In one of the rooms of the main tribe of the Blue Sparrow, Liang lay quietly on the fire kang, covered with a quilt made of linen cloth and tidbits around the tribe.

The room was cleaned so clean that it could even be described as spotless.

The clean room was filled with the smell of some medicinal herbs.

On the side of the kang is a platform made of bricks, stones, and wooden planks, and a bowl is placed on the platform.

The bowl contained most of the bowl of potion that was somewhat yellowish-brown.

This is water boiled with Houttuynia cordata.

This water is made by some people in the tribe who want to make Liang drink it after boiling it.

The people in the tribe have no choice but to treat Liang in this way, hoping that Liang can come back to life and not die.

However, Liang did not drink any of the boiled water.

Unconscious, Liang still can't drink any water as before.

The room was silent, and everyone was silent.

Ryo's spouse sat at the head of Ryo's bed, carefully and gently wiped a water-soaked linen cloth on Ryo's face to wipe off the dirt on it.

She wiped it very carefully, and still got soap in the basin of wiping.

Washing hands and feet with soap has been a habit for many years.

Ryo spouse knows some of the reasons why Ryo did this.

Because Miko said that washing your hands and face with soap can not only make your hands and faces clean, but also wash away some invisible things that may make people sick.

That's why Ryo likes to wash his hands and face with soap.

Especially after taking or touching some unknown drugs, I like to wash my hands and face with soap.

Although he knew that washing his hands and face with soapy water would not wash away the poison in his stomach, Ryo still insisted on doing so.

This can be counted as a kind of comfort in the heart.

Because he knew that Ryo had such a habit, Ryo's spouse chose to wipe Ryu's hands and face with a sackcloth dipped in soap and water at such a time.

There were quite a few people in the room, but it was very quiet, and there was no extra sound coming out.

People stayed here quietly, looking at the light lying on the bed, and their hearts were extremely heavy.

In the inner courtyard, in the house where Han Cheng and Wu lived together, the living room in the middle existed, and the Wu who had cleaned his hands and face was neatly dressed.

He came to the front of the totem dwelling, and very respectfully picked up the feather crown placed there from the stone platform in front of the totem pole, and carefully and solemnly put it on his head.

After arranging the feather crown, he picked up the bone staff that had been placed on it and had already been pulped.

After solemnly bowing to the totem pole placed in the center of the back wall of the house, he began to move and jump around the room in a way that only he and the stone could understand.

While doing these things, Wu was still chanting words in his mouth.

The syllables of these words seem very strange, vague, and incomprehensible.

But it can give people a sense of mystery.

The room is filled with a sense of ritual that comes from the primitive.

The stone, which has been a teacher, does not know when it came.

Not long ago, he had just come out of the room where Liang was, and he was also very uncomfortable with Liang's state.

The stone looked at the doorway for a moment, then turned and walked somewhere else.

After a while, the stone appeared in front of the room again.

The hair on his forehead was still stained with some droplets, and his hair was also a little wet, which was the mark left by his hands and face not long ago.

This time he didn't hesitate anymore and walked straight in.

Once inside the room, he bypassed the witch who was praying devoutly there, and came to the front of the platform in front of the totem pole that had been placed.

Also placed on the platform is a set of feather crowns and bone staffs, which belong to the future witch stones of the tribe.

In this set of equipment, stones are not used much, on the one hand, because he is not an official witch in the tribe, and many times he does not need to do so.

On the other hand, from the time he began to learn these things from Wu, to now, more than ten years of kung fu have passed, and until now, the gods have not even paid attention to him.

This made him feel uncomfortable and lost.

In addition, he has been studying with Han Cheng for a long time, he has seen a lot of things, his mind has matured a lot, and he has unconsciously changed a lot in his cognition of things.

By now, he was not as devout to the gods as he had been.

Even regarding the existence of the gods, he also had some cognition of his own in his heart.

In such a situation, he naturally does not pay too much attention and enthusiasm to such things.

But today, it's different, he doesn't need to call him at all, he deliberately explains something, and he himself has already come.

In his heart, he no longer believes in the existence of the gods, and at this time, he is extremely serious and pious in doing this.

He respectfully picked up the feather crown, put it on his head, picked up the bone staff in both hands, and began to swing it, the movement was very similar to that of the witch.

He had never been so eager for the existence of gods in the world as he did today.

There has never been such a thing as this now, wanting the gods to hear their prayers and allowing Ryo to be fine.

People are like this, when there is no way to solve the difficulties in reality, they will pin their hopes and hopes on some illusory things, and want to let these illusory and non-existent things solve their difficulties.

Liang tried to test the things that he wanted to try, and it soon went viral in the tribe.

The entire Blue Sparrow main tribe here has become shaken because of this.

Many people who were still working outside rushed to the tribe at this time.

Many people gathered outside the room where Ryo lived, and everyone's hearts felt unusually heavy.

Whenever someone comes out of it, everyone can't wait to pay attention to that person, hoping to hear some good news from him.

However, things always disappoint.

The people who came out were all silent and shook their heads.

This made the hearts of the people who were full of hope feel extremely heavy again.

Liang doesn't like to talk much in the tribe on weekdays, and he doesn't like to communicate with people.

The things he deals with the most throughout the day are all kinds of medicines.

Or you can call these 'medicines' strange things.

Because there are so many things in it, he doesn't know what the effect is, what kind of disease it can work on.

However, his status in the hearts of everyone in the tribe is very, very high.

His efforts to cure all the sick people in the tribe in order to cure all the sick people are seen by the people in the tribe.

People are not just plants and trees, nor are they fools.

A lot of times people don't talk much, but that doesn't mean they don't know what's going on around them.

It doesn't mean that you don't have any thoughts in your heart and don't have your own opinion about what happened.

For these things that Liang did, the people in the tribe were very respectful, and they were even more respectful of Liang who made these things.

Such a person, no matter what era he is placed in, can be particularly respected.

There used to be some children who were not very sensible and thought Bright was very strange and frightening.

Therefore, some people have spoken ill of him, and the most excessive time is when someone throws small stones and other things far away.

Ryo didn't say anything, just turned his head and smiled kindly at the children, and then went on to busy his business.

But just because Liang doesn't care about such things doesn't mean that others don't care about such things either.

What these minors did fell into the eyes of the adults of the two tribes, and then ......

Then these minors became unusually miserable.

Not only has he experienced mixed doubles, but even the witches in the tribe, who have always liked minors, carried a shiny cane and pumped three sticks at the buttocks of these guys.

Wu didn't stop at all with these three sticks, and used a lot of strength.

These little guys, not to mention how miserable they were.

After experiencing this tragedy, the minors in the tribe suddenly became honest, and no one dared to be so naughty and disrespectful to Liang!

"Go and find the witch, the witch and the stone are there and pray to the gods with the light......"

Someone spoke, bringing the latest news.

After hearing such news, these people in the tribe couldn't help but light up in front of them, they really didn't think of the god before.

As soon as this person said this, many people began to walk towards the room where Han Cheng and Wu lived.

They did not come into the room, but stood quietly outside the room, gathered around.

No one spoke, everyone stood here, silently looking at the contemporary witches and the next generation of witches of the tribe who were dancing there with feathered crowns and bone rods in their hands.

Gradually, the eyes of the people gathered here slowly closed.

Although the people are not witches in the tribe, and they do not know how to pray to the gods, they can pray to the gods in their own way.

Their so-called prayer is to silently bless Liang in their hearts, hoping that the gods can make Liang better.

They don't want Liang to die, such a good, such an admirable person, they don't want to let him leave!

Time passed little by little, and this matter of praying to the gods in the tribe finally came to an end.

Wu's whole body was soaked with sweat, and when he stood on the ground, there were two footprints.

His whole body was tired enough, and his body was trembling uncontrollably, if it weren't for the stone supporting him here, Wu would definitely be sitting on the ground.

After resting here for a while, the stone supported the witch, who had also removed the feather crown and put down the bone staff, and walked towards the inner room to let the witch rest.

After setting up the witch, the stone told the witch to rest, and then walked out of the room.

After exiting the room, the stone went to the room where Ryo lived.

Liang was still lying there quietly as before, as if he was asleep, and he didn't see the slightest improvement.

The stone stayed here quietly for a while, and then walked out without saying a word.

"Alas~"

I walked to the stone outside, came to a place where there was no one and sighed leisurely.

Liang's situation is really not optimistic, there is no movement at all.

This state is quieter than sleeping, and it is more worrying than vomiting and diarrhea.

Stone is really there is nothing to do, the people in the tribe and he have already done the hard work, but Liang still has not improved in the slightest, and it still looks the same as before.

After standing here alone and sad for a while, the stone's eyes suddenly lit up, and something that he had forgotten before suddenly came to his heart.

When this thing floated in his heart, the stone suddenly became excited.

He quickly left the place and ran towards the carpenter's room, which was not too far away.

In the grass hut built next to the carpenter's room, there are not only wood and other things, but also a lot of bamboo.

This is mainly due to the fact that the first carpenter in the tribe, Lame, is a person who is both a weaver and a carpenter.

With his precedent and influence, the carpenters in the tribe after basically knew these two crafts.

However, there are also some differences, for example, people who are better at weaving will work weaving.

Those who are good at carpentry will do more carpentry in the future.

There aren't particularly many people like Lame who are very proficient in both things.

The target of the stone at this point is these piles of bamboo.

After pulling a piece of bamboo out of it, he took out his knife and began to process them.

Stone is also half a craftsman.

He is very talented in breaking bamboo into bamboo strips with a scorn knife.

With the knife in his hand, he quickly dealt with it for a while, and some thin bamboo strips appeared here.

After a short moment of processing, the stone stopped what it was doing and quickly moved towards something else.

After a few moments, he walked over again, holding some thin-looking pieces of paper in his hands.

These papers were made of bamboo in the past, and the quality is very good.

In addition to these papers, there are some people.

Many of these people were students who had been taught by Stone.

What the stone taught them was not only about learning, but also about life.

Making things out of bamboo, sometimes when the interest comes, I will teach some of them.

On the way here, the stone had already told these children, so there was no need to explain too much at this time.

Once they arrived, they started making their own hands......