The city's doctor and martial artist

Chapter 190 The Mountain Tribe
This is also one of the reasons why she misunderstood Ye Fei after seeing Xiao Yi. According to her Han family's information, these primitive tribes have simple folk customs, and most of them are peaceful.

But the personalities of the members of the Saint Race in the depths are completely different, as if they are two extremes in the Southern Border Mountains.

"Is there anything else you haven't told me?" Ye Fei turned his head and glanced at Han Yanran with his usual expression on his face.

The members of the Han family are worthy of being the most powerful family in East China. Even if Ye Fei deliberately checked the information, it would be impossible to know such details in a short period of time.

"No more." Han Yanran rolled her eyes, avoiding Ye Fei's gaze inadvertently.

While the two were talking, the little Yi on the side grabbed La Yefei's arm, and then raised his hand to point to a small wooden house in front of him.

"Big brother, that's my home, my mother is very nice." Xiao Yi said with a smile, and at the same time pulled Ye Fei forward.

Ye Fei showed a smile on his face, and stopped asking Han Yanran, but followed the little girl in his eyes, and quickly came to the door of the cabin, and walked in without saying anything.

The expression on Han Yanran's face at the back was a little hard to guess. After thinking for a while, she followed Ye Fei's pace.

The interior of the cabin is relatively simple and simple. There is a small wooden table inside, some strange Tengtu patterns are painted on the walls, and a curtain made of animal skin is hung in front of the compartment in the back room.

As the three of them entered, a serving woman in a blue robe opened the curtain of the back room and walked out slowly.

The woman has a simple appearance, her long hair is all coiled on the top of her head, and a light-colored cloth is wrapped around her forehead. After seeing Ye Fei and the others, she was taken aback for a moment, and then her eyes fell on Xiao Yi, with a gentle smile on her face.

"Grandma, I invited them here to treat you." Xiao Yi seemed very happy, and threw herself into the woman's arms as she spoke.

Ye Fei glanced at the woman in front of him, a gleam flashed in his eyes, he felt a breath of black witchcraft, although it was very faint, it couldn't escape his spiritual sense.

"Silly boy, grandma is not sick."

"A guest is here today. Go and ask grandpa to bring some wild game. Grandma will make you some delicious food tonight, okay?" The smile on Xiaoyi's mother's face remained unchanged. Mother only understands.

The little girl's eyes lit up when she heard the delicious food, and she nodded her head like a chicken pecking at rice.

Without waiting for Grandma to say anything more, Xiao Yi turned her head, showed a happy smile to Ye Fei, and then ran all the way out of the wooden house, seeming to forget about seeing a doctor.

"Thank you for bringing Xiao Yi back!"

"My name is Axiu. Let's stay for dinner tonight. That child Xiaoyi has never seen a foreigner since he was a child, so you are laughing at me." Axiu turned her head to look at Ye Fei and the two, and said with a smile.

Ye Fei nodded slightly, and at the same time returned the gift with a smile, but didn't say much.

On the other hand, Han Yanran stepped forward and sat beside Axiu, and seemed to be very kind to the Wu people.

"Auntie Axiu, Xiao Yi said earlier that you were sick. If you feel uncomfortable, you can tell us directly. This person is a village doctor. He will definitely be able to cure you." Han Yanran pointed to Ye Fei and said directly.

Ye Fei smiled wryly. He might not be able to shake off the title of village doctor in front of Han Yanran.

Axiu shook her head lightly, then sighed softly and said, "I'm not sick, it's just some old problems, but Xiao Yi, since her father left, often runs into the mountains alone, this time thanks to I met you guys."

After Han Yanran finished listening, she couldn't help but feel a little more sad on her face. She seemed to have a very special feeling for the Wu people.

After talking for a while, Ye Fei also had some understanding of the situation of this tribe. As Han Yanran said, most of the people here are simple and kind, and they have lived in the mountains for generations and hunted for a living.

It's just that Axiu doesn't seem to want to say more about the saints deep in the mountains, and Ye Fei doesn't want to ask too much.

Not long after, Xiao Yi quickly returned to the wooden house. Seeing this, Axiu didn't want to talk to the two of them anymore, and then took the game from Xiao Yi's hand, walked into the backyard of the back room, and began to prepare dinner.

Everything seemed so natural and peaceful. The arrival of the two of Ye Fei didn't seem to have brought any changes to the tribe.

Ye Fei walked out of the wooden house, and the tribe members nodded and smiled after seeing him, obviously they did not reject foreigners.

"It's good here, but..." Ye Fei's spiritual consciousness spread out, easily covering the whole tribe, and the expression on his face gradually became serious for some reason.

He not only sensed the aura of black witchcraft in Axiu's body, but also in many people in the tribe.

It's just that the depth of the technique is different for each person. The most serious one is an old man in the middle of the tribe. He can already vaguely see obvious black air on his body, but this technique does not seem to be fatal.

He knew nothing about black witchcraft, he could only sense its existence but could not analyze its function.

After thinking for a while, Ye Fei raised his head and looked towards the center of the tribe, and then walked forward slowly. Before he knew the situation here, he couldn't rush to treat it.

In the center of the tribe, there is a raised circular fortress-shaped building, which is very different from the surrounding wooden houses. It is obvious that the people living inside have a high status in the tribe.

In front of the wooden house of the fortress, Ye Fei stopped in his tracks. Before he reached out to knock on the door, the wooden door in front of him suddenly opened slowly.

"Foreigners, come in." A slightly old voice came from the back room and rang in Ye Fei's ears.

Ye Fei's eyes flashed, he hesitated for a moment, and then walked in slowly. He could sense that there was only one old man in his twilight at the moment.

In the wooden house of the fortress, there are so many bone utensils, and the patterns on the surrounding walls are obviously much brighter than the colors in Axiu's house, which should be caused by the frequent addition of paintings.

After entering the house, an old man with white hair appeared in Ye Fei's sight, wearing a printed robe and holding a dead wooden stick in his hand.

"Old man, you won't live long." Ye Fei said in a low voice, his eyes falling on the old man.

He had just sensed that the most poisoned old man was the person in front of him. Undoubtedly, although this kind of black witchcraft is not fatal, it must have an impact on the human body.

The young man may be able to resist it, but the old man in front of him obviously has been in the surgery for a long time. In Ye Fei's opinion, it is a miracle that he can survive until now.

"Haha. You foreigners, your words are really unpleasant. You are a martial artist." The old man laughed, obviously not angry, but asked with a laugh.

"Well, the old man is not an ordinary person." Ye Fei smiled and did not intend to hide it, and then politely raised his hand to the person in front of him.

Ye Fei actually doesn't understand the way of cultivation of the Wu Clan.

But he could feel that there was a strange power in the old man in front of him, which had been resisting the erosion of black witchcraft, otherwise at this age, he might not be able to support it long ago.

Hearing this, the old man couldn't help but smile even wider, as if he admired Ye Fei's character very much.

"Are you here for the holy spring?" The old man took a deep look at Ye Fei, and then asked slowly.

Ye Fei was stunned. The holy spring that the old man said must be the spiritual spring hidden in the mountains of southern Xinjiang. Unexpectedly, someone in this small tribe knew about it.

"Yes, I hope the old man will tell you the truth, Ye will be very grateful." The expression on Ye Fei's face became a little serious at this moment, and he raised his hand and said in a low voice.

The coordinates given to him by Lu Liang only had an approximate location. Now Ye Fei can only confirm that the Lingquan is hidden in the southern border mountains, but he is at a loss as to where it is.

The smile on the face of the old man in front remained unchanged, and then he raised his hand to signal Ye Fei to sit down first, and then he turned around and leaned on the bench beside the table.

"The place where the holy spring is, ordinary people can't get close at all. The old man knows that you are very powerful, but there is a place of death, and there are people from the holy clan guarding it. Once you step into it, you will die." The old man stared at Ye Ye with deep eyes. Fei whispered.

Ye Fei's eyes flickered slightly. The old man in front of him seemed to know the saints very well.

"Old man, I have come from a long way. Since I have come, there is no reason to return empty-handed." Ye Fei responded with a serious expression on his face, looking at the person in front of him.

Naturally, Ye Fei would not pay attention to the so-called members of the holy clan. The only thing he was worried about was that the young master of the Han family would find Lingquan before him.

The members of the holy clan also had enmity with him. If it wasn't for worrying about Lingquan's whereabouts, Ye Fei would have killed this clan and killed that evil spirit by now.

"Oh, no matter, I heard from Xiao Yi that you are a village doctor, but can you solve the black witchcraft on my people?" The old man sighed secretly, and then stopped trying to persuade him, but raised his head and asked suddenly.

Ye Fei had black lines on his face, the person in front of him should be the grandpa that Axiu was talking about, he really doesn't like the title of village doctor.

After a moment of silence, Ye Fei showed a complicated look on his face. Although it is not difficult to dispel black witchcraft with his strength, it just takes a little time for so many people.

"I need to find the holy spring first. The black witchcraft on your people is not life-threatening for the time being." Ye Fei didn't directly agree, he couldn't waste too much time here.

Grandfather seemed to have a thoughtful look on his face when he heard the words. He pondered for a while and then said again: "As long as you can help my people, this old man can take you to find the holy spring in person."

The expression on Grandpa's face was serious, staring at Ye Fei in front of him, his voice became much lower now.

Ye Fei's eyes flashed when he heard the words. Hearing the meaning of the old man's words, this person should know the specific location of the Lingquan.

(End of this chapter)