In fact, there are not many customers in the small shop, except for Ye Fan's table, there are two or three tables left, one table is Han, and the other two tables are obviously Uyghurs.

They seemed to be talking about something in a panic, mixed with some Chinese, and Ye Fan could hear them talking about the recent epidemic.

Ye Fan's divine sense scanned the past, and found that they didn't have anything special, Ye Fan couldn't help but wonder, where did the aura come from? Finally, his gaze fell on his sister Ye Yingluo in disbelief.

"Brother, what's wrong with me?" Ye Yingluo asked.

"It's okay!" Ye Fan was about to turn on his divine sense and scan Ye Yingluo's physique, but unexpectedly, at this time, two people walked in.

One of them, a Uyghur girl, walked in, and the men, who had been shouting loudly for wine, immediately became silent.

Because her face is so beautiful!

Her skin is extremely delicate and delicate, her skin is like condensed fat, and under the dim light, it is still brilliant and fluorescent, white as jade, and as white as snow.

A pair of beautiful eyes, as bright as stars in the sky, as tender as autumn water.

Her long hair hung down her shoulders, black as ink, and braided into countless cute little braids.

She wore a cloak embroidered with ethnic patterns, not stained with a trace of dust, and her white clothes were better than snow.

The white and flawless slender jade hands, fingers like soft onions, gently pinched the placket of the cloak to prevent the cold wind from pouring in, she seemed a little delicate, unbearable to the faint cool breeze of the night.

Her appearance and characteristics are obviously a Uyghur girl, but in the eyes of Han people like Lin Jinge and Ye Fan, and even Ye Yingluo, who is a girl, this girl is too beautiful!

This kind of beauty can transcend the limitations of gender and pass through the barriers of time, it has nothing to do with sexiness, it is just a simple but extremely pure beauty.

Her beauty will not make you feel any blasphemy, but it will make you think of any kind of beautiful thing in the world that has left a deep imprint on your heart.

A delicate lotus flower, or a light white cloud, or the warm and bright spring sunshine that wakes you up from the cold winter, the beautiful mountains and rivers, and the gentle rivers will even make people feel a deep throbbing in their hearts - this world is too beautiful and too nostalgic.

That kind of beauty can even make people die without regrets.

All the men, all of whom did not dare to look directly into her beautiful eyes, all of them had a sense of self-shame.

All of a sudden, the Uyghur men knelt down, prostrate on the ground, pressed their palms on the ground, and pressed their foreheads against the ground, shouting together: "Exalted saintess, please use your gentle hands to save us miserable and filthy people!"

Their voices were very consistent, and Ye Fan instantly judged what religion this girl should be related to, and this kind of ritual has become customary.

Seeing her beautiful appearance, Ye Fanxin said, isn't she a natural spirit body? With a flash of inspiration, he scanned his divine sense......

At this moment, a man in a strange costume behind the girl raised his eyebrows sharply and glared coldly at Ye Fan.

In an instant, Ye Fan felt a mysterious power that enveloped the girl, and firmly hindered his divine sense, which was definitely not true qi, a little weaker than true qi, but it still made his divine sense unable to invade the past.

Divine consciousness is a kind of mental power, not an attack force, and it is originally intended to take advantage of its unpreparedness, surprise, and even when the opponent's spirit collapses, the best effect.

Now, this girl's entourage, even if the real strength is not as good as Ye Fan, but with his strengths to attack Ye Fan's shortcomings, and with mysterious power to hinder, Ye Fan naturally can't break through.

Ye Fan quickly retracted his divine sense, pretending that nothing had happened.

However, he was also secretly frightened in his heart, the man in front of him was really extraordinary, because he was the second person after Ye Fan came to this world, in addition to Lin Jin, to discover that he had divine sense!

"Get up! Allah willing, this rotting corpse disease will be fine!" The beautiful Uyghur girl, a smile appeared at the corner of her mouth, looking very amiable.

She stretched out her slender hand and helped the Uighurs who were kneeling on the ground one by one.

Those kneeling Uyghurs, as if they had heard the mantra of the gods, immediately had a pious expression on their faces, and their right hands pressed on their chests to bow to the girl.

"The words of the beautiful Christie, like the words of Allah, must be right!" said an old man with white hair.

"We wanted to flee to the interior, but, when the Holy Maiden said that, we were so confident that we decided not to leave our flock and our tents!" said a middle-aged man with curly hair.

"I heard that the rotting corpse disease is more terrible than the rattlesnake in the desert, but the power of the saint can make the black desert peaceful, and the dry river can make sweet springs bubble up, and the saint will definitely bless us with peace!"

These people all speak in the language of the Uyghur people, of course Ye Fan can't understand it, but from their tone and looks, Ye Fan can also judge a general idea.

"I will go to Baisha Township, the place where the disease broke out, to pray these days, so that Allah will protect us, and He will not give up on His people." Chrissy said with a smile on her face, her voice delicate and clear, very nice.

"Thank you, Holy Daughter, you are as merciful as Allah!" all the Uighurs present said respectfully. Obviously, the place where the Holy Maiden is extremely honorable here.

Chrissy smiled and nodded, introduced the man and the four women behind her to them, and said, "There is also our great shaman Abudu and his four female disciples here, he has cured many poor patients with the help of mysterious powers, and he will help everyone too!"

Abdu was tall, about thirty years old, but he had a large beard, his face was painted with strange symbols, his skin was dark, and his eyes were as big as brass bells, full of majesty.

Although the four female disciples are covered with white veils, they have a wonderful figure and a bewitching posture, and they must be looking very good.

Abdu nodded at everyone, and said confidently and even proudly: "That's right, the rotting corpse disease is not terrible, but some weak devils are doing it, I will definitely cure those poor clansmen!"

Those Uyghurs recited words of thanks and knelt down to salute one after another, which shows that in the Uyghur area, although Abdu's identity is not as noble as Chrissy, it is not trivial.

Abdou enjoyed the adoration and swaggered, nodding perfunctorily, wiping a chair clean with his sleeve for Chrissy to sit down.

Chrissy doesn't seem to be able to eat meaty food, and Abdu only orders some very simple pasta, and Chrissy eats very little and slowly, eating only one small bite at a time.

"Brother, what kind of person is this, why does it look amazing?" Ye Yingluo said with a smile, "It feels like a dancing god!"

"Shh

At this time, among the Han people who were eating at the table, a middle-aged man came over, sat on the chair next to Ye Fan and them, made a silent gesture, and said mysteriously: "This girl is a holy daughter of the Uyghur shamanism, and her status is very high, and all the Uyghurs regard him as a god!"

"No, isn't the biggest religion here Islam?" asked Linkingo.

"No! Now it is the world of shamans, especially recently, there have been frequent outbreaks of some strange diseases in the western Xinjiang region, and this religion has become even more popular! Because many shamans can drive away evil spirits and cure diseases, divination and eliminate disasters, and now almost everyone is a believer!" the middle-aged Han man said in a low voice, "Therefore, they are a great force and cannot be provoked casually." ”

"Exorcising evil spirits and curing diseases?" Ye Fan smiled in surprise, "Isn't that witchcraft?"

"Shh

The middle-aged man glanced at Chrissy and them vigilantly, and said in a nervous tone, "If you say such things, you will annoy them!"

Seeing that Chrissy and the others did not notice it after all, he whispered: "Brother, you look like you are dressed as if you are going out to travel? For the sake of us all Han Chinese, let me remind you - hurry up, this place is not suitable for staying long! That rotting corpse disease is terrible!"

"We didn't come here for tours. Ye Fan smiled bitterly, "We are here to treat the disease! It is a medical team sent by the State Council." I want to go, but I can't!"

"It turns out that I am an expert! Disrespectful and disrespectful! My name is Ma San, I am from Central Plains Province, and I am here to do geological exploration!" The Han man held Ye Fan's hand and shook it a few times, looking very affectionate.

"My name is Ye Fan!" Ye Fan introduced Lin Jinge and Ye Yingluo to Ma San again.

Ma San was very happy, after all, the fellow saw the fellow with tears in his eyes, he called a few friends at their table over, shared the table with Ye Fan and them, and ordered a lot of wine and food, and wanted to invite Ye Fan to drink.

There are very few Han people in this place, so everyone is very affectionate. A table of people gathered together from all over the world had a good chat.

Ma San drank two glasses of wine, and still said in a low voice: "I hope you will succeed immediately." To be honest, I think that kind of shamanism is not reliable at all, it is all a god-dancing thing, and it is still up to the government to really save those patients......"

When he said this, he seemed to suddenly realize something, immediately covered his mouth, and said with a smile: "Yes, I won't say more, this is people's freedom of religious belief!"

At this time, Abdu glanced at Ma San coldly, a fierce light in his eyes flashed, and then asked Chrissy with a respectful face: "Holy Maiden, have you eaten well?"

"Thank you Abdu, I have eaten well, thank Allah for giving us food!" Chrissy prayed with her right hand over her chest.

"Thank Allah!" Abdu said in the same posture, and then instructed two of the four female disciples, "You two take care of the holy woman and stay!"

Abdu watched Chrissy and the two female disciples disappear into the night, then he turned his head abruptly, squinted his eyes and looked at Ma San coldly, and asked hostilely: "What did you just say? The shaman is just the witchcraft of the dancing god? I would like you to see the power of the shaman!"

"What?" Ma San was startled, he didn't expect him to understand Chinese, he didn't dare to offend Abdu, and immediately apologized: "This gentleman, I didn't mean to...... I was just joking, actually, maybe your medical skills are amazing, I just don't understand it. ”

"Sayri, Adilai, show your hand and let him see the miracles of the shaman!" Abdu looked at Ma San as he slowly ate the beef, his eyes cold, like a lamb to the slaughter.

The two female disciples sneered, stood up, and slowly approached Ma San.