Chapter 97 – That turtle (2/2)

Old Ke became totally speechless: “…”

He was about to feel relieved, but at that sentence, his heart was in turmoil again. Looking at Shao Xuan’s back as he headed up to the mountaintop, Old Ke was extremely worried.

Shao Xuan did not take Caesar with him, but Chacha followed him all the way to the mountaintop.

When he arrived in front of the door of the stone house that the Shaman used for meeting with other people, Shao Xuan saw the two guards staring at the sky.

Naturally, the two guarding warriors knew that eagle hovering in the sky, after all, it was taken to the Shaman and blessed by him since infancy. No one dared to harm him.

Shao Xuan made a gesture to the sky, and Chacha let out a cry before flying down home.

It was not the two guarding warriors’ first time seeing Shao Xuan do that. But every time they saw it, they would feel sincerely surprised and admire it. They had never thought about keeping a ferocious bird from the forest and making it behave like that. Because of that, they had a much gentler attitude towards Shao Xuan than they had towards most of people living below. They would even smile when they saw Shao Xuan coming.

Aside from the first few times, Shao Xuan now did not have to show his patterned pallet before he could be allowed to enter the house. No one would stop him from going inside now.

The Shaman was still sorting out the animal skin rolls. Shao Xuan glimpsed at them, but he could not recognize them. There seemed to be pictures on them, but the figures were too abstract. They were much simpler than the pictures on the animal skin rolls, and the pictures on the stone wall in the orphan cave. They looked more like symbols. Each one of the pictures only had one or two strokes. However, the Shaman was painting real slow, as if it took him a lot of strength to complete even one stroke.

Shao Xuan did not disturb the Shaman, and he sat beside him upon arriving.

After about five minutes, the Shaman finally dropped the pen and took a long breath. He looked at Shao Xuan with a light smile, “I’ve talked with Gui Ze. You should go to the medicine house directly, and she will inform you what to do next.”

Shao Xuan had no idea who this Gui Ze was, and he assumed that she was one of the Shaman’s apprentices. Under the current situation, the Shaman did not seem to be able to leave the stone house. The picture was only one-third complete, and quitting half way was not a good option. Shao Xuan understood that the Shaman was in the middle of his things.

“Okay, then I’ll go there.” Said Shao Xuan.

The medicine house was the special place to mix the herbs. There were many houses built near the mountaintop, and four of the houses were on the top. They were: The house that the Shaman used for meetings, the house that the Chief used for meetings, the house that served as the general office of the tribal leaders, and the medicine house.

These four stone houses were separated in four directions, and if you connected the opposite stone houses, you would draw a cross.

It was said that the four houses were connected with the fire pit, and they were warm even during winter times. As for how they were connected with the fire pit, it was a secret between the Shaman and the Flame.

Normally, aside from severely sick people and the badly wounded warriors, no one would ever go close to the medicine house. Shao Xuan only knew the exact location of the medicine house, but he had never entered it.

There was someone guarding in front of the medicine house. When Shao Xuan handed him his patterned pallet, the man let him in. Obviously, he was told to do so by the Shaman.

You could smell the scent of medicine from far away, and the smell grew stronger when you approached.

Shao Xuan walked inside as he lifted the animal skin curtain.

There was a square giant stone table in the middle of the house. A young girl was busy sorting different kinds of herbs in front of the table.

The sleeves of that animal skin top that she was wearing were just over her elbows, and the animal skin pants also did not reach her ankles. She was barefoot, walking on the uneven but carefully hardened soil ground, placing different kinds of herbs in the right locations along the stone table.

Behind her, a turtle that Shao Xuan was particularly familiar with was following her steps slowly. When she made a step forward, the turtle would do the exact same thing.