Banished to Another World, Chapter 25: The Old Priest's Ability

Banished-To-Another-World 《异世流放》 Yi Shi Liu Fang   

Banished to Another World, Chapter 25: The Old Priest’s Ability.

Translator: BookAddictzii

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Along the way, Yan Mo found that the tribesmen were looking at them with serious, but sad eyes and felt strange.

Yan Mo thought it was definitely because he and Yuan Zhan's posture was too strange!

Initially, some children with bare buttocks happily followed them, but later on, many Da Rens followed them to the place behind the square.

Is this like a parade to send them off? 

Yan Mo didn't know how Yuan Zhan agreed on the time. When they arrived at the square, they first met Da Lie and Missing Teeth followed by Da Diao and Da Shan and finally Da Bing, who arrived near the end.

In addition to the people gathered in the square, more and more tribal warriors arrived. There were already close to two hundred people, yet still more were coming.

Everyone stared at Yuan Zhan. Missing Teeth and Da Bing looked at their first-to-arrive companions and their eyes popped out awkwardly.

He went to the top one and talked with them, but did not say anything like sensible words regarding the road, instead, he directly asked: "Are you also demolishing your tent? Why are you wearing a large roll of fur?"

Missing Teeth and Da Bing did not understand Yuan Zhan and the others who were carrying massive rolled skins. Da Bing’s eyes were full of ridicule.

The image of Yuan Zhan and the others at this time was indeed a bit funny in the eyes of their tribesmen. They held wooden spears on their right hand, a large roll of fur on their left shoulders, and another fur on their left hand. The thickness and length of the roll made it look as if they were wrapped inside the skins. In general, adults looked at them and laughed.

Da Bing was pouting. No warrior will bring so many things when going out; not only is it tiring but it also reduces the gains that could be brought back. What a real warrior lacks from luggage will be taken from the wilderness, and only the timid and useless melon heads will leave their tents with these much stuff accompanying them.

Although Yuan Zhan was in a leading position among several people, Da Lie is still the oldest and a 3rd Rank warrior. He replied: "These furs are what I told them to bring with them. No one knows the location of the new salt. We may not be able to come back before the first winter snowfall, especially when the snow has begun to show in the distance. The newly peeled animal fur on the road cannot be counted for since it is not as good as the old leather skin."

People showed that they understood by nodding. The winter winds around here blow very fast. Though it is indeed possible to run outside bare chested like previous days, if the cold wind comes out the next day and the outside becomes cold and unbearable, coupled with snow fall, no tribesmen would risk finding food on the snowfield unless they can't live without it.

With cold that freezes people through the bones, it is useless even if one is wrapped in a lot of fur. The most terrible thing is that if you can't get back to the tribe in the evening, many tribesmen souls will be silently taken as slaves by the snow god during the night and only their frozen body will be left in the morning.

There are no warriors in any tribe who had traveled in winter; Yuan Zhan and others were the first ones ever. They knew that this was the result of the compromise by The Chief to the old Priest. They knew that no matter whether it was winter or spring, there will be this proposition. It was through the urgency and the persecution of the old Priest that made Yuan Zhan feel uncomfortable in his heart.

He understood what the old priest was worried about and only felt that his fears were very ridiculous.

Hei Yuan Clan, Xi Rang Clan, the Feisha Clan and the three clans are already one. Apart from each other, it is impossible for any tribe to survive alone, and only when they work together, can they resist the attacks from nearby tribes and get more rewards in the other three seasons.

"Da Lie, bring them back alive!" The Chief used again his right fist to hit his chest.

The answer from Da Lie was the same right fist and chest thump.

Just then, the slaves in the crowd bowed.

The Chief and the old Priest came.

Yuan Zhan's hand was pinching Yan Mo's buttocks while carrying the latter like a child. Yuan Zhan put the boy as well as the luggage down on the ground.

Yan Mo gave him the wooden spear.

Yuan Zhan clenched the wooden spear and stood straight.

Others also put down their luggage and held a row of wooden spears with Yuan Zhan.

Da Lie and Da Bing are classified as the 3rd Rank warriors so they stood at the far left of the team with Da Lie standing in the first place. The nominal order is as follows: Yuan Lie, Yuan Bing, Yuan Zhan, Yuan Shan, Yuan Diao, Yuan Meng, and Missing Teeth. This arrangement also showed the strength level of the seven people.

The people separated for The Chief and the Priest who were coming.

All slaves bowed while the soldiers clenched their fists to the left chest.

Yan Mo hid behind slaves such as Cao Ting and Wan Sheng, trying to reduce any attention to himself. While the others slaves were bowing, he alone was sitting on the ground.

In fact, Yan Mo peeked at his injured leg in the morning. After two days and three nights of him and Yuan Zhan cutting off that part, the injury healed and left only a deep red mark. He did not feel pain when he pressed it and there was no problem with taking two steps, still, he tied his injured leg with planks and feign injury.

"You are the warriors of the tribe!" The strong chief slammed his fist to his chest and shouted loudly.

Yuan Zhan and others banged the wooden spear to the ground, while shouting loud: "Ao!"

"The tribe is waiting for you to return!"

"Ao!" The wooden spear smashed on the ground.

"The Priest will bless you." The Chief finished, and the old Priest moved.

Yan Mo thought: Is that it? Are there no more encouragement and no promise? Don't you give any benefits to their loved ones? Is the Chief someone who was not born to talk, or is the tribal chief here talking less is a virtue? 

At this time, the sound of the banging wooden spears was dense, and the soldiers in the square shouted.

Under the low-pitch shout from the soldiers, the old priest walked to Yuan Zhan and the others.

All of the old Priest’s hair were spread out, covering most of his face that was painted with strange lines, some dark and complex tattoos, which looked quite strange and terrifying.

The necklace hanging on the old priest's neck is also the most complicated. One, which looked important, hanged on the chest. This necklace consists of animal teeth, human teeth, bones, stones, fruits, feathers and other things.

Maybe these ornaments have their own meaning, but Yan Mo does not understand it. The meaning of the jewelry worn by each priest is not the same. He is not a true Priest Disciple. This kind of thing on the necklace, it is possible that only The Priest and his Disciples understood its meaning.

The old priest was not holding a spear but a wooden stick much like a scepter. The head of the stick resembled the shape of a skull with its top looking like a human face and there is a hole in the upper part of the two eyelids, right in the middle of the eyebrow. It looked like a skull that possessed three eyes.

The Priest Disciple, named Qiu Ning, held a stone pot. Something was burning in the pot and a blue smoke was coming out.

The old priest first took the scepter and walked around Yuan Zhan and the other seven people. He used the scepter to point to the seven people with his mouth whispering something. The slaves do not deserve to be blessed by him, and Yan Mo was naturally excluded.

After he finished, he came to Qiu Ning, bowed his head and took a deep breath of blue smoke.

Immediately, the body of the old priest shook. His head was shaking in a strange frequency.

Yan Mo smelled the smog and guessed that there should be a hallucinogenic herb inside. Unfortunately, some of the hallucinogenic herbs can be used for therapeutic purposes. In the world he came from, there are still some primitive tribes that uses some magical herbs as an anesthetic or analgesic. 

Suddenly! 

The old Priest body became stiff after a violent shaking. 

He jerked his head up and stared straight into the distance. 

Yan Mo sneaked a look only to find that the old Priest’s forehead was painted with a pattern of his eyes.

The pattern was quite realistic, and the expression on the old priest at this time was as if he was not looking at his own eyes but looking at the third eye of his forehead. 

The old priest suddenly growled and made a buzzing sound like a beast. 

Along with The Priests, the surrounding soldiers suddenly made a growl; even Yuan Zhan and others followed. 

Is this the use of growling, to drive away the evil things and the dangers they may encounter in the future? Yan Mo guessed, after all, whether it is human or beast, as long as they can hear, they will be afraid of huge sounds. This kind of blessing is probably inspired by this kind of enlightenment. 

The old Priest swung hard his scepter and gasped. After a while, the old Priest said in a strange but very clear tone: "North, five days away, heavy snow has arrived. South, at the foot of Hassa Mountain, low mountain ants are hunting. In the east, Clay Dragons are fighting with the Eagles. The West, far away... Fire... Fire! God yelled in anger, all beings, smoke, fire—The forest is burning, ah!"

The old priest screamed, grabbed his forehead and fell to the ground in pain.

The Priest Disciple Qiu Ning immediately rushed forward. Many soldiers were worried about the old priest.

The Chief immediately ordered the slaves to carry the old Priest back to his tent to rest.

Yan Mo's open mouth was hard to close.

He initially thought the old priest was pretending to be a ghost, but when he heard it, he felt wrong. 

If you just pretend to be a ghost, you will never say everything in detail, and what he said was in the four directions of the southeast and northwest. 

What does this mean?! 

F*ck! The old guy wouldn't really be able to see that far away, would he? 

No wonder the old guy is feared; his healing technique is general at best and yet The Chief and the tribe still hold him as a baobei. 

So, he really has such a magical power!

Yan Mo is a medical doctor. When he was young, he liked to run around, from north to south. He saw a lot of strange things and cases, but he never believed in ghosts and gods. Even though his soul has penetrated another world and he also has a Reformation Guide, he still doesn't believe it. 

He felt that everything can be explained by science, including the wonders that happened in front of him. 

If the old priest didn't lie, Yan Mo speculated that the other person's magical ability to see far away likely comes from the pineal gland under the his eyebrows. 

(T/N: Some nice to share facts; pineal gland produces melatonin which regulates sleep pattern. It also maintains cardiac rhythm and regulates reproductive hormones. It was once called the third eye because of its sensitivity to light. Only in darkness would melatonin be release from the pineal gland. This is also the main reason we sleep better at night or in the dark)

The human pineal gland itself is full of mysteries; even studies have shown that the pineal gland on human beings had degraded. So what was the role of the pineal gland before degeneration? Did the third eye on some ancient animal fossils excavated in the original world really exists?

Yan Mo felt itchy. He is excited and was itching all over the body.

Such a lively and ready-made living sample was placed in front of him, but he can't rush and carry out detailed dissection and analysis. It is too painful!

Yan Mo doesn't know when the old Priest will die? If he can get the news of the time, then he will definitely try to get back and to cut open the old Priest’s body.

If he can find out the secrets of the pineal gland... Yan Mo slaps his head. Don’t think about it, there is no World Contribution Medicine Award for you!

However, he still wants to know. This has nothing to do with him not winning the prize. If a living specimen is placed in front of him which he is not allowed to touch, it is as painful as the person who wants to smoke and looks at the cigarette behind the window.

Yan Mo’s drooling eyes followed the old priest until the entire ceremony was over. The seven soldiers took their spears or picked up their own bags. The slaves also stood up and picked up the parcels on the ground.

Yuan Zhan came over and picked up the little slave with one hand.

Yan Mo honestly reached out and took the wooden spear. His baggage was also added to Yuan Zhan's luggage so Yuan Zhan's large circle of fur was twice as thick as the others.

The Chief, who planned to watch the soldiers leave, saw Yuan Zhan walking with the broken-legged slave and could not help but slightly frown. 

He was also surprised... the same as everyone who was present. They too were surprised. 

It is normal for the soldiers to walk with the slaves. Slaves cannot only help in hunting together on the road, guarding prey, staying vigilant in the nights, warming the nests, etc.; when necessary, they can also be slaughtered for food. But with a slave who can't walk, is he going to eat him on the road? 

Yuan Zhan carried on no matter how others looked at him. Do not mention that the small slave is very useful even when he is useless, it is his godd*mn slave!

Even if the slave was kidnapped on the road, he will not stay for others. 

The figure of seven people gradually disappeared under the watch of The Chief and many tribesmen. 

"You tell me, will they find a new salt field?" The Chief suddenly asked the elder beside him.

Looking at the group in the distance, the man honestly replied: "It's very difficult." The Chief nodded and turned. "Tell all the people to fall inside. The winter will come from the north. Let everyone quickly pack in."

"Yes!"

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