begin tomorrow!” Mi Hao was anxious to turn around in the house.
“Is there a cow in the surrounding mountains? I can go find it.” Shao Xuan said.
“No need.” Yang Lan put his hand on the oxtail that had been stained with a lot of dust on Shao Xuanyang’s hand. He said: “This one is enough. Which cow tail can’t be a whip? The ancestors did not say What kind of oxtail must be.”
“What about the witch?” Shao Xuan asked, “If you need a foreign currency or something else, I have brought some here.”
“Beet currency is not used, we have it on hand.” When Mi Fu looked at Shao Xuan, his face eased a lot. Although Shao Xuan is not a rain tribe, at this time, she is willing to help, she is also grateful.
just……
“The witch is not enough.”
When Mi Fu’s voice just fell, he heard a voice from outside: “Who said enough?!”
The original sitting on the ground bounced and looked out of the door with amazement.
The dilapidated wooden door that was obscured was removed by a pair of old hands.
Shao Xuan saw two dark-skinned middle-aged women coming in one after the other. Behind them, there was a gray-haired old man. Although he was old, his body was still healthy and his steps were stable. How many old things come out.
“There are not enough people, we can!” said the first middle-aged woman who came in.
“A Niang! Grandma!” Yang Lan looked at the people who came in and was shocked.
“A Niang!” Mi Fu was shocked and didn’t know what to say.
The three people who came in were Yang Nian and his grandmother, and Mi Fu and her mother.
Seeing Shao Xuan, they are only slightly surprised, but after Shao Xuan introduced himself, the three also showed a friendly meaning, and also thanked Shao Xuandao, they know that Shao Xuan helped Yang Yang.
“You…you…” Yang Lan is hard to stutter.
“How are we? The ancestors never said that the witch must be young.” Yang said his mother.
The ancestors did not say it, but the rain tribe is beautiful with a slim and flowing body with a smart curve. Therefore, when choosing a witch, it will also choose such a young woman, and even some families will be trained from an early age. Up to now, women who have never seen a middle-aged or older have never been a witch. After all, middle-aged women in the tribe are naturally no more young than those who work because of their work.
However, now that more and more people have turned their backs, even the eight witches have not gotten together, and the three elders have made the best decision.
If other people are witches, even if they fail to ask for rain afterwards, they will not be able to find a good life, but they will not be in danger of life. The gang of new appointees is aiming at Yang Hao, and even the family members who are carrying Yang Yang are also very demanding. Maybe they will burn together after the time.
Looking at the people who were crying in the house, Shao Xuan left the wooden house.
Several middle-aged men stood outside the house and were guarded around the house. It should be a relative of Yang Yan or a familiar elder.
It is no wonder that these people are reluctant to protect them. At this time, they really protect him. There are only these people in the rain tribe.
The house is still turbid and the visibility is low. Shao Xuan intends to take a walk outside. Think about what you can do.
Not far away, a half-armed lizard was crawling, and a creature suddenly rushed out of the sand.
Shao Xuan looked at the past, that is the same variety that they had eaten not long ago.
Poor guy who just rushed out for food, the meat has not yet imported, it was smashed by Shao Xuan. (To be continued…)