Liu Xiaoqiang, who ate a very normal five dishes and one soup, sandwiched a piece of bison meat, suggested to Anderson's third aunt that it was to exchange blood, because this kind of Gu worm is the same as that of Vice Governor Yang Xiaoguang and Vice Governor Yang, Yang Xiaoguang's kind of Gu is not a Gu thing, it can only be regarded as a mutation of a bloodsucking worm, unconscious evolution, in addition to the natal Gu matter can be resolved, there is also a way to be the essence blood spawned by Liu Xiaoqiang, but with the previous Gu worm that was spawned before entering Anderson's body, but the sense disappeared, Liu Xiaoqiang felt that blood exchange was a stupid method that could be thought of at present.

"Transfusion?"

"Well, witch doctors aren't what I'm good at, I'm a witch, and I'm good at dealing with living creatures, you know what I mean?" Liu Xiaoqiang saw that Anderson and his third aunt both nodded, and asked: "There are also Gu witches in Africa?" ”

Both nodded at the same time.

"Is there in the tribe?" Liu Xiaoqiang's eyes lit up, peers, how can you communicate with it, maybe you can try other methods!

"The tribe is a witch doctor, and they never said that I have Gu in my body." Anderson's third aunt is also a little seductive, orthodox black skin, not the kind of body like an elephant, but a little slender, the eyes are the kind of danfeng eyes, and the two pieces of meat on the chest are even more speechless, which is the reason why the nutrition keeps up.

In fact, African women don't mind**, and of course, for a high-ranking figure like Liu Xiaoqiang, Anderson also won't mind the third aunt**.

Watching the third aunt wink at herself, the emotions she absorbed made him know that this woman who was more than ten years older than himself was in full bloom, he directly ignored it, had no interest, and also knew that the relationship between Lu Dao and the woman of the big chief was to be posed for Jesus - the kind that penetrated through the anus and came out of the mouth.

Some tribes in Africa have cannibalistic customs.

"Where does he live?"

"I'll take you." Anderson popped up.

"Okay." Liu Xiaoqiang couldn't wait to withdraw quickly.

When he went out and told the group that there was something wrong, he pointed at Ansenie, and the girl immediately threw away the paste-like food made of corn that was difficult to swallow in her hand, which caused the others to envy and hate.

Led by Anderson, who is familiar with the road, he drove to his destination quickly.

In the car and Anderson's communication, Liu Xiaoqiang knew that the witch doctor was a woman, who lived not far from the village, lived alone, and was named Abala Muharawa, and the people in the village generally called her Abala.

The village midwife, who was bitten by poison, broke his arm or leg, or even a gunshot wound would look for this woman, without exception, this woman saved people, and as a reward, the gifts received by the villagers who went out to hunt would be hung on the wooden sticks of the witch doctor's fence.

As for the luxury of money, as a native of the village, Abala was subsequently selected to inherit the mantle of the previous generation of witch doctors, and would not choose to accept it.

Occasionally, bookkeeping is used, but the deadline is indefinite.

Although the witch doctor did to save lives, communicate with ancestors, and bring language to the people in the village, Anderson said that he was afraid of the awe and strangeness of that place.

Africans' outspokenness towards friends is one of the advantages, Liu Xiaoqiang patted the shoulder of this product and said that I am here, there is nothing to do.

On the way here, I heard from Anderson that the witch doctor would often leave patients at home, cook on fires, and take care of them for no charge.

This is unimaginable in the republic.

Such a simple and lovely person, but the man was in his twenties, and his legs were crushed while mining in a mining site in South Africa, and he died not long after he returned.

Liu Xiaoqiang is looking forward to meeting this strong woman.

Not long after closing his eyes and sleeping darkly, the car stopped, and the witch doctor's house arrived.

When I came to the witch doctor's house, I was greeted by various kinds of bacon such as pheasants and bison hanging on the wire at the door, as well as many green leafy plants in bamboo baskets that emitted various flavors, which were obviously herbs.

Perhaps there really is such an ethereal thing as telepathy, or it can be called emotional induction.

Liu Xiaoqiang felt the existence of the witch doctor in the house, how to say it, he felt that there was a fire in the house, representing warmth, kindness and other positive energy.

Feeling that this fire hesitated to come and open the door, Liu Xiaoqiang got out of the car and did not knock on the door in a hurry, but looked at the various familiar symbols on the outer wall of the stone house, some representing animals, some representing plants, some representing people, and some representing insects, all kinds of things.

Unlike the houses in the village made of stone and mud, the witch doctor's house had a few more beams, and instead of mud and thatch, it was red tiles, and this pattern and grade were the same as the chief's house, with more fences.

It is not difficult to see the status of the witch doctor in the hearts of the people in the village.

Liu Xiaoqiang and his entourage came at a very good time, and no one came here to see a doctor this time.

Anderson on the other side got out of the car and wanted to knock on the door, a black old woman with a thick black braid on her head and colorful stones tied to it pushed the door out with a cane, thick lips, big breasts, strong body, and a standard middle-aged old woman.

Her face was full of wrinkles, her bright and heartfelt eyes were not matched, and she looked at Liu Xiaoqiang in a daze.

He muttered an old saying.

Anderson and Anseni didn't understand, but Liu Xiaoqiang understood what he said, the old woman was saying, I don't welcome foreign shamans here, please leave, otherwise you will bear the consequences independently.

Liu Xiaoqiang was overjoyed, this person was really genuine, and he also replied. It probably means that I am a friend of Anderson, and I came here at the request of his third aunt, there is no malice, but there are some questions that need to be answered, of course, if you refuse, you will understand my strength.

If Liu Xiaoqiang didn't have one of the top ten portable Gu worms, he would naturally not understand Abbala's language, but it was such a Gu creature that enabled him to understand Abala's language.

What's more, because Abala spits out the exclusive language of ancient Gu witches, Liu Xiaoqiang must go in, and at any cost.

This is related to a regret of how many years a Gu witch has been in the same vein, and this regret is called "the pain of the witch gate".

In fact, in Abbala's eyes, Liu Xiaoqiang does not have any spiritual power fluctuations that a shaman should have, and spiritual power fluctuations are also soul power. How to say it, the simplest explanation is that Abala's level is too low, and Liu Xiaoqiang's level is too high.

"Welcome guests from afar, please come in." The eerie scene then reverts to the age of civilization, and the smiling witch doctor Abara greets them in a lingua franca. But Liu Xiaoqiang can feel the vigilance and malice in Abbala's heart.

"Be careful." Liu Xiaoqiang whispered when he walked past the two people.

The two of them were actually very nervous, the witch doctor was something that made people feel scared, Liu Xiaoqiang also accentuated his tone, and the two of them walked on tiptoe.

Liu Xiaoqiang and his entourage were entertained with special termite honey, wormwood tea and fried locusts.