"You forgot that the landslide back then, who was buried under the mountain forever for you? That was the patriarch's own son! And you..."
Mond suddenly raised his head and pointed at the rest of the tribe, "Did you all forget that when there was a flood last year, who went into the water again and again to save your children, and finally sank to the bottom of the sea exhausted and never came up again? That's Xiao Nuo's father!"
"Ask your conscience, is the patriarch not paying enough for this tribe? If it weren't for everyone, the patriarch would have only one daughter, Anu, and Xiao Nuo would lose his father? But you, instead of being grateful, actually Do you still suspect that the patriarch has betrayed the tribe? You...you people, do you still have a conscience?"
Mond's words were resounding, hitting the hearts of the Cangda tribe.
Many people's eyes were red, and some people lowered their heads guiltily, and stepped back anxiously.
And Xiao Nuo had thrown himself into the arms of Nita and his wife, crying loudly: "Grandpa, Grandma, I miss you so much, woo woo woo!"
Nita finally returned to normal at this time, looking at her little granddaughter, with tears in her eyes: "Xiao Nuo, grandpa is sorry for you, you... don't you blame grandpa?"
Xiao Nuo shook her head again and again, her voice was hoarse, but she said obediently: "Aniang said, Grandpa, you are everyone's grandfather and the best patriarch in the world. Xiao Nuo doesn't blame grandpa, Xiao Nuo is very happy to have such a grandpa! "
Nita couldn't hold back the tears any longer, and burst out of her eyes.
He stretched out his hand and hugged his granddaughter tightly. Anu also walked over and hugged his daughter and parents. The family of four wept and vented heartily, but there were happy smiles on their faces.
This scene made many people's noses feel sore, and they were extremely moved, and slowly recalled the kindness of Patriarch Nita.
The witch doctor on the altar looked more and more ugly, and gritted his teeth: "What are you still doing, why don't you grab the sacrifices and offer them to the gods! This is for the survival of the tribe, don't you want to watch the gods come down?" A greater punishment?"
When Mo Li and the others heard the words, they didn't care about the pain on their bodies, they stood up one after another, and rushed towards the patriarch's family.
There are also some selfish tribal people who only think that they can get rid of their illnesses, and mutter in their mouths: "Don't offend the gods, the gods will curse you. You must give the sacrifices to the gods!"
The coldness in Xi Yue's eyes flashed past, her voice was low and soft, but there was a sense of coldness, "Sure enough, poor people must have something to hate."
Xi Weiwei glanced at Xi Yue, and before Xi Yue could make a move, he suddenly swayed and disappeared beside her.
Xi Yue was taken aback, and Ziming Youluo, who had gotten out of his sleeve, was retracted.
Seeing that Mori and others were about to rush in front of Xiao Nuo, while Mond and the others surrounded the patriarch, the two groups faced each other, and the battle seemed imminent.
Suddenly, Morrie felt a sharp pain, and then, a cluster of blood seemed to burst out in front of his eyes.
Then, he couldn't feel anything, and fell to the ground with a bang.
In just a few breaths, the people on Mori's side fell down one by one, and each fallen face didn't have the slightest strength to resist. They just felt a red light flashing in front of them and lost consciousness.
It can be seen that the eyes of the fallen people turned white, their bones seemed to be softened, and their chests did not rise and fall, as if they had turned into corpses.