Today is a rare good day. The dark clouds that have been covering the sky for many days have finally dissipated, and the sun is shining down from the sky. There is no wind.

The witch was lying on a small bed which was placed in a sunny place in the valley.

The soft sunlight shone on his body and face, feeling warm.

Han Cheng and many other people also accompanied Wu, basking in the rare winter sun together.

Maybe it’s because the weather has improved, Wu seems to be in much better spirits than in the past few days, and he looks more energetic.

After lying here and talking to Han Cheng and others, Wu pushed hard on the bed and tried to sit up.

Seeing this, Han Cheng and others hurried over to help Wu sit up.

Little Pea was also considerate and placed two pillows behind Wu's body, so that when Wu leaned on the railing at the head of the bed, it would be easier and his back would not hurt.

Wu sat up, squinted his eyes, faced the light which was a little dazzling to him, and looked around slowly.

After a while, Wu began to reach out and grope around the head of his bed.

After a while, two bags were found.

The two bags seemed quite heavy.

Wu still took action and placed them on the bedding in front of him.

He used his skinny hands to open the two bags one by one and took out the things in the bags one by one.

These things are not particularly precious.

There are three stones, one is iron ore, one is salt ore, and the other is copper ore from the Tongshan residential area.

In addition to these, there are small packages wrapped up and filled with soil.

The witch wrapped the soil very carefully with red cloth.

Now he opened them one by one.

These soils include soil from the main tribe, soil from the Qinling residential area, soil from the main tribe horse farm, soil from the Hukou residential area in the lower reaches of the river, and soil from the Fire Tribe, which had already surrendered to the Qingque Tribe at this time...

The soil from the Hukou residential area and the stones from the Tongshan residential area were picked up by Wu himself as souvenirs when he went to these two places before.

The Hukou residential area was something that Wu had been to before.

After all, it is much easier to go to the Hukou residential area than to these southern tribes.

Although the Hukou residential area is far away from the tribe, it is connected to it by a river.

You just need to take the boat all the way down, stop not too far from Hukou Waterfall, and then bypass the not-so-long but difficult section of the road, and you will reach the Hukou residential area.

For this reason, Wu went to the Hukou residential area more than a year ago.

Now there is one more small package of soil in front of the witch.

This soil is the soil of the starting residential area.

The witch opened the small packages wrapped in soil, placed them in front of her eyes and looked at them carefully.

His eyes moved over these small packages very slowly.

It took a long time to transfer from one package to another.

Wu looked at each package slowly, one by one, and finally stopped at the last one.

This was the soil from the Qidian residential area that Wu picked up personally a few days ago with the help of Han Cheng and others.

The witch's gaze stayed on the handful of soil for a while, and then he looked around.

After watching for a while, the witch withdrew his gaze and started to collect the small packages filled with soil one by one.

He was extremely serious when doing these things.

These small packages were neatly wrapped.

It took a long time for Wu to complete all of this.

This time, he did not put these things separately, but put them all in one bag.

The witch placed the bag, which looked very full, in front of him and stroked it with both hands.

He turned to Han Cheng and said, "Son of God, I saw it, I saw it all!

I have seen what the children of our tribe have worked hard to build over the years.

The children in the tribe are all great!"

"Son of God, I have no regrets at all. I am really happy.

I am truly satisfied to be able to witness the strength and prosperity of the tribe at such an old age.

Seeing the tribe like this, I can leave with peace of mind.

Son of God, I am truly relieved to leave because I have you in the tribe.

As long as you are in the tribe, the tribe will never go downhill.

The tribe will surely become more prosperous than before."

“Son of God, please bury these things with me after I die. I want them to accompany me.

With them, it feels like I can always see the residential area of ​​our tribe, and see what the people in the tribe have created through their hard work over the years..."

"Son of God, when you go to my grave to see me in the future, you must bring me a handful of soil from the new residential area that our tribe will build in the future and place it in front of my grave.

I know that by that time, I will have no consciousness and will not be able to see these things, but I still want to use this method to feel the development of our tribe..."

Wu said this to Han Cheng with a smile.

Han Cheng, who was standing next to him, had already heard so much that his eyes turned red and he was trying hard to hold back his tears.

"Wu, please tell me these words later. You are in very good spirits. Liang is also trying to find a way. He will definitely cure you!"

Han Cheng held Wu's hand and said this to Wu.

Wu smiled and said, "We still have to say what we should say, otherwise it would be a pity if we don't have the chance to say it in the future.

Tell Liang not to think too much, this thing cannot be solved in a short time.

The medical skills of our tribe have only been developed for a short time, and this is a very delicate job.

Up to now, our tribe is able to treat many diseases.

This is already a very, very remarkable achievement.

Tell Liang to study this path carefully. In time, he will be remembered by many people.

Even after a long time, his reputation among future generations will surely be greater than mine.

I really want to see this kind of result..."

Han Cheng and others standing nearby nodded vigorously.

At this time, Liang came over with medicine in his hand. After hearing what Wu said, he couldn't hold back his tears. They flowed down his chin and fell into the medicine bowl he was holding...

"Son of God, I am really happy, really happy.

I never thought that our small tribe would one day grow so big, become so powerful and prosperous.

People in the tribe can live like this.

In the past, I always thought how nice it would be if people could never go hungry.

Son of God, you are here. Under your leadership, the people in the tribe not only no longer feel hungry, but can also eat a lot of dishes in one meal, and they taste good.

Some little kids in the tribe don't even like to eat eggs, meat and other things.

These were things I could never have imagined before...

Many children are born in the tribe every year, but very few die young. This is something I could never have imagined before.

The tribe is really good now, so good!!

Son of God, all this is because of you. It is your arrival that has brought us so many changes and allowed us to live such a good life..."

Wu held Han Cheng's hand, and when she spoke to the end, her eyes disappeared from laughing.

He insisted on standing there and bowed to Han Cheng to express his respect for him.

The people around followed Wu's action and bowed deeply to Han Cheng. It took a long time before they stood up very sincerely.

The witch called Shitou over again and reached out to hold Shitou, who was already in tears.

"Shi Tou, you are a good kid and a smart kid.

You are smarter than me. I knew this a long time ago.

After I leave, you will become the witch of the tribe. You are so smart, and you have learned a lot from the Son of God over the years.

You will definitely do a better job as the witch of the tribe than I do.

I am not worried at all about you being the next witch in the tribe.

However, you are not very enthusiastic about the sacrificial ceremony, so I need to give you some special instructions on this point.

After you become a witch, don't forget to perform sacrifices.

This is a shaman technique passed down from generation to generation.

With sacrifices, many things can appear more grand and solemn, making people pay more attention to them.

I need to tell you this.”

Shitou shed tears and nodded vigorously to assure Wu that he would do all these things well in the future.

"But...Wu, I can't bear to see you go! I can't bear to see you leave..."

"Our tribe is developing better and better now. In the future, many good things will appear. You need to tell the gods of our tribe about these things."

Shitou choked up and said to Wu.

The witch smiled, stretched out his hand, placed it on the stone's head, and slowly felt around.

"Silly child, everyone will die. When people live to a certain point, they will eventually leave. I have lived long enough, and now I am one of the longest-lived people in the tribe.

It’s already enough.

When he died, he saw the powerful scene of the tribe again, and also saw so many talented people in the tribe, so he didn't have to worry about the future of the tribe.

Knowing that even if I die, the tribe will continue to move forward and become stronger and richer is already very good to me..."

As Wu spoke, his face was full of smiles, and he looked very satisfied and happy.

After Wu said something to Shitou, he turned his attention to Yuan and his little daughter.

When talking to others, Wu always smiled.

But when it came to Yuan and her little daughter, Wu couldn't help but shed tears as she spoke.

“I don’t regret anything else. The people I owe the most are you two, especially my little daughter.

Dad is old now. He can’t accompany you for a long time like other dads do, see you laugh every day, do something for you, can’t see you grow up, marry someone in the tribe, and then have children... I really feel sorry...

But Dad is not worried because you live in the big family of the Qingque tribe.

There are a lot of people here, and everyone takes care of each other. We can live a good life. You will not starve, nor will you be bullied by other tribes.

Dad is very, very relieved about this.

Besides, you still have a mother..."

The witch's little daughter had grown up to be quite sensible. When she heard what the witch said, her little mouth pursed and tears began to flow.

Then he stretched out his little hand to wipe the witch's tears.

Seeing this scene, Wu Liu shed more tears...

…

The witch left after all. At 10 o'clock in the afternoon of that day, not long after the sun disappeared from the sky, he left.

When he left, Wu had a smile on his face and looked very comfortable, as if he had not suffered any pain.

After Wu closed his eyes and passed away, the entire starting point residential area was filled with cries.

Han Cheng, the son of God of the Qingque tribe, also couldn't help but burst into tears.

The witch left, and the respected old man in the tribe finally left.

Although Han Cheng had already prepared himself for his departure, when the day came and he faced this scene, he couldn't help but feel heartbroken and couldn't stop crying.

Men don't shed tears easily, and that's definitely not until they are deeply sad.

Once I feel sad, I can't hold back my tears.

Wu's hands, face and body were all wiped thoroughly with hot water by Han Cheng, the second senior brother, Sha junior brother and Shitou, and then he changed into a new set of clothes.

After they cleaned Wu up tidy and put him in front of them, they often lay down on the bed and covered him with a quilt, making him look like he was asleep.

The witch's little daughter came over several times and finally pouted her lips.

Because she said that her father was always sleeping and ignored her. She made something fun for her father and wanted him to get up and take a look, but no matter how she called him, he didn't respond and just slept there. What a lazy bum..."

Listening to the child's innocent words, everyone present couldn't help but feel sad...

In the clean room, two white candles were lit, dispelling the darkness in the room and leaving behind a bright light.

Han Cheng, Junior Brother Sha, and Second Senior Brother were sitting in the room, surrounding a brazier, quietly watching over the witch who seemed to be asleep on the bed.

There were several people, and no one spoke. They just sat there quietly, waiting for time to pass bit by bit.

At this time, none of them had the interest to talk.

I don’t know what to say.

Han Cheng couldn't describe his feelings, he just felt empty inside.

Whenever he thought that Wu had really passed away and could no longer talk to him, he felt endless sadness...