Chapter 218 Waves
The Fire Tribe has come to this day, exactly one hundred and ninety years.
During these one hundred and ninety years, they have been beaten to the ground by their enemies, and have been wantonly ravaged by the world. There have also been institutional corruptions within the tribe.
But in these one hundred years, the Fire Tribe has never given up. Even if they have been beaten to the ground, even if they have been wantonly ravaged by the world, even if there have been problems within the tribe, they will always get up from the hardships, shake off the dust, and move on.
But in this year, the Fire Tribe lowered its noble head.
Generations of hardships, generations of glory, seem to no longer exist at this moment.
Because the six generations of leaders surrendered to the Dragon Tribe, the morale of the entire Fire Tribe was dealt a heavy blow, and many people felt they couldn't raise their heads.
The young warriors began to secretly blame the sixth-generation leader, believing that he had brought shame to the Fire Tribe and made the Fire Tribe ashamed.
They talked about the origin of the sixth-generation leader: a slave.
A slave actually became a leader. I really don't know what happened at that time. Many young warriors were puzzled.
Some old warriors who knew something about that period of history knew the ins and outs of this matter, but they did not dare to put the responsibility on the totem and could only blame the sixth-generation wizard.
So they began to wantonly slander the sixth-generation wizard for his incompetence: not as wise as the fourth-generation wizard, not as cruel as the fifth-generation wizard, and even being deprived of decision-making power by a slave, and could only stare blankly around the totem fire.
Such public opinion began to ferment in the Fire Tribe. At first, it was only spoken by those young and energetic young warriors, and gradually it spread to women and children.
More and more people joined this discussion. They would point fingers at their leaders behind their backs and talk about their happiness in the desert, as if this abominable weather came from the slave origin of the sixth generation leader.
"Your leader is having a hard time."
Wolf Totem lay beside the totem fire. Recently, she likes to warm herself by the fire.
"His choice is destined to make him have a hard time."
Diwu Xuan didn't pay much attention to this matter. He thought that the sixth generation leader and the seventh generation witch would solve this problem well.
"But it seems that you are the one who invited the Dragon Tribe."
Wolf Totem said with a silly smile.
Diwu Xuan frowned and gave her a strange look.
Recently, many of Wolf Totem's behaviors have been a little... strange. He likes to talk to him all day long, and he talks a lot.
"Even if I didn't invite the Dragon Tribe, they would have come. This is determined by their nature."
Diwu Xuan looked at the Totem Shaman who was painting in front of him, and his eyes were reluctant to leave the scroll.
"What nature?"
Wolf Totem asked curiously.
"Greedy."
Diwu Xuan replied without raising his head, his eyes still fixed on the scroll.
On the Totem Shaman's scroll, the scene of the Totem Fire Tribe people chatting was shown. Nearly two-thirds of the entire picture was flames, and in the right third, several tribesmen were sitting there chatting.
Such a foreground arrangement squeezes the subject of the picture, giving people a sense of voyeurism. At the same time, the characters are far away from the picture, which further enhances the sense of voyeurism.
Even more delicate are those characters who cover their mouths with their hands when they speak, looking as if they don't want people to see their ugly faces saying bad things behind their backs.
Looking at the whole picture, this is a perfect picture of a group chat.
"This child has a natural talent for painting. It really makes the best use of everything and people."
Diwu Xuan couldn't help but sigh.
"The new legend of White Snake you told me is that kind of novel. Can anyone in the Fire Tribe write it?"
Wolf Totem asked Diwu Xuan.
"The Fire Tribe doesn't even have writing, how can it be written."
Diwu Xuan said in the totem, waving his hands.
"Then which tribe did you hear this from? You really can't remember?"
"I can't remember. I forgot it a long time ago."
Diwu Xuan said, urging Little Turtle to stay away from the wolf totem. She has recently been learning from the bull totem.
Public opinion was fermenting in the dark, but Diwu Xuan had already discovered that the sixth-generation leader was also paying attention. At the same time, he was still in close talks with the top leaders from time to time. He was quietly waiting for the opportunity to turn the situation around.
Finally, after the entire tribe had more or less heard these absurd remarks, the sixth-generation leader began to make a move.
He did one thing, a sacrifice, not a sacrificial dance, but the first sacrifice in the history of the Fire Tribe to a witch and a leader.
In other words, what he wanted to sacrifice was not the totem, but the ancestors.
People have more or less respect for the ancestors. Even though the Sixth Generation Shaman has been slandered recently, more people still believe in his excellence, especially the commotion he caused in the totem fire before his death, which was even more terrifying.
Therefore, many people, even if they don't know about the Time Corridor, still respect him and are not deceived by these rumors.
What the Sixth Generation Chief does is to count the contributions made by generations of shamans and chiefs during the sacrifice.
Such a process must make people feel solemn and ritualistic. As generations of shamans and chiefs count, the people of the Fire Tribe can better understand the hardships of their ancestors.
As people enter an era that is becoming more and more familiar, the majesty of the fourth generation witch, the tyranny of the fifth generation witch, and the dedication of the sixth generation witch are increasingly relatable to everyone.
The last witch to be sacrificed was the seventh generation witch. As in the past, she was more often remembered as the daughter of the sixth generation witch.
But this is not important, because the sixth generation leader has seen awakening in the eyes of many people. Yes, he calls those who have come out of lies awakened.
When one of the many lies is wrong, then all the lies must be suspected. This is how he easily breaks the suspicion.
And those who come out of this period will inevitably go from one extreme to another.
Dislike will turn into love, rebuke will turn into praise, and opposition will turn into support.
People are so weird, either to the left or to the right, as if it is difficult to speak in the middle.
After breaking these messages, the sixth-generation leader did not disband everyone, but suddenly mentioned humiliation.
Yes, he regarded the Fire Tribe's submission to the Dragon Tribe as a humiliation, and made the people of the Fire Tribe remember this humiliation, and must work harder to grow in order to resist this humiliation.
The fifth Xuan watched the sixth-generation leader's hard performance in the totem. Sometimes he really felt that this guy was just an actor, and he looked like a fourth-generation witch.
He could say that what was right could be wrong, and what was good could be bad. With just his mouth, he fooled the whole tribe into boiling blood.
When he finished speaking, it seemed as if he was the one who felt the most wronged, as if this choice had become a persecution from everyone.
The people of the Fire Tribe cried, were saddened, and denounced their past selves.
The eyes of the warriors were red, the women cried secretly, and the children wanted to grow up immediately and join the wave of building the future of the Fire Tribe.