The man said in stumbling English, "I would like to ask you to use your hemp to heal my son." ”

Zhao Chuanxin was stunned, and the rest were stunned.

Everyone doesn't know what hemp is, but as for treating diseases and saving people, I haven't heard of Zhao Chuanxin's medical skills.

Even Zhao Chuanxin himself didn't know.

He scratched his head: "I think you're looking for the wrong person, I'm not a doctor." ”

"No, sir, the doctor can't cure our disease, only numbness."

Zhao Chuanxin was speechless: "What hemp?" Superstition! ”

Kanaka: "......"

Zhao Chuanxin wanted to leave, but the Kanaka man grabbed his arm.

Zhao Chuanxin's eyes were sharp, and he wanted to get angry.

But he saw the Kanaka people pleading with their faces: "Sir, you must be a messenger who can communicate with the gods, and you have a lot of hemp on your body." Please, save my son. ”

Zhao Chuanxin really didn't know what to do, he shrugged: "Isn't there a doctor on the island?" ”

The Kanaka people said, "Sir, the doctor can't save the child that death wants to take. If you are willing to help, I will offer a sacrifice. ”

When Zhao Chuanxin heard the word "sacrifice", his eyes lit up: "How much?" ”

Uncle Li and others were dumbfounded.

Is it really good to be so blatantly open to money?

He whispered in Chinese, "Do you know how to heal?" Don't delay someone's life, it's not a joke. ”

"It's okay, let's go check on the situation first. Do you think our family doesn't cost money to travel? The chopsticks have made you Soluo fine, I really don't know that firewood, rice, oil and salt are expensive. ”

Li Shutong: "......"

Ning An and Liu Yuanshan were embarrassed, and Zhao Chuanxin said that they were like moths.

Zhao Chuanxin waved his hand: "Let's go, go and see the sacrifices...... Ah no, go see your kids. ”

"Praise you, sir, my name is Kirch, and I am a child of flames, and I was unscathed when the volcano erupted."

Keahi, which means flame in Hawaiian.

"Okay, Kirch, stop talking nonsense, your name doesn't matter."

Zhao Chuanxin waved his hand: "Lead the way ahead." ”

The group stopped eating and went to Kirch's group.

The Kanaka house is quite primitive and rugged in style.

The single-story wooden structure does not have any foundations or anything like that, and the timber is inserted directly into the soil to deal with the problem hastily.

There are windows in the front and back, and the wind can pass directly through the room, which can dispel the heat.

The gate is a curtain.

The roof is made of coconut leaves and reeds.

The people of this tribe saw Kirch coming over with Zhao Chuanxin and cast curious and cautious glances.

Over the years, their fate can be described as "my fate is not up to me, not to heaven, only by outsiders".

Whites took over the area, changed hands several times, and finally fell into the hands of the United States.

There is a steady influx of Asian workers.

As a result, as indigenous people, they have become a minority.

Now the local indigenous people have also become the bottom of society, and the traditional chieftaincy system has long been destroyed, because the island is small and densely populated, and they cannot achieve self-government.

Uncle Li and them saw that these people were scantily dressed, and each bucket was in shape and had a thick neck, and they were not good at first glance.

Even the local women, the horizontal flesh all over their bodies is full of a sense of power.

I couldn't help but get nervous.

Only Zhao Chuanxin followed Kirch with a big grin, not caring at all.

When Kirch came to his house, he wanted to go in, but suddenly he thought of something, stopped and bent down, stretched out his hand and made a "please" gesture.

Zhao Chuanxin nodded and walked in first.

Upon entering, he smelled a strange smell of burning plants and trees.

There is a simple bed made of unknown animal fur and straw mats, and several pieces of wood carving and lacquerware are placed.

On the bed lay a pale, sweaty child, next to a woman and an old man from Karnaca.

The old man wore a cloak of colorful bird feathers, black with dark thrush feathers, red with honey birds, and yellow with ...... In short, it is very eye-catching.

The men from behind followed, filling the small room.

Zhao Chuanxin turned around and said, "Look, I didn't expect them to be like me. Hey, it's really sad, just don't fool me with feathers, coconut bowls or anything. ”

Pointing to the old man with a feather, Kirch said, "This is the high priest of our people." ”

Then in Hawaiian and the high priest, report on the situation of Zhao Chuanxin.

The high priest looked dissatisfied, yelled at Kirch, and almost walked away.

And Kirch anxiously defended, gesturing while speaking, and stretched out his fingers and stomped his feet, shouting absurdly: "Retreat, retreat, retreat......"

Zhao Chuanxin looked at it with a grin.

Apparently, the high priest had also come to treat the child.

This is called peers are enemies.

"Among us Karnaca people, the older we are, the stronger we are," Kirch said. The high priest did not believe that you were better than him, and said that you could not cure Makani. Makani is a child of the wind, and on the day he was born, a strong wind blew outside and knocked down all the houses on the island. ”

Zhao Chuanxin's body was shocked, awesome, and he was the son of the wind.

Then, he took his hands, and the old god was there: "On the contrary, in our dragon clan, the younger you are, the stronger your hemp is. Newborn babies have the strongest innate qi. As you get older, the innate qi gradually disappears, especially at the age of your high priest, it is basically abolished, and you are about to die, and your life is short. ”

Kirch hesitated, he didn't dare to say these words to the high priest.

Only Li Shutong could understand English here, and he was quite speechless.

In later generations, many people felt that since ancient times, the Han people would feel that they were the descendants of the dragon.

This is pure nonsense.

In the feudal dynasty, the Pingtou people said that they were the descendants of the dragon, which was simply a live twist.

The theory of descendants of dragons only arose in the eighties of the twentieth century.

The jade pig dragon from the Hongshan culture.

As for what it is, exactly? It needs to be verified, and it will definitely not meet the expectations of the masses anyway, and it is likely to be a ridiculous product.

This kind of thing, Zhao Chuanxin will not mention it, because it will lower his own qualifications. Li Shutong will not say that he can't make trouble for Zhao Chuanxin, although OCD really wants him to emphasize one or two things to Zhao Chuanxin.

Kirch begged the high priest for a few words, but the high priest snorted coldly, but stepped aside.

Zhao Chuanxin stepped forward and saw that the little boy had a wound on his leg, which was very long and festering, and there were even maggots on it......

There was a knife next to the bed, and there was a coconut bowl with maggots plucked out of the coconut bowl.

The little boy trembled and broke out in a cold sweat.

Although Zhao Chuanxin is not a doctor, he can figure out what is going on.

He pointed to the wound and asked, "How did you get this?" ”

"The other day, Makani went to the beach to dig scallops and was cut by a reef. ”

The reef sometimes leaves broken oyster shells, which are as sharp as knives.

Zhao Chuanxin's eyes rolled: "I'll give him a way now...... Oh no, I'm going to give him a hemp now. ”

He took out a bottle of alcohol and poured it into the palm of his hand.

Take out the match and let Uncle Li light it.

A green flame rose from his palm.

Zhao Chuanxin burst into tears: "Child, you have to be careful!" ”

After speaking, he began to recite: "The four are cheerful, and heaven and earth are normal." Xuanshui baths filth, dispels ominous. The two emperors guard the door, the seven spirits are in the house, the Yunjin refining and irrigation, the ten thousand qi are mixed with health, the inside and outside are good, and the Baozi is yellow.

Heaven and earth are endless, and Qiankun borrows the law! ”

If it weren't for the fact that the flames in his palm began to burn, Zhao Chuanxin would have to pretend to be more than a while.

He clasped his hands together and rubbed vigorously, not only extinguishing the flames, but also rubbing the alcohol evenly.

After that, he quickly smeared alcohol on the child's head, face, and body.

The High Priest's eyes widened.

I, Cao, this incantation is much more refreshing than his sleepy whispering chanting.

Although I can't understand it, it is catchy, and the tone is frustrated, especially the last burst of applause, which makes people feel refreshed.

Nonsense, can you not refresh yourself?

No matter who yells in the way of "nine shallow and one deep", it will definitely startle others.

Under Kirch's self-hypnosis, he suddenly felt so awesome.

Zhao Chuanxin wiped the little boy with alcohol, and the fever subsided very quickly.

The little boy immediately stopped sweating, his body was obviously much more comfortable, and his face was not so painful.

The woman asked the child a few questions, and the child replied weakly.

The woman looked up in surprise and said to Kirch and the high priest, "Makani, he's really well." ”

Actually, the distance is really good, it's still far away, but they can't see that far.

The child was wounded, the wound was infected, and it caused a fever.

Zhao Chuanxin simply helped him get rid of his fever.

Miao Cuihua's eyes flowed, and sure enough, Zhao Chuanxin was omnipotent.

Uncle Li was dumbfounded and didn't understand the principle.

Ning An and Liu Yuanshan were full of adoration.

The High Priest asked a few words very quickly, and Kirch translated: "Sir, the High Priest asks you, what divine power have you summoned?" ”

Zhao Chuanxin got up and stood with his hands in his hands: "Why do you need to borrow the power of others? I'm enough! ”

"Isn't the incantation you chanting communicating with the gods?"

"No, I'm just using a special way to communicate the aura between heaven and earth, oh, that's what you call Maki."

The high priest scratched his heart with a hundred claws, and hurriedly asked, "How do you communicate with the numbness in the air?" ”

Zhao Chuanxin looked at a wooden shelf in the distance, on which hung several shawls printed with Hawaiian honey chrysanthemum patterns.

This should be the heroine's thing.

This distance is about four meters, Zhao Chuanxin rolled his eyes, stretched out his fingers, and stomped his feet: "Retreat, retreat!" ”

Rumble......

The wooden shelves were blown out by a gust of wind and hit the wall.

This distance barely helped, but it didn't shatter the wooden shelf.

The high priest's mouth was wide open.

He said: "Friends from afar, I sincerely invite you to participate in our summer festival of Raqqa. ”

Listening to Kirch's translation, Zhao Chuanxin was stunned.

"Isn't it for sacrifice? Don't try to fool me with any holiday celebrations. ”

Kirch: "......"

Uncle Li covered his face: Others either can't say embarrassing words, or they bow their heads after speaking.

Only Zhao Chuanxin, he can not only embarrass you, but also look you in the eyes without changing his face to see how you react.

Kirch hurried to rummage through the cabinets and held up a green gem the size of a child's fist.

When everyone saw this, their eyes lit up.

This emerald is crystal clear, it is that transparent green, very beautiful.

Zhao Chuanxin blurted out: "Peridot? ”

Kirch nodded wildly: "Yes, peridot, big peridot." Pele, the goddess of volcanoes, always has to take something with her, but every time she sends these gems. It's just that such a large gem is rare even among our Kanaka people. This is the testimony of my Child of Flame, who was unscathed by the eruption and received this gem. ”

Zhao Chuanxin couldn't cry or laugh.

(End of chapter)