The warehouse lights were a little dim, the surrounding walls were full of debris, and the vision strengthened by the spirit made Chang Dong clearly see several cardboard boxes printed with "amoxicillin" and "buprenofi" in English.

Above these debris, hang a large number of voodoo dolls woven from bones, straw, and wool.

Each of these dolls was very dirty, with black stains solidified on them, and in Chang Dong's spirit vision, many voodoo dolls actually rotated one after another spiritual energy, which was a sign that a spirit was about to be born.

This scene made Chang Dong's eyes flicker.

Walking deeper into the warehouse, the space finally opened up a lot.

It is a place with a bedroom and a living room, a dirty bed, a bench and chair with missing legs, and a dining table welded with scrap steel bar.

On the only single couch that was still clean and intact, sat a thin white woman with curdled hair.

The warehouse was dimly lit, but it didn't hide her glowing eyes.

In Chang Dong's field of vision, behind her clearly appeared a fallen angel with a sheep-shaped head, a head with two horns, closed eyes, hands around, and twelve huge black wings behind her back?

Let's call it a black-winged angel!

Chang Dong glanced at it, and his gaze fell on Arthur.

Arthur sat on a last-century-style iron-framed chair, staring at him with a fierce gaze that didn't look like he had been forcibly kidnapped at all.

This scene made Chang Dong's eyes narrow.

"Arthur said you were the third category, I thought you and I should be the same kind of people, but the great Azazler told me that you are - the outer god!"

Chang Dong grinned lightly, okay, this is the fourth identity after borrowing the corpse to return the soul, changing his life against the sky, and reincarnating with power?

Chang Dong didn't pay attention to Prima's divine chatter, and looked at Arthur: "Betraying an employer is not a good quality. ”

"No, we haven't signed a contract yet, so you're not my employer yet. I just don't want to waste the last few months of my life on meaningless things, so I'll have to check it out. Arthur shook his head.

As soon as these words came out, Chang Dong's eyes narrowed, and he suddenly felt that he saw his own shadow from Arthur.

All equally suspicious!

"Really? What are the results? ”

"I didn't expect it."

"Then why are you still here?"

Prima laughed, "Of course I asked him to stay here, otherwise, why would you come over?" ”

Chang Dong took a deep look at the expressionless Arthur, and turned his head to look at Prima: "Dear Lady Prima, I wonder if you suddenly summoned me here, do you have any orders?" ”

"I'm not arrogant enough to command the outer gods, I just want to do a humble business with you."

"Oh? Let's hear it. ”

Chang Dong's heart moved, it seems that Kiprin was also frightened by the name of the god creator, this Prima seems to be completely sane and still alive!

"I need your power to heal Arthur."

When Prima said this, Chang Dong looked at her aging body, and a sense of realization was born in his heart.

“…… In exchange, I can give you a portion of God's food. Prima pointed to the voodoo doll that hung all over the room.

Seeing this, Chang Dong's expression suddenly darkened.

Nima!

"I don't need these things!"

"Don't be too greedy for the gods, this food is already my savings for most of my life."

Chang Dong's face became darker and darker, Nima, these voodoo dolls may be a valuable resource for other god makers.

But for him, it's not just pollution.

Unless he masters the Forgetfulness Chapter!

And the Taishang forgetfulness chapter must have the effect that Fei Shanzhuo said.

Even so, though, these voodoo dolls aren't worth much.

Because at that time, he could simply wander around the places where the faith gathered, and he could easily collect enough spiritual energy.

"No, I really don't." Chang Dong shook his head.

At this moment, a black man suddenly broke in, and he said a lot of words with a nervous face, because the speed of speech was too fast, and there was a certain dialect, Chang Dong could only hear a rough idea, as if someone was sick, and asked to see Yunyun outside.

"Let him in!" Prima quickly stood up.

The black man yelled out.

Not long after, a large group of people barged in with a middle-aged man.

The group carried the middle-aged man into the "living room" and, under Prima's command, laid him flat on the ground.

At this time, even Chang Dong, who didn't understand medical skills, could see that this middle-aged man was in a very bad condition.

His face was pale, he tried his best to breathe, his expression was extremely painful, and he was covered in a cold sweat.

"He, like me, was terminally ill and lived on Prima for three years." I don't know when, in order to make room for treatment, Arthur walked to Chang Dong's side, and said calmly, like an outsider.

Chang Dong did not speak.

While Arthur was talking, Prima was already carrying a porcelain bowl and, with the help of the patient's family, poured some cloudy liquid into the patient's mouth.

Then Prima fell to her knees as if she were hysterical, muttering something to her.

With her prayers, the patient's expression of pain gradually eased up, and his family slowly breathed a sigh of relief.

"I guess you're thinking, it's painkillers working, right?" Arthur said.

Chang Dong didn't say anything.

Compared with the abuse of antibiotics in Zhuxia, it is the abuse of painkillers in foreign countries.

In fact, many human diseases are not cured by drugs, but immunity plays a role, and many drugs only relieve symptoms and make people more comfortable.

Therefore, this has become the basis for the abuse of painkillers by many unscrupulous doctors.

"I thought it was like this at first, until the painkillers no longer worked, I lowered my head and knelt at Ms. Prima's feet, and it turned out that the same painkillers worked 200% in her hands, and patients who were older than me can now lie in the cemetery and listen to the thoughts of their families, and I am still standing here."

"Maybe it's the placebo effect." Chang Dong said casually, but in his vision, he clearly saw that the black-winged angel flapped its wings along with Prima's prayer.

In the spiritual vision, the volume of the black-winged angel's psionic energy was imperceptibly dimmed, and this energy was transferred to Prima's body in some form, and then put it on the patient's body.

The patient's spirit, which had been dimmed by physical illness, became clearer and even began to feed back to the physical body.

An effect similar to the Plague Charm takes effect on the patient!

It's just that compared to the specialty of the plague suppression talisman, this power is obviously still in its infancy.

"No, it's not a placebo effect, I've experienced it myself, I'm a very suspicious person, it's almost impossible to be affected by the placebo effect." Arthur shook his head.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Chang Dong turned his head and asked, "Why did you help her?" ”

It seemed like there was no end to it, but Arthur understood.

Yes, judging by many details, it is not so much that Prima imprisoned Arthur, but that Arthur took the initiative to cooperate with Prima.

Arthurio was silent for a while, "I was a selfish ghost when I was young......"

"Getting to the point." Chang Dong interrupted unceremoniously.

"That's the answer." Arthur pointed to the picture of the family members desperately thanking the patient as he reassured.

When Changdong looked over, the family members were paying.

It was the largest denomination of coins, equivalent to 20 yuan in Zhuxia.