Chapter 64: Splitting Someone in Half

  Temporarily calming down Chu Huo, Mo Yier warned herself that she must be careful from now on. Otherwise, not only would Chu Huo overthink things, but others might also discover something amiss. If the fact that Sutele was a woman were to get out, it would stir up a huge storm.

  "By the way, Chu Huo, I have another thing to tell you!" Mo Yier remembered being followed by her tribesmen from the Yue Shu tribe and told Chu Huo about it one by one.

  Chu's thick black eyebrows were tightly knotted, and after a moment of contemplation, he said to Mo Yier: "Mo Yier, from now on you must not go out alone, it's too dangerous. Just stay by my side!"

  Mo Yi'er nodded, it seems that's the only way now. Although she has more strength and speed than before, she is no match for these men after all, following Chu Yan will be safer.

  "And... don't get too close to the leader of the Sutras, he..." Chu Yan paused, wanting to say a few bad things about the Sutras but couldn't bring himself to do so. This was the kind-hearted primitive human being, who wouldn't harbor any ill intentions."

  Mo Yi'er probably guessed what Chu Yan thought, so he smiled and nodded: "Don't worry, I am a tribesman who fell within the clan, and I won't leave to go to their tribe."

  Chu Yan's eyes regained their luster upon hearing this, and his narrow, long eyes reflected boundless love for Mo Yier, as long as Mo Yier didn't leave, everything would be fine!

  For some reason, the heavens didn't cooperate, and that night a heavy rain poured down. Many people from various tribes took shelter under large trees, and those from the Kan tribe were about to do the same when Mo Yier hastily stopped them. "Don't go there, you'll get struck by lightning."

  The lightning on the horizon flashed, illuminating the ground in flashes. The thunder rumbled, and the heavy rain washed over people and things. Chu Huo and several other tribesmen looked at Mo Yier with incomprehension, why didn't she go under a tree to avoid the rain?

  At this moment, another lightning flashed across the sky, accompanied by a loud thunder and screams. A large lotus tree was struck down, and under it were several people from the Yuetree tribe. One of them, a man who had once monitored Mo Yi'er, lay on the ground with his body charred black. The others were also in disarray, fortunately they had just run to the side of the tree, while the man who was struck was running the fastest, so...

  "Hurry, let everyone leave the big tree!" Mo Yuer shouted, but in the thunderstorm, this voice could only be heard by his own tribe's people. The other tribes were frightened and crying, and the old shaman Ao Hui was shocked and exclaimed: "The gods are punishing us, the gods are punishing us." Then he knelt down in the mud and started kowtowing. As he did so, all the people of the Langya tribe also began to kneel down and kowtow, quickly, except for the Kan tribe's people, everyone was kneeling down and asking the gods not to punish them.

  Mo Yi'er didn't say a word, and instead turned to Chu Yan and said: "Is there a cave nearby? Let's go take shelter from the rain first. That tribesman who was struck by lightning is probably dead."

  "Shouldn't we... pray for the gods not to punish us?" Chu Yan asked with a hint of trepidation.

  "No, this is not a divine punishment. When it rains, you can't hide under the trees to avoid the rain, or you might get struck by lightning." Mo Yier rubbed her forehead, she was helpless about this spiritual theory. She couldn't deny the spirits, because the people of Kan tribe had recognized her as a spirit person, if she denied it, wouldn't she be denying herself too?

  "Alright, I know, did you all hear that clearly?" Mo Yi's words were completely believed by Chu Yan and also by the other members of the tribe.

  "Listen carefully." The tribesmen obediently retreated from the big tree, while people from other tribes were just praying to their gods, completely ignoring them. Mo Yier had no way of stopping them, so she could only lead her own tribe away to find a cave first.

  The rain came suddenly and left just as quickly. They hadn't found a cave yet when the rain stopped, and the crescent moon at the edge of the sky appeared.

  Mo Yu'er wrung out a handful of water from the animal hide on her body. "This won't do, I'll catch a chill." "Let's find some dry firewood to start a fire."

  Because there were many ancient trees in the forest, it was still possible to find some dry firewood that hadn't been soaked by the rain near the base of the trees. The firewood quickly ignited, and Mo Yier sat beside it, warming herself by the flames. Only then did she start to feel a bit more comfortable. "Chu Huo, is Jing Tang okay?"

  Chu opened the animal skin bag wrapped in lotus leaves and took a look, it was dry, not even a bit wet. This was all thanks to Mo's thoughtful consideration, fearing that the night dew would get the crystal sugar wet, so she added another layer of lotus leaves, which ended up ensuring that all the crystal sugar was saved from getting soaked.

  The exchange continued the next day, but the faces of the tribesmen had already lost their original smiles. Especially the Jumping Tree tribe, they were struck by lightning and killed one person. The sorceress Ao Hui said it was the gods punishing their tribesman. They are now being extremely cautious everywhere, afraid of provoking the gods again. The previously proud leader of the Jumping Tree tribe, Mo Na, is now dispirited and fearful, as he was closest to the deceased tribesman yesterday and is still trembling with fear.

  As the leader of the tribe, the Lurker Tribe was affected the least. Firstly, they had a shaman and secondly, their leader Saitra was not affected, so the other tribesmen did not have too much despair.

  Sitra told her own people that as long as they didn't do bad things, the gods wouldn't punish them. The implication was still to tell the tribesmen not to do bad things!

  At noon, Haisen brought two tribesmen to the front of Mo Yier's stall. "Chu Chu leader, I heard you have sweet salt bars, is that true?"

  "Yes, it's Haisen's chief, this crystal sugar!" Chu Yan pointed at the opened animal skin bag.

  Haisen pinched a bit and tasted it, with a delighted expression on his face. "Thanks to Mo Yier, our Haimu tribe has many more varieties of food this winter, enough to eat our fill. Can we exchange this crystal sugar for dried fish with you?"

  As usual, the Wood Department would use salt to exchange, but Haixen knew that this year's Kancha Department had enough salt to eat for a long time, so he proposed using dried fish to exchange.

  Chu Huo heard this and looked at Mo Yier, seeing Mo Yier nodding, before saying: "Alright, it's just as well that our tribe's dried fish is almost gone anyway."

  The tribe was surprised by the exchange of crystal sugar, but they still exchanged two bags and praised it endlessly. They also brought some dried seafood to exchange for dried meat with other tribes, but there were too few people who knew how to eat dried seafood, so not many people agreed to exchange, which made Haisen very embarrassed. After finishing the exchange, he looked at Mo Yier, wanting to say something but hesitating, and refusing to leave.

  "Haisen leader, is there something?" Mo Yier sensed his gaze and asked.

  "Yes... Mo Yuer, can you help our tribe?"