There were dark clouds in the sky and fine rain was falling from the sky.
The dark clouds blocked the sunlight, making the surroundings appear dark.
It was already noon, but it still looked like early morning when the sun hadn't come out.
Without sunshine, even the temperature has become lower.
Even if you wrap yourself in animal skins, you still can't feel any warmth.
In many, many cases, prayer is probably the most useless thing in the world.
Because if it was useful, the witch of the Red Tiger Tribe would not have become what she is now.
She sat on the stone at the door of the room, looking at the tribe in a daze.
Drops of rain dripped along the straw on the house and fell on the head of the witch of the Red Tiger tribe. Then they flowed along her messy hair to her neck, and then flowed down along her bent spine.
The witch of the Red Tiger Tribe didn't seem to feel any of this. She still sat there, staring ahead with her dull eyes without moving.
In front of her eyes, through the misty rain, she could see some low houses that were very different from those of the Qingque tribe.
The Red Tiger Tribe has now become extremely deserted.
Apart from the misty rain and the low houses, the witch of the Red Tiger tribe did not see any people.
This is not just because it is raining and everyone in the tribe has taken shelter in their houses.
The more important reason is very clear to the witch of the Red Tiger Tribe.
This failed operation caused their tribe to lose many people again.
This resulted in an even greater population decline in their own tribe, which had already been drastically reduced.
Such a result dealt a heavy blow to the witch of the Red Tiger tribe. It seemed as if all her energy and spirit had been drained away.
What hit her the most was not the result of this incident, but the meaning of this result!
God...
The motionless scenery changed, and someone appeared in the misty rain.
The man looked tall but a little thin.
He just appeared in the rain, stepped on the wet soil, and walked towards this side as if he didn't notice the drizzling rain.
His pace was not fast, but his steps were firm. He walked towards here step by step without any hesitation or panic.
He walked closer and closer to the witch of the Red Tiger Tribe.
As we got closer, we could see the man clearly through the misty rain.
The man had messy hair on his head and a beard growing like weeds on his face. His cheeks were thin and his cheekbones were prominent.
However, I can still find some familiarity in this face.
Be able to recognize who this person is.
This man is none other than the leader of the Red Tiger Tribe.
The witch of the Red Tiger Tribe looked ahead blankly, allowing the leader of the Red Tiger Tribe to appear in the rain, move from far to near, and finally stop in front of her.
The witch of the Red Tiger Tribe seemed to have seen nothing.
Her eyes did not move, still staring blankly ahead, as if she had turned into a piece of wood, an emotionless machine.
She had lost all senses and feelings.
The leader of the Red Tiger Tribe stopped one step away from the witch of their tribe.
He didn't say anything, just quietly looked at the witch of their tribe.
Time passed slowly in the silence between the two of them.
“@#￥@##￥￥!…”
After a while, a hysterical roar suddenly broke out, breaking the silence and tranquility here.
The leader of the Red Tiger tribe, who was standing here quietly, suddenly bent down, grabbed the witch of the Red Tiger tribe with both hands, and lifted her up directly from the ground. He held her in his hands and shook her desperately, while roaring at her loudly!
The sound was like the roar of a wounded beast.
The witch of the Red Tiger tribe still did not react and allowed the leader of her tribe to hold her and swing her.
Her body and her head were shaking continuously, just like leaves shivering in the cold wind.
Even as she was shaking, her eyes remained dull and she looked like she had lost her soul.
“Bang!”
A loud noise was heard here, and the leader of the Red Tiger tribe swung his right hand and slapped the witch of his tribe hard in the face.
The head of the Red Tiger Tribe witch swayed along with the hands of the Red Tiger Tribe leader.
“Pah pah pah~”
A series of noises rang out one after another. The angry leader of the Red Tiger tribe, a man who had always respected the witch of their tribe, raised his hand and slapped the witch of their tribe in the face, again and again.
As he moved, the face of the Red Tiger Tribe witch quickly swelled up at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Blood also flowed from the corner of his mouth, and half of his face turned red.
The leader of the Red Tiger Tribe whipped him more than ten times before stopping.
He went to see the witch of the Red Tiger tribe.
The Red Tiger tribe witch had a swollen cheek and blood flowing from the corner of her mouth. Her face was turned to the side, and her eyes were still as dull as ever.
It was as if she had no idea what had just happened, as if she was not the one being beaten.
“@#@#@#!”
After seeing this scene, the leader of the Red Tiger Tribe couldn't help but become furious.
He raised his right hand high again, and then slapped the Red Tiger Tribe witch hard on the face.
The 'pop' sound did not occur as expected.
The palm of the Red Tiger tribe leader stopped when it was half a foot away from the face of the Red Tiger tribe witch.
Looking at the swollen cheeks of his tribe's witch, the leader of the Red Tiger tribe couldn't lower his hands.
Time once again fell into a standstill.
“@###……!”
After a brief silence, the leader of the Red Tiger tribe put down the witch of his tribe whom he had mentioned.
Looking at the witch of his tribe who just sat there motionless after he put her down, with her eyes still as dull as before and looking lifeless, the leader of the Red Tiger tribe finally couldn't bear it anymore.
He slowly squatted on the ground, holding his head with his hands, and after a vague roar, there was no sound.
After a while, a suppressed, whimpering sound was heard here.
The crying was not loud at first, and you could tell that the woman was trying hard to suppress it.
But gradually, the crying could no longer be suppressed, it became louder and louder, and finally turned into wailing.
The leader of the Red Tiger Tribe, the strongest man in the tribe, was squatting here, crying like a baby in confinement...
A fine drizzle was falling.
In the rain, there was a continuous sound of crying.
The crying made the overcast sky even overcaster and the atmosphere even more depressing, making people feel desolate.
The dull eyes of the Red Tiger tribe witch moved, and gradually there was some light in them.
She slowly turned her head and looked at the leader of the Red Tiger tribe who was squatting there with his head in his hands and crying.
After watching quietly for a while, she supported her knees with her hands and slowly stood up.
Then he slowly came to the side of the leader of the Red Tiger Tribe.
"@#￥#SE..."
The witch of the Red Tiger Tribe slowly squatted down, reached out and patted the shoulder of the leader of the Red Tiger Tribe gently, and said this.
What she said was that she had nothing to do.
The Red Tiger tribe leader, who was squatting there crying sadly, was stunned by the sudden sound and the pat on his shoulder.
He took his hands away from his head, raised his face which was covered with snot and tears, and looked at the witch of his tribe with some joy in his eyes, and he couldn't help sobbing.
“@#@…”
The witch of the Red Tiger Tribe spoke this, and continued to pat the Red Tiger Tribe leader's shoulders with her hands...
After a while, the witch of the Red Tiger tribe slowly stood up again, with her swollen cheeks, slowly walked into the house where she lived and closed the door.
The leader of the Red Tiger tribe, with red eyes, slapped his face hard a few times with his hands and stood up from the ground.
He stood here for a while, listened to the noise, and then slowly walked away from here step by step.
The crying of the Red Tiger tribe leader not only alarmed the witch of the Red Tiger tribe, but also many people of the Red Tiger tribe.
He rushed out of the house.
They had never seen their tribal leader act like this before.
For a moment, everyone was stunned.
After staying there for a while, the initial surprise in many people's hearts quickly turned into sadness.
Many people couldn't help but feel sad and cried together...
As the leader of the Red Tiger tribe walked away from the witch, the crying of the people of the Red Tiger tribe became louder.
“#￥@##@…”
The leader of the Red Tiger tribe, trying hard to hold back his tears, said this to these people, and stretched out his hand to pat them on the shoulders.
The leader of the Red Tiger tribe, who was as fragile and helpless as a child not long ago, has become strong again.
He once again became the strong man in the tribe, leading everyone to chase prey in the wilds and through the mountains and forests!
…
There was complete silence in the room where the witch of the Red Tiger Tribe was.
After entering the house, the witch of the Red Tiger tribe moved slowly all the way to the most honorable place in the house.
Here, a stone table-like structure was built with neatly arranged stones, and on top was a layer of precious red cloth and fur.
Above that, there are three incarnations of gods of different shapes, extremely precious and sacred.
The witch of the Red Tiger Tribe stood here and quietly looked at the three sacred incarnations of the gods.
The look in his eyes seemed rather complicated.
After a while, the witch of the Red Tiger tribe pressed her knees with her hands and slowly knelt down in front of the three incarnations of the gods.
Just like before, after kneeling down, he prostrated himself there.
Inside the house, the next witch of the Red Tiger tribe, who had dared not say a word, saw the witch of her own tribe kneeling before the three sacred incarnations of the gods. She stood there thinking for a while, and then she also knelt directly on the ground, facing the three sacred incarnations of the gods.
The witch of the Red Tiger Tribe knelt there, muttering to herself, and during the process, she even couldn't help crying bitterly at one point.
More pious and sincere than ever before.
Time passed slowly as the Red Tiger Tribe witch prayed devoutly.
Bit by bit.
"@##@￥4S..."
With these words, the witch of the Red Tiger tribe ended her prayer.
She pressed her hands on the ground and her knees, and with the help of the next priestess, she stood up and faced the three extremely sacred and respectable incarnations of the gods.
Then, the witch of the Red Tiger Tribe turned and walked to the side, her steps slow but firm.
After a while, the witch from the Red Tiger tribe came over again.
This time, she had something extra in her hand.
This is a wooden stick with bronze tools mounted on it.
The wooden stick is as thick as a baby's arm.
"@￥#@WE!"
The witch of the Red Tiger tribe suddenly screamed.
She quickened her pace and came to the platform where the three sacred incarnations of the gods were placed, then raised the stick in her hand and hit them hard.
“Crack!”
A crisp sound was heard, and the largest tiger statue, which was holding a captured prey, shattered.
The claws of the tiger statue were broken and the prey it was holding fell off.
The tiger statue lost its support and fell directly to the ground from the platform.
"Pah...crash~"
The statue, which was already damaged, became even more broken after it fell to the ground, and broke into many pieces, shattering all over the ground.
The next witch of the Red Tiger tribe, who was standing not far away, was so shocked by the sudden action of the witch of her own tribe that she widened her eyes and couldn't help but cover her grown mouth with her hands.
I can't believe it!
"@#￥E!"
The witch of the Red Tiger tribe did not stop her men.
She screamed and swung the wooden stick in her hand, hitting the tiger statue on the stone table continuously.
"Bang!"
“Clatter…”
As the stick fell, the head of the glaring tiger statue disappeared.
"Bang!"
“Clatter…”
The stick continued to swing, and the palm-sized sleeping tiger statue was smashed to pieces by the stick.
The flying debris flew to the side...
“Bang, bang, bang…”
"W#@#..."
The witch of the Red Tiger tribe did not stop her actions. She continued to scream and beat the broken tiger statue.
It's as if he never gets tired.
The Red Tiger tribe witch, who was whipping and screaming, couldn't help but burst into tears.
"Bang~"
She threw the stick in her hand aside, then lay on the ground and started crying...
n.