Cultivation of true medicine and saints in the city

Chapter 870 The Witch Doctor
Tashi and the others just saw Zhao Yifan lightly grasping the hands of Lang Mu and the villager with his hand, and did not do anything. After a few minutes, Lang Mu's face turned pale from before, and slowly returned to dark red. His eyes also brightened up.

Even breathing seemed much more steady and powerful.

"All right."

Zhao Yifan put away his hands, smiled at Rum, and said, "Get up and do some exercise."

Rum dubiously propped himself up on the ground with his hands, stood up slowly, moved his hands and feet, and showed an unbelievable look on his face. Indeed, he now felt that his body was full of strength.

Even better than before the injury.

Tashi and the others were so startled that their eyes shattered all over the place.Especially those villagers who came back with rum, at this moment, looked at Zhao Yifan with eyes full of awe!
They just saw Rum coughing up blood non-stop along the way, as if he could die anytime, anywhere.

From their point of view, Zhao Yifan did nothing, just grabbed Rum's hand and looked at him for a few minutes, and then Rum was fine.

This is completely beyond their cognition.

"Thank you, my lord."

Rum came back to his senses, said to Zhao Yifan gratefully, and was about to kneel and kowtow to apologize.

Zhao Yifan waved his hand lightly, and Langmu couldn't kneel down anymore, "Just stand up and talk properly, you don't need to kneel down."

"Yes. Master Tianren." Rum's waist was as full as a big lobster.

"Let's all go away."

Zhao Yifan glanced at everyone, smiled, and said to Tashi and Langmu: "You two, come with me, I'll ask you some questions."

"Okay, my lord."

Tashi and Lang Mu said respectfully.

The other villagers also returned to their houses one after another, and began to tidy up and eat. No one dared to take a second look at Zhao Yifan and the others.

"Rum."

Zhao Yifan's gaze fell on Rum and asked, "What does the ore you dug look like?"

Rum didn't dare to lie. After groping around in his pocket, he took out a fist-sized jade, handed it to Zhao Yifan, and said respectfully, "My lord, this is such an ore."

Zhao Yifan glanced at it, didn't answer it, nodded and said, "Well, put it away." Now, his previous guess has been completely confirmed, this jade is the jade that can be used to refine various magic circles, It seems that this Heitian Empire should be a country ruled by practitioners, allowing slaves like Rum to work hard to provide necessary jade, medicinal materials and other items for practitioners.

"Uncle Rum, I'll give you this."

Seeing that Rum seems to have recovered, Zhabu hurried over and handed him the tuber in his hand, "It's delicious."

"Thank you, little Zab."

Rum smelled the sweet smell from the tubers, salivated unconsciously in his mouth, waved his hands and said, "Just eat it."

"It's okay, let's eat together Uncle Rum, I still have a lot here."

Zabu resolutely divided the tubers into rum.

"No, no, I don't want it."

Rum shook his head.

"Rum, you can eat it. I ate a few pieces just now, it's delicious." Tashi said next to him, "We've all eaten it. It's the food bestowed upon us by the Great Master."

"Thank you, my lord."

Rum said to Zhao Yifan respectfully.

Zhao Yifan waved his hand, pondered for a while, and said, "How do I go from here to the Heitian Tribe?"

"Master Tianren, are you going to the Heitian Tribe?"

Tashi was taken aback when he heard the words, but he was not surprised. After all, he also felt that Zhao Yifan could not stay here forever.

"Yes."

Zhao Yifan hummed, and suddenly, his heart moved, he glanced into the distance, pondered for a moment, and said, "Someone is here... It's a man with a feather on his head, who is he?"

"It's the witch doctor from Heitian Tribe!"

Hearing wearing feathers on his head, Tashi said immediately.

"Well, I see."

Zhao Yifan thought for a while, and said, "Wait a minute, don't say we've been here." After finishing speaking, he winked at Luo Yun and the others, and said, "Let's find a place to hide."

Although everyone didn't understand what he meant, they still followed Zhao Yifan's words. They walked into the woods and looked around. Zhao Yifan pointed to the tree and said, "Let's separate and find a place to stay up. "

The branches are extremely dense, and several people are separated, sitting on the tree, standing under the tree, even if you look carefully, it is difficult to see that there are people on the tree.

"Yifan, why are we hiding?"

Elizabeth and Zhao Yifan were together, and asked in a low voice puzzled: "Aren't you planning to go to the Heitian Tribe? The witch doctor they said came from the Heitian Tribe, so we just need to go with him, can't we get there?" Is Hei Tian a tribe?"

"If we follow him, we will also be able to reach the Heitian tribe."

Zhao Yifan smiled, and said softly, "I don't want those people to know that Zhabu and the others know us."

Elizabeth thought about it for a while, then suddenly realized, and said, "I see, you are worried that they will ask Zhabu and the others about our affairs when they come back in the future, aren't you?"

"Yes, it is so."

Zhao Yifan hummed, thought for a while, and said, "If I'm right, the ruler of the Heitian Empire must be a cultivator. There are distinct levels in this empire. Once an outsider enters or stays, they will soon be able to do so." Let those practitioners know, and our pedestrians can easily attract their attention."

"How can you allow others to snore on the side of the couch?"

Elizabeth chuckled and said, "If the rulers of this empire are practitioners, then when we appear, they must figure out where we come from and who we are."

Zhao Yifan glanced at her approvingly.

In the distance, a group of people appeared.

Walking in front was a gray-faced man, wearing coarse clothes and barefoot, and behind him were four people, also wearing coarse clothes, but they were black, and their figures were more obvious than Tashi, Rum and others. Much stronger.

These four people were carrying something similar to a sedan chair, except that, unlike the sedan chair, there was no roof to cover it, but two pieces of wood, with a seat in the middle, and a man in black clothes sat on it. A person with a white quirky pattern and a few feathers as decorations on his head.

Walk quickly all the way to Hebron Village.

After seeing this person, Elizabeth couldn't help laughing out loud, "Yifan, is he the witch doctor that Tashi and the others are talking about? It looks a bit like a chief on Earth." ...Well, there is less oil on the face, and the feathers are shorter. If you put a few coats of oil on the face, grow the feathers on the head, and hang some animal tooth ornaments around the neck, it is almost like a primitive Chief of the tribe."

Zhao Yifan couldn't help laughing too: "It's really a bit similar."

"...Rum, Rum!"

The person who walked in the front, wearing the same clothes as Tashi, Langmu and others, ran quickly to the village of Hebrun, "The witch doctor is here, the witch doctor is here... Huh?" He saw Lang sitting On the ground, looking full of energy, his jaw suddenly broke, and he rubbed his eyes in disbelief, his mind went blank!
When he went to Heitian Tribe to invite the witch doctor, he saw Rum and the other villager. Both of them were almost dying, and they were about to die.

In the blink of an eye, Rum became alive and kicking again.

"Which trash are dying soon?"

The witch doctor and those people came to Rum's side, looking down from above with an impatient look on their faces.

"My lord witch doctor."

The previous villager came back to his senses and subconsciously pointed at Rum, "It was Rum just now when he was digging a pit, the mine cave suddenly collapsed, and he was buried in it, and when we dug him out, he was already dying By the way, there is one more person." He turned his head and looked carefully.

"Oh?"

Hearing this, the witch doctor looked at Rum and saw that his clothes were dirty, covered with dirt and blood. He frowned and said, "It's you? I think you're alive and well, why are you dying soon? Woolen cloth?"

"My lord witch doctor."

Rum bowed quickly, and said respectfully: "I..." Because Zhao Yifan had said before leaving just now that they would not let them leak anything about Zhao Yifan, Rum didn't know what to say for a while, He could only falter and say: "...I was actually not that serious just now..."

"asshole!"

When the witch doctor heard this, he was furious. With a reach, he pulled out a whip from his sleeve, raised his hand, and whipped it on Rum's face.

with a snap.

Rum screamed in pain and fell to the ground, a bloody stain appeared on his cheek.

"How dare you disturb me if you are not dead?"

While cursing, the witch doctor yelled at Rum, who was lying on the ground, screaming miserably: "You trash, stand up!"

Rum endured the pain, and stood up tremblingly. Just as he stood up, the wind howled, and the witch doctor whipped him again. The painful Rum trembled and gasped for air.

"Asshole, bastard!"

The witch doctor scolded and whipped Rum with a whip.

"Master Witch Doctor, I was wrong, I was wrong..."

Rum kept begging for mercy in pain, but he stood there not daring to move, not even having the courage to cover it with his hands.

With a snap, the clothes on his body were torn apart by the whip, and the fist-sized jade in his pocket fell to the ground.

The witch doctor's eyes fell on the piece of jade, and suddenly became hot. He pointed at the piece of jade with a whip and said, "Bring it to me!"

Rum endured the pain, and slowly bent down to pick it up. Seeing his slow look, the witch doctor lashed Rum's back with another whip, cursing, "You bastard, why are you dawdling?" It’s just a few whips, you want to pretend to be dead, do you want to be dead?”

(End of this chapter)