Chapter 53 The Devil's Curse? No! It's God's Blessing!
I don't know if it was a coincidence, or the aura of the time traveler appeared. Not long after Han Cheng calmed down his heart, the wind subsided, the rain subsided, the thunder died down, and the lightning disappeared.
It's dawn!
"Son of God! Son of God!"
The people in the tribe shouted in reverence and excitement.
Han Cheng touched his nose. On a half-May day, the child's face really changed as expected!
"Come and see!"
An exclamation came from the entrance of the cave. Hei Wa pointed out the cave and kept looking back, his face full of shock.
What happened?
Han Cheng was shocked and ran towards the cave entrance with the others.
"hiss!"
Even the well-informed Han Cheng couldn't help but take a breath after seeing the scene outside.
This is too damn mysterious!
Following his gaze, the field of vision was exceptionally broad. From the entrance of the cave, one could see the swollen river.
Of course there is a reason for this. After a storm, all the trees from the tribe to the river fell to the ground and were uprooted!
The area where trees fell to the ground was very large, not only in front of the tribe, but also in the area to the west of the tribe that Han Cheng planned to open up as farmland. It was also ravaged by the strong wind. The dead trees and the non-dead trees were intertwined and pillowed on each other.
Sleeping with the corpse.
this……
This is really God helping me!
After a brief shock, Han Cheng suddenly became ecstatic.
"thump!"
Before Han Cheng could laugh out loud, the shaman standing next to him suddenly fell to his knees, kowtowed repeatedly, his expression was panicked, and even his prayers were trembling.
The rest of the people looked at the scene that looked like a catastrophe was coming, their faces full of fear and awe, and they knelt down along with the witch, kowtowing repeatedly.
This scene made Han Cheng confused. Shouldn't he be happy now? Is this so-called?
He quickly helped the shaman to prevent him from continuing to kowtow.
"This... I can't live here anymore, I have to leave..."
When Wu said these words, his expression looked very heavy.
It could be seen that he was extremely reluctant to let go of this place. After all, there were caves to shelter from the wind and rain, as well as endless food, but Wu still reluctantly said these words and made this decision.
Walk?
Why should a good person leave?
Is it because of the violent storm and the large number of trees falling to the ground?
"Witch, why?"
Han Cheng took Wu's arm and asked.
"This...here, the devil...the devil curses..."
After a while, the wizard answered Han Cheng's words in a trembling voice. When he said this, a look of horror appeared on his face, and he could not help but shudder several times.
Han Cheng's mind was full of black question mark faces.
This was just a tornado mixed with heavy rain passing through, and it blew down a lot of trees. How could it become a curse from the devil?
Wu Jian couldn't explain clearly to Han Cheng, so he pulled him towards the inner cave and stopped in front of the innermost stone slab. He called to his senior brother and asked him to turn over the stone slab and hug him.
Go to a relatively bright place and place it against the stone wall.
The witch looked flustered and frightened and pointed at the things carved on the stone slab for Han Cheng to see.
Han Cheng turned sideways, not blocking the light, to see what was carved on it.
The things have a sense of age, and the entire slate and the handwriting engraved on the slate have a sense of simplicity and vicissitudes.
This is a text composed of pictures.
After the witch's explanation, Han Cheng learned that a similar thing had happened to the tribe a long time ago.
Han Cheng knew from the witch's account and the pictures on the stone slab that many big trees fell down that time, countless animals died, and the stench filled the sky. Then people in the tribe began to get sick and gradually died.
Many people in the tribe died. Finally, the witch led the people in the tribe to leave the place where they had lived for a long time and migrate to other places.
People kept dying during the migration, and even the witch's young disciples fell ill.
Out of helplessness, the shaman at that time selected all the sick people and asked his young disciples to lead them elsewhere.
And he led Jiankang's people to other places, and the two parties separated.
More than half of the group of people led by the young disciple died on the road. Later, they gradually recovered as they got further away from the place cursed by the devil.
They finally came here, took root here, and slowly developed and expanded.
The young disciple became the shaman of this new type of tribe. He recorded the incident that frightened him on a stone tablet, and then passed it on to the next shaman, telling them to remember that as long as such a thing happens again, they will immediately go to the shaman.
Go somewhere else, lest many of your clan members die...
After hearing what the witch said, Han Cheng was stunned. He didn't expect that this tribe had such a tortuous history.
According to the witch's description, a plague should have occurred that time.
The violent storms caused the death of a large number of animals, and the continuous high temperature accelerated the decay of the corpses... so the plague happened...
After listening to Wu's words, Han Cheng pondered for a while and told Wu that he would go outside to check first to see if it was a curse from the devil. If it was true, it would not be too late to move.
Wu didn't want Han Cheng to go out because he was worried that Han Cheng would be in danger. However, when Han Cheng moved out the banner of God, Wu no longer stopped him.
Han Cheng was not worried about the curse mentioned by the witch. In the presence of salt, he really wasn't worried about too many animals dying. This was obviously to send meat to the tribe, right?
Even if you can't finish processing, just collect the rest and burn it on fire or bury it.
Moreover, now the tribes all drink cooked water, which greatly reduces the spread of diseases.
Han Cheng was a little disappointed. He and his frightened senior brother checked the area within four or five miles of the tribe. Except for an unlucky female wolf that was hit by a big tree and died, and a talented person hiding under its belly.
Except for the little wolf cub who opened his eyes, no dead animal was found.
"This is not a curse from the devil, but a blessing from God!"
After Han Cheng returned to the cave, he spoke seriously to the anxious Wu.
Wu felt a little relieved but also filled with doubts. How could such a terrifying scene not be a curse from the devil?
Han Cheng pulled the little wolf cub aside, which was moaning for milk in his arms. He held it up with his hands and began to tell Wu and everyone about the various benefits brought by this storm.
Except for the gods, Han Cheng did not lie. This is really a great blessing from God.
He had been worrying about getting rid of these trees before, but now, a big storm came and knocked them all down. How much trouble this would save!
And with this large area of fallen trees, the problem of weak fences can be solved.
When building a fence, after excavating some foundations, remove the arm-thick branches of the fallen trees, and then nail them in a row along the excavated foundations. Then start to build the wall with the mud and nail these branches on the walls.
The tree stumps used as steel bars on the ground are all sealed in. It would be strange if the foundation of the wall is not strong!
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