The next day, Shao Xuan directly went up the mountain with the animal skin bag. It was always good to tell the Shaman when he raised a bird.
Chacha was in the animal skin bag. It had been put in the animal skin bag so many times that it was used to it and didn't cry out all the time.
The people on the mountain were very familiar with Shao Xuan. Every time they saw Shao Xuan, someone would take the initiative to greet him. Shao Xuan would respond with a smile, no matter if they were from the Ta or the other camp.
"You're here."
The Shaman had been waiting in the stone house for a long time. When he saw Shao Xuan, the smile on his face deepened, and more wrinkles appeared on his old face.
However, not everyone could be treated like this by the Shaman. Not to mention, Shao Xuan was still young, and he was almost the only one among the younger generation in the tribe who could be treated like this by the Shaman.
Without saying anything, Shao Xuan directly walked in and sat on the straw mat.
"Chacha!"
When Shao Xuan sat down, Chacha, who was in the animal skin bag, made a sound. Probably because he was aware of the unfamiliar surroundings, and the animal skin bag was next to the straw mat, he made a sound of uneasiness.
When Shao Xuan entered the house, the Shaman glanced at the animal skin bag. Now that he heard the sound, the smile on his face turned into doubt.
Shao Xuan reached out and took out Chacha from the bag.
Compared to ten days ago when it was just hatched, now Shao Xuan couldn't even wrap it with one hand.
"This is …" The Shaman stared at the baby bird in Shao Xuan's hand.
"It's an egg I brought back last time." Shao Xuan told the Shaman the whole story, "So I want to try taming it. The so-called trained Caesar, trained Chacha. "
The Shaman was speechless.
Seeing that the Shaman was still a little confused, Shao Xuan hurriedly said, "No, I mean, a trained dog and a trained falcon. Old Ke said that Chacha may be an aggressive bird, so I want to try training it. When the time comes to hunt, it can help. Even if I can't bring it with me to hunt, it can be used as an aerial observer in the tribe. "
The shaman lowered his eyelids, but his expression did not change much. He asked calmly, "What if I fail?"
"Kill him." Shao Xuan didn't hesitate. This was the rule here.
If you don't listen, you'll either die or be thrown away. Generally speaking, the way people in the tribe acted was more like the former. They were straightforward, neat, and not indecisive. They didn't have such meticulous emotions at all, and acted more violently and wildly.
"Very good." The Shaman smiled again. This time, his smile was even deeper than when Shao Xuan entered the room. He seemed to be in a good mood.
"Lift it up and let me see," the witch said.
Shao Xuan held the bird in his hand in front of the Shaman, so that the Shaman could have a better look at it. His other hand was to prevent the bird from pecking at him. The person in front of him was one of the two people with the highest status in the tribe, even slightly higher than the Chief. He couldn't let it offend anyone. If it really pecked the Shaman, the people in the tribe wouldn't allow it to stay.
However, to Shao Xuan's surprise, Chacha was very obedient today. It didn't make any noise after it came in, and it didn't seem to want to peck at anyone now.
The Shaman quietly looked at the young bird with a circle of fluffy feathers, and Chacha quietly looked at the person in front of it.
After a while, the Shaman raised his bark-like hand and took a palm-sized stone plate from the short table next to him. There was some black powder in the stone plate. He dipped his index finger and middle finger in the black powder with his other hand. His thumb rubbed the black powder on the index finger and middle finger, and then bent the other four fingers except for the thumb, and raised his hand in front of Chacha.
The thumb dipped in black powder touched Chacha's head. His finger touched Chacha's brown and grey feathers were immediately stained with black powder. However, Chacha didn't avoid it. It still stared at the Shaman and was very obedient. Shao Xuan was very surprised. This bird had never been so obedient since it came out of its shell.
No matter what the Shaman meant, Shao Xuan knew that the Shaman allowed Shao Xuan to try taming it in the tribe. Moreover, after the Shaman's "blessing", even if Chacha didn't live well in the tribe, no one would kill it. Even if they chose to throw it far away, no one would dare to kill it.
After the Shaman put down the stone plate, he didn't stop there. Instead, he took out a patterned plate, the same patterned plate that Caesar had, and handed it to Shao Xuan. Obviously, this was for Chacha.
It was even more important than Caesar. This was a double guarantee!
Shao Xuan didn't understand why the Shaman valued this bird so much. It was just a bird with an unknown future that could be used as a food reserve. Could it be that the Shaman could predict the future and see Chacha's potential?
Unfortunately, when the Shaman pretended to be mysterious, no one could pry information out of him, and no one dared to.
Although he looked like he was about to die, he always made people feel reverence.
Throwing Chacha back into the animal skin bag, Shao Xuan bowed to the Shaman to show his gratitude. With the Shaman's approval, it would be much more convenient to bring Chacha around the tribe in the future.
After the Chacha's matter was settled, the Shaman went straight to the point. He asked about Shao Xuan's hunting in the green land. Shao Xuan told him selectively, but this time, he said a little more, and mentioned that he "vaguely" saw the shadow of the Green Thief.
Shao Xuan didn't think that he could hide it from the Shaman for the rest of his life. He would stay in the tribe for a long time, maybe for the rest of his life, and he had no one to rely on. Because of Ta, Shao Xuan wouldn't put his hope on the Chief. Besides, if Ta really became the next Chief, what would he do if he wanted to make things difficult for him? It wasn't that Shao Xuan had a dark mind, but after this hunting trip, he felt that he wouldn't get along well with Ta. There were no human rights in the tribe, and everything could be decided by the higher-ups. If the higher-ups said you were wrong, you were wrong, and they wouldn't give you any chance to explain.
After these days of observation, Shao Xuan would rather believe in the Shaman, the so-called spiritual leader of the tribe. Although the development of this isolated tribe wasn't very good, it wasn't seriously abnormal either. This was all thanks to the efforts of generations of Shamans, and he believed that the next Shaman wouldn't be bad either.
He told the Shaman more and more, so that he could gradually make the Shaman more confident.
After quietly listening to Shao Xuan's story, the Shaman didn't ask much, but handed Shao Xuan two medicine bags with a kind face. "One is for recuperation, and the other is mixed with the Green Thief. Drink both of them as soon as possible, especially the Green Thief. Don't keep it for too long."
After carefully putting the two medicine bags away, Shao Xuan heard the Shaman ask again, "Who are you going to follow in the next hunting trip?"
"I was just about to tell you that I want to follow Uncle Mai and the others in the next hunting trip." Shao Xuan said.
After Ta came back, he didn't kick Shao Xuan out of the advance group. Maybe he changed his mind and wanted to continue leading Shao Xuan next time. However, Shao Xuan didn't want to do that. He wanted to follow Uncle Mai and the others, so that he could have better opportunities to gain experience. If he followed the advance group, Shao Xuan wouldn't be able to keep up with their pace, and he couldn't solve the problem with a lasso every time. Maybe after hearing Shao Xuan's answer, Ta would think that Shao Xuan didn't know what was good for him, and his impression of Shao Xuan would be even worse.
But, so what?
Shao Xuan didn't want to go in and be a decoration. He didn't want to go through that again.
"Okay, I know." The Shaman nodded.
With the Shaman's words, Shao Xuan didn't have to worry about anything else. Ta didn't even dare to say anything in front of the Shaman, let alone refute him. Even his father, the chief of the tribe, Ao, wouldn't directly refute the Shaman's decision.
Before leaving, Shao Xuan bowed to the Shaman again. The more Shao Xuan learned about the Shaman, the more he felt that such an old man was really worthy of respect. It had nothing to do with brainwashing.
When going down the mountain, Shao Xuan deliberately went to Mai and Lang Ga and asked them if the bird eggs they ate were the same as Chacha. However, the answer he got was that Chacha was a special case, just like other bird eggs.
"You hatched an egg!!" Lang Ga said in surprise.
Shao Xuan didn't know what to say. He didn't like the sound of that.
Lang Ga was surprised. He pulled Shao Xuan's animal skin bag over and opened it to take a look. He even reached his hand in to take out the Chacha to have a closer look. This bird was "blessed" by the Shaman!
Lang Ga's hand was pecked hard as soon as he put it in.
If it weren't for his thick skin, other people who hadn't awakened their totemic power would definitely bleed.
"This bird is fierce enough. It's better than Caesar." Obviously, Lang Ga's standard of "good" was the same as Keke's.
For most people in the tribe, no matter if it was a beast or a ferocious beast, the fiercer it was, the better. The fiercer it was, the greater the sense of achievement when slaughtering it.
"By the way, Xuan, when you go back, check your house. The rainy season is coming. Although your house was just built this year, it's better to check it carefully. Prepare more dry wood at home."
Rainy season?
Shao Xuan thought about what happened last year. Indeed, the rainy season was coming.
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