The old witch doctor smiled and shook his head, but did not speak.

Nakula told the old witch doctor about what had happened at the fair, and then got up to leave.

"Is that Ji Nuan Witch Doctor really that magical?" Nakura, who had just turned around, turned when she heard the voice of the old witch doctor.

He frowned and shook his head: "I don't know, this witch doctor has not treated the beast god." ”

Looking at the old witch doctor who was slowly sorting out the herbs: "Do you want to meet this Ji Nuan witch doctor?" ”

The old witch doctor shook his head slowly: "If there is no injured orc, there is no way to know the true strength of this witch doctor, so it is useless to see it, didn't the Watson tribe come over this time and take out any items in exchange?" ”

Nakula sat down again: "What do you mean?" ”

The old witch doctor raised his head, and there was a hint of greed in his cloudy eyes: "Didn't they bring that medicine powder to treat insect diseases in exchange?" ”

Nakula finally understood what the old witch doctor meant, and shook his head: "No, in addition to exchanging branches and leaves and beast god fruits with the Divine Tree Tree People, they didn't bring any medicinal powder to trade with other tribes, but what they used to exchange for the branches and leaves of the Divine Tree and the Beast God Fruit was not the animal skin and fruit, but two kinds of medicine that the Divine Tree Tree People needed very much." "Do you see what it looks like?" The old witch doctor said with some excitement.

Nakula shook her head: "The Warm Witch Doctor was very cautious that season, and the two medicines that were configured, one was placed in the Knuckle Tree Jar, and the other was placed in a very beautiful small bottle, and we couldn't see what was in it at all. ”

The old witch doctor's eyes flashed with a hint of disappointment, and he waved his hand: "Okay, there's nothing to do, you go back first, hurry up and deal with the things here, and then go back to the tribe, the cold season is coming, we also have to go back early to prepare food for the cold season." ”

Nakula nodded, said goodbye to the old witch doctor and walked to his tent, thinking of the old witch doctor's medicine powder for insect diseases, after a pause, he finally turned a corner and walked towards the station of the Watson tribe.

At the station of the Watson tribe, the guards at the gate orcs were still guarding there diligently, and Nakula stepped forward: "Please inform Ji Nuan of the witch doctor, Nakula, the patriarch of the Nacha tribe, has something to do with her." ”

The orc glanced at him and informed the patrolling orcs of his words.

Looking at the roving orcs who were gradually running away, Nakula once again determined that he would not be hostile to the Watson tribe in the short term, this tribe really had nothing to insert into, it was too tight.

"Patriarch Nakula, the witch doctor let you in, come with me." With that, he turned and led Nakura inside.

At this moment, Nakula finally understood the importance of Ji Nuan's witch doctor to the Watson tribe, and her tent was surrounded by other orcs' tents in the middle, guarding them in all directions.

Finally walked to a huge tent, and the orc in front of him took two steps forward: "Witch doctor, the chief of Nakula has arrived." ”

After a while, the animal skin curtain of the tent was lifted, and it was Kun, who was still sitting behind him before: "Patriarch Nakula, please come in." ”

Nakula gave him a deep look, "How does it feel to be in the Watson tribe?" Elder brother. ”

The blonde orc's cold voice sounded in his ears: "Very good, the witch doctor and the people are very kind to me. ”