When anyone drags a three-meter-long ground bear carcass into the tribe, it attracts a large number of onlookers. How could a man from outside the grassland be allowed to drag this corpse with him? A man from outside the grassland dragging the corpse of a giant beast into the tribe was enough for people to talk at the dinner table for days, and how could the mysterious shaman of Lichou be allowed to walk with him? But on the contrary, these things are all together, you say, why don't the tribes explode?

When the two men were miles away from the camp, Ensail received the news that they had walked to his camp, and the white wolf had to believe that the shaman, who should have been away from the crowd for the past few days, had come to him. You know, in the memory of Ensoul's life, he has never been so close to a shaman except for the time when he was born. He was never the child his father liked, and he had no right to listen to the shaman's teachings, nor did he have the guts and courage to ask the shaman about his doubts. But now, the unreachable sage stood before him, and the reason was only because he had taken in those strangers last night. This kind of thing sounds simple, but it feels absurd and funny when it happens to me.

Fortunately, the white wolf is used to being seen as a funny clown, he is used to it. Therefore, when he stood in front of him, he did not have for a moment the illusion that the shaman had come here for some other reason, nor for a moment that he could be recognized by the people whom all the tribe revered. He was an anomaly, like his men, like the white and disgusting yurts, burdened with an alien of original sin that had existed since birth, and from which he could not escape. Heterogeneous, has given up on being recognized.

"It's Ensoul, you're already strong. For a shaman, memorizing a name is as simple as eating and drinking, and some shamans can even name every sheep in a flock and distinguish them accurately. Perhaps, in Lichou's opinion, he is just a sheep in the flock called the tribe, and he is also an unsocial sheep.

"The man you are looking for is with me, come with me. The white wolf was unusually cold, and he had to do it to suppress the discomfort in his heart. Perhaps in his mind, Lichou was the last person in the tribe who might give him recognition, and this person's performance just now made him know that his problem was not in the shaman's eyes at all.

Licho's eyes changed slightly, and he followed Ensoul's back, and then suddenly said, "Do you know what kind of person is most likely to become a shaman?"

Of course, the white wolf didn't speak, on the one hand, he didn't know why the other party suddenly asked such a question, and on the other hand, because he didn't have the heart to answer now. A night without rest does not necessarily make it impossible to judge the situation around you, but sometimes it can make people's spirits sensitive, and in the subtle exhaustion, the pent-up emotions are most likely to be touched.

"A lot of people think it's the strong or smart kids, so where I grew up and trained, people like to send their best offspring there in the hope that they can become shamans. The old man continued, but there was still no fluctuation in his voice, as if it were not for Ensaild.

And when I say this, it means that strength and intelligence are not the first conditions to become a shaman, but a sharp spirit is. Only if your spirit is sharp enough, it will be easier for the gods and the things of the earth to enter your world. So who have that? People who are born with amazing eyesight or hearing? Yes, their acuity can be a help, but that acuity is more often the way to focus too much on it than to be thoughtful. People with disabilities, born or acquired, physical or psychological, are the most sensitive people. Because it is only when there is a missing thing that people will notice how valuable a complete figure is, and what value is contained in a simple closed loop. "Read the book

"Are you saying that I was born with a disability, and that I never deserved to live like everyone else?" the white wolf rarely let out such a roar, rarely. For he understood early on that Roar would not solve anything, and that the blade that followed Roar and the bow and arrow against someone's neck were more powerful and convincing. But for Li Chou, no matter how impulsive he is, he will never show his weapon, this is the bottom line.

Thankfully, this was already the White Wolf's territory, otherwise yelling at the shaman in public would have caused him more trouble in his already tense brotherhood. At the same time, his roar also drew out Cheese and the others, who had been waiting in the tent. The mage saw Lothar at a glance, and the sight of the Count making him breathe a sigh of relief. The small spells that were quietly used in the tent also allowed him to hear Licho's words and quickly realize why Enold had such a big reaction to them, and most importantly, he understood what the shaman really wanted to say.

"Calm down, White Wolf, he doesn't mean anything to discriminate against you. It's just that this example may not be very acceptable to ordinary people, because in the eyes of most people, flawed people are flawed, this is a fact, they can't do ordinary things that ordinary people can do, it's their, well, missing. Cheese wanted to raise his hand, and he was used to making some hand movements when he spoke, especially when he was explaining, but now his arms were still tied to his chest to prevent the reconnected bones from getting out of shape.

"But the question is, who is going to prescribe the so-called ordinary people and the ordinary things in their mouths? Who is going to dictate what kind of individuals are complete at birth and which ones are missing? The two eyes are complete? The one-eyed dragon is missing? The five fingers are complete? The six fingers and the thumb are missing? As for those things of the mind, it is normal to be optimistic and cheerful, and gloomy and closed is missing? Is it good to pay attention to the family, and love music and color to the point of forgetting self? Forget it. Completeness is not defined in this way, a truly complete person, lacking hands and short feet, bald and toothless, is also complete, the body is like this, and the heart is like this. I don't deny that there are people in this world who make people feel sick or even evil, but at least you are not. It's just that you like things that are different from others. ”

Lichou patted the white wolf on the shoulder, "I want to say the same thing as him, but I think you should look around and see these people who follow you more than reason." Regardless, your presence has given them a place to belong. The problem is always there, and it can be depressed in the long run, endlessly, but it doesn't go away because of it. You just singled out the problem and were discriminated against for it, and a large part of that discrimination wasn't against you, you just took it on. This kind of commitment just shows that you are doing a good job. ”

Ensound didn't say anything more, he just silently led a few people into the yurt. Batu and Atta walked last, and the hunter blinked, "I still don't understand, what's wrong with the white wolf?"

The swordswoman sighed, "Look around you, this is a camp but it's also a living area, don't you think there's something missing here compared to other living areas?"

Batu looked around, the yurt, the stove, the well, the stable, everything was in order, there was nothing strange about it.

"Man, I'm the only woman here. How can there be a living quarters where there are only men? It's not a barracks, it's just that it looks like a barracks. ”