Talking about these deeply engraved tribal past events, Aguda, who was born a Wild Man Jurchen, was very excited, even his weathered tiger-like face showed lament. Before meeting his brother-in-law Ah Zu, wasn't it the same for his Maha tribe? Sometimes, when they were extremely hungry and unable to catch food, they had to... eat themselves...
So, among the Wild Man tribes pushed southward by hunger and cold waves, where would there be any old people? Look at the life of the Wild Man Jurchens, then look at the life of those Shushu Jurchen tribes in the south! How could they not be ruthless, desperately killing, desperately robbing, desperately eating?!
"Aguda, have you ever eaten the mushrooms in these mountains? Have you ever encountered those very peculiar mushrooms, the kind that can communicate with the Divine Spirit...?"
