Chapter 128 Grand Welcoming Ceremony
"The witch of the Sand Tribe is here."
When this news reached the Fire Tribe, everyone in the Fire Tribe was shocked, and the most surprised was the leader of the Sand Tribe.
He was called back from the hunting team by the Wolf Tribe warriors, and he is still a little dazed. He doesn't understand why the witch of his tribe abandoned the tribe and ran here.
It's not that the witch of the tribe can't go out, but when the tribal leader has already gone out, it is really... very rare for the witch to go out again, at least it has never been the case in the Sand Tribe.
"How is his body?"
This was the first question he asked when he finally woke up.
"The news sent back said that it's not very good."
The sixth-generation leader did not hide the news, but spoke honestly.
The Sand Tribe leader immediately showed a worried look on his face, and he said in a hurry: "I'll go get the witch."
The Sixth Generation Leader grabbed the somewhat impatient Sand Tribe leader and said to him in a puzzled look: "Use a sled."
Yes, the sled, this toy invented by the Fire Tribe Totem Mount, is now mass-produced.
One day, the Sixth Generation Leader saw the Fire Totem Mount Little Turtle standing on a wooden board, being pulled by the giant wolf of the Wolf Tribe at lightning speed on the snow. He immediately asked for a sled and began to study it.
This is not a complicated thing, but it can solve the problem of coordination between the Fire Tribe warriors and the Wolf Tribe warriors - the speed difference.
With a sled, the amount of things a giant wolf can carry in the snow has increased by several times.
The leader of the Sand Tribe took over a group of sleds without hesitation, and led the warriors of the Sand Tribe to rush out at lightning speed.
The Sixth Chief asked the Fire Tribe to prepare, starting from the outside of the Fire Tribe to lay out animal skins until they reached the totem fire.
On both sides of the totem fire, the warriors of the Fire Tribe began to grill meat, and the women began to cook meat soup to welcome the arrival of the Shaman of the Sand Tribe.
Shamans from other tribes have come like this, except for the Wolf Tribe that needed help at the beginning. If we count back then, we can trace back to the time when the tribe was stationed on the top of the mountain.
The totems and shamans who came that time were very different from this time, because this time the shaman of the Sand Tribe who was allied with the Fire Tribe came.
If it were just the above reasons, there would not be any need to pave the road with animal skins. What really excited the Sixth Chief was the ability of the Shaman of the Sand Tribe to communicate with the totems.
The fourth generation witch also has this ability, and the greatness of the fourth generation witch has been demonstrated.
"Perhaps, the witch of the Sand Tribe can become the link for the tribe and the totem to communicate again."
With this idea in mind, the sixth generation leader launched the largest welcome ceremony for the Fire Control Tribe so far.
He even took out the frozen berries that are now only provided to witches as food for the reception.
Everything is arranged properly, just waiting for the arrival of the witch of the Sand Tribe. The fifth Xuanman is looking forward to standing behind the totem fire with the wolf totem. He really wants to go forward, but that would be too enthusiastic and would make the guests feel uneasy.
Waiting to greet him in front of the totem fire is the sixth generation witch. He has reached his limit in this position. If he goes forward, it will make the guests uneasy.
The Sixth Chief stood outside the tribe to greet them. With his status, this would not make the guests too uneasy. After all, the chief's status was much lower in front of the witch.
After the sun set in the west and cast a golden light on the snow, the team of the Sand Tribe finally appeared slowly at the end of the sky and earth.
The team moved forward slowly. They did not speed up because of the sled, because the Shaman of the Sand Tribe could not withstand any impact, and the warriors of the Sand Tribe would not take risks.
The one walking in front and leading the way was the Ritu Teng Shaman. He looked a little tired and his face was not very good.
When the team got closer, the Sixth Chief saw his figure and raised his eyebrows.
A beast skin rope was tied to the body of the Ritu Teng Shaman, and at the end of the beast skin rope was the sunset bow.
The Sunset Bow was dragged forward by the Ritu Teng Shaman with a rope. This action has revealed many problems.
The Sixth Chief scanned the Ritu Teng tribe and found that the Ritu Teng leader was no longer there, and the number of Ritu Teng warriors was less than half of the number when he went there.
"Chief."
The Ritu Teng Shaman came up and bowed to greet him. His face was full of fatigue and his eyes were filled with sadness.
"Didn't you encounter any attacks?"
the Sixth Chief asked.
Ritu Teng shook his head and wanted to say something. The Sixth Chief stretched out his hand to stop him from speaking, because the Shaman of the Sand Tribe was right behind him, and there was no time to talk about many things in detail at this time.
Since there was no attack on the road, the disappearance of the Ritu Teng leader and some warriors was easy to explain.
"Throw the Sunset Bow into the Totem Fire, and you should also take a rest."
The Sixth Generation Chief said, and without waiting for the Sun Totem Shaman to answer, he spoke again: "You can meet the Moon Totem Shaman if you still have the energy."
The Sun Totem Shaman nodded, and without saying anything more, he walked along the road covered with animal skins. When he passed by the Sixth Generation Shaman, he greeted the Sixth Generation Shaman.
The old Sixth Generation Shaman glanced at the Sunset Bow tied behind him, and a smile appeared on his old face, praising his apprentice with a smile.
"Go, you need to rest."
The Sixth Generation Shaman said in a sad voice.
The Sun Totem Shaman nodded, took two steps forward, untied the leather rope, and threw the Sunset Bow into the Totem Fire.
The Sunset Bow entered the Totem Fire and was immediately engulfed by the flames, flying side by side with the Bloodthirsty Spear that was also burning.
After doing all this, the Sun Totem Shaman knelt on the ground, his head also hung on the ground, and crawled on his knees to the front of the Fifth Xuan.
"Totem, I am guilty."
On the way to his knees, there were blood marks left by the Sun Totem Shaman's worn forehead. His voice was choked with sobs and a crying tone.
"Om..."
The Totem Fire suddenly became bright, and the hot breath was surging in the Totem Fire, burning the Sunset Bow vigorously.
"Sunset, look at what you have done to my child."
Diwu Xuan's voice was filled with anger. The totem fire swelled again, burning twice as fast, and the sunset bow wailed in pain.
"Please... don't do this..."
Ritu Teng begged for mercy.
"This is what you deserve."
Diwu Xuan replied coldly, no longer paying attention to Ritu Teng, and began to comfort Ritu Teng Wu.
The little bastard slowly stretched out his claws, rubbed Ritu Teng Wu's head, and even patted his shoulders, and then pushed him towards his home.
Ritu Teng Wu, who was comforted, cried wantonly, but he held back after a few times, because there was still the Shaman of the Sand Tribe behind him, and he couldn't delay for too long.
After kowtowing again, he knelt back and slowly left.
"This is a good kid."
Wolf Totem had been with Diwu Xuan for a long time, and his mind had become more flexible. He could guess the general situation from the actions of the Sun Totem Shaman.
"The Fire Tribe is full of good kids, and so are the Wolf Tribe."
Diwu Xuan's voice was a little suppressed, and then the totem fire expanded again, and the Sun Totem's terrible voice came out from the totem fire, but no one would pity him, at least not Diwu Xuan and Greedy Wolf.
Looking up, Diwu Xuan looked far away and saw that the team of the Sand Tribe had met the sixth generation leader and had already started communicating.