The time to be together is always short, and it is almost time to part in the blink of an eye.

Tumba Day Method: January 12, 3rd year, witch festival.

There was no snow on this day, and the blue sky was cloudless.

On the square in front of the witch tent gathered the Xixia people, and standing opposite them were the priests of this witch festival, sixty priests!

With a rare smile on his face, Xia Wu loudly announced how glorious it was to become a godservant, and these god-servants, who were favored by the gods, were also radiant and shouted words of thanks to the gods.

The uniform shouts of the priests made the blood of the people in the square boil, but the inside of the witch tent was cold.

Tang Ba knelt motionlessly in the witch tent and stared at the dancing flames in the firepit, but his mind kept flashing the bits and pieces of his life over the years.

From a lonely person to a warm home, from being unclothed to no longer having to worry about food and clothing, from the duo to the seven-person beast hunting team, from the small tribe to the entire Shattered Star Mountain......

It can be said that she has been working hard for a better life, and she also firmly believes that life will get better and better.

She thought she could live like this until she became an adult, and then take her family to live in seclusion or travel around, as long as she could go anywhere away from the tribe with her family, but now she has all of them.

Only when you get can you experience the pain of loss, and only when you have hope can you understand the pain of being dashed.

And it is Ami's mother, who has always felt guilty about this situation, is she resentful?

She resents! but she doesn't hate!

In the end, the mixed emotions can only turn into one - unwilling!

The curtain was suddenly lifted, and the cold wind poured into the tent without hindrance with the sound of command: "The sacrifice comes out." ”

With a blank face, Tang Ba got up and followed the tank out of the tent, oblivious to the shock and commotion of the people when they saw her true face, and she didn't even look at the people, because there was no Eminem in them.

As in the previous witch festivals, four messengers dressed in khaki robes came to pick up the people, and they led four teams towards the "horse" cart. The priests were also divided into two teams, one more and one less, as usual, but the difference was that there were ten more priests than before, plus an exception sent to the witch tower to visit the child.

Domba followed one of the messengers to the smallest carriage and stopped.

She watched as her four companions followed the other forty-three priests and Eizhi into the closed carriage, and the cart carrying the corpses kicked dust in the direction of Devis.

Tang Ba looked back at Kanga and Gu Rong, and the three of them seemed to understand something at this moment, but they couldn't believe it and didn't want to admit the uneasiness they had buried in their hearts.

The messenger did not scold Tang Ba, who was delayed in getting on the bus, but reminded softly: "It's time for you to get in the car." ”

Tang Ba frowned imperceptibly, no one had ever spoken to her so politely since she came to this world, which made her immediately realize that the "sacrifice" might not be a person waiting for death as she thought before.

The people here will not have any mercy for a dying person, and the only answer is that the status of the "sacrifice" will not be very low, otherwise why would an emissary of the same rank be so "amiable" to her!

Tang Ba, who was still cold a second ago, already showed a bright smile when he raised his head, "Honorable envoy, what will happen to me when I arrive at the Wu Tower?"

The messenger replied with a smile on his face, "If you receive the mercy of the Great Witch, you will receive a high honor. ”

After three years, Domba heard coherent sentences and rich vocabulary again, and instead of feeling familiar, it felt very strange. It seems that there is suddenly a layer of film between people, making people unable to see each other's true faces and unable to touch each other's hearts.

This sentence seemed to answer her question, but in fact, not a single word was true, which also made Tang Ba realize that she was going to a civilized world that she was no longer used to, a world of fighting with people!

Tang Ba pondered his words before speaking again: "If I get such an honor, do I have the authority to change the tribal patriarch?"

The envoy was obviously stunned for a moment, as if he didn't expect a sacrifice from a tribe to ask a question about class authority, "Can ...... OK. ”

Tang Ba smiled and nodded, turned around and got into the car, and when she saw the situation in the car, she suddenly broke out in a cold sweat.

There were already four girls sitting in the carriage, and Tang Ba was looking at each other with five pairs of eyes, and there was no doubt that they were all sacrifices of this witch sacrifice.

For the first time, Tang Ba experienced how strange it was to sit with "multiple births" who were not related by blood, and she chose to sit down near the window and quietly lifted the curtain, first to avoid the girls' gaze, and then to see the tribe that had left her with fond memories.

The "horse" cart moved, and looking at the receding scene, Tang Ba found the tall and big new home at a glance, but their little tent was buried in it and there was no trace of it.

For the first time, she knew how sad and reluctant it was to leave home, even looking at the send-off team that had turned into a black spot would feel extremely cordial, she told herself over and over again that she would come back, she must come back with Kanga, Eminem is still waiting for them here!

The people who had been sent off by the Xixia tribe gradually dispersed, and only one of them was still standing looking at the chariot that had gone away, the cold wind had dried the tears on her face, and the two cars had also taken away her heart......

Kanga's car was right behind, and Tang Ba had lifted the curtains many times to make sure the car was still there, as if she would only be relieved to see her with her own eyes.

Tang Ba suddenly felt as if someone had touched her lightly, and she put down the curtain in her hand and tilted her head to confirm.

The four girls in the car were dressed differently, but sitting next to Damba was a bag she was all too familiar with.

Although Tang Ba didn't speak, the meaning of inquiry in his eyes was very obvious.

But the girl hung her head as if nothing had happened, which made Tang Ba feel as if she had imagined the touch just now. When she deliberately lifted the curtain again, the Zhigan girl really touched her lightly again, and was being caught by Tang Ba.

The girl's face suddenly turned red, and she peeked at Tang Ba several times and saw that she couldn't hide before she whispered: "When the messenger sees it, he will say you." ”

Maybe it's because Zhigan and Xixia have always been friends, or maybe it's because of the kind reminder, Tang Ba is naturally much more cordial to this girl, "Got it, what's your name?"

"Zhu Shui. The girl pursed her lips, "What about you?"

"Ah ......" Tang Ba suddenly closed his mouth.

It seems that Tang's days are over!

"What?" Zhu Shui thought he hadn't heard clearly, and asked again.

"Damba, my name is Tamba. ”