After giving the blade of grass to the senior brother, Nalu turned around and unbuttoned the clothes of the three wounded one by one, revealing their chests, and they took out a small light brown clay pot with a wooden cork from a small bag around their waists, and when the wooden stopper was removed, the clay pot emitted a strong smell of herbs and earth. The two of them directly used their fingers to pull out some sticky dark green paste in the small clay pot, and painted the chests of several people lying on the hospital bed with quaint and strange lines, and then put a green blade of grass in the center of the pattern on each of their chests.

"Beate, carry the three of them to a quiet place at once, light a fire, and I can treat them." Garu and his junior brother put away the blades of grass and turned to the old butler and said.

"Good!" Garu had helped the Bill family with similar matters before, so the old butler knew what he meant, and immediately summoned a few guards on standby to carry Aitch and the others to a quieter corner of the manor, away from the power grid, and lined up on the grassy floor, and set up firewood two paces away from them.

The old housekeeper and Jiang Bin stood five or six meters away, looking at the pile of firewood burning in the sun, and two wizards who were kneeling down to the flames with their hands raised not far away, and saying something "gurgling" in their mouths.

The two indigenous shamans worshipped the flame for more than ten minutes, and then drew out the exquisite short staff that they each carried close to their waists, singing desolate and quaint unknown songs, and at the same time slowly circling around the three wounded, the whole process revealing a strong mysterious atmosphere of primitive tribes.

The sun is hot, not to mention that there is a small fire nearby, even if Aiqi and others have been cold since the onset of the disease, and the body temperature continues to be lower than the normal temperature, they can't stand it, so they have sun umbrellas above them, but the two wizards are suffering, and they need to "sing and dance" while being unobstructed under the scorching sun, they are already sweating, but there is no sign of heat stroke, at most, the already very dark skin is even darker, and the beads of sweat adhered to it are shining in the sun, and they all say that dark-skinned people are sun-resistant, It seems that the rumors are true.

Under a large sun umbrella near the fire, stood Jiang Bin, the old butler and one of his guard retinues.

"That zombie is so powerful, it's hard to imagine how the ancient Egyptians defeated it and put it in a sarcophagus." Because the wizard's healing ritual needs to be relatively quiet, and there can't be too many people, so now that there are only a few of them nearby, the old butler finally spoke out the question in his heart.

"That must have sacrificed a lot of people, and compared to now, the ancients had more research on things like demons and monsters."

The old butler and Jiang Bin didn't talk for long, and then he received a notice from his subordinates to leave, as the butler of the Bill family, strictly speaking, the big housekeeper, there are a lot of things to deal with, "Master Jiang, I'm really sorry, I have important things to deal with and can't accompany you here, if you are tired, you can go back to the tent to rest first, if there is anything, you can find Nogan or ask him to inform me." The old butler said apologetically before leaving.

"It's okay, you go get busy first. I'll just watch Garu do things here, and I'll go to rest when I'm tired. Jiang Bin said with a smile, the tent dedicated to rest is fully equipped, air conditioners, refrigerators and everything, and even equipment and venues for watching movies and listening to music, as for the permanent buildings of the original farm, because there are basically tunnels and other underground buildings and villas, the original fear of zombies or biochemical viruses coming out of the tunnel, now there is more of a weird green fog, so most of the personnel are working and resting in the open-air containers or tents on the farm. However, Jiang Bin is not so idle to rest or entertain now, and it is more meaningful for him to watch the process of Garu's practice.

Not long after the old butler left, a guard came, "Master Jiang, Steward Beate asked me to come and listen to your orders." ”

Jiang Bin nodded, pointed to Galu and Nalu in front of him and whispered, "It's okay for the time being, let's just watch quietly here." ”

The two wizards' rituals lasted for more than an hour, and during the whole process, the faces of Aitch and the other three slowly improved, no longer looking so gray, on the contrary, the green blades of grass placed on their chests became more and more gray, and finally completely withered and rolled up and turned dark gray.

Garu, who had stopped singing and dancing, walked over to the three injured people to check their condition, the three people on the ground were breathing steadily, and they fell asleep at some point, Garu gently opened their eyelids and looked at them, and nodded, it seems that the ritual should be very successful, Naru broke two stiff grass stalks and picked up the gray-black grass blades on their chests and threw them into the fire, the grass blades burned when they caught fire, and turned into ashes in a slight sizzling sound.

After doing these things, the two wizards dragged their feet slightly heavy to Jiang Bin's side and sat on the ground under the tent, Nalu reached out and wiped the sweat on his face: "There is nothing more comfortable than blowing the air conditioner and drinking fine wine in the summer!" After speaking, he deliberately looked up at Jiang Bin and said seriously: "It's still your Chinese rice wine, it's nutritious and delicious, add a few roasted bird eggs, good, really good!" ”

Jiang Bin also noticed that the fatigue on Nalu's face seemed to be reduced a little when he talked about wine, and he couldn't help laughing, there are many foreigners who have good wine, but there are few foreigners who have good Chinese rice wine, Huaxia rice wine is also known as confinement wine, the nutritional value is very high, and it is good for nourishing the body, Na Lu is a sorcerer, and he is also a cultivator, so he should experience the benefits of Huaxia rice wine, "Wait for this, I invite you to drink authentic Chinese rice wine." ”

Naruhaha said: "A word is a certainty! Senior brother, you really know how to make friends. "Nalu's personality is a bit Burmese, he has a high understanding of witchcraft, since he followed the master, he basically didn't want to take care of things when he was with his senior brother, and he didn't want to be famous, and his senior brother Galu was also a real person, so the two brothers were very compatible, and now they are a little familiar with Jiang Bin, and they have more words.

"You still need to say it!" Garu knows his junior brother's character, he is very good at drinking, but the wine is good, he is very good at controlling himself, and he never gets drunk and mistakes every time he tastes it, so he will not ask Nalu not to drink when everyone cooperates in doing things. Raising his hand and pointing at Aiqi and the others on the ground in front of him, he said to the guards behind Jiang Bin: "Carry them back to rest, and they will be fine when they wake up." ”

The guard immediately called a few people to carry Aitch and the others back, because the fire represented something, so they didn't go to extinguish the fire, and after resting for a while, they also got up and packed up their tools and went back to the tent together, how to say that going back to the tent is more comfortable than basking in the sun, even if there is a sun umbrella across it.