After a week, the tribe had returned to their normal schedule. Li Jin didn't have any interaction with Mrs Xue after that night. Everything had returned to their previous schedule.
But today was a special day for the tribe, because the new priest was going to be appointed.
Everyone was preparing for the ritual to worship the Turtle God, under the lead of the Young Master Zhang.
Li Jun was standing slightly far away from them; for some reason, he was having some kind of bad premonition.
His gaze stared at the top of Turtle Mountain. As he looked at the top, he was feeling a strange kind of struggle; the wait was clear, making this Turtle God appear not just a myth but something truly divine.
"It looks like I am going to die again."
A self-mocking smile appeared on his face. As he turned to his family, his dad was helping other men to prepare for the ritual, while his mother was making decorations with other ladies.
