Ancient wasteland

Ye Mo stood up silently, and followed Bei to go out. As soon as he walked out of the sacrificial cave, he heard exclamations outside.

The two looked at each other, speeded up their pace at the same time, and rushed outside.

Yu led the collection team back, and after showing everyone the harvest today, as expected, he received countless surprised and respectful eyes.

She took Jing Que out, "Jing made up these panniers, he's really amazing!"

Jing Que, "..." He has been praised countless times along the way, and he is already very calm.

The people around rushed up and marveled at the basket, "This can really hold a lot of wild vegetables, a lot of wild vegetables."

"Yeah, it might hold more than animal skins."

"I feel that there are too many wild vegetables to eat..."

"I can't finish it, I can eat more."

There was a lot of discussion among the people, and they couldn't help touching it with their hands, and they deliberately put down their strength for fear of breaking it.

Jing Que stood beside him, his back ached, and he just wanted to lie down and rest.

As a result, as soon as he turned around, he saw Brother Gao and the woman who wanted to compare his height with him in the morning, rushing towards him with a murderous look.

Jing Que, "..." couldn't hold back and took half a step back.

Yu had already rushed forward, hugged Bei, repeated his great achievements, and continued to praise, "Jing is really amazing."

As he spoke, he showed Bei the silver jewelry that Jing Que gave him, "Jing gave it to me, if it looks good, I'll give you one."

Bei squinted his eyes, looked Jing Que up and down, and slapped him on the back, "I didn't realize, you're pretty good?!"

Jing Que almost didn't let her get down on the ground. Fortunately, the person next to him helped him in time. He endured the pain and thanked him, "Thank you, it's you, brother master."

Ye didn't say a word from the beginning to the end, but Yu felt that his address was strange, "What does Master Brother mean, just call him Ye.

Wild is the youngest junior warrior in our tribe!He is very powerful, by the way, didn't you say you want to heal the patriarch's wounds, go for it. "

Bei squinted, much taller than the fish, and very strong, with dark skin, and his eyes were a bit like Danfengyan.

When he squinted, there was a flash of sharpness, and he looked Jing Qu up and down, "Healing? You can heal. Are you a witch doctor?"

Jing Que shook his head, "It's just that in the tribe before, there were people who were bitten by poisonous snakes. They just came across medicinal herbs on the road and wanted to try them."

Bei wanted to ask again, but Yu Tui pushed her, "Okay, okay, you talk too much, whether Jing will heal his wounds, the priest will know when the time comes."

Putting the silver knife into her hand, "Look, if it looks good, I want to wear it on the hair like Jing, do you think it's good?"

Sure enough, Bei didn't ask any more questions, and replied in a low voice, "It looks good." He looked at Ye again, "Then you take Jing to find the priest, and Yu and I will go back first."

Ye turned around in silence, and walked straight forward. Jing Que was a little confused, and was pushed hard by Yu from behind, "Ye told you to follow, you go quickly."

Jing Que, "..." Brother Gaoshou, could he be a mute? !

He was still wondering, the legs of the person in front were too long, and the distance was opened in a few steps. Seeing that it was getting farther and farther away, he was afraid of losing track, so he trotted to keep up.

Jing Que and Ye went to look for the priest, the cave where the sacrifice was done, and the environment was much better than the collective cave, although there was still some peculiar smell, but it was acceptable.

There is still a faint smell of medicinal herbs in the cave. The priest is a very old man, who looks older than the old man in the big cave!

His face was wrinkled, and when he spoke, the wrinkles were pulled, and he felt a little joy, and his voice was hoarse, "Have the fish returned, Ye."

Ye exposed the person behind him, "The fish is fine, he, heal the wound."

Jing Que was a little taken aback when he heard Ye speak, the master of the secret channel was not dumb, and... Ye's voice sounded very small.

He estimated that he was about fifteen or sixteen years old.

He looked at the figure of the hill in front of him, he probably really grew up eating fodder!You have to eat enhanced feed!

In the future, I really can’t be called a master brother. I am 15 or 16 years old, and I am still a junior high school student. I have graduated from Jingyu University for six or seven years.

...Almost twice the age of Ye, he is still thinking about all kinds of crooked things, and the priest has already stared at him.

The cloudy eyes flashed a little bit, tilted his head, and asked darkly, "Do you know how to heal?"

Jing Que didn't dare to agree casually, so he could only repeat what he told Bei, and finally concluded, "I have to see the wounded.

I don't know if it is the same problem, and I can't guarantee the specific situation in the future. "

Sacrifice Yuan didn't have much hope, he sneered from his nose and pointed at the patriarch by the fire pond.

Jing Que walked over and was startled when he saw it, "...he's not dead yet?"

The person lying on the ground was covered in black and purple, shrouded in black mist.

That layer of black mist was extremely domineering, and when it touched the silver ornaments on his body, it instantly stained his shining silver ornaments with a thick layer of black.

Jing Zhuo, "..."

It was clearly said that it was poisoned by snakes! ?Why do you react with silver jewelry? What kind of strange things do you usually eat?

When the priest saw him approaching the patriarch, the decorations on his body immediately changed color, and a little hope rose in his heart. The patriarch's status is special and very important.

"He is a second-level fighter, with a strong body! So even if he is poisoned by snake poison, he can survive until now, but it is difficult to sustain it any longer.

If you can heal his wounds, I'll give you a hole. "

The priest promised that Jing Zhu originally wanted to sell the patriarch, but now that the patriarch is half dead and the priest speaks, it is natural!

Hearing that he could give him a hole, Jing Que's eyes lit up, and he nodded quickly, "Yes!"

So capable, even if he can sleep well, he must be able to!

God knows how poor the environment of the dormitory here is. He even saw someone wanting to go to the bathroom at night, but he was afraid of the cold and was unwilling to go out.

Just solve it on the spot, then bury it with soil, turn over and continue to sleep? !

He can hold back vomiting is the limit, really!

Moreover, there were too many people in the big cave, and there was no privacy at all. He wanted to steal something from the space...but he couldn't share it with them.

It's more guilty than being a thief and stealing things.

In order to obtain a separate cave, Jing Qu took great pains. First, he asked the priest to use a bone knife to scrape off the rotten flesh on the patriarch's leg.

Then wash it with boiling water before starting to apply the medicine.

The medicine was just harvested red snake fruit and vines, and in the paste made from red snake fruit vines, he added a universal detoxification pill that he made before.

Only then carefully applied it to the patriarch's wound.

He even sacrificed the piece of fabric on his chest, tore it off to bandage the patriarch, and then bent it into a needle with silver ornaments to fix it.

When he stood up, he was still not used to it, and his chest felt a little cold, so he tried his best not to cover it.

Anyway, the men here show their breasts, and only the women cover them.

However, Ye next to him seemed curious, staring at his chest, and praised him sincerely, "The chest is very white."

Jing Que, "..." Get out!

Turning around silently, leaning towards the fire pond to enjoy the fire, the environment of the cave for offering sacrifices is much better than that of the collective dormitory.

What a world of difference!He didn't want to go back, so he stayed here. The priest probably wanted to see the effect, so he didn't make a sound to drive him away.

After about half an hour, the patriarch finally groaned, "Well."