The visitor knelt down and looked at these fruits carefully, and the more he looked at them, the more shocked he became. These fruits were exquisite and plump, with the right color and strong fruity aroma, as if they had just been picked from the tree.
"Is this really what she gave to you?"
"Yes! The benefactor is like this...and then..."
Ya gesticulated excitedly, her face flushed with excitement, and her eyes full of admiration.
Just brush it and change it?
The clan members were surprised. Could it be that the benefactor also had the same abilities as the clan leader?
Can you change things out of thin air?
Does she have the power of a god?
If Ling Xuewei knew what this person was thinking at this moment, she would be very speechless. It's just an ordinary storage space, it has nothing to do with gods or anything, okay?
However, the reason why the patriarch was able to conjure objects out of thin air was because he had a storage ring in his hand.
This spiritual ring symbolizes authority and identity in the clan. It is a badge that only the clan leader can possess. It has been passed down from generation to generation for hundreds of years and is exclusive to the clan leader.
Because the tribesmen do not understand what "storage" and "space" are, they only deify things they cannot understand, so they have the term "god power".
"...these things?" Ya asked cautiously. The tribesman looked at her complicatedly. After a long time, he said, "Since she gave it to you, then you can take it."
"Don't you need to hand it over to the clan?"
"Need not."
The tribesmen also knew that there was a sick younger brother in the Ya family.
Ya's father, brother, and mother-in-law are all dead, and only their poor siblings are left in the family. In addition, she was selected as a sacrifice before. Although they don't say it, they can't help but feel a little guilty in their hearts...
"Then over there with the witch doctor..."
"I'll go and say, you go back, I'm here to guard you, and you go and spend more time with Guo."
"Thanks!"
Ya was really grateful and had no resentment towards the clan members because of the sacrifice.
Before, so many people were sacrificed to the Poseidon, but she managed to survive. If the disaster in the clan cannot be eliminated because of her, she will spend her whole life in regret.
Although the people here are uncivilized, superstitious and stubborn, their loyalty to the tribe is unparalleled.
Yaxin picked up the bamboo basket and left. When she returned to her residence, her brother was still sleeping. She put the bamboo basket down and called him, "Brother, wake up."
No response for a long time.
"Brother?"
Only then did she realize that something was wrong with her brother.
Ya ran out in a hurry and found the witch doctor, "Witch doctor, come and see my brother, he is in bad condition!"
The witch doctor immediately followed her over. After the examination was completed, she shook her head and said, "He is too sick and there is nothing I can do."
Ya was stunned!
The whole person seemed to have lost all strength and fell to the ground!
"No, no... I don't believe it..."
"He is too young and has not yet become a warrior. It is already a miracle that he can survive until now."
It would be difficult for an ordinary child to survive even one day. If he persisted for three days, his willpower would be very strong, but this is already the limit.
"No! Brother will be fine!" Yalian crawled over and hugged Brother's young, lifeless body, tears rolling down his face.
She only has Adi as a relative, and she must not lose him too!
The tribesmen who came with her looked at her with sympathy. Scenes like this happened every day in the tribe, and they had long been numb.
But seeing their relatives and clan members die one by one, including many young children, they still felt sad.
At this moment, a person suddenly ran outside, "Witch doctor, witch doctor! Patriarch, Patriarch, is he awake?!"
"What did you say?!"
"real?!"
One stone stirs up a thousand waves!
Everyone was overjoyed, and the witch doctor quickly stepped forward, "Are you serious?!"
"It's absolutely true, I saw it with my own eyes! As soon as the patriarch wakes up, I will come and inform you."
"Very good!"
"The patriarch is really awake!"
"Can foreigners really cure this strange disease?"
…
When Ya on the side heard this, her eyes lit up! Without saying a word, she picked up the fruit and rushed out!
"elegant!!"
"Follow me quickly!"
The tribesmen immediately chased after him, but Ya was so fast that he disappeared in the blink of an eye.
Here, Ling Xuewei heard the sound and came out of the house. She looked up and saw a figure rushing towards her. He knelt down directly in front of her and said, "Benefactor, please save my brother!"
Only then did Ling Xuewei see clearly that the person coming was Ya.
Ya's face was full of tears at this moment, her expression was panicked, and she was holding a boy in her arms. The boy was about five or six years old, thin and frail, and his exposed arms were covered with festering wounds.
Ling Xuewei understood immediately.
"My brother is seriously ill. I have no other choice. I ask my benefactor to have mercy on him. As long as my benefactor is willing to save him, I am willing to serve you for the rest of my life..." Because he was too excited, Ya spoke intermittently, and there were many words that were vague.
place.
But Ling Xuewei probably understood.
At this time, the witch doctor and his tribe arrived and looked at Ya kneeling on the ground. For a moment, they hesitated whether to stop him.
"Clan leader!"
Suddenly there was a cry of surprise, and they saw their clan leader being helped out of the house. Everyone was shocked to see that he was not only awake, but could even move around.
"Chief, are you okay?"
The witch doctor stepped forward and looked the clan leader up and down, his expression unable to conceal his excitement.
The same goes for other tribesmen.
"I'm feeling better," the clan leader said to everyone.
As soon as he woke up, he felt much better.
Before, the muscles all over his body were aching, and the festering wounds tortured him all the time. If it weren't for his strong mental strength, he might not be able to hold on long ago. After waking up, the pain was much reduced, and the wound felt cool and there was no burning.
Burning pain...
Although he vomited blood once after waking up, all he vomited out was black blood. On the contrary, after vomiting, he felt a lot more relaxed.
It seems that this foreigner is indeed quite capable.
"I apologize to both of you for being rude before." The clan leader looked at Ling Xuewei and bowed respectfully. He put his hand on his chest, which represented the highest respect of their clan.
When the others saw this, they also saluted immediately.
At this moment, they let down their guard and sincerely expressed their most sincere gratitude to the two people who had helped them.
Although they are xenophobic, they are sincerely grateful to those who have helped them.
"It was you who cured me, thank you."
The witch doctor looked complicated and acted as a translator.
Ling Xuewei looked at the patriarch and said helplessly, "You can't get up yet. Go back and lie down to avoid a recurrence of the condition."
At this time, the clan leader suddenly bowed to Ling Xuewei, "Please save my clansman!"
"Please save our people!"
The others watched the clan leader kneel down, and they all knelt on the ground. Ling Xuewei was stunned, looked at the witch doctor beside her, and knelt down towards her.