As such, the citizens of the vast wilderness “invented” several methods to counter the plague, and one of the most common ones was the “witch exorcism”.
A witch would “Dance to the Gods” in order to drive out the plague. As for its effectiveness, it was unknown.
This may sound ridiculous, but in the vast wilderness filled with ignorance, this sort of phenomenon was common, and was regarded as the Truth. In Earth’s ancient times, there were all sorts of witches around the world, and they were all strikingly similar.
Besides, the citizens of the vast wilderness believed that cow dung or dog blood could be used to drive away evil. Dog blood was too rare because it would have long been drank by the tribal people to stave off their hunger.
But cow dung was common, so they used cow dung to throw at Jiang Xiaorou’s house. They threw it at the walls and doors to seal the plague, preventing it from spreading.
Because of this, these self-proclaimed “brave” kids threw with great strength. They felt they were warriors of the Lian tribal clan, fighting a war with the plague and the evil!
“That place isn’t covered yet!” A leader among the kids said as he pointed, and a large heap of cow dung flew over.
“Splat, splat, splat!’
The cow dung exploded. This wall was close to the window, and Jiang Xiaorou had only stuck a piece of paper across the window. In the Lian tribal clan, paper was expensive, but the windows could not be left uncovered, for it would be too cold in the winter. Without the paper blocking the window, the wind would not be kept out.
Jiang Xiaorou had spent the whole day putting up this thick window paper, bit by bit, as she hoped to ensure that she and her brother could enjoy a warm winter.
But now.
“Pa!”
With a snapping sound, a pile of cow dung had broken through the window paper, flying into Jiang Xiaorou’s house.
As the pile of cow dung hit the floor, it made the entire place filthy.
Jiang Xiaorou was sitting by the bedside looking grim.
When the news of her brother broke, she was of course the first to hear it. But she did not believe it to be true, for her brother had been able to survive repeated catastrophes without dying.
This time, they said that her brother was dead. And even two men claimed that Yi Yun had jumped off a cliff tens of meters high with his last breath. Such a drop could even kill cats!
Brother…jumped into the river…to his death…
These words circled Jiang Xiaorou’s mind like a curse. It was unknown how she managed, but she was totally dazed.
She could not believe that her brother was dead. She knew that Yi Yun had undergone change in the past few days. He had greater abilities, became stronger, and after practicing martial arts, he had became even stronger.
How could such a strong brother die?
Jiang Xiaorou could not believe it, she had pinned all hopes on Yi Yun!
But no matter how much Jiang Xiaorou believed in Yi Yun, Yi Yun’s disappearance was a fact…
Especially with the rumors of Yi Yun contracting the plague, Jiang Xiaorou was afraid, afraid that Yi Yun had really been infected by the plague, and was worried that he would spread it to her, hence drowning himself.
“Pa!”
Another clump of cow dung was thrown in, hitting the dining table. The only two bowls in the house were immediately dirtied by the cow dung, unable to be used ever again.
However, Jiang Xiaorou did not even take a glance.
The siege on Jiang Xiaorou’s house with cow dung had lasted for an entire afternoon.
Even with the sun setting, the operation had still not concluded.
“Cover it tightly! This lass and that dead imp are jinxes. We should have never accepted them into our tribe!” Outside of the broken window came a women’s mean voice.
This woman was tall and her face long. Her cheekbones were raised and her sleeves were rolled; she looked like a shrew.
Even the poor citizens were categorized in classes. Those who had Lian as their surname in the Lian tribal clan were afforded better treatment. They would sometimes enjoy special privileges in the tribe, after all, they shared the same surname as the Lian tribal clan’s leaders.
The women who spoke had Lian as her surname. Her name was Lian Cuihua. She was known as Aunt Cuihua.