Original War

Chapter 289

The totem of the Rain Tribe has an arc shape on the top, and rain-like dots under the arc. Shao Xuan counted, eight points. Around the totem, there is still something like fog surrounding and flowing.

Shao Xuan was very surprised when the totem of the Yu tribe appeared in this “egg shell”, and now the totem of the Yu tribe has also appeared.

Compatibility is good. Shao Xuan thought.

Although the totems that appeared were not as big as the flame horn tribe totem in the middle, and not as bright as the flame horn totem, they did exist here, and they were still flashing.

The totem of the Rain Tribe that appeared was not the same fire color as the Flame Horn totem, but was similar to that of the Energizing Tribe. It was white with a feeling of translucent white, like liquid.

Shao Xuan observed the flashing rain tribe totem, mobilizing the power of inheritance, and wanted to take a closer look at the sudden appearance of the alien tribe totem.

The blue flame separated from the bottom of the flame around the Flame Horn Totem, and stretched towards the much smaller Rain Tribe Totem that appeared.

It stands to reason that there should be rejection between the totem powers of different tribes, but here, it is not the case. The separated blue flame easily touches the totem of the rain tribe.

During the contact, Shao Xuan felt the totem of the Yu tribe tremble, and the eight points also moved. Shao Xuan was curious, those eight points looked more like drops of suspended liquid.

A shiny liquid spot fell from the totem of the rain tribe. Shao Xuan stared at the drop spot. He planned to see where it would fall, but didn’t want to. The drop just fell down. A little bit, after surpassing the rain tribe totem, it turns into fog and merges with the fog surrounding the rain tribe totem. And looking at the totem again, the gap has been filled where it originally fell, and a drop of the same drop has appeared there.

And this is just the beginning, just like pressing the start switch, the dots on the totem of the rain tribe gradually began to fall down like the one just now, dissolve the fog, and form again.

From the first drop, two drops, to eight drops, all began to move, turning around, looking like it was raining continuously.

Somehow, Shao Xuan suddenly remembered what Yang Sui had told him about the fire of the Yu tribe.

Yang Sui said that there was a problem with the fire of the Yu tribe. Except for the big sacrifice time at the beginning of each year, it is difficult to be awakened at other times. This is also the reason why Qiuyu has been failing.

But now, Shao Xuan feels that this moving totem is like waking up from a deep sleep.

Shao Xuan was shocked, and he felt a powerful force from the outside world.

Leaving the sea of ​​consciousness, Shao Xuan looked to the side.

Although the room was dark due to the weather, Shao Xuan could still see the reaction of Lei and Tuo. The two who had been resting stood up and looked in the direction of the Yu tribe.

“what happened?!”

“Why is there such a strong totem power?”

Feeling the rejection of the totem from the alien tribe, Lei and Tuo opened the door and walked out.

Outside, the sky was full of wind and sand, even worse than the previous two days. Lei’s messy hair was blown up, his eyes narrowed because of the scattered dust. You can clearly smell the wind and sand between your breaths.

The sky and the surrounding area are full of yellowing sand and dust, and the visibility is extremely low. It is a bit difficult to see this row of wooden houses, let alone the place of the rain tribe farther away?

They wanted to see what happened over there, but only a piece of muddy sand caught their eyes.

Shao Xuan slightly covered his face with his hand to block the sand and dust that was blowing over him. He listened carefully to the voice over there. It was a bit noisy and there were too many people. I didn’t know what was going on over there. But he can clearly feel the totem power that gradually increases in that direction.

Not only the Shao Xuan trio, but everyone else in the team also came out, but found that there was nothing to see around them, and the wind and sand were still big. They yelled and complained and went back to the house.

“You said, what happened over there? Is there such a big movement to pray for rain?” someone asked.

“I don’t know what it is like to ask for rain. It won’t really rain anyway.”

“No matter what those are doing, I just hope the weather will get better soon so we can leave.”

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In the Yu tribe, on the altar erected at the fire pond, the dance and curse of Yang Sui and others’ prayers for rain were all finished. Finally, everyone bowed down, their foreheads hit the ground, and they knocked on the sandy wooden boards without getting up.

Yang Sui and the others kneeling on the ground are the same, silent, waiting for Death. Since stepping on this high platform, they have no plans to go down.

The wood nut bell is tied with a rope, swaying in the wind, making a ticking sound, and it sounds like a shower is coming, but it’s just “like”, not real.

The ceremony ended and the music and dancing stopped. Below the altar, the kneeling people got up. Some people were disappointed. Although they failed for many years, they still held that little hope every time, hoping that it would really rain. There are also some people who have become accustomed to this situation every year, with numbness on their faces. Others are happy in their hearts. For example, He Tide once competed with Yang Sui for the position of witch.

He Chao looked at the leader Fang Mang in front of him, took two steps forward, and whispered: “It’s okay.”

Wan Mang’s eyes flashed, and he looked at the old men a few steps away. Among them, there are their supporters and some neutrals, and he is worried about those neutrals.

Fortunately, praying for rain failed, and the disappointment on those faces was unconcealed. Seeing this, the corners of Wan Mang’s mouth could not help but rise, and loudly said: “Because Yang Sui deceived the ancestors, violated the ancestors’ will, and angered the rain god. , Starting today, will no longer be the witch of the tribe!”

Hangmang and Hechao looked around, and the people who opposed them before are now silent. very good.

After Wang Mang’s words fell, He Chao suppressed the excitement in his heart, and shouted: “A firewood!”

The people who had been waiting there were carrying bundles of firewood and dry grass around the high platform, bunking them all the way up to the high platform.

The people on the high platform could hear the movement below.

With the movement of the wood spreading closer, Yang Sui said, “I’m sorry!”

Under the stage, He Chao, as the person most likely to take over as the witch after Yang Sui, took the lit torch with his own hands, walked to the edge of the high platform, and lit all the firewood from the high platform for a week.

“Burn them to death!”

“Burn to death, burn to death!”

“Anyone who disobeys the ancestors and angers the rain god should be burned to death!”

Listening to the scolding below, Yang Sui closed his eyes and waited for Death with everyone. A plea for rain failed and almost consumed all his energy. Weary, desperate, and sorrowful.

Suddenly, Yang Sui’s body trembled, his closed eyes suddenly opened, his eyes filled with disbelief. Feel it carefully, it’s true! Tinder! It’s the movement of Tinder!

Below, the people who were yelling “burn to death” also noticed something was wrong, especially those near the firepit, and the feeling was especially obvious.

They are so familiar with this kind of power, and they feel this way every year during the big sacrifices. However, it is not the time for the big festival, and the situation is different now compared to the time of the big festival.

The surrounding temperature began to drop rapidly.

Through the firewood that was set up, they saw that the color of the fire in the firepit changed again, lightened, and became bright and white.

“This…this is…”

The wind and sand around the fire pond seemed to gradually disappear, and the field of vision became much clearer.

An old man with his palms full of calluses and dry cuticles, twisting his fingers, feeling the little moistness on his fingers, raised his eyes to look at the firepit, and then looked at the high platform built on top of the firepit. The dazed expression became shocked, and he shouted: “Extinguish the fire! Put out those fires! Get out!” Because he was too excited, his voice was a little broken. He ran to the high platform, ignoring the burning wood, waved his arms and kicked, and lifted all the wood that had been spread.

Han Mang only felt a chill rushing straight into his forehead, shivering, rushed past almost as fast as he could, and kicked the firewood away with the old man. Others also reacted, no matter what the situation is, they just follow along.

Those who were farther away couldn’t see the situation around the firepit, and just listened to the movement and guessed what happened. Although they can’t see clearly, they can feel the familiar power from fire.

Inside the fire pond, the white and translucent flames rose up, starting from the top, and turned into white mist, like a swimming dragon out of the water, rushing out of the fire pond.

The surrounding temperature has dropped.

Those firewood that had not been kicked aside were instantly extinguished at the moment they were swept away by the fog.

Yang Sui couldn’t see what was happening below. He didn’t get up either. He just raised his head and looked up to the sky. Then, his face, which was originally stiff as a stone, cracked open, and his expression seemed to be surprised.

The sky seems to be raining…

Below, around the firepit, the white mist vacated like a long dragon, first hovering around the firepit, and then as the body enlarged, the circling range became wider and wider, and people standing near the firepit could not help but retreat rapidly.

They are not sure what this change represents, but they have a faint guess in their hearts, a guess that they can hardly believe.

As the long misty dragon hovered, wherever it passed, the wooden piles that built the high platform, and the piles of unlit or extinguished firewood seemed to be covered with hoarfrost.

The long dragon of fog is still expanding rapidly, and within a range from the firepit, the feeling of chaos caused by sand and dust is also rapidly disappearing.

Taking a deep breath, you can still feel a refreshing coolness, without the smell of sand and dust, which makes people shocked. It feels like the whole person has been poured into a bucket of ice water.

Because of this change, the rest of the Yu tribe are stupid. They didn’t know what it meant, or how to react now, and the leader didn’t speak.

“Yes…Is it…I beg for rain…successful?” Someone stubbornly asked the people around.

Others wanted to refute because of their previous experience, but after seeing the scene there, they also closed their mouths tightly.