Chapter 227 - Return (1/2)

Edited by Ilesyt

The rain poured down on the earth.

With the arrival of the rainy season, those huge river rulers began their annual migration.

In some invisible places of the river, there were many aquatic creatures doing the same thing as the river rulers.

Compared with the active creatures in the river, the people of the Flaming Horns tribe were much quieter. Except the guards who were arranged to stay in various places, most people stayed at home.

One insect climbed out from an unknown place and it was moving its countless claws to climb into the house very fast.

Snap!

A wolf paw hit the insect heavily to kill it, for it was going into the house.

Caesar was lying in the room, and he almost filled the whole room. His head rested at the door. He looked like a doorkeeper, and killed whatever tried to go into the house without any delay.

Old Ke was standing in the room where he usually polished the stone tools and looking at the rain outside the window. His eyes were filled with hope.

Behind him, many wooden box had been packed and put there. At the corner of the room, there were some old stone cartons and boxes of different sizes. But those could not be taken away.

“Ok, I...”

In the tribe, like old Ke, many had already packed their things at home. There was limited space, so everyone could only take away a limited amount of things. If anyone wanted to take more things, he or she had to report it to get the permission. Otherwise, his or her things would be thrown away. If anyone didn’t want to abandon his or her things, he or she could stay here.

At the top of the mountain, Shao Xuan looked at the Shaman standing next to the of the fire pit and was saying something.

In this period of time, the Shaman came here once every day.

The Shaman said that it was a kind of ceremony, a farewell ceremony. When the rainy season ended, the tribe would leave this place where their ancestors and they had lived for nearly a thousand year. Naturally they also had to take away the fire seed.

The fire seed in the fire pit was always burning no matter how the weather was.

After today’s ceremony, the Shaman turned around and left the fire pit and walked towards Shao Xuan.

“Shao Xuan, what will happen after the Flaming Horns tribe returns to the old land. What’s your idea?” The Shaman asked.

Shao Xuan thought about it for a while, and said, “We will no longer have a peaceful life.”

“Yes.” The Shaman overlooked the waves of the vast river. Although he spoke with mixed feelings, his eyes still showed his determination.

Standing at the top of the mountain for a while, the Shaman, Shao Xuan and Ao went back to the stone house. The two teamleaders and several other old people had arrived there.

“Well, let’s confirm the return plan again today.” Ao opened an animal skin volume, and said.

Every two days, they gathered here to have a discussion. If they didn’t come here to discuss about the plan, they would feel something was wrong. As an important member, Shao Xuan was often asked to come here for he was the only one who had ever undertaken a voyage.

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When the rainy season finally ended, even the people who had been quiet now became very excited.

It was time to leave.

For most of them, this place was like their old land, for their grandfathers’ grandfathers had been born here and had passed away here. It was absolutely impossible for them to have no nostalgia for this place, but the Shaman said this was not the old land of the Flaming Horns tribe.They believed him and went back together with the hope of their ancestors.

The people on the mountain went down with large and small boxes. Men and women walked along the road of glory in groups, perhaps, this was their last time to walk along this road.

A child holding his own animal skin bag followed his parents going down the mountain. Halfway, he turned around to look to the direction of his own house, and cried for some reason.

A rough big hand was put on the head of the child, and turned his head to the front. “Watch ahead and don’t look back.”

“Ok.”

At the foot of the mountain, Ge and several people usually responsible for sending food to the cave guided the children in the cave to leave.

Chacha grabbed several boxes tied by old Ke and flew to the ship on the artificial lake. Caesar carried old Ke down the mountain with the others to the lake.

They boarded their ships according to the arrangements. They had adapted to the life on board ahead of time so they would not feel uncomfortable immediately after boarding.

Shao Xuan was asked to go up the mountain to help the Shaman, who had the most things. Others could take less packages, but the Shaman could not do so. Even if the Shaman wanted to take less packages, others did not want him to do so, for many of his packages were the things left by their ancestors.

The warriors carried the boxes very carefully, as if what they were holding something fragile. They were respectful of these things so their bodies were quite stiff, and they took each step cautiously.

After carrying something down the mountain, Shao Xuan went to see old Ke and learned about his situation. He confirmed that everything was going on well and then climbed the mountain.

Before going to the mountain top, Shao Xuan went to the cave to have a look.

Since he woke up in this cave, quite some time had passed.