"Do you know a tutor?" Wu Qizhang was a little surprised, but he didn't expect this witch servant to be an old acquaintance with his master. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

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"Hmm." Wu Jing nodded, lowered his head into his master's ear, and whispered. "Miss, this person's words should be credible."

"Okay." Wang Ji raised his head lightly and glanced at the young witch priest in front of him with a smile.

Her eyes were clear and smiling, but in Wu Qizhang's eyes, there was clearly a coercion that did not dare to be looked at directly, so that he couldn't lift half of the mind of lying.

Fortunately, what I said was true. Wu Qizhang instantly straightened up with a sigh of relief, and the pious color on his face became even stronger. So is this the momentum of the Great Shrine Maiden? This kind of respect and surrender that rises from the depths of the soul is indeed not comparable to the methods used by Lord Wu Qingyi.

"Qi Zhang," After a moment, Wang Xi lightly withdrew her gaze, she stood up casually, and stepped forward a few steps.

"Take out your spirit snake." After following Ah Che in the army for so long, she naturally knew that combining grace and power was the means that the superior should have.

"Thank you, Miss." Wu Qizhang was overjoyed, and hurriedly took out the weak little snake from his sleeve. In order to attract the attention of the witch attendant this morning, he forcibly extracted spiritual power and temporarily strengthened the snake body, so that his spirit insect would become like this afterwards.

Wang Ji glanced at the little snake in front of her, and her eyes were a little unbearable. This little thing is really pitiful, although the aura enters the body, so that it forcibly shines in front of people, but after the spiritual power leaves the body, it becomes so sluggish, and I don't know what it feels like in its heart.

"Poor little thing." Wang Ji glanced at Wu Jing, and the other party reached out and slowly brushed the little snake under the signal of her eyes.

After just a few breaths, Wu Jing's hand had just left, and the little snake, which was still dying before, instantly became alive and vigorous, spitting out the letter and rushing back to the master's sleeve.

"Thank you, sir." The spirit worm that was connected with his heart could be restored to its original state, and Wu Qizhang was immediately overjoyed and sincerely thanked him.

"Don't thank me, it's all Miss's grace." Wu Jingmu nodded and retreated behind his master.

"Miss,......." Wu Qizhang just wanted to thank him, but was stopped by Wang Ji shaking his hand gently.

"Someone is coming," Wang Ji glanced at Wu Jing, and after seeing that the other party had withdrawn the enchantment, he nodded at the top of Wu Qi Mountain.

"Qizhang, you go back first. Don't let the villagers know who we are just yet. ”

"Yes, miss." Wu Qizhang saluted, turned around and exited the courtyard gate.

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"Priest, take a look."

Wu Qizhang, the priest who had just walked out of the courtyard gate, was stopped by a group of anxious villagers.

Wu Qizhang stopped, and he looked at several young villagers, carrying a simple stretcher. On the stretcher, it was the villager who went up the mountain yesterday and disappeared overnight, Uncle Li.

Wu Qizhang squatted down, looking at the bloodstained and motionless old man on the stretcher, Zou frowned.

If he was not mistaken, the old man probably wouldn't last long. Fortunately, his spirit worm has just been washed by the witch attendant and has recovered as before; Otherwise, I am afraid that I will have nothing to do at this time.

He stretched out his hand and swam from head to toe on the old man's body. When he detected the old man's thigh, he stopped his hand, the corners of his mouth moved slightly, and he didn't know what to say silently. After everyone saw a series of complicated gestures, they only heard a click, and the old man let out a muffled roar of pain and came to his senses.

"Wake up, wake up, Uncle Li has woken up." The onlookers cheered and nodded their heads at the young priest.

Wu Qizhang faced everyone's thanks, but his face turned a little pale. He had just forcibly used the spiritual power of the spirit worm and performed the technique of wishing to catch the old man's broken leg, although he forcibly woke up the old man, he could only temporarily save the old man's vitality.

"Everyone, be quiet." Wu Qizhang, whose face was pale, stood up, raised his hands, and made a quiet gesture, waiting for the surrounding villagers to calm down before he spoke again.

"Uncle Li's injury is only temporarily healed, if you want to fully recover, I'm afraid it will ......." Looking at everyone's eyes full of expectations, Wu Qizhang was a little troubled, Miss didn't let her identity be exposed, but if he was alone, he knew that there was no way to completely save Uncle Li.

"I'm afraid of what? But the priest said it was all right. An elderly villager glanced at the priest with a look of embarrassment, his face full of worry.

They had been waiting for a long time, and then a priest came to the village, and could not heal the wounded in their village?

"Uncle Zhang," Wu Qizhang glanced at the old man who spoke out, and said helplessly, "Uncle Li's injury is too serious, with my ability, I can't let him recover, I'm afraid I have to go to the Wushen Temple on the edge of the Minjiang River Gorge hundreds of miles away to ask for medicine." ”

Wu Qizhang originally wanted to invite Miss Zhu, but in a blink of an eye, he thought that this year was the time for the Wu Temple to administer medicine, and he instantly changed his tone.

According to the tradition of the Wu people, every ten years in the early summer of June, the great witch of the Wu tribe will choose a witch temple and hold a special sacrifice ceremony to bless and administer medicine to the people who go to visit.

And every time it is the day of blessing and medicine, the villagers of hundreds of miles nearby will rush to the temple in groups, pray sincerely, and ask for the blessing of the great witch, so as to get the magic medicine, and protect themselves and their families from the disease.

And this year happens to be the year of the witch god sacrifice, and the place of this sacrifice is just a few hundred miles away from here, a witch temple in a large canyon in the Minjiang River. In Wu Qizhang's opinion, since the identity of the young lady cannot be exposed, then these villagers can only go to the witch temple to ask for the magic medicine.

"Okay, then in a few days we will set off to Minjiang to seek the miracle medicine." Several elderly villagers looked at each other and nodded at the same time. Even if there is no matter of Lao Li, the village will organize some villagers to go to the temple together in a few days.

Now, there is Lao Li in the village, so he naturally wants to go even more. A few people nodded to the priest and hurried to the ancestral hall on the side. They need to discuss and arrange the personnel left behind in the village by each family, so that they can organize the villagers and go to the witch temple to pray for blessings.

After everyone left, Wu Qishan casually cast an illusion, and then knocked on the door of the courtyard where Wang Xiqing was located again.

"Miss." Wu Qizhang nodded his head, but stopped talking. He believed that with Miss's ability, the other party must have known what happened outside just now.

"Hmm." Wang Xi nodded lightly, just now, she had heard Wu Jing talk about the matter of asking for medicine in this witch temple.

The witch temple's application of medicine is quite magical. Ju Wujing said that all the people who go to the temple to ask for medicine must prepare a blank piece of paper in advance, fold it in half twice, and put it on their chest.

Once the people have entered the temple, they can kneel down and pray sincerely. After three prostrations and nine bows, you can leave the temple. After people leave the temple, they need to take out the white paper they carry within a day, and after chanting the manifestation of the witch god Niangniang, open the white paper, and you can see the gray elixir that constantly jumps out of thin air on the white paper.

According to Wu Jing, this elixir can cure all diseases in the world and has the effect of living the dead and living bones. As for where these medicines came from and why they appeared on the people's blank paper out of thin air, Wu Jing didn't know.

According to him, this is a secret of the Wu Clan, and it is never passed on. Only the Great Witch herself, who has the power of blood, knows where the medicine comes from and how to administer it! Even the elders who have left office will be sealed in their minds by some kind of magical power, and they can't remember any details about the application of medicine. (To be continued.) )