The Shaman seemed to have known that Shao Xuan would come up the mountain, so he just sat in the stone house and waited.
The guards at the door smiled kindly when they saw Shao Xuan.
"The Shaman is waiting inside." One of them whispered to Shao Xuan.
"Thank you." Shao Xuan thanked them and walked into the house.
Seeing the Shaman sitting there, Shao Xuan felt that the Shaman was very tired, not physically, but mentally. It seemed that the Shaman had aged a lot in the past year.
Shao Xuan walked to the low stone table and sat down, asking, "Are you okay?"
The Shaman nodded with a smile. The wrinkles on his face were deeper because of the changes in his face.
Looking at Shao Xuan carefully, the Shaman was very pleased, "How was the journey?"
"Very good. I learned a lot. I will draw it for you when the time comes. Of course, you have to provide some animal skins and pigments. I don't have them now."
Although Shao Xuan had said that he would draw the experience of this journey in the form of a scroll, there were too many things that he had experienced, so it was impossible to draw everything. There were some things that Shao Xuan had to mention to the Shaman.
As for the eagle that led the way, the high mountain range, the ice field at the top of the mountain, the mysterious Eagle Mountain, and the strange white insects, Shao Xuan would describe them in detail and draw them on the Wu Roll.
The Shaman listened very carefully. Sometimes, he would think about the records passed down by his ancestors. He didn't interrupt and let Shao Xuan talk. He was afraid that he would miss some details if he interrupted.
When Shao Xuan finally finished, the Shaman was still in a daze. It took a while for him to come back to his senses.
"The Eagle Mountain really exists." The Shaman sighed.
When he saw the little bird that Shao Xuan took out, he knew that it would grow into a big bird.
Shao Xuan once asked him if he had ever thought about going outside the tribe to find people from other tribes.
In fact, the shamans had thought about this for a long time. This was something that every shaman had thought about, but no one had succeeded. When the Shaman saw the eagle, he had an idea. He thought, what if one day, the eagle could grow up smoothly and grow big enough to fly over the surrounding obstacles and go to places further away where the warriors of the tribe could not reach?
According to the ancestral records, the Giant Mountain Eagles were a race that did not fear the peak of the mountain. When they see a tall mountain, they will not think of avoiding it, but of conquering it.
In every hunting ground, there were mountains that the warriors couldn't climb over, blocking their way forward. When they hunted, they would avoid those places. Even the ancestors who opened up the hunting route back then avoided those mountains. Unless they found another route to pass through that mountain, they would go around it. If they couldn't go around it, they would change their route.
The others in the tribe didn't know that the ancestors had encountered many obstacles when they were setting up hunting routes. In the end, they had to give up the original route and change it to the current ones.
What stopped the warriors were not the bloodthirsty ferocious beasts, but the mountains, the wide rivers, and the dangerous places.
But if there was a Giant Mountain Eagle that could fly directly over the mountains, then all the obstacles would be overcome.
If the eagle was lucky enough to survive and grow up smoothly, even if the Shaman couldn't see it in his lifetime, he would write his thoughts on the animal skin scroll and pass it on to the next shaman, and the one after that, and even the successor of the shaman hundreds of years later. He hoped that they would be able to see the day when they could truly go out.
That was why he gave Chacha better protection than Caesar on the first day he saw him.
But now, he didn't expect that Shao Xuan could take Chacha to the Eagle Mountain and help Chacha complete the first stage of his growth!
Everything seemed to be full of hope.
A few years ago, he was very excited about opening up a new route. However, after Shao Xuan mentioned to him about the outside tribes, he felt that compared to going out, whether it was opening up a new route or other things, they were not important. That was why he was so calm when Ta and Guigou were fighting.
But he wouldn't tell anyone about this. After all, in the eyes of others, there were many things that were illusory and unreal. As the spiritual leader of the tribe, he couldn't act on impulse when he wasn't absolutely sure.
"Good! Very good! Xuan, next time you come here, bring Chacha with you. "The Shaman said happily.
"Yes, next time I'll bring him with me. He has grown so much that he can't fit in the room." Shao Xuan said.
When he heard that Chacha had grown so big that he couldn't fit in the room, the Shaman smiled so widely that his eyes narrowed. He couldn't wait to call Chacha over and praise him.
Shao Xuan looked at the overjoyed Shaman and scratched the goosebumps on his arm. He wanted to say something but stopped himself. The Shaman was a little emotional now. Should he say that now or find another chance to say it? At his age, he couldn't take it anymore.
"What, are there other changes?" The Shaman's smile faded as he asked.
"This … Well, how far do you think the outside tribes are from us?" Shao Xuan asked.
The Shaman's smile reappeared, full of expectation. "As long as Chacha grows strong enough, he can find other tribes. Believe me, that day will come!"
Then, the Shaman became a little disappointed and sighed. "But, maybe I won't be able to see that day."
Shao Xuan didn't say anything. He only reached into the animal skin bag and took out the stone that the Giant Eagle had given him. He took it out and placed it on the stone table in front of him.
After returning, Shao Xuan carefully cleaned the stone again. This time, there was no strange smell.
As for the shamaness, when she saw what Shao Xuan had placed on the stone table, she sighed and froze.
The Shaman seemed to be frozen. He maintained his posture and even his expression was frozen. Only his eyes were fixed on the palm-sized flat stone that Shao Xuan had placed on the stone table.
"Gurgle … gurgle …" The Shaman wanted to say something, but he only made some meaningless sounds, as if there was something stuck in his throat.
"Hey, are you okay? Calm down, calm down a little! Take a deep breath, inhale! " Shao Xuan was frightened when he saw the Shaman like this. He waved his hand in front of the Shaman's eyes and quickly patted his back. "Take a deep breath, like this, huff —"
Shao Xuan, who was standing in front of the Shaman, was pushed to the side by the Shaman. The Shaman's whole body was trembling. When he raised his hand and reached for the stone, his hand was shaking so hard that if he was holding a ladle of soup, the soup would be gone.
Seeing that the Shaman had finally calmed down, Shao Xuan sat back down.
"I didn't finish. This stone was given to me by a very large eagle. It almost vomited all over me …" Shao Xuan told the Shaman what had happened at that time, how he found the pattern on the eagle's foot and how he fed it.
The Shaman treated the stone as if it was an extremely precious and fragile object. He carefully touched the stone and listened to Shao Xuan's story without missing a single word.
After Shao Xuan finished, the Shaman picked up the stone with the pattern on it and carefully looked at the picture on it.
The picture looked like a rolling cloud. The Shaman searched his memory and said with a trembling voice due to excitement, "I remember this picture was in the ancestor's animal skin scroll. Wait, I'll go look through it. "
Shao Xuan only felt a gust of wind blow in front of him and the Shaman disappeared. Soon, the Shaman returned, took the stone from the stone table, and left again.
Looking around, Shao Xuan got up and poured himself a cup of water. He slowly drank and waited.
Halfway through, when the people outside came in to change the tea for the Shaman, they saw Shao Xuan sitting there peacefully and their faces twitched. Shao Xuan was probably the first person who could drink tea in the Shaman's place. Even if they were the two team leaders, they would still be subconsciously restrained here.
After about half an hour, the Shaman came back like a gust of wind and called Shao Xuan, "Follow me, we're going to find Xing!"
Shao Xuan knew who the "Xing" the Shaman was talking about. When he came here in the past, he saw "Xing" a few times. That person was older than the Shaman, and it was said that many of his ancestors had been leaders and Shaman. His words had more weight in the tribe, and when there were important matters to discuss, he would be called over.
However, that old man didn't seem to be easy to talk to. Shao Xuan remembered that the old man's gaze was not good. It was like a knife, as if he couldn't wait to cut him a few times.
The Shaman took Shao Xuan out of the stone house and went to another place on the mountain.
At this time, there were many people chatting outside. As they were talking, they saw the Shaman quickly move his old legs and whizz past them. They didn't even have time to salute.
"That's … the Shaman?" A warrior said.
"It seems so."
"What happened? Why is the Shaman so anxious? "
"Didn't you see who was following behind the Shaman?"
"They seem to be heading towards Lei's house. Lei's grandfather is Xing! "
At this, a few people had an "I understand" look on their faces. It seemed that the Shaman was going to fight for a spot with Shao Xuan.
In Guigou's hunting team, although he was the team leader, he would often listen to Xing's opinions. If the Shaman asked for a spot for Shao Xuan, it was unknown if Xing would agree. As for adding another person, that was even more impossible. Back then, when he swore to the fire seed by the fire pit, he said that there would only be thirty people. There wouldn't be one more person, and there wouldn't be one less.
At this moment, Xing was sitting in the house with his eyes half closed, deep in thought.
Xing's father had once told him earnestly, "You have to have a long-term vision. Don't just look at the people around you." Therefore, Xing felt that it was too monotonous for his descendants to be limited to the original hunting route.
If they were going to do something, they should do something big! Opening up a new hunting route would be a glory that no one, other than their ancestors, could achieve in hundreds of years!
This kind of glory would naturally be shared by his own people. As for the others, he didn't care.
Thinking about what Lei had said when he came back, Xing snorted heavily. Why would the Shaman treat the people on the mountain badly for a kid from the foot of the mountain?
As he was thinking, the Shaman had already brought Shao Xuan over.
Because it was the Shaman, no one in the family dared to stop him.
Although he was older than the Shaman and had a higher status in the tribe, he still had to respect the Shaman.
Xing stood up and bowed to the Shaman. As for Shao Xuan, who was beside the Shaman, he pretended not to see him.
"Xuan, close the door!" The Shaman said to Shao Xuan, who was behind him.
Xing's room was different from the others, who only used animal skin or grass curtains. Instead, there was a wooden plank.
Shao Xuan pulled the plank horizontally, blocking the view of the people outside the room.
Seeing the Shaman like this, Xing was also angry. He was about to say something when he saw the Shaman carefully place the item in his hand on the table beside him.
All of Xing's anger, all of his words, was replaced by another emotion the moment he saw this stone. The muscles on his face were twisted, probably because his emotions were too complicated and he was too agitated.
Shao Xuan felt the goosebumps on his arms increase.
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