"It turned out to be her!"

"It must be her, didn't you see that she killed all her men!"

The crowd suddenly became noisy, and when she heard that the ominous woman was herself, Dolma didn't have too much sadness on her face, and walked out of the team indifferently. [No pop-ups]

Her husband died before she could cross the door, and she couldn't marry anyone again, which made Dolma feel that it was not interesting to live.

This is just the right relief for her.

For the people of the Wei tribe, the witch god is the supreme existence.

Although the witch envoy is not a witch god, what he says is the will of the witch god, so no one will resist.

"Sister Zhuoma is too pitiful, isn't it? The man who just died, and now she is treated as an ominous woman. Lin Shiyan said with some sympathy.

Wang Dadong also shook his head, although he disagreed with the superstitious practice of the Wei people, but after all, this is the customs and culture of others, and he is not good at C.

"Someone, send this ominous woman to the sacrificial bed. The sorcerer shouted.

Soon, several hardcover men carried Zhuoma into the house.

The sorcerer began to dance strangely again, chanting incantations that were incomprehensible.

The people folded their hands and listened reverently to the messenger's mantras.

After about twenty minutes, Dolma was carried out.

At this time, Zhuoma was tied to a wooden stake, his clothes were taken off, and his body was painted with colorful oil paint.

At this time, the messenger took out a thorny thorn strip and began to whip it on Dolma.

It is also called in the name of driving away bad luck.

Soon, Dolma was cracked open and made a painful sound.

The female boss couldn't stand it anymore, and leaned on her head in Wang Dadong's arms.

In the face of this cruel scene, everyone was very indifferent, even Yang Jin Nainai, Haza, and Mei Duo did not come forward to stop it.

The messenger whipped a total of ninety-nine eighty-one lashes before he stopped beating.

At this time, Dolma no longer has a single intact skin on her body except for a face full of tears.

After driving away the bad luck, the messenger dipped a wicker stick in a basin and sprinkled it on the scarred Dolma.

This is the sprinkling of holy water, which is meant to purify the calamity.

When the water from the basin was poured on Dolma, Dolma let out a miserable cry.

It turned out that the basin was not filled with ordinary water, but salt water.

The so-called sprinkling salt on the wound is this truth.

After sprinkling the holy water, Dolma had already fainted in pain.

"Alright, now carry this ominous woman to the temple of the witch god, sacrifice for three days, and then inflict the ember punishment, and the witch god will descend a divine skill to save his suffering people. ”

"Witch God!"

"Witch God!"

All the people chanted the name of the witch god together.

"What is the ember punishment?" asked Lin Shiyan with some reluctance.

After all, Dolma was pitiful enough at this time, not only was he stripped naked and whipped, but he also sprinkled salt on his wounds.

"It's burning at the stake. Haza said lightly, as if it was not his relatives who were going to accept the embers.

"What?" Lin Shiyan jumped up immediately when she heard this.

Originally, she thought that if she put Zhuoma in the witch temple for three days, the whole sacrifice process would be over, but she didn't expect that Zhuoma would be burned at the stake in the end.

"She's your relative, won't you save her?" Lin Shiyan looked at Haza in disbelief.

"That is the will of the witch god, no one can resist, and to become a sacrifice of the witch god, that is her highest glory. ”

"Carry the sacrifice away?" said the messenger, waving a steel fork.

At this time, Lin Shiyan stood in front of Zhuoma and said loudly: "No, I don't allow you to do this, you are killing people and breaking the law!"

"Miss, please get out of the way immediately, otherwise it will be blasphemy, blasphemy to the witch god, then I can only sacrifice you to the witch god. The messenger said coldly.

"You dare!" Lin Shiyan's female boss took out the momentum.

At this time, Wang Dadong suddenly stood up and smiled at the witch envoy: "Lord witch envoy, this girl is not sensible, don't be like her." ”

Then, Wang Dadong pulled Lin Shiyan back.

"Wang Dadong, you coward!" Lin Shiyan's teeth itched, but she couldn't resist Wang Dadong's strength.

In this way, Zhuoma was carried away by the two people.

Until she returned to Yang Jin Nainai's house, the female boss still glared at Wang Dadong angrily.

Wang Dadong sighed and said, "You also saw it just now, for the people of the Wei tribe, the witch god is their god, even Yang Jin Nainai Haza and they didn't say anything, what are you fooling around with an outsider? Could it be that you also want to be treated as a sacrifice?"

"I'm saving people, not messing around, I don't believe they dare to treat me as a sacrifice!"

"Don't dare, I'm afraid that the witch gods will let them die, and they will not hesitate. Wang Dadong said coldly.

"Brother Tashi is right, in our clan, the witch god is the supreme existence, no one can refute his words, even if the witch god wants Mei Duo to die, Mei Duo will not hesitate. Mei Duo, who has always been cheerful and lively, said very seriously at this time.

At this time, the female boss finally believed Wang Dadong's words, "Then, will we let Sister Zhuoma be burned alive? She is so pitiful......

Thinking of what happened to Zhuoma, Lin Shiyan, who is also a woman, couldn't help but cry.

"Mei Duo, can you show me Yang Jin Nainai's patient?" Wang Dadong said suddenly.

The reason for this sacrifice is because of those few patients who were suffering from strange diseases, and if he could cure the patients, maybe he would not have to sacrifice Dolma.

Mei Duo nodded, and then took Wang Dadong to enter the ward, and the patients in the ward snorted.

Wang Dadong walked to the hospital bed, picked up a patient's hand and began to take the pulse.

Lin Shiyan looked at Wang Dadong with a strange expression: "Will you still see a doctor?"

Wang Dadong smiled faintly: "I said, I can do anything." ”

"Cut, then do you see what disease they have?" Lin Shiyan scoffed at Wang Dadong's words.

If this guy can heal, the sow will be able to go up the tree.

Wang Dadong didn't say anything, and helped everyone take the pulse.

"Brother Tashi, do you know what disease they have?" Meadow asked in a low voice.

Wang Dadong shook his head.

After leaving the ward, Wang Dadong called Lin Shiyan aside.

"Wang Dadong, aren't you omnipotent? Why, you can't even tell what other people are sick about?" Lin Shiyan clasped her hands on her chest and looked at Wang Dadong coldly.

She is still angry that Wang Dadong stopped her and didn't let her help Zhuoma?

Wang Dadong said lightly: "They are not sick at all, of course I can't see what they are sick with." ”

"What? aren't they sick?" exclaimed the boss.

Wang Dadong hurriedly covered the mouth of the female boss, frowned and said: "You be quiet, I suspect that someone is deliberately playing ghosts, these people are not sick, but have been hit by a head-lowering technique called pain reduction." ”