Dawn of the Grey Tower

It didn't take much time to get the story from Uvel. In fact, it doesn't need to be explained by the headman. Just looking at the scene in front of the cheese can already guess a seven or eight. It's just that the mage knows most of the time that this self-understanding understanding is the farthest error from the facts, so he still sorts out the information quickly while shaping his mystery in front of the tribal crowd. Perhaps for Uvel, it is quite tedious to solve such challenges, but with the intervention of cheese, the situation will naturally change.

"Tell them that I am a wandering shaman who has a relationship with Wu Qi. This arrival is to convey the omen that Wan Ling gave me. Wu Qi was sick because he confirmed the information I brought to Wan Ling last night. Acting on his behalf as a tribal shaman. As for the language, when I left the crowd for too long, I have forgotten to say anything. "

The head man shrugged. He did not doubt the ability of the cheese as a healer. The witch doctor on the grassland is not divided. The method of healing the body is considered to be a manifestation of the will of the spirits. Uvir shouted his arms, drawing the crowd's attention back to his body. He saw the confusion and confusion in the eyes of the tribe, and keenly observed several dodge eyes. It doesn't matter. If you want to lead a group, the most basic realization is that you don't try to get everyone's support. This has long been understood.

From the point of view of the cheese, Uvel's explanation is very contagious. He can feel that the people around him gradually change from being overwhelmed to being awed and unfriendly. It sounds incomprehensible. In fact, the two do not contradict each other. When people encounter difficulties, they do expect the wizard or the gods or even demons behind them, but when they think they can handle everything in life, The person who holds the key to their incomprehensible world becomes the object of caution. This is why shaman tents in nomadic tribes are never too close to the main body of the community.

Regardless of good or bad, these nomads quickly accepted the saying that the person in front of them was a shaman. So when Uville asked the couple, mainly if the woman was willing to let her child be treated by cheese, she quickly agreed. But the father of the child obviously has a different view,

"I will not give my child to an unknown shaman, I would rather give him to the wolf! God knows what this guy in common clothes will do to my child, maybe he will restrain my child's soul!" The words are not without reason. Not all shamans are good with people, and many spirits will not care more about humans than humans, so there is indeed some evil among the nomads, and they do not even realize that they have entered a terrible path. Do something terrible with the human body and human soul. This is why the skinned ones come.

"He refused to accept the child for treatment?" The cheese raised his eyebrows and asked the headman with an inaudible message-passing spell. A complex smile appeared after the latter nodded.

The mage turned around and left. The crowd behind him consciously separated to the sides. Everyone could hear the man ’s words. He rejected the gray shaman ’s kindness. The shaman was not very angry with his insult. It was already very kind. Yes. With the departure of the cheese, the clamor also came to an end. Someone gave a way to treat the child. If the child's father did not accept it, then he had no reason to continue to mess around with the head. The temptation was solved because of the appearance of the gray robe. At least this time.

"They will not give up. The tribes will not identify with the heads of the people who rule by the hands of the aliens." When Uvel's cheese stepped into the shaman's felt, he said so.

"You still have allies. Those two people last night, I can see that they will stand firm on your side." The Master was a little absent-minded, his main focus was on Wu Qi.

"Although Basil and Teller are our brothers and tribes, the relationship between us has long been less intimate, the blood will dilute, and the hearts will be scattered. I hope the three tribes will unite again to reproduce the glory of the ancestors This thing has a long way to go before it can be achieved, and now they cannot intervene. "The young leader replied somewhat frustratedly.

"Sounds nothing to do with us. Remember? We were the target of the attack you ordered yesterday, and now we are holding the enemy of your shaman. There is no basis for mutual trust and help between you and me. Do n’t because I help After a little busy, I misunderstood the current situation. "The words of the cheese showed no mercy. He was already bored with this young man. This is often the case with the power-holders in the secular world, and the wizards immediately want to use their power for themselves after showing a simple appearance.

Uvir stood at the same place, his face was not pretty. But he was an arrogant of heaven that had been given high hopes by his people since he was a child. He was an eagle flying freely on the grassland. As long as he wanted to, he could achieve his goal no matter by violence or strategy. Now, for the first time, the gray figure not far away made him feel frustrated. He couldn't put this person into his own clan. This judgment appeared very quickly in his mind.

"Cough," Wu Qi struggled to sit up after coughing after drinking a little goat's milk. He didn't want to be choked to death because of his weakness. However, although the shaman has been traumatized both physically and mentally, his consciousness has been restored. He just listened to the conversation between the two of them. The tribes on the grassland. But you have to help him. Because helping him means helping me, and helping me means helping yourself. "

The cheese distributes the food in the package to Luosa and others on the side, and then turns to look at the shaman. "Then see if you can persuade me to agree with your logic."

How Wu Qi persuaded the cheese, I am afraid no one but the two of them knew. Because the two casters completely abandoned language when communicating, and used a communication method similar to that of Cheese and Uvir before. This is because some words are inevitably heard once they are spoken with their mouths, some names are not chanted, and some are not described.

In short ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ When the night is down, the face of the cheese is already a solemn expression. He leaned on the pile of blankets and closed his eyes to meditate. At this time, a slight shout came from outside the felt room. The people in the room quickly became alert, and the weak Wu Qi signalled them to relax and said, "It is a mother who asked the gray-robed shaman to save her child."

Several people had heard Uvel talk about things during the day when the mage and the shaman were communicating. They all knew who the woman was outside. But the question is whether the mage still has the will to treat the poor child after the child's father resolutely rejected the goodwill of the cheese during the day.

"How is your body? Can you translate it for me? I still need to ask for such a treatment." The cheese's words made Ata smile, and it seemed that as long as he agreed, the child could escape the fate of premature death.

Wuqi shook his head, "I can't stand up, I can't even sit for too long. But it doesn't matter, I have a way for you to understand her. Give me your hand."

The cheese stretched out his arm, the shaman dipped some goat's milk with his finger, and then drew a symbol on the former's left forearm.

"Okay. Let's go." The mage looked suspiciously at each other, because he didn't feel the fluctuation of magic, and Wu Qi's approach didn't seem to have any effect. But the shaman just smiled and lay in the blanket and stopped talking. It wasn't until the cheese walked to the door of the room that he suddenly realized that Wu Qi had just spoken in the language of the prairie people.

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