Yang Sui put down the oxtail in his hand and stood up.
Seeing Yang Sui casually throw the oxtail away, the young girl next to him glared at Yang Sui. Then she squatted down and carefully picked up the oxtail and put it into a long wooden box next to her. There was a layer of hay in the wooden box, and the oxtail was just right in it.
Yang Sui forced a smile, "Is it necessary? It's useless anyway. "
He briefly introduced them.
Shao Xuan knew that the young girl was called Mi Xu, who grew up with Yang Sui. Now she was also one of the witches who followed Yang Sui. She would also participate in the sacrifice.
"I heard that your Yanjiao tribe went back? Did you come with those people in the central region? "Yang Sui asked.
"Yes." Looking at the two's faces, Shao Xuan asked, "What happened on your side? Are you going to be ousted? "
Yang Sui scratched his head, "Kind of."
After a moment of silence, Yang Sui said, "It's okay if I don't want to be a witch. However, what's worse now is that I might be burned to death. "
"Bang!"
Mi Xu threw away the wooden box in her hand. She didn't care about the oxtail that she had carefully put in the box. She roared with red eyes, "I haven't prayed for rain yet. How do you know it won't come down?"
"Everyone knows that." Yang Sui smiled dejectedly, "It's just a matter of time before I'm burned to death."
"If you knew it, why did you lie to us?! Just say that you can't pray for rain. Why did you admit it?! " Mi Xu was so angry that her tears flowed down. She wiped her face and put the oxtail back into the box, put it in Yang Sui's hand, and strode out, regardless of whether the dust on her hands was on her face. As he ran out, he even kicked the half-closed door away.
Shao Xuan looked at Mi Xu who ran away after kicking the door, and then looked at Yang Sui who was standing there with a dejected look, and asked, "What's going on? What happened? "
Shao Xuan knew that when Yang Sui was competing for the position of the witch candidate, he observed the time when it might rain, and then he made a coincidence and finally defeated other competitors.
Yang Sui's face was worse than crying, "I regret it!" Recalling the situation at that time, he thought, "I'm courting death!" He should have told the truth under the pressure of the leader.
Seeing Shao Xuan again in such a rare situation, Yang Sui briefly explained the situation to Shao Xuan.
When he came back from his travels, he did successfully become a wizard. However, at the end of last year, a new leader took office. The leader supported another competitor at that time. It was unknown how he learned that Yang Sui had "cheated" at that time. As soon as he took office, he started to make trouble for Yang Sui. In addition, there had not been a single drop of rain since the beginning of the year. The new leader seized the opportunity to ask Yang Sui to pray for rain.
Yang Sui said it was difficult.
If it had been someone else, it would have been fine. But the new chief wanted to promote his own people, so he openly questioned Yang Sui's ability to pray for rain. He said that it was just a coincidence that he met Yang Sui and did not pray for rain with his real ability. He also deceived everyone and disrespected the ancestors and the totem. Because of this, God punished them and there was no rain this year. If this continued, as the weather became hotter and hotter, the soil would quickly dry up and the crops in the fields would not be able to last much longer. He even used Yang Sui as an excuse to deceive the gods.
What? To say that it was the previous leader's idea to admit it? Bah! How dare he slander the late previous leader? Yang Sui, you should be burned to death!
"He asked me to pray for rain. If I failed, it would mean that I angered the gods and they wanted to burn me to appease the gods." Yang Sui took out the oxtail from the box and swung it casually. He continued, "In fact, many people knew that it was an excuse, but there was no other way. The chief said it. Moreover, under his instigation, many people really thought that if I failed to pray for rain, burning me to death would solve the problem. "
In the past, Yang Sui was able to succeed because the previous leader supported him. The previous leader knew that there was a coincidence in Yang Sui's prayer for rain. But at that time, he needed to stabilize the people in the tribe and an opportunity to expand his reputation. That was why he put pressure on Yang Sui when he was about to explain.
"How many people support you now?" Shao Xuan asked.
Since the chief did not dare to burn Yang Sui directly, but still delayed it, he must have some scruples.
"The chief's supporters are more than half of mine. But after the day after tomorrow, probably no one will support me anymore. "Yang Sui smiled bitterly.
"Pray for rain the day after tomorrow?" Shao Xuan asked.
"Yes, I have been preparing for the rain these days. I have also practiced several times in private. These oxtails are for me to practice. " Yang Sui held the oxtail and swung it at Shao Xuan. "Yesterday, I broke an oxtail. This is a new one."
"You need an oxtail to pray for rain?"
"Yes." Yang Sui swung the oxtail in his hand. "When I pray for rain, I have to hold an oxtail in my hand. But this one is just for me to practice. When I pray for rain officially, I will use another oxtail carefully prepared by my supporters. It is not something that can be used casually. "
"What are you going to do? If you can't pray for rain, are you going to stay here and be burned? "
"What else can I do?" Yang Sui spread out his hands. "I used to think of running away when something happened, but I can't. My family and friends are here. The tribe is here. The fire is here. Where else can I run to? I don't want to be a wanderer, let alone a slave. I would rather be burned to death! "
The room was silent for a while.
"When's the next rain? Is the rainy season coming? "Shao Xuan asked.
"There will be no rain for a while. As for the rainy season, it is later than in other places after the full moon." Yang Sui explained.
This was really a problem. The rainy season had not arrived, so it did not rain. Shao Xuan could not think of a good way at the moment. Artificial rain? In this mysterious place, Shao Xuan really did not know what to do.
"Go back. The sand is flying." Yang Sui said, "While I am still a shaman, I can provide you with some delicious food. I will ask someone to send you more water and food later."
Shao Xuan looked out of the broken window. He could see the blue sky just now, but now it became a little turbid and gray. Dust began to rise in the air outside.
"If you stay for two more days, you can still see me being burned to death." Yang Sui laughed at himself. Holding the wooden box with the oxtail in his hand, he walked out of the room. "I advise you to go back early, and don't go out tomorrow."
Shao Xuan walked out of the wooden house and returned to the place where they rested. The surrounding visibility had decreased a lot, and the sky was a turbid yellow. The blowing wind was wrapped with sand and dust, and it was everywhere, covering the sky and the sun. The people outside were a little difficult to breathe. They squinted their eyes and choked from time to time by the dust.
For the people of the Rain tribe, they were used to it, but for the young travelers who came out for the first time, they were not used to it. Looking at the dark sky, they all felt depressed.
"I think the place where our tribe is located is really good." Lei looked at the weather outside, closed the window and said to Shao Xuan.
For Lei and others, they would rather live in the Ferocious Beast Mountain Forest than in such a desert. But for the people of the Rain tribe, they were completely opposite. They would rather live in such a place than set foot in the Ferocious Beast Mountain Forest.
"It's like this outside. Let's go to bed early. Maybe when we wake up, there will be no sand outside. "Tuo thought optimistically.
Shao Xuan was not so optimistic. Yang Sui said that it was better not to go out tomorrow. Obviously, it would be worse than today. Shao Xuan still believed in Yang Sui when it came to astronomical phenomena.
As for praying for rain …
Rather than saying that the people of the Rain tribe worshipped the water falling from the sky, it was better to say that the people of the Rain tribe worshipped the powerful force behind the "rain". The rain was just a messenger of power, a stage for the "powerful and mysterious force". They believed that whoever could pray for rain had such power, and they would worship him wholeheartedly.
However, whether that kind of power really existed and how powerful it was was unknown.
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