28. The Hunt And The Omen

Early next morning.

The Purple Obsidian star spreading endless darkness continued to struggle in resistance, but was gradually pushed down the west by the light of the Blazing Spirit Star.

It could be seen that at this junction, with the black and white straits in mid-air, countless black and white particles were rolling over each other, constantly emitting faint flashes of energy.

On the hillside not far from the Ironwood tribe, next to two yurts, was a stone house that was completely incompatible with its style, which was very unusual.

At this time, two people were already standing there, outside one of the two yurts. Two young girls, wearing exactly the same dress, and looking beautifully the same.

The only difference was that the eyes of one of the girls looking at the stone yurt, was full of nostalgia, reluctance, and memories.

It was almost an hour, and the girl's eyes didn't want to leave the yurt for a moment. It was as if she wanted to catch everything in front of her eyes and imprint them in her mind.

This girl was Hong. And in a few days, Hong will leave the Ironwood tribe with Han Guchi. This was a simple rule of the tribe. Once the relationship between the two was confirmed, the girl did not have to wait for the wedding or ceremony, and the girl had to spend the rest of the days with her man.

Outside the yurt, countless spiritual powers of heaven and earth flickered with faint fluorescence and slowly condensed towards the yurt in a whirlpool, reflecting each other's rays of light from the burning iron furnace outside.

Since assuming the responsibility of protecting Fei, Mammoth had rarely forge any iron. This furnace was only deliberately placed to hide the light of heaven and earth spiritual power.

When the last trace of darkness in the sky disappeared, the surrounding spiritual vortex immediately disappeared.

The Qiu sisters habitually picked up the necessary items and walked into the yurt. After serving Fei's breakfast, Shuang couldn't help but said. "Wei'er, uncle Mammoth must have gathered the people by now, let's go there soon too."

Fei nodded, and after the three of them asked Mu Tuo and his wife for permission, they quickly walked to the tribe square. At this time, nearly two hundred people had gathered in the square, neatly lined up in several long rows. Mammoth and Han Guchi were chatting in front of the line.

Upon seeing this, Fei ran towards lord Guchi, and shouted apologetically as he ran, "Master Guchi, I have kept you waiting."

Guchi immediately replied politely. "You don't have to be, young master Wei. I just arrived too."

After that, he couldn't help but smile at the second girl behind Fei and nodded. Shuang suddenly snorted and raised her head proudly.

Mammoth stepped forward and said, "Wei'er, the clansmen are all assembled. There are a hundred fifty people in total, and each one is equipped with a hand cannon."

Fei looked at the assembled tribesmen, all of them were strong young men, holding bows and arrows, long grass, and carrying the mighty looking hand cannons on their backs. They were very majestic in their appearances.

According to previous hunting experience, the Ironwood people found that if the hand cannons were used directly, although the damage was amazing, the fur of the prey would be full of cannon holes, which would make it difficult to sell at a good price.

Therefore, bows and arrows are the main long-range attack. Hand cannons were only used when dealing with powerful monsters.

When Fei saw it, he said with satisfaction. "Okay. Uncle Mammoth, let's divide the tribe into seven groups, each with twenty people. The remaining ten people will follow me and Lord Guchi to guard the hunt. Also, bring Lord Guchi hand cannons. The clansmen should also be equipped with hand cannons. These ten clansmen are responsible for guiding them."

Mammoth nodded, and left immediately. Soon, the clansmen were divided into eighth groups. Fei's group included the Qiu sisters, Mammoth, and Han's group, plus ten clansmen, but it was the largest number they had ever gathered. It reached more than thirty people.

Fei learned the way his father was, and immediately waved his small hand and shouted, "Okay, let's go."

Nearly two hundred tribesmen immediately divided into eight groups and entered the large forest of relics from different directions. There was a distance of ten to twenty meters between each group, and Fei's group was in the middle, which was convenient for commanding the actions of the tribe.

Standing on a high slope, Mu Tuo couldn't help but feel very relieved to see his son lead people into the relic forest neatly. Fei had become more and more of a patriarch's courage. When he reached adulthood, he could let go of his son's burden and enjoy life with his wife, Daxia..

"Patriarch." Nobody knew when the Shamanic woman appeared behind Mu Tuo in a mysterious way, and uttered. The woman immediately continued.. "Patriarch, I recently deduced the signs and found that there will be a big evil sign here. The patriarch should make preparations for relocation early to avoid disasters coming to the clan."

Mu Tuo couldn't help frowning when he heard this, and said, "Lingpo, our clan is having important guests, so don't be an alarmist and disturb the peaceful atmosphere of the clan at this time. We will make plans about your warning signs when the guest leaves."

After listening, the Lingpo stared at Mu Tuo with penetrating eyes and said, "The patriarch must heed this call early. This omen is coming quickly and it is related to the rise and fall of our clan, so we have to guard against it."

Too much panic.

Every time Mu Tuo saw Lingpo's eyes, a chill would come into his heart. He remembered at the beginning, when the Ironwood tribe was just established. This spiritual lady appeared alone in the tribe. At that time, there were less than twenty people in the Ironwood tribe.

As soon as the Shaman appeared, she predicted that the Ironwood tribe would rise up many years later and become a well-known big tribe. He decided she must stay in the clan.

At that time, Mu Tuo saw that the spiritual woman was lonely and helpless, and couldn't help feeling pity for her. Despite her terrifying life, he also provided her with a place to stay.

However, Daxia hated the Shaman very much at first sight, but Mu Tuo had promised to take her in with the tribe. He tried to avoid meeting the Shaman whenever it was possible.

Turning around, Mu Tuo avoided the sight of the Shaman and said, "I will arrange the relocation. The food here is becoming scarce anyway, so it's time to migrate. You should not say things like this in the clan when we have guests. Let's wait for them to leave, and I will arrange the migration later. You can go now."

Seeing the Shaman staggering away, Mu Tuo couldn't help frowning slightly. This old mysterious witch was really annoying. If it weren't for her getting older... Well, whether it was true or false, it was time to migrate.

Thinking of the day when Wei'er was born, this old witch was not only at the place where he was born, but foretold a bad omen. She told them to put the child to death to avoid the disaster in the future. Fortunately, Daxia didn't hear it. Otherwise, with Daxia's character, this old witch would not have survive that day.

"Hmph, another bad omen." Mu Tuo couldn't help shaking his head and walked towards his yurt.

Chapter end