Chapter 100
Chapter 100 – Do you want to be the Shaman?
Translated by Sunyancai
It was not only that day. Every day after that, Shao Xuan would find a new roll of Shaman Volumes lying on the stone desk in the corner when he came to the medicine house.
The content varied from the basic picking and processing of medicinal plants, to how to lure and capture the animal-based medicine; from how to process the animals, to how to deal with the plants.
All of that was recorded on the animal skin rolls of the Shaman Volumes. Every time when Shao Xuan read them, he could see a series of real scenes reflected in his eyes.
Because the pictures on the new Shaman Volumes were all connected with each other instead of being individual like before, so when you read them together, you could see real scenes emerging out. Sometimes, Shao Xuan would even feel as if he himself moving, he could more or less sense its texture, the feel, the strength, etc…
The Shaman Volumes were all very precious. Obviously, the Shaman already knew that Shao Xuan could understand the content, since he brought out all those new ones for Shao Xuan to read.
The Shaman…well, you cannot keep any secrets from him.
[I bet that turtle totally is thinking about biting Shao Xuan.]
After about two hours, the Shaman came. He looked quite tired. Gui Ze stayed behind to look after the wounded warriors, and did not come back with the Shaman.
When the Shaman entered, Shao Xuan was feeding the turtle with the wastes.
“How’re things over there?” asked Shao Xuan as he passed a cup of water to the Shaman.
The Shaman sat on a wooden chair and sipped on the water. Momentarily, he answered, “It’s good.”
That meant that the wounded ones were in no critical situation now. Shao Xuan continued feeding the turtle with the wastes.
The Shaman stared at Shao Xuan for some time. Earlier, Gui Ze had told him about how Shao Xuan perfectly processed the heart piercing stems. He was not surprised at all. Glancing on the animal skin rolls on the stone desks and the stone table, he pleasantly but sternly called Shao Xuan, “Ah-Xuan.”
“Yes?”
“Do you want to be the Shaman?”
“No, I don’t.”
The Shaman’s heart immediately shattered in pieces at his firm “No”…