Shao Xuan dragged the hunting prey back as the dinner for the three of them.
When Shao Xuan was absent, Qu Ce and Hong Xi of the Feather tribe had come to find Shao Xuan. For Qu Ce, he looked for Shao Xuan out of boredom, so he gossiped with Lei and Tuo about the affairs of the Rain tribe since he didn’t find Shao Xuan, which was just a joke to kill time. For Hong Xi, however, he came to fight with Shao Xuan, so he left after he couldn’t get the person he wanted.
As for the affair of the Rain tribe, Lei and Tuo asked Shao Xuan again after they heard of it from Qu Ce. Shao Xuan answered them roughly, but he didn’t say too much. Nonetheless, after they knew the current situation, the two couldn’t believe it.
How could they treat the Shaman like that? In the Flaming Horn tribe, the Shaman was the authority.
However, the two seemed less than enthusiastic about the affairs of the foreign tribes, just sighing with emotion, “Poor thing!”
The same as others in the team, they didn’t believe the Shaman could succeed in praying for the rain, so they just chatted about the affair to kill time.
Towards nightfall, Yang Sui sent someone over to find Shao Xuan. As the Shaman of the Rain tribe, Yang Sui shouldn’t come here directly. Because if anyone saw that he was looking for Shao Xuan here and now, it would get Shao Xuan into trouble.
Yang sui was still in the poor wooden house, but this time, only by himself. He started a bonfire and sat on the ground waiting for Shao Xuan. Next to Yang Sui, there was a hide bag.
Original translation from wangmamaread.
Tomorrow would be the day to pray for rain, but Yang Sui was in no hurry, only being more silent than he was in the daytime.
“What’s up?” Asked Shao Xuan, who entered into the house.
“Shao Xuan, I need your help.” Yang Sui pleaded for help.
“Go on.” Finding a place to sit down, Shao Xuan waited for what Yang Sui would say.
Yang Sui gave the hide bag, that was next to him, to Shao Xuan, “If I can’t make it tomorrow, my father and my mother will be sent out, you… please help…”
Probably realizing that he was a little bit off, Yang Sui paused without finishing the whole sentence. Actually the friendship between Shao Xuan and Yang Sui was not too deep. If Shao Xuan helped Yang Sui, then it would be regarded as being against the Rain tribe.
Without waiting for Shao Xuan to speak, Yang Sui hurriedly said, “You only have to help them leave the Rain tribe. The person He Chao wants to defeat is me. If other people leave the Rain tribe, they will simply be expelled and wouldn’t be chased.”
Running a hand through his hair, Yang Sui said, “If they are expelled, I hope they can go to the Ferocious Beasts Mountain Forest which is within the region of the Flaming Horn tribe. I heard that there are wanderers who have been following you there.”
Yang Sui gave the hide bag filled with shell coins to Shao Xuan and continued to talk about his following arrangements. He mentioned a lot of people leaving out himself.
Shao Xuan didn’t look at the hide bag with the shell coins and asked, “No other solutions?”
Yang Sui was helpless, with hands down, and said, “No.”
“Maybe you will succeed in praying for rain.” Said Shao Xuan again.
“Hope so.” Yang Sui forced a smile. He doesn’t believe it himself, but just said that casually. If he could really succeed in praying for rain, would he care about the new Chief and He Chao? Not only would he not be dismissed, but he would stand taller and (his power would be) more stable! However…
It’s impossible!
“Don’t worry. If I can, I will definitely help. Chacha is also coming. However, because of blowing sand, it’s now staying far away.” Shao Xuan did not return the bag of shell coins, so that Yang Sui would feel reassured (of Shao Xuan’s promise to help). If the parents and relatives of Yang Sui got expelled, Shao Xuan would return these shell coins to them and draw a map for them to the Flaming Horn tribe.
Hearing Shao Xuan’s words, Yang Sui lightened up immediately, “Thank you!”
Shao Xuan waved his hands and then asked, “When praying for rain, if one method doesn’t work, how about trying the old methods? Such as whipping the stone to pray for rain?”
Yang Sui smiled and said in a tone of self-mockery, “It’s no use. Despite the stipulations formulated by our ancestors that could not be easily changed, the way to pray for rain isn’t the methods. In fact, as long as you have that ability, whatever you do is right. If something goes wrong, it won’t succeed no matter how hard you work.”
Shao Xuan stunned, “You mean… the key point is Shaman? Rather than these methods?”
“You could think so. However, now the critical point is the Inner Flame, not the Shaman.” Yang Sui hesitated for a moment, but he still told the reason, “There is something wrong with the Inner Flame of the Rain tribe.”
“Something wrong with the Inner Flame of the Rain tribe?” Shao Xuan was confused.
“The Shaman could offer sacrifices to pray for rain, but the Inner Flame is key to determine success or failure. Because the Inner Flame of the Rain tribe has an issue, it wouldn’t rain no matter which methods the Shaman adopts to pray for rain. By accident, I found it on the private records of a Shaman. The records say, as if the Inner Flame falls asleep, the Shaman cannot wake it up when praying for rain. It only wakes up at a large-scale annual sacrificial ceremony. At other times it will not wake up. If prayer for rain is attempted during a large-scale sacrificial ceremony, it may succeed. However, the time to hold that large-scale ceremony is not in the dry season, and at the actual ceremonial time, the weather is very cold, so the willingness of people to pray for rain is not strong. Except in the period of the large-scale sacrificial ceremony, the Inner Flame would remain asleep and no one can wake it up, let alone manage to pray for rain.”
It was really an accident that Yang Sui found that animal skin scroll with the mystery. It was buried underground, recording the mystery with symbolic words that only the Shaman could read.
“Even you can’t wake it up?” Asked Shao Xuan.