Bella pushed the middle-aged chief's wheelchair and walked along the dirt road carved out by the Indians to the depths of the reserve.

"Isn't it...... What's wrong with me? ”

She guessed that the middle-aged man might have seen something, but she herself was unaware of it, and she had no hunch at all.

Bella will save people at the airport, naturally she is not willing to bring the disaster to the innocent Indian tribe, her idea is very simple, even naïve, she wants to use the bridge of the Indian tribe to see if she can talk to the so-called 'Grim Reaper' who caused the plane crash.

It's definitely no fun to let the 'Grim Reaper' pay for his life, and the American law is not so awesome,

She guessed that the god of death might be the god of the ancient Mayans and Aztecs, and most of the current Indian tribes also had their own protectors, protective totems or something, and their own people did not fight their own people.

"Yes, indeed." The middle-aged chief was concise, but instead of going into the nitty-gritty of the topic, he asked rhetorically, "Bella, do you know the history of our Kuirut tribe?" ”

I know you can turn into wolves!

The werewolves of the Querut tribe are not the same as werewolves in the traditional sense, they are human in normal times, and after being stimulated by the breath of external vampires, their bloodlines awaken and they can transform into giant wolves.

However, in the wolf form, it is a wolf, and in the human form, it is a human, and there is no state of walking upright with black hair and a wolf head.

According to Bella's guess, they are a bit like the druids in the game, with their own transfiguration in their blood.

She muttered, "Well, Jacob said that you have a glorious history and started out as a great tribe. ”

She picked the good ones and said them, and no one could find fault with them.

The middle-aged chief couldn't help but chuckle a few times, no wonder his son was so fascinated, this girl was indeed too good at talking.

Be polite, speak well, and the most important thing is to be beautiful......

He sighed secretly, if you can, you can help, after all, she is the daughter of an old friend and the object of his son's affection.

His tone suddenly became solemn: "Your bad luck has not been shaken off, some kind of ...... Something that can't be explained by science is still watching you. ”

Bella's heart sank.

"I'll get out of here tonight, I'll explain to Charlie and Jacob." Her words were resolute.

Billy in a wheelchair. Blake waved his hand slightly, "No, kid, I didn't mean that. ”

"Queirut is only a small tribe now, and there is not much left of the ancestral inheritance, please keep the following words secret, even if it is Jacob, don't tell him."

"Well, I'm not going to tell anyone, including Jacob, including Charlie."

Billy. Blake reached out and stroked a towering tree beside him: "This tree was already very tall when my grandfather was there, it's really a long memory...... The knowledge of the Quirut tribe comes from the Mayan Empire, we believe that everything has a spirit, we think that there is a spirit in the blood of our ancestors, you are a spirit, I am also a spirit, and even the guy who caused the plane crash is also a spirit. ”

Bella carefully savored the other party's words, obedient to the meaning, the middle-aged chief has no respect for death.

The middle-aged chief guessed her doubts and made a special explanation.

"Our beliefs are very different from yours, and in our customs, the priesthood of the gods is also constantly changing, and many tribes still have rituals of 'killing gods', and they will mark some outdated or conquered tribes' gods on the food at the sacrifice celebrations of the new gods, so it has nothing to do with the Kuirut tribe whether the people who caused the plane crash are dead or alive."

Bella is a little enlightened, this Indian god system is really complicated, she has not studied these things in her previous life, it is completely a blind spot of knowledge.

However, the gods on the Indian side are indeed a bit miserable compared to the gods of God, Odin, and Zeus, and they are laid off at every turn, who can stand this!

Billy. Blake patted his head: "It's easy to go off topic when you're old, in fact, what I want to say is that the Kuirut tribe can't help you, you are not the blood of our clan, and the ancestral spirits of Querut can't help you, but your ancestors can help, you can pray to them for strength." ”

Bella's eyes were dull, and she didn't understand what she said.

She asked hesitantly, "Our ancestors were all ordinary people and didn't have any supernatural powers. ”

Billy. Blake laughed, "There must be, as long as you are patient and search, I think your ancestors will shelter you." ”

He pulled out a cloth bag from the back of his wheelchair.

"The ritual is very simple, but you need to understand your own strengths, the ancestral spirit is not omnipotent, don't blindly make a wish, you are a smart child, I believe you will get rid of this crisis."

The cloth bag was left for Bella, and the middle-aged chieftain slowly left the path and returned to the place where the clan lived in a wheelchair.

Back at her home, Bella hurriedly opens the cloth bag and discovers that the contents are very simple.

Some burnt yellow grass seeds, she couldn't tell what kind of grass they were.

A white tooth and some colorful paint.

There is also an A4 paper with some torn corners, with the specific process written on it, as if she was afraid that she would not understand, and it was still in English.

This kind of ritual is not very demanding, just find a quiet place to perform the spiritual ritual.

Are there any quiet places in Fox Town? The Kuirut tribe gave her a psychic ritual, and she naturally won't go to the tribe to trouble people anymore, besides, Kuirut has its own ancestral spirit, and she went over there to recruit an ancestral spirit of the Swan family, so what's going on? Kick the gym?

The tribes in the north can't go, and there's a big vampire in the south, and they can't go.

Bella in the original time and space dreamed of becoming a vampire, and now she is not so crazy, and the vampire ceiling in the Marvel world is too low.

She can only do channeling at home.

I read the process twice before and after, and it was a completely fool's version of the operation method, what the principle and what the specific meaning were not written, there was only one startup process, plus some precautions.

Bella took advantage of Charlie's departure to work and officially began the ceremony.

She found a small basin, put a small amount of charcoal, and lit it.

According to the process, she mixes the grass seeds and the paint, these things are to be painted on the face, and no one cares what they look like, just paint them anyway.

Bella looked in the mirror, one stroke here, one stroke there, seeing that there were still many paints, and then connected the left and right, and finally painted the same as the immortal mode of Jiraiya.

This thing doesn't hurt the skin, does it? Looking at her appearance in the mirror, she only felt ugly, but in order to save her life, she could only endure it.

He took out the beast's tooth and slashed it vigorously against the palm of his right hand.

Blood dripped, and she closed her eyes, silently waiting for the Swan family patriarch to respond.