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In the open space in front of the hut where the wizard lived, a dozen or so corpses were neatly placed. It seems that last night's ritual of blessing the ancestors had no effect at all, and so many Mocanians died in one night.

And last night's blessing ceremony was already the largest in the history of the Mokanian tribe. Even this did not stop the evil spirits from continuing to wreak havoc, and it also terrified the hearts of all Mocanias. Even the well-informed elders and wizards were a little overwhelmed, and they didn't know what to do next to avoid the evil spirits from harming the entire tribe.

Many Mocanians prayed to the bones in a panic, hoping that the totems would connect with their ancestors and keep the tribe safe from evil spirits. However, Xiao Ping saw that when these people were praying, their expressions were not as pious and solemn as last night. It was clear that the successive blows had made the Mocanians less confident in their totems, so even their attitude when praying changed. In particular, many young people have wandering eyes when praying, and even have some perfunctory meaning.

Xiao Ping, who was next to him, saw this scene in his eyes, and a flash of inspiration suddenly flashed in his mind, and he thought of a way to get the best of both worlds. Not only can you get the god bones of the Mokanian tribe, but it won't give these simple natives too much impact.

Taking advantage of the Mocanian people's prayers to their totem, Xiao Ping left the village and found Tulu Tulu, who had spent the night outside.

Seeing that more than a dozen dead people were brought out of the village, Tulu Tulu's face was not good-looking. Don't look at Tulutulu's repeated claims before, evil spirits will only harm the members of the Mokanian tribe, and will not harm others. But knowing that so many people had died in the village overnight, Tulu Tulu still couldn't help but feel scared.

Seeing Xiao Ping come out, Tulu Tulu also hurriedly greeted him and whispered: "Sir, I think this evil spirit is very powerful. Why don't we go back first and come back later? Since the Mocanians have built a village here, they will live for at least half a year, and they will not have to worry about finding them. ”

"No, we're not leaving." Xiao Ping shook his head at Tulutulu. gave him a bright smile: "I have a way to exorcise the evil spirits of the Mocanian tribe, I just need your help." ”

Stunned by Xiao Ping's words, Tulu Tulu was stunned for a while before coming back to his senses, looked at him and stammered and asked, "Sir, are you...... Are you also a wizard? ”

In Tulutulu's concept, only a sorcerer can exorcise evil spirits. Since Xiao Ping claims that he can also exorcise evil spirits. That must be a wizard too. Tulu Tulu was deeply influenced by the local culture, and he didn't doubt the truth of Xiao Ping's words at all - who is tired of living and dares to joke about evil spirits?

It's just that the local wizards are all gloomy and wrinkled, like old men who have just crawled out of a grave. Xiao Ping, on the other hand, is a yellow-skinned young man who is not much older than Tulutulu. This image is so different from the wizard that Tulu Tulu had in mind, so it's no wonder he seems so surprised. What's even worse is that Xiao Ping actually said that Tulu Tulu needed to help him expel evil spirits, which naturally made him even more frightened.

Looking at Tulutulu's surprised and frightened look, Xiao Ping knew that he must have misunderstood his words. So he smiled and comforted him: "Don't worry, I just want you to be the translator, just tell those Mocanians what I said, and you don't have to worry about the rest." ”

Hearing Xiao Ping say that he just wanted to be his own translator, Tulu Tulu was also secretly relieved. However, the situation in the village still made him a little worried, and he hesitated and did not agree to Xiao Ping's request.

Seeing this, Xiao Ping didn't talk nonsense, took out a stack of dollars from his backpack and said, "I can't bear to watch the Mokanian tribe fall apart like this." That's why I wanted to help them. As long as you are willing to be my translator, the money is yours! ”

Looking at the dollar in Xiao Ping's hand, Tulu Tulu quietly swallowed his saliva. This stack of money is at least three thousand dollars, which is almost the income of Tulu Tulu for an entire year. At present, as long as he goes into the village to translate for Xiao Ping, he can get such a large sum of money, of course he is very excited.

After hesitating for a moment, Tulu Tulu finally couldn't resist the temptation of money, and nodded heavily: "Okay, I agreed!" ”

"Let's go!" Xiao Ping casually stuffed the stack of dollars into Tulu Tulu's hand, and walked to the Mocanian village first.

Wait for the two to return to the village. The Mocanian prayer service has just ended. It's just that overnight, the elders in the village have aged a lot, and the wrinkles on their faces are deeper than when Xiao Ping saw him yesterday, and the whole person is slumped.

This is also to be expected, after all, there are only a few people in the Mokanian tribe, if there are about a dozen deaths every day. In less than a month, the tribe will disappear completely. Seeing his own clansmen and descendants dying one by one, how could he make the elders not be anxious?

With a few thousand dollars in his pocket, Tulutulu's enthusiasm was unprecedentedly high, and he seized the opportunity to come to the elder's side, pointing at Xiao Ping and whispering.

At first, the elder didn't take Tulu Tulu's words seriously, but soon his face showed surprise, and he kept looking at Xiao Ping not far away. Obviously, the content of Tulutulu's hand was too surprising and completely beyond the acceptable range of the elders. So he called the wizard, who had been praying all night, and the two of them had a heated discussion with Tulutulu.

Don't look at Xiao Ping's unfathomable smile all the time, in fact, he is also uneasy in his heart. He was afraid that the elders and wizards would not believe Tulu Tulu's words, and that his plans would not be able to continue.

The truth is indeed similar to what Xiao Ping was worried about, if the elder is still a little skeptical of Tulu Tulu's words, the wizard resolutely refuses to admit that Xiao Ping is also a wizard. He insisted that the wizarding profession was ancestral, and how could a yellow-skinned outsider have the ability to be a wizard? It seems that the phrase "peers are enemies" applies everywhere, and the wizards of the Mokanian tribe see Xiao Ping as a competitor who comes to steal business.

However, there is an old Chinese saying that "foreign monks will chant scriptures", and it is also suitable for tribal elders nowadays. After all, the sorcerers of the tribe have been praying for so long, but the situation of evil spirits is getting more and more serious, and the elders can't help but think of no other way.

In the end, the elder made a decision and made a big phone call with Tulutulu. And his decision obviously made the sorcerer of the tribe very dissatisfied, the old man's face was very ugly, he snorted heavily, gave Xiao Ping a fierce glance and went back to his hut.

"Wizard, wizard, don't blame me for stealing your job, it's really because my buddy needs this divine bone so much." Looking at the wizard's back, Xiao Ping secretly said in his heart: "And your skills are too watery, let's let your buddies help you, lest the Mocanian tribe be wiped out!" ”