Chapter 287 – Praying For Rain 4 (2/2)

Because of the clothing material, the wide sleeves were somewhat hard, not as elegant as the gauze ribbon, but as the hand swung, the wooden nut bells tied to the sleeves swayed with the arms and made a clattering sound.

The hop and the wiggle of the nine dancers’ limbs made the clatter denser, which sounded like the rain was beating the ground.

The praying dance of the Rain tribe had a unique feature, which required dancing with the face towards the sky.

For many tribes, it’s common to dance with the face towards the sky occasionally. However, the Rain tribe was distinct, their sacrifice dance needed the dancers to maintain the posture during the praying. In their faith, the gods of the rain they worshipped were always in heaven, so if they wanted to pray, wish, and state their aspiration, to get the blessings, then they had to look up at the sky religiously.

Meanwhile, Yang Sui took the opportunity to observe the condition of the sky.

Although the sand flew in the sky so that it could get in eyes, Yang Sui could still see the change of the sky, it’s an ability that was peculiar to him. Depending on the unique ability, he could predict the weather.

No rain!

Not even a single sign of rain!

Yang Sui kept pressing on steadfastly. He knew that he differed from other people, which was always the advantage he had been proud of. Maybe, it’s likely that he could find a way out of the stalemate and achieve what the ancestors could never achieve. Try harder! Maybe it’s on the verge of success, just a few raindrops would be OK.

Gradually, he felt that the strength in his body was being taken away and he could feel the change of the inner flame.

Although it still didn’t rain, since the Inner Fire had changed, it was good news!

People of the Rain tribe who were a little far away from the stage couldn’t see the situation clearly, but some people close to the fire pit felt the change in it.

Hang Mang saw the Inner flame in the fire pit, the red color gradually faded. And the surrounding temperature seemed to have dropped a bit.

“This…this…” An old man blinked and unbelievable expression appeared on his face.

The muscles on He Chao’s face twitched. He said, “This has also happened when other shamans prayed for rain, but in the end it did not rain.”

An old man nearby looked at He Chao sharply, which scared him. He had wanted to say something more, but he had to stop talking now. Although there were many people who supported He Chao’s party, there were also people who were neutral. These people didn’t care who the Shaman was. They only cared about whether the Shaman could succeed in praying for rain.

However, after a while, as He Chao had said, the Inner flame with a lighter color and lower temperature began to return to its original state.

The eyes of people who looked forward to success were full of disappointment.

Yang Sui, who was praying for rain, could feel the change of Inner flame even if he couldn’t see it. Although he had imagined the consequences before, he was extremely disappointed when experiencing it.

Just like after a hysterical shouting, you found that the person you wanted to wake up just yawned and continued to sleep.

You cannot accept the result but it was useless.

The dance for praying for rain was almost over.

After the initial fading of the Inner Flame color, the original fire color was restored.

He Chao’s eyes were filled with delight. Looking at the big bundles of firewood not far away from the fire pit, he was so excited that his hands were shaking, and he wanted to laugh out. Now, he only hoped that the ceremony could end soon. As soon as it was over, he would ask someone to set fire to the altar!

At this moment, at the border of the Rain tribe, Shao Xuan, who was staying in the wooden house, was puzzled while observing a new pattern appearing in the egg-shaped “shell” in his mind.

Shao Xuan had seen this pattern before. The pattern was engraved outside the wooden house where they lived.

This was the totem of the Rain tribe!

Just like the totem of the Drumming tribe, it was not as big as the totem of the Flaming Horn tribe, and it only appeared on the side, close to the “egg shell”.