The Cold President's Best Master

Lu Chong saluted back in the way that the tribal leader sannylu had just saluted and said, "leader, we're going to stay with you for a day. When my friend gets well, we'll leave and cause you trouble!"

Sunilu said with a smile, "you saved my granddaughter, who is our benefactor. Let alone one day, it's ten days and a hundred days. I don't know what's wrong with your friend. I'm still a witch doctor of the tribe. I'm the one who treats the diseases of ordinary tribes."

Lu Chong asked, "headman, how can you treat him if he is poisoned by ecstasy flowers?"

Sunilu scratched his head and said with a bitter smile, "there is no special way, that is, to rest and lie in bed for ten days and a half months, you can almost recover."

"I know." Lu Chong smiled faintly, "then I can only treat it with traditional Chinese medicine in our country."

"Traditional Chinese medicine?" head sunilu brightened his eyes: "I heard that traditional Chinese medicine is very magical. Can I observe it?"

Lu Chong said with a wry smile, "it's really inconvenient."

Seeing Lu Chong's expression and looking at Ye Xiaomei, saniru immediately understood and said, "well, if you need anything, find my granddaughter Sanna. She will help you! Let's go first!"

Then the old man sonneru left with Sonna and the strong indigenous young man.

When the three left, Lu Chong closed the door and closed the window.

When ye Xiaomei saw that Lu Chong had closed the windows, her heart beat faster, and her beautiful face flushed: "brother Chong, are you going to treat me? What am I going to do?"

Lu Chong took out some gold needles from the inside of the vest lining, looked at Ye Xiaomei, hesitated for a moment, and said with a bitter smile: "you need to take off your coat!"

Ye Xiaomei was stunned when she heard Lu Chong say so. Then her pretty face flushed with beautiful eyes, staring at Lu Chong. Was he serious, joking, or deliberately taking advantage of me?

Lu Chong's eyes didn't dodge. He looked straight at Ye Xiaomei. His star eyes were full of magnanimity.

The gentleman is open and generous, the villain is long and sad, and ye Xiaomei thinks that Lu Chong is serious.

She was still a little shy: "do you really want to take it off?" after asking this, her face was so red that her cheeks, neck and ears were all red.

Lu Chong said solemnly, "the poison of the enchanting flower fragrance has been trapped in your lungs. I only need to make a needle in your lungs to have an effect. If you want to recover early, you must take off your coat!"

Ye Xiaomei stared at Lu Chong's star eyes again and still didn't see any problem. It seemed that what Lu Chong said was true, so she nodded shyly: "in that case, take it off, but you turn around first!"

Lu Chong smiled bitterly and could see it later. Is it necessary to turn around now? However, he didn't say anything and turned his body directly.

After a while, Lu rushed back and turned around, stunned to find that ye Xiaomei's upper body had not been covered with a wisp.

Alas, this simple girl, in fact, wearing a smock still doesn't affect acupuncture. She is sincere. After taking off her outer T-shirt, she takes off her smock again.

Now, Lu Chong is in a cocoon!

Because ye Xiaomei has the best figure among the women he has seen, and her skin is as white as jade and can be broken by blowing. In the face of what seems to be a gift from heaven, she has to concentrate on pricking.

It was a cruel test for him.

For example, there was a piece of braised meat on the kitchen chopping board, which was very fat but not greasy. Lu Chong was hungry, but he had to clean the kitchen.

Lu Chong took a deep breath, which suppressed his anger and prevented his nose from bleeding wildly.

He said astringently, "lie down first."

Ye Xiaomei lay down, summoned up her courage and stared at Lu Chong.

Lu Chong held the gold needle, and the aura spread from his fingers to the gold needle, moistening and nourishing the gold needle.

Then he looked at Ye Xiaomei solemnly: "Your expression and muscles are too tense, which is not conducive to me to make the needle. You have to relax. No, you are still too tense. No, I have to use massage to relax the muscles on your lungs, so that I can make the needle and use acupuncture to lead out all the poison in your body, otherwise you have to lie here for more than ten days."

Ye Xiaomei looked around. Although the aboriginal girl cleaned up here very clean, the old wooden house left over from hundreds of years was dark everywhere, and the bedding was a little ragged. She could endure lying for a day, but she couldn't endure lying for more than ten days.

Moreover, she has a strong liking for Lu Chong. She can accept Lu Chong whether intentionally or unintentionally.

But Lu Chong immediately felt what was cocooning and what was suffering.

However, this is also a kind of experience, experience and concentration.

Until a stream of colorless and tasteless inexplicable gas seeped out and the gold needle was pulled out one by one, ye Xiaomei's extremely red face slowly recovered and took a long breath.

But she understood more and more why so many women liked Lu Chong.

Then, she felt a burst of fatigue. Compared with Lu Chong, ye Xiaomei's mood fluctuated greatly. It seemed as if she climbed to a peak and came down from the peak. She was very tired.

Lu Chong read countless women. Naturally, she knew that this was a woman's normal reaction. She would be very tired, so she helped her get dressed.

When Lu Chong helped her dress, ye Xiaomei was extremely tired. She put her head on the pillow and soon fell asleep.

Lu Chong looked at the sweet sweat on Ye Xiaomei's cheeks and neck and couldn't help laughing bitterly.

If he was not in an indigenous tribe, but in a hotel room in China, I'm afraid he and she couldn't help it just now.

Ye Xiaomei is an irresistible temptation to him. He is not so to Ye Xiaomei.

Lu Chong held his breath and sat in silence for a while. His anger converged and his head was clear. Then he stood up, opened the door and went out.

He wanted to ask the man sonilu if there were mosang flowers in the canyon.

When he walked out of the wooden house, walked in the settlement of the tribe, looked around, all of them were low and dilapidated wooden houses. Looking around, there was nothing of value, which showed that the poverty of this place was not even as poor as the poorest place in China.

Only later did he understand why they were poor.

The hierarchical system of this country is particularly terrible. For thousands of years, it has been divided into four levels. The first level is Brahman, mainly monks and nobles. They have the privilege of interpreting religious classics and sacrificing gods and the right to enjoy dedication. They are the main educator and the audience of the emperor. They are responsible for monopolizing cultural education, reporting the agricultural season and the interpretation of religious discourse; The second level is the military nobility and administrative nobility. They are the audience of Brahman thought. They have the privilege of collecting all kinds of taxes. They are in charge of the military and are responsible for guarding the Brahman class from generation to generation; The third class is an ordinary Aryan. It has no political privilege. It must support the first two classes in the form of giving and paying taxes. It is the main business; The vast majority of the fourth level sudara are conquered aborigines, belonging to non Aryans, composed of senior servants and craftsmen serving meals and cooking. It is the most populous caste and is considered a low-level occupation.

In addition to the four major castes, there are a large number of "fifth castes", called the "untouchable" class, also known as "Dalits" or "Dalits", who mostly engage in the lowest occupations.

The people of this tribe are a group of Dalits.