Chapter 289
C289 – Asking for Rain (VI)
Posted on October 17, 2018 by AzureOrchid92
The huge, long-awaited fog around the platform at the fire pit broke through the sky filled with sand. As it circled, there seemed to be nothing to block it.
At this point, the people on the top of the platform also saw the white mist that they had never seen before.
When the fog passed through the high platform, everyone on the platform felt a fresh and cool feeling deep in their hearts and lungs, as if it was in winter, but, in winter, there was no such fresh feeling!
“That … What is it?!” Mi Fu looked at the mist that circled passed them.
Yang Sui still had his hands on his knees, but has been looking up to see the changes in the sky. Almost every second, the expression on his face changed.
Despite hearing Mi Fu’s question, he did not answer because of his surprise, his present state seemed like wanting to cry or laugh. If it’s the usual, others might think he was a psychopath, but at this time, almost no one could take the ordinary mentality as they saw the changes at the moment.
Eyes intently staring at the sky, Yang Sui had a changeable expression. He seemed to want to say something, but could not find the specific words. Since he did not know how to say it, he could only shout to vent.
Feeling the sourness in his eyes, Yang Sui didn’t care what others think. He now only wanted to roar in the sky all his emotions, all his words, all in this roar.
For how many years.
The few who passed away regretted their ends as they never saw the sight on the song.
And now, in the rain tribe, all the living people have witnessed the occurrence of this scene.
How can they not be excited? Why not be crazy?
However, He Chao’s mood was very different. While others felt cool, he felt cold, shivering and wishing to shrink himself into a ball.
No doubt, Yang Sui has turned over. Not only did he turn over, but Yang Sui could even go to the heights that no Shaman of the Rain tribe could reach in these years. Thinking of their behavior before, He Chao could only feel the chill deeper. The falling rain was like a heavy hammer, hitting him on the body, smashing his breath as he inhaled, but was choked by the rain.
On the top of the platform, Yang Sui felt the rain falling. He got up to go to the edge of the platform, looking at the platform and those crazy crowd. This time, no one was shouting “burn to death”, no one complained about Yang Sui’s fault, and no one cared whether Yang Sui really deceived everyone. They only believed in their eyes, believed in the result. The rain was undoubtedly the best proof, therefore, all the stains, whether real or fake, would be washed away in this rain.
He didn’t know who first saw Yang Sui at the top of the platform, didn’t know who first kneeled down. Triggered by the rapid chain reaction, large tracts of people started kneeling in the mud and water, facing toward the fire pit with pious worship. It was a scene never before seen for at least hundreds of years. Perhaps a certain leader has received such treatment, but the Shaman had not. Yang Sui became the first Shaman to receive such a high level of treatment over the years.
What was that? The chief said he wanted to change the Shaman?
We don’t agree! We don’t agree with his death! You wanted to change the Shaman? You’ve got to step over our bodies!
As He Chao thought, Yang Sui’s future would certainly go beyond those ancestors who could not reach this height.
Among the people kneeling under the high platform, including the older elders of the tribe, including the newly appointed chief, their behavior showed everything.
Looking at the situation below, Yang Sui who had an excited mood slowly calmed down.
They would not hesitate to throw him into the fire, but could also push him to the throne with utmost devotion.
Note: “Jade-white silk rain, sand yellow muddy road.”
Here’s when I thought that the previous chapters translated was correct. Anyway, this is the last one for today.