"Where's the Chamber of Secrets?"

"Well, this is the entrance to the chamber. ”

With this, a group of warriors broke the entrance to the secret room, and everyone found the old wizard hidden in the secret room.

"I've long thought you old guy was suspicious, but now I've finally caught your handle, you old thing, secretly casting spells here, summoning plagues, and trying to kill the entire tribe!"

The leader is the chief of the tribe, the most powerful person in the whole tribe.

"What?, summon the plague?" the old wizard was taken aback. At this time, the old wizard had just put down his clothes, and the piece of flesh was wriggling inside him, returning to its original position, and the shock of this sharp pain was far less shocking than what the chief said.

The chief sneered: "Old thing, I have long felt that something is wrong with you." Today, my nephew came back from his training outside, and he saw at a glance that our tribe was infested with witchcraft, and then my nephew used witchcraft to find the source, and found you!

"Your nephew?" the old wizard endured the sharp pain in his body, and looked up at the room, except for the little apprentice who had betrayed him completely, no one in the room looked like a wizard.

The chief flashed, and a person behind him stepped forward: "I am the chief's nephew, and the next wizard of our tribe." ”

"You!?" the old wizard was taken aback, because this man could not have become a wizard at all!

Some people are very unsuitable to become a wizard, such as the person in front of you, who belongs to the type that is very difficult to become a wizard.

The man sneered, "What about that?"

As he spoke, he picked up a bottle, opened the lid of the bottle and looked inside, the bottle was empty.

The man had his back to everyone, but he was facing the old wizard.

In front of the old wizard, he took out a small cloth bag the size of his thumb from his bosom, and sprinkled the medicine powder in the cloth bag into the bottle.

Then he turned around, held up the small bottle in his hand, and said loudly to everyone: "Look, this is the evidence, and it contains the powder that attracts the plague!"

"You're talking nonsense! That bottle was empty, you just poured that powder into it! And you, you're not a wizard at all, you don't have the power of witchcraft in you!"

"Hey, hey. Old thing, your good days are coming to an end. Originally, looking at your half-dead appearance, I thought you wouldn't be able to hold on for long. I wanted to wait until you died, and I would come back to the position of wizard, but I didn't expect you to be able to live so much, it's been several years, and you've always looked like you're going to die, but you're not dead. Now I can't wait and have decided to send you to death with my own hands!"

The old wizard looked up at the chief again, "That's all what you mean?"

The chief glanced at the old wizard coldly, and just said lightly: "Your prestige is too high, even higher than me, there is a person in the tribe with a higher prestige than me, what else should I be the chief? For the future of the tribe, you can go with peace of mind." ”

"You!" The flesh and blood in the old wizard's body suddenly began to surge wildly, coupled with anger, the old wizard's face turned red, "This kid is not a wizard at all, he doesn't have the power of a wizard, the tribe will ...... without the protection of the wizard"

"The tribe has not lost the protection of the wizard, old thing, you have deceived people all your life, so deceived that you even believe yourself. The sorcerer's shelter is all bullshit, you have nothing to do every day, but you enjoy a lot of supplies, and you even go against me on a lot of decisions, and what do you do? Hmm? Holding those broken papers, babbling about those bottles and cans, putting bugs and stones in them. And when someone asks you a question, you always say something that has been arranged a long time ago. But you can't tell you what the arrangement is. All these things you do are to find a mentally handicapped person to do it, and this nephew of mine is smart and clever, and the most important thing is that he supports me and can bring my power in the tribe to the top. So that my ideas can be thoroughly implemented. In that case, why should I keep an old liar who is against me?"

"What! I'm a liar! You say I'm a liar?! I've been guarding the tribe for nearly 100 years! I've used my witchcraft countless times to save the tribe from danger. Your family has been watched by me for generations! You! When I was a child, someone was assassinated by witchcraft, and if I hadn't discovered it in time, I would have countered it before he started it, and you would be dead by now! You actually called me a liar!"

The old wizard never expected that the current chief would actually see him like this.

The chief didn't believe in witchcraft!

"Do you think I'm a liar, do you want me dead too?!"

The old wizard yelled at the group of warriors from the tribe behind the chief.

The warriors didn't speak, just looked at the old wizard with cold eyes.

The old wizard looked at these expressionless warriors, and suddenly felt like a dead heart.

"There are thousands of people in our tribe. I know everybody. And you are the mainstay of this tribe. Now you don't trust me either? You think I'm a liar? I've been guarding the tribe for 100 years, and that's what happened to me? Hahaha, hahahahaha!"

Although the old wizard was smiling, two lines of old tears burst out of his eyes involuntarily.

The chief's nephew on the side had a hideous face: "Old immortal, your days are over, what I poured into this bottle just now is the poison powder I have worked hard to obtain, which I extracted and made from a special poisonous snake." I'm a medicine man, and witchcraft is an ethereal deception, but medicine is the real thing. With me, the tribe will be more prosperous, and you, an old liar, are my stepping stones! This poisonous powder is nothing to do in a special cloth bag, once it leaves the cloth bag, the poison will be stimulated when it is put in the air for a period of time. The reason why you were allowed to talk so much nonsense just now is to wait until the toxicity sets in. Now I sprinkle this poison on you, and your flesh will melt away, and you will be turned into a puddle of pus and blood! Then I will take your pus and blood before the people, and say that you have been killed by my witchcraft, and then expose your madness of spreading the plague, and then I will become a new sorcerer with the support of the chief. ”

As he spoke, the chief's nephew raised the bottle in his hand and sprinkled the powder on the old wizard who was unable to move because of the fusion of flesh.

"Ahh

The powder was indeed as the chief's nephew said, and the flesh melted as soon as it touched it.

The old wizard's skin began to melt like snow under the scorching sun.