Yang Sui was very happy to see Shao Xuan again. Without Shao Xuan, there would be no shaman of the Rain tribe. Yang Sui would have been burned to death long ago.
Although he didn't know what happened to Shao Xuan in the past two years, it was probably the luckiest thing for him to walk out of the desert alive.
Yang Sui's childhood sweetheart, Mi Xu, was even happier than Yang Sui. She didn't have any special feelings for the Yanjiao people. She was just happy to see Mud. When she sent Mud away, she was prepared to never see him again. She didn't expect to see him again two years later, and a group of them came back!
These camels followed them out of the desert and probably had to stay in the Rain tribe in the future. They didn't seem to want to leave and followed Mi Xu obediently. Now that the sapphire sunk into the sand, they had no protection. Compared to the chaotic and dangerous desert, this place was much safer.
Yang Sui didn't understand why the Yanjiao people suddenly quadrupled, but he still asked people to prepare water and food.
"Thank you." Shao Xuan returned all the rain stones that Yang Sui borrowed. As for the one that Yang Sui gave him, Yang Sui didn't ask for it back.
"Haha, you're welcome. It's good that you came out alive. I heard that the desert was very chaotic these two years." Yang Sui handed the rain stone to the person next to him.
Seeing that all the rain stones were returned, the people of the Rain tribe finally felt relieved. Their attitude towards the Yanjiao people also eased a lot. After all, rain stones were very important to living in such a dry place.
There were too many people in the Yanjiao team, so the arranged houses couldn't accommodate all of them. They could only let the sick and weak people live in the houses. The rest of the warriors stayed outside and sat on the ground.
"There are no sandstorms these days. You can rest here without worries," Yang Sui said.
Shao Xuan still believed in Yang Sui's ability to predict the weather. If he said there would be no sandstorms these days, then there definitely wouldn't be. Otherwise, he wouldn't be a shaman anymore.
When people were hungry, they could eat dry and hard biscuits. The warriors chewed the dry and hard biscuits and drank water sparingly. They felt alive again.
"Are those people from Yanjiao?" Yang Sui asked Shao Xuan as he looked at the group of people sitting on the ground. At first, he thought that the Yanjiao people had brought a group of slaves from the desert, but now it seemed that was not the case. They got along too well, as if they were one. Moreover, the newcomers had the aura of the Fire Seed, which belonged to the Yanjiao tribe. As a shaman, Yang Sui was very sensitive to this.
"Yes, they're all from Yanjiao." Shao Xuan sighed. "By the way, it's so chaotic in the desert. You're close to the desert. Are you okay?"
"How can he be completely fine!" Yang Sui was angry at the mention of this. Because of the war in the desert, people often escaped from the desert and brought a lot of trouble to the Rain tribe. Some people even wanted to rob them. Several people of the Rain tribe who went out to look for rain stones mysteriously disappeared. A few days later, when they sent people out to look for rain stones, they found a few skeletons in the place where they often looked for rain stones. There was not much flesh, and the marks on the skeletons were cut by sharp weapons instead of being bitten by beasts.
"Now, as long as slaves come out, our tribe treats them as enemies. It's okay if they stay far away, but if they want to come close, the warriors of the Rain tribe will kill them directly." Speaking of this, Yang Sui sighed. "I know it's dangerous to be too close to those slave owners. In fact, I think it would be better if our tribe could move a little farther away to a more fertile place." Some things couldn't be solved by praying for rain. Those people in the desert were too dangerous. Who knew what would happen in the future?
As the shaman of the Rain tribe, Yang Sui also had a heavy burden on his shoulders. He really wanted to move the tribe to a better place. However, it was very risky to move the tribe. Otherwise, they would have moved long ago instead of waiting until now. No one wanted to take the risk. What if the fire seed was destroyed during the migration? The fighting power of the Rain tribe was not as strong as that of the Yanjiao.
Thinking of something, Shao Xuan became serious and winked at Yang Sui. "Talk?"
Yang Sui knew that Shao Xuan had something to say, so he nodded and took Shao Xuan to the Shaman's exclusive room. No one was allowed to enter, even the chief was not allowed to enter without permission.
Looking at the layout of the room and thinking of the situation before Yang Sui became a shaman, he felt that things were different now.
"Shaman, you're living a good life." Shao Xuan sat down on a stone bench.
"Not bad." Yang Sui grinned. "By the way, what do you want to talk to me about? Is it important? "
"It's really important." Shao Xuan said, "I remember when I came here two years ago, you said that there was a problem with the fire seed of your tribe."
Shao Xuan knew the secret of the fire seed because of Yang Sui.
"Yes." The Shaman of the Rain tribe could pray for rain, but the key factor to the success of praying for rain was not the Shaman, but the fire seed. Because the fire seed was in trouble, no matter how hard it prayed, it could not succeed. Yang Sui once told Shao Xuan that the fire seed seemed to be asleep. When the Shaman prayed for rain, he could not wake it up no matter how hard he tried. It only woke up once a year during the Big Sacrifice. At other times, it would not wake up. Moreover, this situation had become more and more serious for thousands of years.
This was why the people of the Rain tribe were so crazy when Yang Sui succeeded in praying for rain two years ago.
"I found the reason." Shao Xuan said, "And I know there is a solution."
Yang Sui was shocked and looked at Shao Xuan in surprise, "What's the solution?!" If there was a solution, he had to do it even if it was risky.
Shao Xuan told Yang Sui some information he got from the other side of the sea. He did not talk about the specific situation on the other side of the sea. He only said that the fire seed could be integrated into everyone's body, and it did not have to be in the fire pit. However, after the fire seed disappeared, the tribe would also face the risk of disbanding. Many tribes disappeared on the other side of the sea. The wanderers formed various new forces, or lived in the cities under the jurisdiction of the slave owners. The cohesion of the tribe would be greatly weakened, which was the biggest risk.
After listening to Shao Xuan, Yang Sui was silent for a while. He had to admit that Shao Xuan's words made him very embarrassed. He knew the reason for the weakening of the fire seed and the solution to prevent it from continuing to weaken, but the risk was also unacceptable.
The existence of the tribe was to gather the strength of the tribe and unite around the fire seed. But if this cohesion was gone, would the Rain tribe still exist?
"What will you choose?" Yang Sui looked straight into Shao Xuan's eyes. He wanted to confirm whether Shao Xuan's answer was true.
"Our choice? In fact, it's very clear. With your ability, you should be able to tell the difference between the people outside and the Yanjiao tribesmen, right? "
Yang Sui's pupils shrank, and he unconsciously clenched his fists. "That is …"
"They are the fire seed!" Shao Xuan got up and was about to leave. He had said what he wanted to say. As for the choice, it was up to Yang Sui.
"As long as the people are here, the fire seed is here; as long as the people are here, the tribe is here. Think about it carefully. If you decide, you can go to the Yanjiao tribe to find me. You have been to the Ferocious Beast Mountain Forest. " Shao Xuan knew that Yang Sui couldn't make up his mind in such a short time. This was a big decision that would determine the future of the whole tribe. Even if Yang Sui was the shaman of the Rain tribe, he couldn't make this decision alone.
After Shao Xuan left, Yang Sui shut himself in the room and thought for a long time. He told the guards outside to keep away all disturbances. Once he was lost in thought, he would forget everything outside. When Yang Sui came out of the room, the Yanjiao tribesmen had already left.
After standing by the fire pit for a while, Yang Sui invited several senior elders and the current chief to have a talk in the house. The other members of the Rain tribe didn't know what these senior elders talked about. They only knew that when they came out, they were all in a trance and kept their mouths shut. No matter how others asked, they didn't say a word.
On the other side, the Yanjiao tribesmen who had left the Rain tribe were also heading back to the Ferocious Beast Mountain Forest.
For the newcomers, many things here were very new. This was because the tribes here maintained even more ancient customs. The weapons they used were all stone tools, horns, bones, and so on.
The metal knives in their hands had long been tied up in animal skin bags or clothes, and all the bronze weapons were covered. Therefore, when the Rain tribe rested, the people of the Rain tribe didn't see their bronze weapons. When they walked along the road, they also made a lot of rattan and woven baskets and tied them up again to cover their weapons. After all, there were too few bronze weapons here. It would be too eye-catching to carry them. They just came back and hadn't adjusted their condition, so they didn't want to cause unnecessary trouble.
"About the fire seed, did you tell the Rain tribe shaman?" Ao asked Shao Xuan.
"Yes, he can decide what to do," Shao Xuan said.
Ao nodded. He felt that Yang Sui was a trustworthy person. He had helped their tribe too. Although it was for Shao Xuan's sake, after interacting with him, Ao felt that Yang Sui was more trustworthy than the other big tribes.
Speaking of the fire seed, Ao himself found it hard to believe. When Zheng Luo and the others came ashore, Ao was still looking forward to finding the fire seed. At first, he thought the fire seed was the source of the fire seed. Later, he found out it was the power of the ancestral bone ornaments. But what about the fire seed?
After Shao Xuan's explanation, Ao finally understood the secret.
As a traditional chief of a tribe, Ao couldn't accept living without the fire seed. But looking at these new brothers, their strength was probably a little higher than the people in the tribe. This was the power of the fire seed. Moreover, the reason why the ancestors left back then was because of this. Now that they had returned, it proved that those who left back then were right. They had completed their mission and found a solution to prevent the fire seed from continuing to weaken. Listening to the matters on the other side of the sea, it was obvious that the situation on the other side was much better than on this side.
A new era was coming. At this turning point, it was up to everyone to make a choice.
While Ao was struggling, Shao Xuan was thinking. This time, once the two teams merged, there would be two chiefs, two shamans, and three team leaders!
What should they do?
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