Song Nian snorted: "It's good that you know." ”

Then, she took out the Hu people's medical skills and asked Su Qi'er to translate them for her.

Since you have reached the territory of the Hu people, you have to use the medicine of the Hu people.

It's like Chinese medicine. When you go to the East, you have to use the native medicinal materials of the East, no matter how good the other medicinal materials are, no matter how good the medicinal effect is, you can't buy it, you can't afford it, what is the difference between that and not having this medicine?

For example, now, Chu He is really upset, and Song Nian can't prescribe him a box of haloperic acid diarrhea and something like that.

Although the old shaman was quite anxious, Song Nian was unhurried along the way.

She wanted to study the Hu people's medical books by the way, and by the way, pick some medicinal materials recorded in the Hu people's medical books.

What's more...... Previously, Chu He and Su Qi'er turned to the record of the plague from the book...... This also inspired Song Nian.

These two books, one on the medical skills of the Far West, record many medical cases, especially infectious diseases, which are the top priority for doctors to record.

And the same is true of Hu Ren's medical book.

In the past few days, Song Nian has also seen many cases from the book.

It seems that this plague is an extremely terrifying thing, whether it is a grassland or a far west, and it spreads very widely.

However, there is still no clear way to treat plague under current medical conditions.

Of all the medical techniques, one of the most effective records is...... Kill all suspected infections.

This discovery made Song Nian sigh secretly.

The world's science and technology have not yet reached the field of microorganisms.

The only thing that can be relied on is the body's own immunity......

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When he arrived at the second small tribe, Song Nian found that this tribe was significantly larger than the previous tribe.

What's more, there are obviously more living people in this tribe.

Seeing that Song Nian's team of men and horses pressed over, the remaining Hu people in this tribe, as long as they could get on the horse, rode out one after another, nervously holding bows and arrows, and the two sides confronted each other.

The old shaman hurriedly went up to negotiate, and an old shaman came out on the other side, and shouted loudly from a space of about a foot or more.

Su Qi'er was whispering to Song Nian as a translator.

It turns out that the old shaman here is called Guchak, and the other is called Dujar.

Then, Song Nian heard Guchak shout "Haza" loudly. Song Nian knew this word.

It means miracle healer.

But...... Song Nian liked this title before, but now he can't.

There is only one "Haza", but it can't suppress these Hu people.

"Tell them that I am the messenger of the Black Death, the reincarnation of the gods!" Song Nian asked Su Qi'er to help him blow it.

I don't know how Su Qi'er translated, but after a while, the old Guchak and the even older Dujar rushed to Song Nian's carriage, and Song Nian shouted two feet away to stop him and not be allowed to move forward.

Then, Guchak asked Song Nian for his opinion on the respectful beginning.

Obviously, Song Nian went deep into the Black Death camp before, quit unscathed, and forgave his daughter for his crimes, which made the old shaman Guchak grateful, and his heart was a little more awe-inspiring.

Song Nian glanced at Dujar a few times, and suddenly sighed in surprise.

"Master, what's wrong?" Su Qi'er was curious.

Song Nian frowned: "This Dujar's face is covered with red spots, but there are no black spots and lymph node lumps...... In short, not the plague ......"

"Not the plague?" Chu He put down the black glass jar he was holding all the way in his hand, and frowned slightly: "Could it be that this Black Death can't be spread in the grassland?" ”

Song Nian nodded and said: "The grassland is vast and sparsely populated, and there is not much contact between the Hu tribes, so the epidemic situation in Longyou City may be completely different from this tribe." ”

At this time, she remembered the name of the mission.

Red Grim Reaper......

yes, red spots all over the face......

"Get up, let them carry a few sick and dead people, and I'll make sure what kind of infectious disease it is!" Song Nian's expression became serious.

Who would have thought that after Su Qi'er said it, Dujar over there became angry and loudly reprimanded Song Nian.

Although he couldn't understand what they said, Song Nian could understand the word "Haza".

Dujar pointed to his hand, and Song Nian could also see it.

Hehe...... Song Nian was not angry, you suddenly appeared as a person, saying that it was the messenger of the demon god, and the god descended to earth, who would believe it?

Song Nian felt that he was still gentle.

"Let the people of their tribe, all the living and active people, all kneel here, otherwise, I will send a natural disaster and let the black and bloody gods take away all their people!"

Song Nian snatched the jar from Chu He's hand, held it up with one hand indifferently, and looked at Dujar.

The old shaman, Guchak's complexion, changed when he heard this...... The main thing is that the black glass jar in Song Nian's hand made Gu Chak frightened.

That's it...... The tribe that let his daughter marry in the past, hundreds of people, died quietly.

He immediately jumped off his horse, respectfully kowtowed to one knee, and then fell backwards on his knees.

In the world of the Hu people, this is the highest etiquette of atonement.

Pray that the strong will guard against the weak, and that the strong will not destroy themselves.

The old shaman Guchak retreated more than two feet before he stopped and obediently knelt on the ground.

This made Dujar, who was alone in the face of Song Nian, panicked.

Song Nian said again indifferently.

This time, she deliberately did not let Su Qier translate.

Do not understand? If you don't understand, you'll be right!

Dujar became more and more panicked,

Then, he saw that Song Nian's eyes were cold, and the black jar in his hand was about to turn upside down and buckle to the ground.

The Hu people around them suddenly let out a frightened scream and retreated one after another.

It seems that an invisible curse will flow out of this black jar and spread across the grassland.

Dujar's knees went limp, and his old, blood-stained head slammed into the sand in front of him.

"Tell him, give him a stick of incense, and let everyone come here to see me." Song Nian said coldly, and then threw the black jar to Chu He behind him.

The next moment, all the people of the tribe were carried out and placed on the ground.

This scene made the Hu people around him more and more frightened.

Most of these people have red spots on their bodies, and their steps are weak.

Song Nian asked Chu He to drop a few bundles of wormwood from the carriage and let them set it on fire, and everyone used wormwood to "drive away evil spirits" before covering their mouths and noses.

After that, Song Niancai jumped out of the carriage, with a cold face, and walked slowly around in the midst of this group of people.

This scene made all the Hu people around, including the Hu people with red spots on their bodies, even more frightened.

Song Nian spared a circle, walked in front of the old shaman Dujar, and coldly pointed to the jar in his hand.

Dujar kowtowed repeatedly, and then respectfully took out a black glass jar from behind him.

Song Nian was stunned.

I mean I ask if you're afraid...... As a result, you have this stuff too?

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