Die'er didn't know how she came out last night, the old rabbit man on the stone platform was excited all night like a vicious tiger shark that smelled blood.

My father once said that rabbits bite when they are in a hurry.

She didn't know what to say about it, if she had to say how she felt, it was terrible, and the people in the secret room were terrible.

And before leaving last night, Sister Bella told herself that there would be such a party once a week.

Die'er understood what she meant, such a betrayal of the faith naturally could not be successful through a night of preaching.

But Butterfly wanted to get out of here, because she didn't tell them the truth in the first place, and they mistakenly thought that they could pull themselves together and give up their fear of the beast god.

But what's the use of that? I believe in the god of the sea, but if I am dragged over every week to listen to a crazy lecture, Die'er thinks that she will go crazy.

As she thought about the future, Butterfly covered the box and walked out of the room towards the tribal clearing.

It was still two bowls of green vegetables and a pot of water, which were stuffed into the cage by Butterfly.

"Still meat today?"

Butterfly gave him a blank look and didn't speak.

Brandi smiled helplessly, picked up the bowl and began to eat, he didn't care about the image, surviving was the most important thing for him now.

Somewhat different from yesterday, the cooked meat that Brandi expected was still lying at the bottom of the bowl, but Butterfly did not leave immediately, as if waiting for him to finish before cleaning up the dishes.

Brandi didn't know what the reason was, and he probably asked himself, and Die'er wouldn't bother with him.

He simply didn't say anything, and continued to eat the dishes in the bowl as if no one was around, and just as he looked up to drink water, Brandi caught a shadow in his spare eye, hiding behind a tree and secretly looking at this side.

He casually put down the kettle and continued to look down at the second bowl of food.

"Someone is following you?"

Die'er frowned and looked up, and she wanted to look back for some reason.

"Don't look back, if something happens, take this empty bowl out. ”

Butterfly blinked, reaching out and pulling out the first empty bowl.

"Okay, I'm done eating, you've stayed long enough today, go back first, and tell me when you come tomorrow." ”

Butterfly glanced at him, nodded silently, put away the wooden box and left.

Brandi, who had eaten and drunk, wrapped himself in a hide, leaned against the edge of the cage, closed his eyes and pretended to sleep, but his eyes were still fixed on the figure behind the tree.

When Butterfly left completely, the figure disappeared.

"Could it be that Die'er's statement about her origin has been discovered? That's not right, if Die'er is exposed, the other party will use it to follow, there's no reason not to take a look at yourself who is more suspicious......"

Brandi took a breath, momentarily figuring out what was going on.

The next day, Butterfly still came to deliver the meal as usual, and Brandi rolled over in the cage, and the afterglow skimmed not far away.

"Sure enough, it was for the butterflies. ”

Butterfly squatted down and whispered as she stuffed the bowl into the cage, "Someone is indeed following me, it's Bella." ”

"Long story short, what has happened in the past two days?" Brandi said in human language, taking the bowl with his head down.

"That's ......"

Butterfly also used human language to whisper what happened the night before, telling Brandy as much as possible about the important details.

Brandy's brow furrowed as he ate and listened, until he heard Butterfly describe the old rabbit man talking about the tribal shaman, who was seriously ill from using the ritual and was about to die, and the movement in Brandy's hand paused.

"Butterfly, can you meet the tribal shaman?"

"I don't know ......"

"Maybe you can try, like...... Wanting to see what the shaman is doing is the reason to make sure that what they say is right. ”

"And then?"

"Then you take a closer look at the shaman's situation and come back and relay it to me. ”

"Good!"

After Die'er finished speaking, she packed up the wooden box and left here, if Brandi had a way, she also wanted to leave here, since she was pulled by Bella, she felt that this place was very depressing, not as good as the rat tribe she met more than half a year ago.

After Butterfly left, Brandi sighed softly, "This makes it interesting, don't they want to think about it?If the beast god is to show his existence, then the shaman's illness can't be caused by rituals......"

When it was night, Butterfly looked at the position of the moon outside, and then deliberately went out for a walk, and sure enough, she ran into Bella, who was following her from time to time.

According to Brandi's method, Butterfly euphemistically expressed her disapproval of the beast god, and at the same time showed a trace of doubt.

Looking at Bella's increasingly excited eyes, finally, Die'er made a request to see the shaman.

To her surprise, Bella easily agreed, and led her towards the center of the tribe.

The shaman's house is there, and because of a serious illness, someone takes turns to take care of it day and night.

When the two walked into the room, Butterfly clearly saw the rabbit man who was in charge of taking care of her, and made eye contact with Bella.

At the same time, she also understood what Brandi meant, the shaman might not really be sick.

As the two approached the shaman lying on the boat, Bella shhhed at Butterfly and motioned for her not to speak.

Butterfly nodded, and began to carefully observe the shaman's situation.

The shaman lay quietly on the bed with his eyes closed, and it was difficult for him to distinguish his old age after suffering from illness.

Dry straw-like hair, wrinkled and purple skin, the whole person is dry and thin.

The exposed lilac skin highlights the green tendons, especially on the face, where crack-like blood vessels cover the cheeks, and pale blue pus keeps flowing out of the mouth.

If it weren't for the fact that his stomach was still rising and falling slightly, she would have believed that it was a corpse.

......

......

"That's it, the shaman is as terrifying as a corpse. ”

Brandi nodded, "Is this a ritual? How does it feel more like being poisoned?"

Brandi speculated that he didn't know about the orc rituals, and even the magic on the human side had only developed after he had escaped from Sears, but the shaman did look like he had been poisoned.

"Die'er, I'll say something, you listen carefully, and then take a walk around the tribe to see if there are any. ”

"Ringed grass, with a metallic appearance, does not bear flowers, and the blades of grass at the top are like two rings that cross together......"

Brandi hurriedly whispered a few herbs, these herbs were recorded in the palace secret codex, and together they were a pair of antidote potions.

But because humans and orcs have different understandings of the description of medicinal herbs, and Butterfly doesn't understand these at all, he can only attach a detailed explanation.

"After finding these, stay together, just boil them as you like, and then find a way to make the shaman drink them. ”

"Does that work?"

"I don't know, I can only try it first, but fortunately, there are some herbs that are rare in the northern continent, and the southern continent should be more common, Butterfly, be careful!"

"I understand!"

Brandi once again looked at Butterfly's distant back and muttered, "I hope it's a little useful, if it works, I can use this organization against the beast god to further contact the orcs." ”

After that, it took Butterfly a week to find the herbs that Brandi had mentioned, but not all of them were found.

However, Brandi said that there was no way to do it, and he could only find as much as he could use.

Then, on a dark night, when Bella was not hiding outside the house in the middle of the night, she quietly closed the window.

Because it was close to winter, the weather was getting cooler, and there was a ready-made stove in the house, so Die'er made a soup in the house with the help of a stone pot from the kitchen.

The next day, at Brandi's behest, Die'er once again asked to see the shaman.

At this time, she had already experienced two brainwashes by those 'godless', and Butterfly thought that those people were simply crazy, in Brandi's words, there were a large number of unfaithless humans on the North Continent, but they would not complain about anything.

But these orcs, their hatred of the gods has reached the point where there is no reason for it.

Brandi speculated that it might not only involve a tribe, but even that they had formed a large underground organization.

At the same time, led by Bella, Butterfly once again enters the shaman's room.

As last time, the shaman's situation has not only not improved, but has become a little more serious.

At the same time, Bella also began to think in her heart that after these enlightenments and facts, Die'er would definitely become their firm companion.

But just when Bella was proud, Brandi in the cage stood up, stared at the shaman's room not far away, and slammed into the cage.

One, two, three......

The wooden cage, secured only by vines, tumbled upwards and rolled towards the shaman's room under Brandy's lead.

Brandi inside the cage looked like a mad dog, staring at the open door of the room, attracting the attention of many orcs.

Even Bella and the rabbit man who took care of the shaman couldn't help but look out.

Taking advantage of this gap, Butterfly took out a vial from her cloak, and she poured the slightly viscous liquid into the shaman's mouth.

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