The huge fog dragon, which made people look up, circled around the high platform of the fire pit, broke through the wind and sand in the sky, and spiraled up, as if nothing could stop it.
At this time, the people on the high platform also saw the white fog belt that they had never seen before.
When the fog passed by the high platform, everyone on the high platform felt the fresh and cool deep into their hearts and lungs, as if they were in winter. However, in winter, there was no such fresh feeling!
"What … is that?!" Mi Xu looked at the fog spiraling up past them and asked.
Yang Sui was still kneeling with his hands on the ground, but he had been looking up to observe the changes in the sky. Almost every second, the expression on Yang Sui's face changed a little.
Hearing Mi Xu's question, he did not answer. From the joy and surprise just now to the crying and laughing now, others must think he was crazy. But at this time, almost no one could look at the change at the moment with a normal mentality.
His eyes were fixed on the sky, and his expression was changing. Yang Sui seemed to want to say something, but he couldn't find the specific words and didn't know how to say it. Finally, it only turned into a roar to vent.
Feeling the bitterness in his eyes, Yang Sui didn't care what other people thought. He looked up to the sky, and now he just wanted to roar. All his emotions and all his words were in this roar.
It was going to rain. Yang Sui had never been so excited to tears because of such a change in the sky. He was so excited that he couldn't speak.
Could it be that the ancestors were moved? Or the gods were showing mercy?
At the border of the Rain tribe.
Lei and Tuo had already entered the house, and only Shao Xuan stayed outside.
"Xuan, don't eat sand outside!" Seeing Shao Xuan didn't enter for a long time, Lei shouted loudly.
However, after waiting for a long time, only Shao Xuan said, "Come out and see!"
"What's there to see?" Lei muttered. However, since Shao Xuan had spoken, Lei and Tuo still had to give face to the elder who was not as old as themselves.
Originally, they still had some ideas, but after going out, Lei and Tuo were stunned.
When they came out just now, there was a sandstorm outside. However, how long had it been? They hadn't even finished drinking their cups of water when the weather outside changed?!
The people in the other wooden houses heard Shao Xuan's voice and curiously opened their windows to see what the Yanjiao people were up to. After he removed the window panel, he thought that sand would be blown in, so he squinted his eyes. However, after squinting for a long time, he did not see any sand. On the contrary, when he looked out, there was no sand at all!
"Ah!" Someone screamed.
The others also walked out and looked at the changes outside.
The chaotic sandstorm had changed, and the yellow sand had disappeared. Standing here, they could still see the situation of the Rain tribe. Although it was still a little hazy, it was much better than the previous situation where they couldn't even see ten steps away.
"Look, what's that in the sky?" Qu Ce shouted, pointing at the sky above the Rain tribe.
In the sky above the Rain tribe, a long white belt that looked like an ancient giant beast rotated up from below. Its tail was on the ground and its head was in the sky. From the ground up, the long white belt was getting wider and wider.
In the sky, there was no chaotic yellow sand. Instead, there were gradually accumulated dark clouds in the sky. The head of the white "giant beast" seemed to be the place where the dark clouds were made. From there, the dark clouds spread to the surroundings.
The tumbling dark clouds were like an army of thousands of men and horses clad in heavy armor. They forcefully expanded into the surroundings, bringing the heavy sense of oppression to an even further place.
"They succeeded in praying for rain." Shao Xuan looked at the changes in the sky and said.
As soon as Shao Xuan's voice fell, someone shouted, "Impossible!"
However, looking at the changes in the sky now, it really looked like it was going to rain. If they were still surrounded by the chaotic yellow sand, they would not believe that there would be rain even if they were beaten to death. However, in the current situation, they felt powerless even if they wanted to refute.
Huang Ye and other elders all looked serious. They had been involved in this expedition team since they were young, and had been in contact with the Rain tribe. They had also experienced the Rain tribe's ceremony of praying for rain, but they had never been so shocked as they were now.
It seemed that the rain could really be prayed for?
Shao Xuan observed the totem of the Rain tribe in the "eggshell" in his mind. It was still flashing, and the droplets on the totem were rolling faster.
The humidity around was getting heavier.
A water droplet the size of a grain of rice fell from the sky. Its size was not conspicuous, but under the gloomy sky, under the unblinking gazes of the crowd, this water droplet was still discovered by some people.
It was different from the ordinary raindrops, but with a little white. Under the gloomy sky, it was like the shining light emitted by the underwater creatures in the deep sea.
Thud!
The raindrop hit the ground, making a soft sound.
Thud, thud, thud, thud, thud, thud …
More and more sounds appeared, and they were getting denser and denser.
Looking up at the sky covered with thick dark clouds, the white light spots fell straight down, like scattered meteors.
At first, it was just some raindrops, but soon, these raindrops seemed to be strung into a line, falling down little by little.
The ground covered with sand and dust softened with water. The dry and hard clods softened in the falling rain and became mud.
Shao Xuan raised his finger and dipped it in the water, licked it, and then decisively took out the almost empty kettle, poured out the water inside, and collected the rainwater. Because it was a gourd with a thin mouth, Shao Xuan also went to find a leaf, let the rain wash it clean, and then swirled it into a funnel, inserted it into the mouth of the gourd, and began to collect the water. In addition to the gourd, there were water bags made of animal skin bags, and Shao Xuan also took them for backup. This area was too dry, and it was rare to encounter rain, so naturally, more water was prepared.
The water of the Rain tribe looked extraordinary. Maybe this water could help them in the future.
Seeing Shao Xuan's behavior, Lei and Tuo did not say much and did the same.
The other people in the team looked at each other and looked at the elders who brought them out of the tribe. Seeing them nod, they also took out the things that contained water and began to collect it.
In the Rain tribe, it was crazy now.
Under the rain, people ran like madmen, trampling on the muddy ground, screaming and roaring. Just like Yang Sui, he didn't know what to say. His mind seemed to have lost all reason, and he just wanted to roar at the moment.
The rain came.
It really succeeded in praying for rain!
"White drizzle, sandy yellow mud road."
How many years had it been?
The few who died died with regret, never having seen the scene in the song until their deaths.
And now, all the people in the Rain tribe who were still alive had witnessed this scene.
How could they not be excited? Why not be crazy?
However, for He Chao, his mood was completely different. Others felt cool, but he felt cold to the bone, shivering and wishing to shrink himself into a ball.
There was no doubt that Yang Sui had turned over. Not only did he turn over, but he might even reach a height that no Shaman of the Rain tribe could reach in these years. Thinking of his previous actions, He Chao only felt a deeper chill. The falling rain was like a heavy hammer, hammering his body again and again, causing him to be unable to breathe. He gasped for air, but he was choked by the rain.
On the high platform, Yang Sui felt the falling rain. He got up and walked to the edge of the platform, looking at the crazy crowd under the platform. At this time, no one shouted "burn to death", no one complained about Yang Sui's mistakes, and no one cared whether Yang Sui really deceived them or not. They only believed in their own eyes and believed in the result. This rain was undoubtedly the best proof. All the stains, whether true or not, would be washed away in this rain.
No one knew who saw Yang Sui on the high platform first, or who knelt down first, but it triggered a rapid chain reaction. A large number of people knelt down in the muddy water and knelt down devoutly towards the high platform at the fire pit. This was a scene that had never happened for at least hundreds of years. Maybe some chiefs had been treated like this, but none of the Shamans had. Yang Sui became the first Shaman to receive such a high level of treatment in these years.
What? The chief said he wanted to change the Shaman?
I don't agree! I won't agree even if you beat me to death! You want to change the Shaman? If you have the guts, step over our dead bodies!
As He Chao thought, Yang Sui would definitely reach a height that those ancestors could not reach in the future.
Among the people kneeling under the high platform, including the high-ranking elders in the tribe and the new chief Hang Mang, their behavior showed everything.
Looking at the situation below, Yang Sui's excitement gradually calmed down.
They could throw Yang Sui into the fire pit without hesitation, and they could also put Yang Sui on the throne with sincerity.
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