Chapter 59: The Grand Harvest Sacrifice

  The arrival of the tribal leader made the atmosphere much more oppressive, and the tribe that had been complacent before also quieted down a lot. Everyone was waiting for tomorrow's grand harvest sacrifice.

  Inside the tent, apart from Mo Yi'er, all the other tribesmen were sincerely praying and thanking the gods for bringing them abundant food, and even more so for sending Mo Yi'er to them. Up until now, including Chu Yan, everyone firmly believed that Mo Yi'er was a person sent by the gods. It was Mo Yi'er who brought them a completely different life!

  Mo Yu'er, however, thought of Xiao Rong on a noisy night after the excitement had passed. With this guy around, the night wouldn't be so cold...

  "What's wrong? Can't sleep?" Chu Yan asked, lying beside Mo Yier.

  "Hmm, I wonder how Xiao Rong is doing?"

  "It'll be alright, this little guy is very clever, maybe something's going on!"

  "What if... what if something bad happens to him, Chu Yan, do you think he'll get eaten?" Mo Yier said anxiously, her mind flashing with many unpleasant thoughts.

  "Mo Yu'er, don't think nonsense!" Chu Yan couldn't answer her. The little furball was just a small animal and it was very likely that it would be eaten. Although this little guy was clever and had a spiritual nature, he was too small after all. If he encountered a slightly larger beast, one bite could swallow him whole.

  "Alas! This guy, since I've taken care of him, has never given me a moment's peace." Mo Yier complained, but was more worried.

  Chu Jian stretched out his arm, pulling Mo Yi'er's body into his embrace, and more than half of the beast skin on him covered her. "Sleep, tomorrow is the Grand Harvest Festival, you must ensure a good spirit, don't let the gods think you're not doing well."

  "Alright, I understand." Mo Yier's cheeks were slightly flushed. The two of them weren't strangers to being this close before, but she still couldn't help her face from burning and her heart racing. This was probably what it felt like to have a crush! Mo Yier had gradually become certain that her feelings for Chu Yan had already surpassed ordinary friendship!

  Mo Ye'er hadn't slept well for a long time, so Chu Yan kept watching her until he was sure she had fallen asleep before closing his own eyes. This kind of thoughtfulness was unmatched by anyone else. If Mo Ye'er made even the slightest movement at night, he would wake up to help her adjust the fur blanket and tidy up her disheveled hair. Sometimes, he would gaze at her in the light of the bonfire, never knowing that someone could be so clean and innocent, making him want to keep looking, unable to look away.

  Mo Ye'er opened her eyes to the dawn, feeling warm all over. The dawn was beautiful, with a greyish-white sky and a yolk-like sun slowly rising, full of vitality and morning spirit. This lifted Mo Ye'er's mood considerably, and she silently prayed for Xiao Rong's well-being while also cheering herself on, hoping to be like the sunrise. She quietly got out of bed, not wanting to wake up her family members, but as soon as she moved, Chu Yan also woke up and smiled at her warmly, his smile making her feel happy. "Why don't you sleep a bit longer?"

  "It's nothing, I remembered. Chu Huo, thank you for taking care of me these past few days, I'm fine now, I've figured it out, Xiao Rong will definitely come back, and I should focus on what I need to do."

  "Hehe, it's best if you think that way." Chu Yan felt a bit comforted in his heart. Mo Yier had been holding on tight all along, even though she said she was fine, but the dullness in her eyes was something he couldn't miss. But at this moment, Mo Yier really was fine.

  "Are you getting up too? Let's go hunting and make breakfast!"

  "Alright!" Chu Yan stood up and put the animal skin on Mo Yi's shoulder. "It was dewy in the morning, you're a woman, don't catch a chill."

  "Thank you!" Mo Yuer replied with a smile to Chu Yan, the two walked shoulder to shoulder in silence, passing by the crowd, heading towards a nearby quiet place.

  The altar is uninhabited all year round, and only when the autumn harvest festival is held do people from various tribes come once. Therefore, there are many prey, yesterday morning it was easy to catch a wild rabbit, and today two mountain chickens were caught.

  The pheasants can fly and are not easy to catch. Chu Chuo chased after them for a while, then used stones to injure them before catching up. Mo Yier thought of the slingshot she played with when she was young, which could also be applied to hunting, but its power is limited and it's not suitable for hunting large prey. However, if women with little strength use it to hunt small game, it should be fine. Apart from that, they can also make some small traps to catch prey. Hmm, once I get back to the tribe, I'll start taking action.

  Breakfast was stewed pheasant mushrooms, in the 21st century, this is also a great dish, the chicken soup is delicious, and with the addition of mushrooms, the flavor has gone far beyond, compared to the wild rabbit meat brought by other tribes yesterday morning. Someone can't help but come over and ask.

  "Chu Zhuo leader, what dish are you cooking? Why does it smell so good?"

  "It's just a mountain chicken, nothing special."

  "Can mountain chicken be cooked so deliciously? The women in our tribe cook it much better than when it's roasted."

  "Hehe, maybe it's just the cooking method that's different!" Chu Huo said with a smile. If this mountain chicken was only boiled in plain water, how could it have such a fragrant aroma? Mo Yi'er's cooking skills were unmatched by anyone! If those people from other tribes saw the many dishes Mo Yi'er cooked up, they would be shocked to the point of dropping their jaws. At this moment, Chu Huo felt proud and arrogant, thinking that Mo Yi'er was the woman he had chosen and kept in the tribe, and no one could compare to her!

  Not long after breakfast, the grand ceremony began. All members of the tribe gathered around the altar, but were arranged according to their status. Ordinary tribespeople had to stand further away, but Mo Yier followed Chu Xuan and thus had a chance to get close to the altar.

  The altar is about thirty square meters, made of large stones piled up, each stone weighing around a thousand kilograms. The method of piling them up was very rough, so the surface of the altar was not flat at all. Mo Yier looked up from below and couldn't help but wonder if it was possible for the altar to suddenly collapse.

  But it turned out that Moyi's worries were unnecessary.

  Siltra first came to the front of the altar, then slowly knelt down. The few people she brought into the altar also followed her and knelt down respectfully. "Great spirit, I, the leader of the Lamu tribe, have come with my people and the smaller tribes to thank you. Spirit, thank you for bringing us food, please bless... bla bla bla!" Siltra said a lot of words of gratitude and blessing, but Mo Yi'er felt like she was back in school in the 21st century, listening to the principal speak enthusiastically on stage, while the students were almost all dozing off.