Regardless of the legend, how much the process of praying for rain has changed, one thing is for sure - the people of the rain tribe are very realistic.

No matter what lies you make up, as long as it works, they will believe it, and they will believe it firmly, and strictly implement it. Otherwise, no matter how much you pay, if you don't achieve the results they want, they will be cruel.

Whatever height I used to pile you up can now pull you down and step into the fire. Take Yang Sui as an example.

Compared with the Yanjiao Tribe, the status of the Wu of the Rain Tribe is really pitiful. However, witches are also different from witches, if the Yanjiao tribe also has a witch like the rain tribe, it must be a similar situation to the rain tribe now.

Shao Xuan thinks that it still depends on the person.

probably thought that he didn't have two days to live, and Yang Sui's words were not hidden. He couldn't say a lot of things to people inside the tribe, which sounded too rebellious, but it was different for people outside the tribe, because people from outside the tribe didn't approve of the affairs of other tribes. Yang Sui didn't have any scruples when he said it, and vented his grievances by the way.

After a moment of silence, Yang Sui lowered his eyes, shook the oxtail on his hand, and sang in a hoarse voice: "Bright white and silky rain, sand and yellow mud...... O God of heaven, the rain is a cloak for clords...... I would like to invite you......"

This is a song that many people in the Rain Tribe will sing.

Since when has it stopped raining, and how long has it been?

Hundreds of years, thousands of years? Even too far away to remember?

"What kind of scene is it when it rains white and mud and mud is yellow? Yang Sui said.

The records left by the ancestors are not complete, but the songs that have been passed down from generation to generation are known to everyone. Unfortunately, no one can imagine what this song depicts. No one even knows. Because those who know are no longer there.

"I heard that when the prayer for rain was successful, the rain fell in a line, and all the ground became mud. People walked barefoot on the cool mud. Enjoy the rain washing away. Yang Sui said.

Sludge, not in a derogatory sense here, for the people of the Rain Tribe, "mud" and "thin mud" are a sight to look forward to, because in most of their memories, the ground is hard and cracked.

As he was talking, the girl named Mi Yu that Shao Xuan had seen yesterday came over. With an unconcealed anger on his face. Probably didn't expect to see Shao Xuan here, the surprise on her face flashed, but she didn't pay much attention to it, and turned to look at Yang Sui who was sitting on the ground.

"Two more bastards!" Mi Yu looked very excited.

Yang Sui's hand holding the oxtail tightened, and then he said calmly. "If you don't do it, you won't do it, and then see who is willing to fill the vacancy, and those who are willing to fill the vacancy, the shell currency will be doubled. ”

"What else to add!" Mi Yu roared. "The tide of the river directly took them away with shell coins! You can give shell coins, can't he give them?! Yesterday he left one. It's rare to find someone to fill the vacancy, and now it's gone! Who else can you look for?! Who knows if someone will leave today!"

The "river tide" in Mi Huang's mouth was the competitor of Wu who was with Yang Sui at the beginning, but Yang Sui won that time, but now, the leader is supporting the river tide and suppressing Yang Sui. As the days passed, Yangsui's supporters also rapidly decreased. Yesterday, Yang Sui also said that the other party and his supporters were more than half to one and a half, and after another day, half of them were gone.

probably thinks that Yang Sui, the witch, can't beg for rain. Even the shrine maidens who followed him will suffer.

There were still people who followed before, because of those supporters behind Yang Sui, but now, under the coercion and temptation of the river tide and the leader, they stood on the other side's camp, and naturally there were witches who changed their positions.

According to the requirements of asking for rain, eight witches are indispensable. But now, I can't find the right person to fill it up for a while.

If you can't make up for it, you can't even ask for rain, and you will fail directly.

This is a rule set by our ancestors, and it cannot be changed.

If you want to change it, you can ask for rain and then say, and the people of the rain tribe will definitely not object to it at that time, but if it doesn't rain, then you can only come according to the rules.

“...... Also," Mi Yu took two deep breaths and tried to calm himself down before saying, "The oxtail they prepared for you was also taken back and given to Hechao." ”

Not only were people prying away, but even the carefully prepared oxtail was redirected to the enemy.

Rain?

How else to ask for it?

If you continue like this, you don't have to prepare anything, just be burned to death.

"What should I do, the ceremony will begin tomorrow!" Mi Yu was anxious to circle around the house.

"Are there cows in the surrounding mountains? I can look for them. Shao Xuan said.

"No, I don't have to. Yang Sui waved his hand, and raised the oxtail in Shao Xuan's hand, which had been stained with a lot of dust, and said: "This is enough, which ox tail can't be used as a whip?" The ancestor didn't say what kind of oxtail was necessary. ”

"What about the witch?" Shao Xuan asked, "If you need shell coins or something, I'll bring some with me as well." ”

"We don't need shellfish, we have it on hand. When Mi Xuan looked at Shao Xuan, her face softened a lot, although Shao Xuan was not from the Rain Tribe, but at this time, she was also grateful to be willing to help.

It's just that......

"There aren't enough shrine maidens. ”

As soon as Mi Huan's voice fell, he heard a voice from outside: "Who said it wasn't enough?!"

Yang, who had been sitting on the ground, bounced up and looked out the door in dismay.

The dilapidated wooden door that was obscured was removed by a pair of calloused hands.

Shao Xuan saw two middle-aged women with dark complexions walking in one after the other, and behind them, there was also an old man with gray hair, although he was old, his body was quite healthy, his steps were very steady, and he didn't show much old age.

"If there aren't enough people, so can we!" said the middle-aged woman who was the first to enter.

"Grandmother!" Yang Sui looked at the people who came in and exclaimed.

"A-Niang!" Mi Yu was also so shocked that she didn't know what to say.

The three people who came in were Yang Sui's mother and grandmother, as well as Mi Xuan's mother.

Seeing Shao Xuan, they were only slightly surprised, but after Shao Xuan introduced himself, the three of them also expressed their friendliness and thanked Shao Xuan, they knew that Shao Xuan had helped Yang Sui.

"You...... You ...... "Yang Sui rarely stammered."

"How about we? The ancestors never said that witches must be young. Yang Sui said his mother.

The ancestors did not say it, but the rain tribe is beautiful with a slender and flowing body with a smart curve, so when choosing a witch, such a young woman will also be chosen, and even some families have been cultivated since childhood. Until now, there has never been a woman above the middle age to serve as a witch, after all, the middle-aged women in the tribe, because of their work, are naturally not as tall as those young people.

However, now, as more and more people defect, they can't even get together the eight witches, so the three elders have come up with this decision.

If other people are witches, even if Yang Sui fails to ask for rain afterwards, although they can't please them, they will not be in danger of their lives, but Yang Sui's family is different. The gang of the new leader is aimed at Yang Sui, and even Yang Sui's family will be much harsh, maybe they will be burned to death together at that time.

Looking at the people who were crying silently in the house, Shao Xuan left the wooden house.

There were also several middle-aged men standing outside the house, guarding the room. It should be a relative or an elder who is familiar with Yang Sui.

No wonder Yang Sui is reluctant to let these people go, at this time, there are only these people in the rain tribe who really protect him.

The outside of the house was still cloudy and the visibility was low, and Shao Xuan planned to take a walk outside. Think about what you can do to help.

Not far away, a half-arm-long lizard crawled, and a creature suddenly rushed out from under the sand.

Shao Xuan looked over, it was the same breed as the one they had eaten not long ago.

Poor guy who just rushed out to forage for food, the meat was chopped by Shao Xuan before he could eat it. (To be continued......)