After crossing the queen, relying on the mouth cannon to brush the copy of the palace fight

Chapter 757 The Witch Doctor
Probably this is God helping me, Qin Zhiyi remained calm, and said to the guard: "My master is a famous witch doctor, and he is here to treat the king's illness!"

At first, I thought that I would be unable to make up any more lies, but I saw such a thing without looking up. I didn't expect King Nanli to be sick. If it was an excuse to see a doctor, wouldn't it be easy to meet King Nanli face to face?

"Witch doctor? Which tribe's witch doctor?" The guard frowned. "All the fallen witch doctors have arrived. I haven't heard of anyone else!"

Qin Zhiyi's heart dropped, he glanced at Shen Fuyu who was still arrogant and continued to talk to the guard: "My master is wandering around, so you naturally don't know."

So he pretended to be, and he looked serious and condescending: "But I promise, if the king rejects my master today, no one in the world will be able to cure him!"

But even if he said that, the guards would not believe it easily, and still asked Qin Zhiyi to report his name to the tribe, but the two guys who sneaked in didn't know what tribe was not, so Qin Zhiyi simply pulled out the dagger hanging from his waist , with the guard pointing at him with a weapon, he slashed his wrist!

This time the guards couldn't help but stared blankly, and Shen Fuyu stared at him, what is this for!
Qin Zhiyi pursed his lips, endured the pain of the wound, walked towards Shen Fuyu, stretched out his hand to her and said in a low voice, "You can go in after it's cured."

Shen Fuyu pursed her lips, looked at Qin Zhiyi with some displeasure, put one hand behind her back, took a bottle from the space, mixed some medicinal powder and Lingxi water, and poured it on the wound on Qin Zhiyi's arm, the wound was in the future It grew better at a speed visible to the naked eye, leaving a pink scar in the end.

Qin Zhiyi handed his wrist to the group of guards: "Do you believe it now?"

The eyes of the two guards were full of disbelief, but they still kept a conservative attitude and discussed in a low voice, and then one of them followed Qin Zhiyi's example and cut his own palm, hoping that Shen Fuyu would heal him.

After all, Nan Li is not completely isolated from the world, after all, she is also afraid that the miraculous thing just now is a trick passed down from other countries. If such people are included, who knows what they will do to the king?

Shen Fuyu didn't say anything, and poured the remaining half bottle on the man's wound, the wound quickly stopped the pain, and gradually became a little itchy, until the wound healed into a scar, and the man touched the tender scar on the palm of his hand still It's unbelievable, really, it's true!

The two fell to their knees with a plop as if they saw a god: "Master witch doctor! Forgive us for our blindness, you must be a witch doctor blessed by God, and I beg you to cure our king! "

Witnessing the miracle with their own eyes, the two worshiped Shen Fuyu as if she was a god descending to earth, and then opened the city gate respectfully and invited the two of them to enter.

One of the guards followed them respectfully, and said with a pious face: "Dear Witch Doctor, what should I call you?"

Shen Fuyu looked at him with her nostrils, what bird language was he talking about?

Then he glanced at Qin Zhiyi.

"My master's voice has been taken away. My master's real name is Furong. If you have anything to do, just tell me." Qin Zhiyi followed the naming habits of Nanli people and made up a fake name after Shen Fuyu.

After entering the royal city, what I finally saw was not the kind of village and city like a jungle tribe. It finally looked a little more decent, although there was still no carriage.

The guard's attitude was very good along the way, Qin Zhiyi took advantage of the situation and said to the guard: "My master wants to know about the king's condition."

But this also made it difficult for the guards. The leader in their Nanli people's hearts suffered from a disease that even the witch doctors in the royal court could not cure. This was a big blow to the Nanli people. Many witch doctors are not sure that they can cure the king, and the king's body is getting weaker and weaker day by day."

"Lord Fu Rong has been blessed by God with superb medical skills, and please Master Fu Rong must heal the king!"

The guard said sincerity, Qin Zhiyi replied for Shen Fuyu: "My master came here just to try his best."

Then there was another word of thanks, and after walking for an incense stick of time, they finally arrived at Nanli Wangting. After the guards explained the situation to the people in the Wangting, a maid took them to a room to rest.

"Master witch doctor, please wait for a moment." The maid lowered her head and said, "The king will summon you."

Then thoughtfully served food and water, and retreated with the other maids.

There were only the two of them around, Shen Fuyu sat down on the stool and whispered: "It's so hot!"

With such a big sun above her head, if she had known it would be today, she would have carried an umbrella in the space, at least to block some of the sun.

"You too, why did you suddenly stab yourself with a knife." Looking at Qin Zhiyi's wound that had healed, Shen Fuyu pursed her lips, no matter what she said, she would feel distressed.

"It won't happen next time." Qin Zhiyi glanced at his arm, "I know Qingqing won't let me have trouble."

Shen Fuyu snorted softly, then crossed her hands behind her head: "But what did you say to them, along the way, I feel like that Bodhisattva who is incensed by others, and I come to worship when I see one or two. Like a Bodhisattva."

"King Nanli is ill." Regarding Shen Fuyu's description, Qin Zhiyi didn't know whether to laugh or what to do, "It seems to be very troublesome. There is a notice posted outside the Wangcheng, and all witch doctors in Nanli should come to King Nanli. When you see a doctor, they see your ability to use a bottle of potion to make bones, and they regard you as a witch doctor blessed by God."

"Witch doctor?"

"En." Qin Zhiyi nodded, "Nanli people believe that those who can make a difference are blessed by the gods, especially doctors, who are considered to be able to snatch people from the hands of death, and most of the doctors here are also They must also be responsible for offering sacrifices to the gods in various tribal villages, and this is how the name witch doctor came about.”

"No wonder." Shen Fuyu nodded. Compared with Da Xun, Nanli is in a more backward era, and she will attribute incomprehensible things to gods, "But no matter what, this is an opportunity. If King Nanli is ill So, I'm afraid we won't be able to see him easily, so why don't we treat him, if he is reasonable, everything will be solved."

"Well, I hope that's the case too." King Nanli is not a fool, but the grace of saving his life is enough for them to have a good chat.

"Ham, don't worry too much." Shen Fuyu said nonchalantly, "If he doesn't know how to be funny, I will make a new king for Nan Li today. It would be better for Nan Li to change to a king who can care about the lives of the people."

(End of this chapter)