Chapter 470 Crazy (fourth update, please vote)
After finishing the class at Fire Capital Academy, Shao packed up his things and walked along the path to the Fire Tribe Alliance Academy.
He is a low-key person and does not like crowds. If he is on the main road, there will inevitably be people greeting him and asking for advice. He has always avoided these things as much as possible.
It is different on the small road. There are fewer people, and even fewer people who can recognize him. He walked all the way and returned to the Fire Tribe Alliance Academy before dark.
Those who can have a house in the academy are all famous teachers. Shao is one of the best, so he naturally has the right to own a house of his own.
When he returned to his own yard and opened the gate, a little girl ran over and threw herself into Shao's arms.
"Daddy is back."
The little girl was smart and cute, and she hugged Shao and shouted.
"Come back, come back, look what daddy brought you."
Shao took out something wrapped in linen from his arms, opened it carefully, and revealed a piece of dark yellow honey inside.
This is a precious thing, which can only be obtained occasionally by the hunting team. Shao got this piece from the eighth generation witch last night.
"Honey, daddy is the best."
The little girl jumped up happily, and tried to grab it, but Shao stretched out his hand and raised the honey high, making it out of her reach.
"Tell me, how do you eat the honey now that you have it?"
Shao asked with a smile.
"Give it to mom first. If mom doesn't want to eat it, give it to your brother. If your brother doesn't want to eat it, give it to Jiujiu."
Jiujiu said in a baby voice, drooling.
Shao rubbed his head with his hand, then gave her the candy. Holding the candy, she turned around and ran into the house.
"There's honey candy to eat, there's honey candy to eat."
She shouted, and went to the kitchen to ask her mother. Of course, her mother didn't want to eat it. Then she asked her brother. Her brother was still young and couldn't speak, so she thought that her brother didn't want to eat it, and immediately licked it happily.
Shao closed the courtyard door before walking into the house. As soon as he sat down, his wife brought the food up.
"Just spoil Jiujiu. Sooner or later, you will spoil her."
Shao's wife, Meili Xianhui, was a famous beauty in the music tribe. She also had an outstanding melody. The two of them were a perfect match.
"If you spoil him, he won't do bad things. When he grows up, you can discipline him more strictly."
Shao replied with a smile, took the chopsticks handed to him by his wife, and started eating.
He has been very busy these days. He can only reunite with his family at dinner time every day. After dinner and a short rest, he still has to go to the Eighth Generation Witch.
"You always said that you would teach and raise trees in this life and have no other intentions. Why have you been going out more often recently? Do you have any ideas?" No
one knows a husband better than his wife. She has seen Shao's recent changes and found some clues.
Shao smiled and swallowed the meat soup in his mouth. He wiped off the grease at the corners of his mouth with the linen cloth prepared by his wife before speaking.
"I have always had ambitions, but the world is peaceful and there is no room for me to display my talents, so it is better to teach and educate people. Now it is different."
His eyes flashed with excitement, and his right hand dipped in the meat soup, and with the soup, he directly drew a simple map of the Fire Tribe Alliance on the wooden table.
"There is the disaster of Ganymede in the near future, the worry of the Mountain of Gods in the distance, the worry of the Ice Bear Tribe becoming a god on the left and right, and the chaos of the eight generations of witches showing their power inside."
When he said this, a smile appeared on his face, not sadness, but vigor.
"In this chaotic world, I
should come out and help the world." His wife looked at him with admiration, and her heart was so sweet.
Back then, she liked him because of his firm confidence when he talked about the world.
She still remembered that when he was young, her husband was very interested in politics. Whenever the alliance had a decree, he would have a long talk with her.
This situation did not disappear until Xin began to emerge.
For a period of time, her husband especially liked to sit in the yard and be in a daze. Occasionally, he would say a few words from the Romance of the Three Kingdoms, which he regarded as classics:
Since there is Yu, why is there Liang?
The wife understood that Xin was too dazzling.
Her literary talent was not inferior to her husband's, and her fighting ability was not a little stronger than her husband's. Compared with her, her husband's background was even more different. They were not comparable in every
way. At that time, her husband's motto was: What can I do? After
a period of time, her husband came out of the trough of his mood. He no longer talked about the world or business, but only talked about planting trees and flowers and educating people.
Her husband was an excellent man. Although he gave up his political ambitions, he was also very good at teaching and educating people. He trained many witches in small and medium-sized tribes.
Gradually, her husband showed more talents. Totems asked him to be a witch every day. Many people were envious of him, but her husband still refused.
She knew why her husband refused. Since he had no chance to help the world, he might as well devote his life to education and knowledge.
After years of being immersed in this way, she thought her husband's ambition had disappeared with the years. Who would have thought that something went wrong with Xin.
Moreover, in the past one or two years, various changes have emerged one after another. The Fire Tribe Alliance, which had been peaceful for more than 20 years, seemed to be in a storm in an instant.
The change in environment allowed her husband to see the opportunity to realize his ambitions again, so he took action resolutely.
Previously, he only supplemented the missing parts of the book written by the Eighth Generation Wizard, but recently he began to participate in the discussion frequently and was highly valued by the Eighth Generation Wizard.
Although she saw through the reason, as a woman who was as smart as her husband, she did not point it out, but assisted her husband and took care of the family affairs so that he would not worry about it.
"You just need to help the world, and I will help you take care of the food and supplies at home."
She smiled and responded to her husband's bold words.
In the Romance of the Three Kingdoms that her husband told her, behind every outstanding general, there is a civil official who can take care of the rear, and the heavy food and fodder also comes from here.
"With such a wife, what else can a husband ask for?"
Shao held his wife in his arms lovingly, and was gentle with her for a while, then hurriedly ate his meal and went into the inner room to rest.
After sleeping for an hour, he was awakened because the Eighth Generation Shaman sent someone to invite him to the temple.
This situation has been going on for several months. Since he learned that the God of Fire was returning, he has been involved in the Eighth Generation Shaman's book writing.
After packing up in a hurry, he said goodbye to his wife and children and walked towards the temple.
Since the incident of Ganymede, the Fire Tribe Alliance has implemented a curfew to prevent Ganymede from sneaking into the city and causing chaos in secret.
Therefore, if you want to walk at night, you must have a special person to lead you. Shao followed this person's footsteps and walked all the way to the temple. When
he pushed open the door of the temple, he saw the tapir witch sitting in the dim hall reading by the light. He did not disturb him, but walked directly to the side door and entered the room of the eighth-generation witch.
The eighth-generation witch sat at the window, with an oil lamp hanging on his head, illuminating his silver hair.
Looking at this back, Shao felt a little dazed.
According to the tradition of the Fire Tribe, when the witch reaches old age, he will always do something like a madman. The crazier, the greater the benefit to the tribe.
The eighth-generation witch has been crazy for more than ten years, and Shao has been involved in this matter for six or seven years, so he knows the general situation of the matter.
This matter is not small, but it is too easy to cause confusion during the operation.
Because the eighth-generation witch has set his sights on faith.
Faith, that is the root of the tribe's survival. To completely sever the faith between the totems of other tribes and the tribesmen, and finally bring the faith together, this difficulty is far beyond what the witches of all generations have done.
If things go wrong, even the Fire Tribe Alliance will be torn apart by him.
The God of Fire actually agreed to such a serious matter. I don't know whether to say that the witch is crazy or that the totem is crazy.
Perhaps, this is the madness that is in the bones of the Fire Tribe.
"Is Shao here?"
The tired voice of the eighth-generation witch sounded. He raised his head and shook his arms backwards twice, expanding his chest and back that were tired from sitting for a long time.
"Yes, witch."
In the Fire Tribe Alliance, the witch is called without a name, which refers to the eighth-generation witch.
"Come and see if there is anything missing in my article."
The eighth-generation wizard turned his head, revealing a wrinkled face. He rubbed the corner of his eye with one hand and waved his other hand at Shao.
"Witch, you should pay more attention to your body."
Shao walked quickly forward, came to the eighth-generation wizard's desk, and picked up the animal skin scroll on the desk.
"Time is running out. You also know the current situation of the Fire Tribe. You and I should do our best to promote this book."
The eighth-generation wizard stood up while speaking, but his body froze halfway up.
This was not the first time Shao had seen such a scene. He quickly stretched out a hand to support the eighth-generation wizard and help him stabilize his body.
After a while, the eighth-generation wizard barely stood up, but his feet were shaking. He was numb because he had been sitting for too long.
"I'm old."
The eighth generation witch smiled and sighed, but there was no expression on his face.
Shao was not worried, but looked at the eighth generation witch with admiration and said: "It's not that I'm old, it's for the tribe."
The eighth generation witch's eyes lit up, and he looked at Shao with a smile: "You are the only one who can talk. Yes, it's all for the tribe. You take a look at this article. I'm going to eat something."
He said and walked to another table in the room. There was food fried with millet and dried meat. The taste was not very good, but it was enough to fill the stomach.
Shao didn't say anything more. He sat on the chair left by the eighth generation witch and carefully looked at the animal skin scroll in his hand.
This is already the final volume of the book, talking about the God's Court. It describes the place beautifully and says that it is the final destination of the members of the Fire Tribe Alliance and the resting place of the soul.
Shao first read the whole article and looked at the overall framework. He felt that there was no problem, and then he read it carefully for the second time.
This time he adjusted the order of several paragraphs and marked them on the animal skin scroll.
After completing the second careful reading, he read it for the third time. This time he read it more carefully, reading every word, and repeatedly considering each word.
The eighth generation witch who had finished his meal had pulled a chair and sat next to him, carefully watching every change he made, nodding and shaking his head from time to time.
He agreed with Shao's changes, but also disagreed, but he didn't say it out loud to interrupt Shao's reading. The two of them would discuss it later.
I would like to thank my brothers for their votes. It is very powerful. At 4 pm, I was ranked 428th, which is not particularly high, but compared with the 900th place last month, I am very satisfied.
The ranking will continue to drop, after all, the depth of the book club is not enough, but we have also fought for it. Thank you again.