Of course Han Cheng was not communicating with the gods, but observing the celestial phenomena.
The weather today is extremely sultry, and even the sun in the sky seems to have melted due to the heat, and its shadow has disappeared in the sky.
The whole sky looked a little gloomy.
This is the rhythm of heavy rain!
"Stop, it's going to rain! Go to the river and collect the fish!"
After waiting for a while, there were dark clouds rising in the distant sky. Han Cheng no longer hesitated and immediately issued the order.
As soon as everyone heard that it was going to rain, they were worried that the dried fish drying by the river would be wetted by the fish, so they immediately took action and hurried to the cave.
When they returned to the entrance of the cave, Wu hurried out of the cave and was ready to tell everyone about the upcoming rain.
Everyone hurriedly took clay pots, clay pots, and animal skins, wrapped these things, and ran towards the river.
During this process, the sky had darkened a lot, and dark clouds filled half of the sky.
Han Cheng shouted to a few of the lame people who were still catching fish in a fish trap and had a great time catching rocks. He asked them to quickly pull the fish trap out of the water and collect the dried fish together with the others.
The darkening sky and the blowing wind brought a great sense of oppression to everyone.
No one spoke anymore, they all quickly picked up the dried fish on the ground and threw it into the pots, pots and other containers they brought.
Every time one was filled, a strong and fast male adult primitive man would rush into the cave with it.
The entire riverside was shrouded in silent tension.
"Crack!"
"Boom!"
Bright lightning streaked across the sky.
Deafening, hair-raising thunder suddenly exploded, and everyone looked horrified.
Compared to people in later generations, people at this time had a deeper fear of this unrivaled power of God.
The wind became stronger. After putting the last piece of half-dried dried fish into the jar, Han Cheng said hello. Everyone was already frightened. They held bottles and cans of fish and headed towards the cave.
Run wildly.
At this time, the entire sky was almost completely dark, as if the night was approaching!
Only when lightning is bright enough to pierce the sky can it bring frightening light.
"Pa bang bang..."
After the thunderous thunder and frightening lightning gained momentum, the huge raindrops couldn't wait to be stirred up by the raging wind and fell down, hitting the trees, rocks, and the ground...
There was a crackling sound wherever it hit.
All the people in the tribe stopped in the cave panting, looking with lingering fear at the world outside the cave where lightning, thunder, and strong winds were raging and almost completely darkened.
Many children cuddled tightly in their mother's arms, with frightened expressions on their eyes. Some of the timid children were so frightened that they burst into tears.
Their parents were also caught by this abnormal celestial phenomenon and were filled with fear, but they still hugged them tightly and constantly comforted them.
The strong wind and heavy rain poured straight into the cave along the entrance, as if it was going to devour everyone in the cave.
More children were frightened and cried loudly, and even many adults were trembling and full of fear.
Wu stood up and shouted loudly, asking the senior brother and others to block the entrance of the cave with stones.
Thick stone slabs blocked the entrance of the cave, isolating the world inside the cave from the apocalyptic world outside the cave. The sound of wind, rain, thunder and lightning became smaller, and everyone felt a little more at ease.
Under the witch's command, more firewood was added to the fire that had been almost blown out. The fire lit up, dispersing the darkness in the cave, and everyone felt more at ease.
Han Cheng was not too scared. He was a little curious about whether there would be another unlucky person like him who touched the mural and would be attacked if God was so crazy now.
If that's the case, that would be great. It's best to get those three damn foreign friends over. Don't they like to go to deserted places? Then come to primitive society and experience life!
The shaman put on his feather crown and held the bone staff, singing and dancing in front of the totem pole, praying devoutly to the gods, hoping that the gods would forgive the sins of his people and extinguish the thunderous fire.
The other people in the cave were frightened by this terrifying celestial phenomenon. At this time, they followed the shaman as if grasping a life-saving straw, praying to the gods piously and tremblingly.
But the god didn't seem to listen to their prayers. Instead of calming down, it became even more violent.
"Plop! Plop!"
There was a dull sound, and the heavy stone slab blocking the entrance of the cave was blown down by the wild wind. Like a piece of paper without much weight, it rolled twice on the ground before stopping.
Fortunately, all the people in the tribe, except Han Cheng, were led by witches to pray to the gods at night, so no casualties were caused.
After the stone slab blocking the cave was blown away, the strong wind poured into the cave like crazy. The flames were blown out, sparks flew, and the cave fell into darkness.
Thunder exploded and lightning danced wildly. The people in the tribe were so frightened that they screamed, trembled and cried. They all pushed deeper into the tribe, hoping to find some sense of security.
At this time, even the wise shaman in the tribe was completely helpless. He was also frightened by the anger of the god.
"Quiet! Everyone be quiet!"
Han Cheng shouted to the chaotic crowd. In the chaos, no one paid attention to his words.
Until there was breathtaking lightning piercing the sky outside, making Han Cheng look extra tall.
"I swear in the name of the Son of God, this is just God expelling some evil spirits and will not cause trouble to us!
We, the Qingque tribe, work hard, feed ourselves with our own hands, use our labor and wisdom to create a better life, and we have never neglected to worship the gods.
If God wants to punish even a tribe like ours, then what other tribe can survive?
stand up!
stand up!
We have done nothing wrong, so we don’t need to tremble!
I have already communicated with the God, and he will not make things difficult for our tribe!"
Han Cheng felt that he was now a complete magician, even more powerful than a witch.
Especially the bright and dark lightning outside the cave as the background light is even more convincing.
Even the shamans who were the best at learning Mandarin didn't fully understand his conversation, and the others only had a general understanding.
But this is not important. What is important is Shenzi's gentle tone, calm and confident posture, and his last sentence that almost everyone can understand.
Everyone's fear was greatly reduced, and they felt much more at ease looking at the calm and holy Son of God.
Yes, there is a son of god in my tribe, so how could the god punish my tribe?
