goddess above

Chapter 707 Do You Have To Dig Out Uncle’s Details?
We had no choice but to kneel together.

Kneeling for a long time, the sun was about to set, and the witch doctor came out of the tent. Jing Yu stared at him. He was indeed dressed in black crow fur, and beside him were a dozen little witch doctors who also wore crow fur clothes. There are strange patterns painted on the face, but it is really mysterious.

Jing Yu couldn't bear to lean over and whispered to Ming Huai: "You really are a great dancer."

Ming Huai picked her palm to signal her not to be rude, and Jing Yu obediently remained silent.

The big witch doctor took a look at her, took out a silver basin, chanted around the bonfire for a long time, came back and chanted around Jingyu for a long time, grabbed the contents of the silver basin and sprinkled two drops on her body. Come on, the little witch doctor next to him immediately sang like praying, and Yili wailed loudly. Accompanied by their shouts, the big witch doctor jumped up and down around the bonfire with a big bell in one hand and a horsehair float in one hand, shaking his head in a very funny way. .

The others sang and prayed in a low voice. Although there were few people, their pious attitude was not fake.

Jing Yu thought it was funny, but she cursed herself for failing everyone's good intentions, so she stuck out her tongue and lowered her head quietly. Ming Huai took a few glances at her and felt that Buda had been deceived by this witch doctor.

Can a dance be cured?Then the doctor in the Central Plains couldn't be mad?
The dancing and singing didn't end until midnight, Jing Yu's legs were numb from kneeling, Ming Huai helped her to stand up, and before she could speak, a little witch doctor came over and handed him a bowl of dark water: "Drink Drop into the divine water, the gods will bless you."

Jing Yu felt apprehensive, "What is this?"

The little witch doctor looked indifferent: "Shenshui."

"What did you do?"

"The spiritual power of the gods."

Jing Yu: "."

Even if you say so, I won't steal your secret recipe. Is it necessary to be so mysterious?

Ming Huai took the water, thanked him, and took Jing Yu to the side to sit down. Jing Yu felt a stomach ache looking at the bowl of water: "I don't know what to do, what if I drink something wrong?"

Ming Huai was silent: "Then secretly pour it out."

"What are you pouring? This is a treasure." Uncle came back at some time, snatched the bowl from Minghuai's hand and sat down beside Jingyu: "This is the medicine that the great witch doctor personally prepared, and it was passed down from generation to generation by the Rong people." Buda bought you the secret recipe to drive away the cold and strengthen your body with ten sheep, if you don’t drink it, you will lose his ten sheep in vain.”

"Ten sheep?" Jing Yu was frightened: "This thing is so expensive? Didn't you get scammed?"

The uncle gave her a blank look: "There is only one great witch doctor in the Rong tribe, and his medicine is a magic medicine. Before the arrival of the doctor from Dongchuan, he was the one who cured the epidemic."

"Oh, that's still reliable." Jing Yu was a little convinced, but asked innocently: "However, shouldn't the great witch doctor take care of King Rong in the royal court of the Rong clan? Why did Buda run away for thirty years?" The great witch doctor was invited just a few miles away? Could it be that Wangting is not far from here? But how can Buda invite the great witch doctor?"

A few questions popped up in succession, the uncle's expression changed, the words got stuck in his throat and he couldn't speak, Ming Huai lowered his eyes, glanced at the uncle very quickly, then immediately lowered his eyes again, not knowing what he was thinking what.

After a long time, the uncle sighed: "You girl, do you really want to dig out the details of the uncle?"

As soon as these words came out, Ming Huai's face changed slightly, and the hand holding Jingyu subconsciously increased his strength. He didn't even dare to lift his head, but his ears perked up. When he listened carefully, he was still breathing a little bit. rapid.

(End of this chapter)