The originally lush hundreds of acres of spiritual mulberry trees in the village are now like they are infected with dark spots. The leaves are covered with large and small spots. The spiritual mulberry fruits that were originally able to be picked in a month have cracked one after another.
The dark green liquid dripped to the ground, and the entire spiritual mulberry tree garden was covered with a decadent smell.
The tribesmen brought their family with them, and had been kneeling in front of the temple for three days and three nights, piously looking forward to the God's clear spirit and protecting them.
In the temple.
First enter the hall.
The rows of cross-rows were covered with old people. The old people moaned in pain, and even with divine light, they were aging faster. Fu Meier brought a pot of five-color medicine out of the kitchen on the west side, and the temple Zhu hurriedly took it.
, assigned to other totem warriors working in the temple, feeding the elderly on the sickbed one by one, drinking medicine, the elderly moans slowly stopped, and their aging speed slowed down.
Totem warriors saw their tribe improve.
A smile finally appeared on his face:
"Mei'er, the prescription is effective, and the tribe members are saved."
The oldest totem warrior.
He is Mei'er's cousin.
Looking at Mei'er, her eyes were filled with hope:
"Mei'er, look, can you think of another way to save the hundreds of acres of spiritual mulberry trees outside? This is the effort our ancestors have spent more than a hundred years, and it cannot be destroyed by our hands." p>
"Yes, Mei'er, you are now a third-level witch, and there must be a way."
"That's right, for more than a hundred years, Mei'er, in our clan, you have the highest talent in witchcraft. You will definitely be able to think of a solution."
These flattering words cannot erase the sorrow on Fu Meier's face. She instructed a few words of totem warriors. She immediately went to the second hall to find her if there was something to do. She turned around and left worriedly, stepped into the temple through the corner gate and entered the second part of the temple.
Entering the hall second.
The third uncle was kneeling on the futon and motionless.
He clasped his hands together, and thought something piously. Suddenly his body began to tremble from the distance, and blood quickly oozed out of his mouth, nose and ears!
"Three uncles!!"
Fu Meier, who just walked in, saw this scene.
Hunted.
She walked a few steps forward and helped the third uncle who was lying on the ground up. She reached out to wipe the blood from the third uncle's face. She chanted a spell in her mouth. A witch light rushed in from the third uncle's eyebrows. The third uncle suddenly breathed heavily.
, suddenly woke up.
His right hand tightly held Fu Meier.
A strong look of fear flashed in his eyes. The third uncle became a witch queen and was always as steady as a mountain in front of others. Fu Meier was frightened by his reaction, and his voice trembled:
"San Uncle, what did you see in the divine light?"
"Curse! A powerful curse against our Fu family cannot be solved within three days. No one of our entire clan can escape and die at last. I feel the source of this curse is thicker than that of blood.
Water should come from my descendants, but strangely, Eleven told me that among my descendants, there is no spiritual qualification, how can I withstand that powerful curse?"
After the third uncle was shocked.
The brain is running fast.
Now.
They need to find the fastest solution.
"Mei'er, let the totem warriors guard the temple, we must open the altar to practice."
“Yes!”
Fu Meier took the order and turned around and walked out of the hall.
In the temple, in addition to her being a third-level witch, there are three first-level witches and ten wizard apprentices. Assisting the altar, all witches and wizard apprentices need to assist.