The Cold President's Best Master

A large number of dark skinned Aboriginal children who are not cute are playing outside. They are full of curiosity about the tall Lu Chong with black hair, black eyes and yellow skin. They keep blinking and looking at Lu Chong.

If you are in a big city in China, there will certainly be children coming forward to talk to Lu Chong, but if you are in a rural area in China, the more backward, the more timid children are.

This is a very strange phenomenon. The more economically developed places are, the more confident and cheerful children are, and they are not afraid of strangers. The more economically backward places are, the more self abased, introverted and timid children are.

And the children of this tribe were born the lowest existence under the caste system in this country. Can they be confident and cheerful?

Although Lu Chong is very powerful, he can do nothing about the great tragedy of hundreds of millions of people in this country. Moreover, he is too lazy to take care of it. The more crazy the caste system in this country is, the less it can be improved, and the more beneficial it is to the world, otherwise South Asia will fall into turmoil.

He glanced at the children lightly, and there was no pity in his eyes.

Walking around the village of this tribe, he suddenly saw a wooden house in front of him, surrounded by a large group of indigenous people, with heavy colors on their dark faces and sighing.

Seeing this scene, Lu frowned slightly.

He was just a passer-by and indifferent to what happened in this tribe.

When I was about to turn around and leave, I suddenly heard a cry in the room. The cry was very familiar. It was the former Aboriginal girl Sanna who thanked her kindness.

Sanna is good-looking, simple and kind-hearted. Knowing how to repay her kindness, Lu Chong has a good impression of her.

Hearing Sanna crying, Lu Chong walked over.

Lu Chong had killed four Tibetan Mastiffs and saved Sanna, which had spread all over the tribe. These aborigines had a particularly good impression of Lu Chong. Seeing Lu Chong coming, friendly smiles appeared on their dark faces.

Then they retreated one after another and dodged a road.

Lu Chong smiled at them and walked into the cabin.

This wooden house is much larger than other wooden houses. There are now eight or nine Aboriginal people in it. Sanna, Sanna's grandfather and the head of the tribe, sannilu, are there. The very strong Aboriginal man behind sannilu is also there. In addition, there are several middle-aged aboriginal men and women.

They all gathered around the bed, and on the bed lay an indigenous old woman, 60 or 70 years old, with white hair, face like a pine crane and wrinkles.

The old woman has a large swollen bulla on her neck. It looks very serious!

That man, soniru, was the witch doctor of the tribe. He held some fresh herbs in his hand. It was the herbs that Sonna cut back with a sickle. He crushed those herbs and smeared the juice of the herbs on the terrible pustules on the old woman's neck.

When Lu Chong entered the cabin, several people in the room all looked at him.

The old man, sonilu and Sonna, nodded at him. They all looked sad. The degree of sadness was heavier than others. It seemed that the old woman was very likely to be sonilu's wife and Sonna's grandmother.

Just now, the very strong young Aboriginal man and the elders of several other tribes looked at Lu Chong with some vigilance and scrutiny.

Lu Chong didn't take their vigilant eyes seriously at all. His eyes focused on the old woman's neck. He could see at a glance that the old woman had terrible pustules.

He looked at the herb in the hand of the head reader sunilu and couldn't help shaking his head: "head, the old woman has pemphigus. If you smear the juice of this herb early, it can still work. Now she is in a late stage. If you smear it like this, it will only aggravate her condition and make her more painful!"

Hearing Lu Chong's words, everyone on the scene was stunned.

The elders of those tribes all turned pale. The strong and ferocious indigenous man snorted angrily and stared at Lu Chong.

When the aborigines outside the wooden house heard that Lu Chong dared to question their leader, their originally dark face became darker!

The leader and Sanna were all stunned when they heard Lu Chong's words.

The leader turned his head and asked, "Lu Chong, do you know the witch doctor?"

"I don't understand!" Lu Chong shook his head. He just heard that there were witch doctors in these wild places. According to his understanding of witch doctors, he could not cure the indigenous old woman, but also let the indigenous old woman die in pain.

Hearing that Lu Chong said he didn't understand the witch doctor, the old man sannilu couldn't help frowning and his face was a little ugly.

The strong Aboriginal man with a ferocious face came up to Lu Chong, stared at Lu Chong with big eyes, and his eyes were full of evil: "Chinese, don't talk nonsense here. Our leader is the most famous witch doctor among all the tribes nearby. You dare to question our leader's medical skills. That is to question the honor and belief of our whole tribe. You go. Our tribe doesn't welcome you!"

This strong and ferocious Aboriginal man has some prestige in this tribe. When he said that, all the aborigines inside and outside the door showed dissatisfaction with Lu Chong and wanted to drive Lu Chong away!

When Sanna heard the man say that, a strong anger suddenly appeared on her slightly dark but picturesque face. She had just sat by her grandmother's bed, and now she stood up in front of Lu Chong and said angrily to the strong indigenous man: "Sang Kun, Lu Chong saved me from the mouths of four Tibetan mastiffs. He is my benefactor. How dare you drive away my benefactor? It's too much!"

Seeing that Sangna, the most beautiful flower of the tribe, defended Lu Chong so much, the strong and ferocious Aboriginal youth sangkun showed strong jealousy and resentment on his face: "Sonna! Your grandpa is our leader and our witch doctor. How can you allow an outsider to question your grandpa's medical skills! Also, he is Chinese, how can you protect a Chinese! Chinese people are extremely cunning and treacherous. He suddenly appeared here. I suspect he is a spy sent by China to spy on our intelligence and blaspheme us My God... "

Sang Kun then raised his strong hand and shouted to the other aborigines, "people! Let's drive out the Chinese who disrespected our leader and blasphemed the belief of witch doctors!"

At this time, those aborigines who were friendly to Lu Chong who saved Sang Na were incited by sang Kun. They stared and rolled up their sleeves one by one. They rushed in and dragged Lu Chong out of the wooden house and out of the tribe: "yes, sang Kun is right! Drive the Chinese out! Get out!"