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On the way, Dalanemin recounted Mrs. Qi's daily habits.

Zuo Di didn't know why his head was hot that day, and he agreed to it in one breath, but now after calming down, he couldn't help but feel a little drumming in his heart, after all, he had no grievances with Mrs. Qi, and now he wanted to assassinate an irrelevant person in order to save Red Butterfly.

Although she has good abilities, she does not have the good psychological quality of a killer, so she is naturally uneasy.

Mo Chen was careful, and thought of this in advance, so he asked Dalanemin to tell more about Mrs. Qi to help Zuo Di relieve the anxiety in his heart.

"She's used to living alone, and even the elders of the clan have to find someone to talk to when they go to Tongyu, and speaking of which, I don't even remember the last time I actually saw her, how many years ago."

Zuo Di was full of doubts when he heard it, how did a woman who is such a house fascinate the head of a family? Moreover, he is also in charge of the important affairs of the clan.

"We have a custom in the Dahla tribe that newborn babies are baptized by a great shaman to determine whether they are eligible to become a shaman. In the past, it was great to have one or two poops a year, but since Mrs. Qi took charge of the clan, the number of people has doubled, and usually one can appear in three or two months. ”

Zuo Di was curious: "Could it be that she can really communicate with the Great God of Wuha?" ”

Ne Min smiled bitterly and shook his head: "No, there are not many people in the Dara tribe, unlike the others, so even if you have a shaman, you can't be strong." In the past, only about a dozen babies could be born each year, but now there are newborns every three or five days, so the number of people with shamanic qualifications has increased. ”

Increase the birth rate, what is this, is it a child?

"Some of the clansmen gave credit to Mrs. Qi, because she closed her doors day by day and worshiped Uha devoutly, so that the Dala tribe became more and more prosperous, and for this alone, she won the support and support of many tribesmen."

"That's not right." Zuo Di raised his eyebrows, "According to what you say, she has actually made a great contribution to the Dara Ministry, and I can't kill people just because your brother wants to compete with her son, this is too careless of human life." ”

"No, it's not." Ne Min hurriedly defended, "If she really wants the good of Dara, how can I kill her for my own selfishness?" ”

"Why is that?" Zuo Di's face was a little unsightly, she didn't want to be used as a gunman.

Nemin paused, and looked at Mo Chen hesitantly: "This is a secret that my clan does not pass on......"

She took a deep breath and seemed to make up her mind, "There's something wrong with those newborns. ”

Zuo Di and Mo Chen frowned at the same time.

"Mrs. Qi came to the clan twelve years ago, and in the second year after she came, she gave birth to a son named Abba Baoyin. After that year, the number of newborns in the clan began to increase. At first, everyone was just happy, until more than a year ago. ”

Zuodi held her breath and instinctively felt that she would have amazing words.

"The youngest of the first newborns to give birth was ten years old, and all of them, except for those who had become shamans, were gradually beginning to weaken, and by the time I left the tribe, they were ...... More than a dozen people died. ”

With the last few words, Daranemin's voice became much deeper.

Zuo Di was taken aback, according to the calculation of a hundred children born every year, only one-tenth of them can become shamans, that is, ten.

According to her, the remaining 90 will become weak or even die.

This is not counting those who died halfway through and were less than ten years old, so if it continues like this, wouldn't the Dala Department ......

Zuo Di looked at Mo Chen with palpitations, and now he was also concerned.

Dalanemin's expression became bitter: "You guys thought of it too, right?" If it continues like this, sooner or later the Darabu will become history on the steppe. ”

"So you and your brother want to get rid of her?"

Dalanemin pursed her lips: "That's right, at first we were just suspicious, after all, all this was born after she appeared, and the real decision was because I overheard Baoyin's words." ”

"Is it Mrs. Qi's son?"

Dalanemin nodded: "Yes, Baoyin has been weak since he was a child, and his health gradually improved as he grew older, and he once had a dispute with his life, and he said that the entire Dalabu exists for him. ”

"What does that mean?"

A sad look appeared on Ne Min's face: "You don't know shamans, shamans can not only communicate with the great god of Uha, but also borrow some of the divine power of the great god. There is a powerful spell that can rob people of their vitality and pass it on to others, but this kind of spell is against people and is listed as a forbidden spell. ”

Zuo Di combined with what she had said before, and almost immediately understood the key, and said in surprise: "Could it be that Mrs. Qi used this forbidden technique to renew her son's life?" ”

Ne Min nodded sadly and angrily: "Because she is not forcibly extracting the vitality of the whole person, but only extracting a little bit from many people every year, so no one shows up, if it weren't for Baoyin's leakage, I'm afraid that everyone will die and no one will notice that it was her hands and feet." ”

Zuo Di was dumbfounded, not daring to imagine that there was such a vicious spell in the world.

Mo Chen was not as surprised as her, but said lightly: "I don't understand this, since I know that Mrs. Qi uses forbidden techniques, I only need to tell the others in the clan about it." At that time, you brothers and sisters don't need to do anything, and there are naturally many people who want to take her life. ”

Zuo Di came to his senses and glanced at Mo Chen with appreciation, the mentality of the superior is really different from that of ordinary people, if it comes to the meticulousness of her thoughts, she is far worse than Mo Chen.

Dalanemin smiled bitterly: "The Fourth Highness thinks we haven't said it? Unfortunately, no one believed it. ”

"More than a dozen people have died, and no one believes it?" Zuo Di's face was full of puzzlement.

Mo Chen's face suddenly showed a look of enlightenment: "It's not so much that I don't believe it, but I still have a glimmer of hope, right?" ”

Ne Min nodded with difficulty: "The scarcity of people in the tribe has led to the difficulty of the heirs, and Mrs. Qi has become a lifesaver for the clansmen. Not only that, but some people even blamed the children's grandmothers, saying that it was because they had shortened their food to cause their early deaths. ”

Speaking of this, there were tears flashing in Ne Min's eyes, and his tone became choked: "Every grandmother loves her children like treasures, even if she starves to death, she has to let her children eat enough." ”

Zuo Di sighed, knowing that her biological mother must be a kind and gentle woman, just look at her so affectionate.

I didn't expect there to be so many twists and turns in this matter, Zuo Di muttered a little in his heart, it seems that he has to investigate thoroughly, and he can't just rely on her words.

Zuo Di and Mo Chen glanced at each other and nodded slightly.

"Miss Nemin, we believe what you say, but we still need to understand the background before we can draw conclusions." Mo Chen tried to say it politely.

Dalanemin wiped away the tears oozing from the corners of his eyes, and hurriedly nodded: "That's nature, if Narmin has half a lie, it will make me displaced after death, and I will never be able to return to the arms of Uha." ”

Hearing her swear so much, Mo Chen just nodded slightly and didn't say anything.

Zuo Di moved his eyes out of the car window and looked at a dense felt tent in the distance.

Darabe, it's almost there.

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