When the old woman walked in, her eyes fell on Omela's face, and she said loudly with concern, "Omela, my dear darling, are you alright?"

As soon as she entered, she took the little girl who was sitting on the sofa next to her into her arms.

"Grandmother, I'm fine, it was this uncle who saved me just now!"

The little girl looked at Yang Jie opposite at this time and said.

After the old woman kissed her granddaughter's forehead, she turned her gaze to Yang Jie.

She looked at Yang Jie for a few seconds, stepped forward a few steps forward and said with gratitude: "Federer has already told me on the way back just now, thank you for risking your life to save my granddaughter, please accept the most sincere thanks of the Gypsy Rossed family!"

Seeing that the old woman, who was about sixty years old, put her right hand on her left chest at this time, leaned over to express her gratitude to herself, her expression was solemn and sincere, Yang Jie also quickly got up and said, "You really don't have to be polite......

When he waved his hand, it was involved in the wound, and he couldn't help frowning.

"Mr. Yang, the wound hurts, I'll help you deal with it right away. ”

The old woman then turned to Aika and said, "Aika, give me the medical kit!"

Aika hurriedly brought the medicine box over.

After taking the black box, the old woman walked up to Yang Jie and sat down.

After a while, the old woman took out some medical tools from the open medicine box, but Yang Jie found that the medicine box was full of bottles and cans with labels and different colors, and the words on these labels were crooked, and he couldn't recognize them, and he didn't know the effect of these medicines, but they were quite similar to the barefoot Langzhong in the remote areas of Huaxia.

"Yang Shao......"

Zheng Chao glanced at Yang Jie with some concern at this time.

"These are all your people, right?"

At this time, the old woman glanced at Zheng Chao and the others, and then she said: "Don't worry, I will heal this Mr. Yang's wound, and it will not be worse than those doctors in the hospital, you don't have to worry." ”

She first cleaned up the filth near Yang Jie's wound with clean water, then took out a brown vial, unplugged it and poured out some black powder from it, and gently sprinkled it on Yang Jie's wound.

At this time, Yang Jie felt a cool and slightly stinging sensation coming from the wound.

"This is our Gypsy self-formulated healing medicine, which has a good hemostatic and repair effect, and in a maximum of two days, your elbow will be restored!"

"Thank you!"

Yang Jie nodded and said.

"I should say thank you to us, without Omera, our family would have no hope of living......

The old woman said, and then carefully helped Yang Jie bandage the wound with white gauze.

"Mr. Yang, your clothes are a little dirty, why don't you change them with this one first! Don't worry, I just bought it from the supermarket and haven't worn it yet!"

At this time, Federer took out a gray shirt and said to Yang Jie.

Yang Jie thanked him and changed into his clothes, although the clothes were a little small compared to his body, but he could barely wear them-

Federer is a bit shorter than Yang Jie.

"Thank you for bandaging me, it's not too early, I should go back too!"

Yang Jie said at this time.

"Mr. Yang, we have prepared a sumptuous dinner, please stay and have dinner with us. ”

Federer sincerely invited.

"Yes, please give us a chance to express our gratitude!" said the old woman.

Yang Jie was also warm, and nodded and agreed.

Coming out of the caravan, Yang Jie was invited to the campfire.

At this time, the news that he saved Omera obviously spread, so the surrounding gypsies were extremely friendly to him, Zheng Chao and others.

The gypsies also entertained Yang Jie and others with roasted beef and some gypsy food, piling up the plate in front of Yang Jie.

While eating food, you can enjoy the enthusiastic gypsy dance of these gypsies under the bonfire, which is also a unique flavor.

After dinner, Yang Jie offered his farewell.

"Mr. Yang, my grandmother wants to meet you and thank you. ”

Federer spoke at this point.

At this time, I saw that the surrounding crowd had moved out of the way, and with the support of two middle-aged gypsy women, an old woman with skin on her face that seemed to be chapped orange peel walked tremblingly, looking to be at least eighty or ninety years old.

The surrounding gypsies showed great respect for the old woman, and when she walked by, they all bowed their heads reverently, looking very respectful.

"I've heard them about Omela, thank you, kid!"

The old woman said in a hoarse voice at this time, she looked at Yang Jie, and her cloudy eyes revealed a wisdom and calmness after reading all the vicissitudes of life.

"You're so polite, it's just a gesture. ”

Yang Jie said humbly at this time.

The old woman looked him up and down, smiled and nodded.

By this time, Federer and the others had brought a table from a caravan and spread it with a red tablecloth, and also brought the old woman a wooden stool with soft cushions.

"Please be seated!"

The old woman beckoned to Yang Jie and said.

Yang Jie immediately sat down.

The old woman took out a small bag with pink embroidery from her cuff and took out a beautiful tarot card.

Yang Jie also showed a look of surprise in his eyes.

Tarot cards are equivalent to the Zhou Yi gossip and divination of Huaxia Kingdom, Yang Jie heard a lot in his previous life, he knows the basic meaning of the 22 big Arcana cards and 56 small Arcana cards in the tarot card, but after being reborn, where does he have time to touch these ethereal things.

Is this to give me a free fortune teller?

After the old woman took out the tarot cards, she put her hands together and began to shuffle the cards quickly, her old body seemed to be able to blow her down with a gust of wind, but her hands were exceptionally stable and powerful, and her speed and skill were not inferior to those young people.

"Son, as a token of gratitude to our gypsies, I would like to do a divination for you. Now, please close your eyes and meditate, and when you feel like you can open your eyes, open your eyes and draw three cards from my deck!"

When the old woman spoke, there was a strange light in her eyes.

Yang Jie nodded, since this is a kindness of the old man, even if he doesn't believe in these strange things in his heart, drawing a few tarot cards is nothing to him.

He closed his eyes and meditated for a moment, then opened them again and quickly selected three cards from the deck.

The three cards he drew were the Emperor, the Grim Reaper, and the Scepter!

"What do you want to ask?" said the old woman.

Yang Jie pondered for a moment, and then said, "Future!"

The old woman picked up Yang Jie's three cards and looked at them, but her brows were getting tighter and tighter, and an orange-peeled old face seemed to be squeezed together, exuding an inexplicable dignified momentum.

"Why is this happening? Death or rebirth?"

The old woman muttered to herself.

Hearing this, Yang Jie's heart beat wildly a few times, and for a moment he felt like he was being seen through the soul in his body by this old woman!