Chapter 662
To shut up! Didn't I ask you to take people hunting? How did you come back? What about the rest? "
The rear lion couldn't help staring at Yan Mo, the others were all in the field. "
Then why did you come back? "The female village witch is worried to death for these stupid clansmen, even the village chief elected by the previous generation of witches is so stupid!
I met the former mountain people. "
Did you fight them again? ' There was anger in the woman's tone.
The rear lion looked at the sky and the earth but dared not look at him.
The queen's voice increased, and her voice trembled with anger: How many times have I told you that now so many people have died in the village, and so many people are sick, and once other villages come to snatch our territory, we will even guard the capital. Can't hold it. They have long been jealous that we have a lake, and now you are fighting against them, don't you give them a reason to challenge us? "
Let's fight, we're still afraid that they won't succeed? ' the rear lion muttered.
The stepdaughter bào roars: You are amazing! ah? How many people can you beat? If you are really powerful, you won't be enchanted by the gods..."
Isn't he an angel? The rear lion started to stare at Yan Mo again, his arms were obviously thicker than the thighs of the self-proclaimed envoy, but he was restrained by him as soon as he met him.
Yan Mo, who was watching the excitement: Chong youth brightened his white teeth.
The rear lion clenched his fists.
The queen village witch did not want to reason with this stone head anymore, so she ordered: "Listen to me, you must not take the initiative to provoke people from other villages without my permission in the future!" "
What happened when you were hunting? What if they take our prey? We're all out of food. "
Wait until after this time. "The daughter gritted her teeth.
to make! From now on, I will avoid people from other villages. "The Hou Shi suddenly glared at Yan Mo, you said you are here to save people, then you must heal my clan, otherwise..."
Otherwise how are you? "Yan Mo half-smiles.
The Hou Shi held back for a long time, and then said: Otherwise, I will tell the adults in the temple that you are not serving the God Pan A. "
After the lion! "The daughter-in-law yelled angrily, don't get out of here!"
The rear lion obediently rolled away.
The daughter-in-law restrained her anger and apologized to Yan Mo: "Lord God Envoy, don't listen to the lion's nonsense. He won't tell the temple about you. In fact, he can't do anything about it. The road from our village to Ugan City is already closed. is sealed. "
Yan Mo remembered that he had mentioned this matter before, was he blocked? Because of the illness in your village? "
The stepdaughter nodded in disgust.
It seems that the disease in your village is more than typhoid fever. Tell me, do you have other diseases that are more deadly and contagious? Where are those patients? "Yan Mo's expression also became serious.
Chapter 430: Convergence Prelude
The patient's place seemed to be far away from this small village. Yan Mo tried to talk backwards all the way, but the village witch's mouth was tight and only said some insignificant things.
But even if the other party said very little, Yan Mo still roughly knew the environment he was in.
First of all, most of the land where he is now is ruled by the Bone Refining Clan.
Second, the level of civilization here is generally higher. Because despite the fact that the people of this tribe are extremely poor, their language, social composition, architecture, utensils and food-cultivation methods are all more mature.
While walking on the road, Yan Mo saw fields and livestock. And the people here are so poor that they have no clothes to wear, but they know what clothes are and the value of fabrics. In addition, such a poor village has bone weapons, even at the lowest level.
A bone tool is not just a bone tool that can be called a bone tool if it is sharpened. Even the lowest-level first-class bone tool has been refined, and its hardness is no less than granite.
The terrain was going down, and Yan Mo realized that the place he was just now was the only highland nearby, and there was a small village in the low-lying area in the distance that looked like it was flooded by the flood.
Probably because the houses in the village were made of mud, they collapsed almost as soon as the flood washed and submerged, and only some broken walls were left, and the shadow of the village could hardly be seen.
Has this been flooded? " Yan Mo asked.
Stepdaughter: Yes, my lord. "
How long has it been? Did anyone in the village fall ill? Are all the flooded bodies cremated? "
Cremation? "
Or buried? Did you bury the dead body deeply? "
The stepdaughter stopped, my lord, it seems that you are really not from this land. Bones are very important to us, especially the bones of dead clansmen. We will not bury any dead clansmen deeply. When their bodies are returned to the earth, the remaining bones will be picked up by us. Burn dead bodies with fire? Only an enemy would be so rude! "
That is to say, the people who were drowned by the flood before and died of illness were not buried deep, so you wouldn't put your remains outside, right? "No wonder they have more than typhoid fever and fever. After the flood, it is early summer, mosquitoes and flies are flourishing, bacteria
It is also easy to grow, and such an environment is most prone to diseases.
certainly. "The daughter-in-law paused slightly, my lord, I don't know where you came from, and I don't know if what you said is true or not, and I don't even know what these questions you asked mean, but if you can really save the rest of us Clan, my lineage will remember the great grace of you and your god."
Kindness is one of the most unreliable feelings, and Yan Mo only believes that mutual benefit can last for a long time. I don't need you to repay your kindness, I just hope that I will not spread the word about my coming here for the time being. "
as you wish. "The daughter-in-law heard that Yan Mo didn't seem to have any intention of asking for offerings, so she secretly breathed a sigh of relief, turned her head and continued to lead the way.
Tell me about the symptoms of your patients, the more detailed the better. For example, how long does it take from sickness to death? Do you have symptoms such as vomiting, diarrhea, blood in your stool, fever, rash, body twitching, stiffness, or shivering with cold? "Yan Mo asked while explaining his words to the daughter.
The step-daughter's expression changed completely when she heard that. If he believed Yan Mo three points before, it is now six points. Because of several symptoms that Yan Mo said, all his clansmen appeared. This made his heart, which had already been desperate to the bottom, raised a little bit of hope.
My lord, this is the situation..." The stepdaughter made a detailed description.
Yan Mo had some speculations in his heart after listening to it, but in the end it was necessary to see the patient to be diagnosed.
Soon, the second daughter took him to the original site of the Wadi Village, which was washed away by the flood, but they didn't stop there and walked directly through the village to the back of the village.
The terrain at the rear is slightly higher, and the buildings above are not damaged much.
It looked like the largest adobe house in the village, surrounded by a circle of mud walls as high as one person.
The step-daughter walked to the gate of the mud wall, stretched out her hand and pushed the gate open: This is the ancestral hall where my family worships their ancestors, and all the patients in my village are here, Lord God, please. "
The ancestral hall is just a word that Yan Mo understands from the meaning of the village witch. If it is translated literally, this house should be called the house of the ancestral spirit.
The gate of the ancestral hall was also tightly closed, and the village witch stepped forward and pushed it open, making a gesture of invitation. If it was normal, he would never let an outsider enter their most important ancestral house, but now...
Yan Mo stepped in and saw a scene he seemed familiar with.
The room full of patients, moaning and moaning, comatose coma, desperate despair, accompanied by that disgusting stench, created a scene of hell.
Yan Mo looked away from the patient who was sleeping all over the floor and looked forward.
I saw that this house of ancestral spirits did not have the large number of spiritual tablets that were placed in the ancestral halls of his previous life. Instead of the spiritual tablets, there were skulls hung by ropes.
There are many skulls, so many that they are dense, yellow, white, with different shades of color. A gust of wind blows, and these skulls are like bone wind chimes, hitting each other and making a special crisp sound.
Ancestors are with us. "The village witch murmured from behind.
Yan Mo turned his head and asked casually: I didn't see the statue of the God Pan'a, nor did I see his temple. "
The daughter-in-law was silent for a while before she said: The temple is only found in the city, and only the horned bone-refining adults can be the temple priests. Most of the hornless villages like ours worship the spirits of their ancestors, and some worship other spirits. "
Yan Mo noticed that the other party spoke of God and Spirit separately. So this is the reason why this village witch is not very devout to their only supreme god? Because this god is more horned?
The village witch looked at the clansmen in the room full of people waiting to die, and whispered again: Since the flood, the remaining people began to fall ill one by one, first the old people, the children, and then the young adults. We paid all the food, fur, and bones that we had stored up, and all we could. We invited the Lord Pana, who was in the territory of Lord Ugan, to serve him. Abandoned, saying that this was the punishment of Pana God to us. Not only did they not heal us, but they also blocked our way to Ugan City. "
To this day, there are only less than 160 people left. We were originally a large village with nearly 300 people! "The village witch laughed miserably. I thought that even our ancestors had abandoned us, but I didn't expect you to come... It's amazing that a divine envoy really came."
Yan Mo almost blurted out: So in the future, don't believe in Pan Ah Shen, just believe in Ancestral God, and by the way, read my name more and give me a little more faith points.
But just before he opened his mouth to tempt others to convert, a small, emaciated child reached out to touch Yan Mo's shoes, who passed by him, and seemed curious about his shoes.
The stepdaughter was just about to ask him to let go, but Yan Mo had already squatted down and put the three fingers of his right hand on the child's vein gate.
The child is afraid to slap his hands.
do not move. "Yan Mo faced the child, and his voice softened involuntarily.