After a century of worship, I became the ancestor of the tribe.

Chapter 20 Possessed by Plague Worms (Please continue reading)

The sun is shining high.

At the foot of the mountain, figures over two meters tall carried huge stones as if it were nothing, deftly building ridges for the fields according to the undulating terrain.

As the head of the temple, Shen Can naturally did not do any manual labor.

Of course, even if he wanted to do it, it wouldn't be his turn. The clansmen all thought that he was too delicate and should work with Huo Xian to sort out herbs.

Ah-chan's physical talent is not ideal.

This has become a consensus across the entire tribe.

Shen Can walked out of the isolated cave and looked down the mountain.

The tribesmen are moving very fast; the tribe's land at the foot of the mountain is almost cleared.

"Ah Can, the clan chief is looking for you." A clansman stopped him on the way.

Shen Can changed direction and headed towards the cave where the clan leader was.

As the tribal chief, Huotang's biggest difference from other tribesmen is that he has his own independent cave.

Of course, his cave was also the place where clan meetings were held.

"Clan leader."

Once inside the cave, Shen Can spoke first.

“Ah Can, Uncle Huo Xian said you have a great talent for witch medicine and have already caught up with him.”

Huo Tang sized up Shen Can. Ever since Shen Can cooperated with him to isolate the clansmen, he had felt that Shen Can was one of the few intelligent clansmen.

He is a person who can be cultivated.

Of the more than two thousand members of the Blazing Flame Tribe, many are willing to fight head-on, but few are truly resourceful.

"I called you here to prepare the neutralizing witch medicine. I'm going to use it next. Just like when we isolated the tribe, this matter must be done secretly. Don't let the tribe know."

"Prepare three sets of the second-tier version first; I need them late tonight."

"The clan chief has given the order, and I will do it as soon as I get back."

Shen Can didn't ask any more questions, accepted the mission, and left the clan leader's cave.

……

into the night.

Inside the ancestral temple, Shen Can stared intently at the strange fish that was still alive.

If one's lifespan is insufficient, this is how it is extended.

The people of our tribe are really awesome.

Things went smoothly from then on, and our ancestors were able to enjoy a delicious meal again.

The priest plundered a second-tier wild beast, the snake-bone-scaled fish, whose lifespan was two hundred and thirty-two years.

The phoenix knife sliced ​​open the fish's body, and the beast's blood filled three stone troughs. Then, the fish meat was taken away along with it.

The firebox didn't leave.

“Uncle, the plague hasn’t appeared outside the tribe for a long time, and the infected tribespeople are all recovering. Don’t you think this plague is about to pass?”

When it comes to matters of expertise, it's natural to consult experienced people.

Huo Xian lowered his head and pondered.

This year, due to the influence of witchcraft, the plague insects have not approached the tribe's territory, resulting in fewer infected members within the tribe.

Shen Can was naturally aware that his clansmen were being isolated due to the fake plague.

Huotang continued, "The houses at the foot of the mountain have been cleared now, and the silt is fertile. If the plague passes, the tribesmen can start farming and gathering as soon as possible."

When it comes to food and drink, it's better to do it early rather than late.

"In addition, I don't plan to move the ancestral temple for the time being."

"You can make the arrangements. Ah-chan is the current head of the temple. I've already relinquished my responsibilities."

Huo Xian pondered for a moment and said, "As for whether the plague is over or not, I need to look through the records of my ancestors first."

"I'll do whatever the clan leader says." Shen Can had no objections whatsoever.

Leaving the ancestral temple on the mountain would make it much more convenient to send offerings into it in the middle of the night.

Clearly, the improved boxing techniques and witchcraft medicines had inspired the clan leader's ambition.

What opinions could a temple possibly have?
The clan chief was a cunning man; all he had to do was serve the ancestors and steal their lifespan.

Good.

Huotang didn't leave either, waiting for Huoxian to look through the clan records.

Shen Can also helped with the search. The Blazing Flame Tribe didn't have much ancestral experience, just three or five animal hides.

According to the clan records, the longest plague lasted three months, and the shortest lasted one month.

Based on the shortest experience and the current situation of the tribe, the Blazing Flame Tribe should have survived the plague following the flood.

But how to put it? In Shen Can's view, this thing is like Schrödinger's cat.

They had no idea what was happening further out; all they knew was that the situation near the tribe was good.

Of course, he thought this way because he was not the clan leader.

All he needs to do is serve his ancestors.

Huotang, on the other hand, needs to coordinate the entire tribe's food, drink, and daily needs.

After discussion, Huotang decided to postpone the plan and only allow some of the tribesmen to go down the mountain to cultivate the land, and they would be provided with other places to live.

At the same time, don't stop taking the herbal decoctions.

……

Inside the ancestral temple.

"The livestock are plump and meaty, and the offerings are plentiful and abundant."

As Shen Can chanted, the Luan Blade plunged into the neck of the wild beast in front of him.

[The High Priest has plundered 57 years of the lifespan of the Tier 1 Wild Beast, the Mountain-Splitting Kui] [Lifespan: 1098]

Holding the blood goblet, Shen Can had a thought in his mind: the lifespan he had previously consumed had once again exceeded a thousand years.

After the sacrificial ceremony was completed and the meat was distributed, Shen Can walked to the cave entrance and took a breath of fresh air.

Down the mountain, the terraced fields, which have been leveled again, are now covered in lush green shoots.

Every now and then, members of the tribe who went out hunting would bring back a wild beast and offer it as a sacrifice at the ancestral temple.

However, most of the first-tier wild beasts are brought in during the day, and after releasing their blood, the tribesmen are arranged to soak them.

Second-tier wild beasts are all sent into the ancestral temple under the cover of night, and their blood is taken away by the clan leader.

Moreover, the hunting party that delivered the offerings was also divided into two groups.

Shen Can was never curious to get to the bottom of this, nor was he curious about the volcano's disappearance.

……

In Juyue Mountain.

The volcano that Shen Can kept mentioning was leading the tribesmen carefully through the mountains, with each person having a clear division of labor.

One person led the way, while the other followed behind, occasionally taking out a piece of dried beast dung from a leather bag and scattering it.

The volcano then moved around the front, back, and all around the group, keeping watch.

More than ten miles behind the rear of the group, a nimble tribesman walked and stopped, collecting the scattered beast droppings into his animal skin bag by following the branches and stones placed along the way.

The group had been out for more than twenty days, but they had not found a single second-tier wild beast, and their activity range was getting further and further away from the tribe.

"Bypassing the mountain section directly."

Volcano took out a map made of animal hide and looked at it. He was quite familiar with the area within 300 miles of the tribe, as the tribe had already located it using some special terrain features.

For example, there is a mountain with a huge rock on the top of that mountain in the distance, and the Fushan tribe is located at the foot of that huge rock mountain.

According to the clan records of the Fushan tribe, the tribe is located 300 li northeast of the tribe.

Fushan is already one of the tribes located relatively deep in the Juyue Mountains. There are other tribes living further inside, but the Zhiyan tribe is not very clear about them.

For the past three hundred years, the tribe's activity range has remained within this limited area; expanding further would likely result in significant losses.

The reason Volcano led the team out this time was to take advantage of the fact that all departments were on the front lines of the plague prevention campaign and see if they could find a third-tier wild beast.

The reason for heading in the direction of Fushan tribe is that, according to the clan's records, a third-tier wild beast had appeared in the vicinity of Fushan tribe.

I came here to try my luck.

He had already been to several other places, but to no avail. Instead, he had encountered a number of plague insects roaming the mountains.

After bypassing the back mountain section, the group climbed towards the mountain with huge rocks at the top, intending to cross it.

"The Fushan tribe is quite careless. Why haven't they even lit a campfire? Do they think the plague is over?"

After climbing the mountain, Huo Yan leaned against a boulder and looked into the distance, but there wasn't a trace of smoke in the direction of the mountain's back.

The volcano held its breath and looked over as well.

A little over a month ago, he had come to Fushan tribe to observe. The air was filled with smoke and the aroma of medicine, and the tribesmen were on high alert, which saddened the tribe chief who hadn't managed to get any spoils.

After observing the volcano for a while, he thought for a moment and said, "Let's rest here for now."

The group found shelter under a boulder to replenish their strength until nightfall.

There wasn't even a fire going off in the direction of the Fushan tribe.

This made everyone restless.

"Go down the mountain. Wait for me at the foot of the mountain. I'll go take a look."

The volcano made its decision, and the group once again charged down the mountain in hunting formation.

The volcano cautiously moved towards the back of the mountain.

The territory of the Fushan tribe is similar to that of the Zhiyan tribe; they go up the mountain when there is a flood and come down the mountain when there is no flood.

To drive away the plague insects, bonfires were lit on the hills near the tribe's territory.

The volcano moved from the west side of the Fushan tribe and climbed up the small hill to the west of the tribe. The spot where the campfire used to be lit on the hilltop had long since turned into a pile of ashes.

Looking carefully from the mountain.

The area in front of the Fushan tribe's territory was very quiet.

This sent a chill down Volcano's spine. He bit down on his scarf, and the strong smell of witchcraft filled his mouth and nose, which gave him a sudden burst of energy.

They waited like that until dawn.

Then we saw members of the Fushan tribe emerging from a cave. Their movements were somewhat stiff, and no one greeted them.

The atmosphere was eerily quiet.

A bad thought popped into my head.

The volcano was shocked and hurriedly headed down the mountain, almost tripping and falling flat on its face.

"Brother Shan, how are you?"

“Monkey, hurry back to the tribe. No, you can’t go into the tribe. Just summon the chief outside the tribe and say… say that there is a plague in the Fushan tribe… a plague worm.”

"Plague insects that can possess bodies."

Upon hearing the sound, everyone was startled.

The fire monkey didn't even have time to react.

Did you hear that?

Volcano kicked Fire Monkey.

"Everyone, give the remaining medicinal soup to Fire Monkey. You wash yourself clean with the medicinal soup before you approach the tribe."

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(End of this chapter)