Chapter 1038 Sacrifice From the Witch (2 in 1)

In a room of the main tribe of Qingque, Liang lay quietly on the kang, covered with a quilt made of linen and tribal tidbits.

The room was cleaned very clean, it could even be described as spotless.

In the clean room, there was the smell of some medicinal herbs.

On the side of the heated kang, there is a platform made of bricks, stones, and wooden boards, and a bowl is placed on the platform.

The bowl contained more than half of the yellowish-brown potion.

This is the water boiled with Houttuynia cordata.

The water was boiled by some people in the tribe, and they wanted Liang to drink it.

The people in the tribe had no choice but to use this method to treat Liang, hoping that Liang would come back to life and not just die.

However, Liang did not drink any of the boiled water.

Liang, who was unconscious, was still the same as before, unable to drink any water.

In the room, there was silence, and everyone was silent here.

Liang's spouse sat at the head of Liang's bed, and carefully and gently wiped the dirt on Liang's face with a linen cloth soaked in water to wipe off the dirt on it.

She wiped it very carefully, and got soap into the basin where she was wiping.

Washing hands and feet with soap is Liang's habit for many years.

Liang's spouse somehow knew some of the reasons why Liang did this.

Because Shenzi said that washing hands and face with soap more often can not only make hands and face clean, but also wash away some invisible small things that may make people sick.

That's why Ryo likes to wash his hands and face with soap.

Especially after taking or touching some unknown medicines, I prefer to wash my hands and face with soap.

Although he knew that washing his hands and face with soapy water could not wash away the poison in his stomach, Liang still insisted on doing so.

This can be regarded as a kind of comfort in the heart.

Because I know that Liang has such a habit,

So Liang's spouse chooses to wipe Liang's hands and face with sackcloth dipped in soapy water at such a time.

There were quite a few people in the room, but it was very quiet, and there was no unnecessary sound coming out.

People stayed here quietly, looking at Liang lying on the bed, feeling extremely heavy.

In the inner courtyard, in the house where Han Cheng and Wu lived together, the living room in the middle existed like a living room, and Wu, who had washed his hands and face, was neatly dressed.

He came to the front where the totem lived, and respectfully picked up the feather crown placed there from the stone platform in front of the totem pole, and put it on his head carefully and solemnly.

After tidying up the feather crown, he picked up the bone stick that was already covered with pulp.

After bowing solemnly to the totem pole placed in the center of the back wall of the house, he began to walk and jump in the room in a way that only he and Shitou could understand.

While doing these things, Wu was still chanting words.

The syllables of these words are very strange, vague and confusing.

But it can give people a mysterious feeling.

The room is filled with a sense of primitive ritual.

Shi Shi, who has been a teacher, did not know when he came over.

Not long ago, he just came out of the room where Liang was, and he was also very uncomfortable with Liang's state.

Shi Shi watched quietly at the door for a while, then turned around and walked towards another place.

After a while, the stone appeared in front of the room again.

The hair on his forehead was still stained with some drops of water, and the hair was also a little wet. This was the trace left by him not long ago when he washed his hands and face.

This time he didn't hesitate anymore, but walked in directly.

After entering the room, he bypassed the witch who was praying devoutly there, and came to the platform in front of the placed totem pole.

There is also a set of feather crown and bone staff placed on the table, which are the equipment belonging to the future witch stone in the tribe.

For this set of equipment, stones are not used much, partly because he is not yet an official witch in the tribe, so he doesn't need to do this in many cases.

Another aspect is that it has been more than ten years since he started to learn these things from Wu, and up to now, the gods have not even paid attention to him once.

This made him feel uncomfortable and lost.

In addition, after studying with Han Cheng for a long time, he has seen a lot of things, and his mind has matured a lot. In terms of cognition of things, there have been many changes unconsciously.

Up to now, he is no longer as devout to the gods as before.

Even regarding the matter of the existence of the gods, he has some cognition in his heart.

Under such circumstances, he naturally doesn't care too much about such things and is active.

But today, it was different, there was no need for Wu to call him, and he had already come by himself without deliberately explaining something.

He no longer believes in the existence of gods in his heart. At this time, he is extremely serious and pious when doing this thing.

He held up the feather crown respectfully, put it on his head, held up the bone staff with both hands, and started to wave it, the movements were very similar to that of a witch.

He has never been like today, such a longing for the existence of gods in the world.

It has never been like this before, wanting to let the gods hear their prayers, so that Liang can be fine.

People are like this. When there is no way to solve difficulties in reality, they will pin their hopes and hopes on some illusory things, trying to make these illusory, non-existent things, to solve their difficulties.

The fact that Liang tried the medicine and tried it himself would not work, and soon spread wildly in the tribe.

The entire Qingque master tribe here became vibrated because of this.

Many people who were still working outside came to the tribe one after another at this time.

Many people gathered outside the room where Liang lived, and everyone felt extremely heavy in their hearts.

Whenever someone came out from inside, everyone would eagerly cast their eyes on this person, hoping to hear some good news from him.

However, things are always disappointing.

The people who came out, without exception, shook their heads in silence.

This made the hopeful people feel extremely heavy again.

Liang is not very talkative in the tribe on weekdays, nor does he like to communicate with others.

The things he deals with the most all day are all kinds of medicines.

Or these 'medicines' could be called strange-shaped things.

Because there are many things in it, he doesn't know what effect it has, what kind of disease it can work on.

However, his status in the hearts of everyone in the tribe is very, very high.

All the people in the tribe saw his efforts to cure many sick people in the tribe and to cure all the sick people.

People are not just plants, nor are they fools.

Many times people don't talk very much, but it doesn't mean they don't know or don't know what's going on around them.

It doesn't mean that you don't have any thoughts in your heart, and you don't have your own views on what happened.

People in the tribe have great admiration for these things that Liang has done, and even more respect for Liang who has done these things.

Such a person, no matter what age he is placed in, can be extraordinarily respected.

There used to be some ignorant children who thought Liang was very strange and frightening.

Therefore, someone said bad things about him in the world, and the worst time was when someone took small stones and threw them far away.

Liang didn't say anything, just turned his head to show these children a kind smile, and then continued to work on his own affairs.

But just because Liang doesn't care about such things doesn't mean that others don't care about such things either.

What these minors did fell into the eyes of the two tribal adults, and then...

Then these minors became extremely miserable.

Not only did they experience mixed doubles, even the witches in the tribe, who always liked minors, took three sticks at the ass of these guys with their shiny sticks.

With these three sticks, Wu did not stop at all, and used a lot of strength.

These little guys, let alone how miserable they were crying.

After experiencing this tragedy, the minors in the tribe suddenly became honest, and no one dared to be so mischievous and disrespectful to Liang!

"Go to Wu, Wu and Shishi are praying to the gods with Liang..."

Someone spoke up and brought the latest news.

After hearing such news, the eyes of these people in the tribe couldn't help but light up. They really didn't think of the gods before.

After being told by this person, many people started to walk towards the room where Han Cheng and Wu lived.

They did not come into the room, but stood quietly outside the room, surrounded there.

No one spoke, and everyone stood here, silently looking at the contemporary witch and the next generation of witches in the tribe, wearing a feather crown and holding a bone staff, dancing there incessantly.

Gradually, the eyes of the people gathered here slowly closed.

Although the people are not witches in the tribe, and they don't understand how they pray to the gods, they can pray to the gods in their own way.

Their so-called prayer is to silently bless Liang in their hearts, hoping that the gods can make Liang better.

They are not willing to let Liang die, such a good and admirable person, they are not willing to let him leave!

Time passed little by little, and the prayer to the gods in the tribe finally came to an end.

Wu's whole body was soaked in sweat, and every time he stood on the ground, there were two footprints.

He was exhausted enough, and his body was trembling uncontrollably. If it wasn't for the stone supporting him here, Wu would definitely be sitting on the ground.

After resting here for a while, Shi Shi supported Wu, who also took off her feather crown and put down her bone staff, and walked towards the inner room to let Wu rest.

After placing the witch, Shi Shi asked Wu to rest well, and then walked out of the room.

After walking out of the room, Stone went to the room where Ryo lived.

Liang was still the same as before, still lying there quietly, as if he was asleep, and he didn't see the slightest improvement.

Stone stayed here quietly for a while, then walked out without saying a word.

"Oh~"

Walking to the stone outside, he sighed leisurely when he came to a place where there was no one.

Liang's situation is really not optimistic, there is no movement at all.

This state is quieter than deep sleep, and it is more worrying than big movements such as vomiting and diarrhea.

There was really nothing Shi Shi could do. The people in the tribe and him had already done the hard work that should be done, but Liang still didn't get better at all, and he still looked the same as before.

After standing here alone and sad for a while, Shi Shi's eyes suddenly lit up, and a thing he had forgotten before suddenly appeared in his heart.

After this thing floated up in his heart, Stone suddenly became excited.

He quickly left here and ran towards the carpenter's room not too far away.

In the thatched shed built next to the carpenter's room, besides wood and other things, there are also a lot of bamboo.

This is mainly due to the fact that the first carpenter in the tribe is lame, a person who combines weaving and carpentry at the same time.

With his precedent and influence, the later carpenters in the tribe basically know these two kinds of crafts.

However, there are some differences. For example, those who are better at weaving will put more efforts in weaving.

Those who are good at carpentry will do more carpentry in the days to come.

There are not many people like lame who are very proficient in both aspects.

The target of the stone at this time is these stacked bamboos.

After pulling out a bamboo from it, he took out the Mi knife and began to deal with these bamboos.

Stone can be regarded as half a bamboo craftsman.

He is very talented in breaking bamboo into strips with a shovel.

He held the saber in his hand, and processed it quickly for a while, and some thin bamboo strips appeared here.

After dealing with it for a while, Shi Shi stopped what he was doing, and quickly moved towards another place.

After a while, he walked over again, holding some thin papers in his hands.

These papers were made of bamboo in the past, and the quality is very good.

In addition to these papers, there are some people.

Many of these people were students of Professor Shitou.

What Shi Shi taught them was not only about learning, but also about life.

Making things with bamboo, sometimes when the interest comes, I will teach some.

What to make, the stone has already told these children on the way here, so there is no need to explain too much at this time.

After coming here, they started to make it...

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