Return to Primitive Society and Become a Chief

The angry Ji thief had planned to fight back, but when he saw the extremely painful witch lying on the ground, he couldn't help but feel soft again.

He sighed: "Oh, you should be thankful that you met a gentleman like me. It's good not to spank your **** for another person. Is it okay?"

The witch's grievances on her face made her feel uncomfortable, and she asked if there was anything wrong with you.

Seeing the pitiful appearance of the witch, Ji Thief sneered.

"You still dare to laugh!" the witch said angrily.

Ji thief asked back: "Why don't I dare? Forget it, telling you so much is just talking, isn't it uncomfortable?"

"What does it have to do with you?" The witch was impatient.

The thief screamed, and then his tone suddenly became lower: "Actually I can cure you."

The witch was taken aback for a moment, and her attitude remained tough: "When I am stupid? What are you talking about? Why should I believe you? Until now, I still don't know who you are."

Ji Thief whizzed and said: "Believe it or not, anyway, the person who hurts to death is not me. If you don't want it, I won't force it."

If the witch had the strength to stand up at this time, she would really kill Ji Thief.

If the thief did not speak, the witch gritted her teeth and said nothing.

This girl is really cruel to herself, Ji Zei said in her heart.

Forget it, who will let a few masters wait outside? I'm afraid I won't be able to survive unless you are cured today.

Thinking of this in his heart, Ji Thief suddenly asked: "I ask you, do you have stomach pain for a few days every month? And it will be accompanied by heavy bleeding?"

The witch did not react for a while, nodded, and then stubbornly said: "What does this have to do with you? And, how did you know? You spied on me!"

"Bah, baah, I'm so busy peeping at you, don't think that you are good-looking, well-shaped, white-skinned, and long-legged, I will peek at you, I'm a gentleman!"

After Ji Thief had finished speaking, several black lines floated across the witch's forehead.

Knowing that he had made a mistake, Ji Thief patted his mouth, and then said: "Tell you that you don't understand. Actually, I am an old Chinese doctor who specializes in incurable diseases."

With a quick mouth, Ji thief almost said bald.

The witch did not understand what Ji Zei meant, and asked Ji Zei: "What is a doctor?"

Ji Thief snorted and explained: "Whoever is unwell, I will cure him or something, just because your stomach hurts now, I can cure you."

The witch said: "Isn't that a wizard?"

"What you say is what you say, I won't fight with you. But let's talk about it first, I can treat you, but you can't attack me anymore." Ji Thief said.

The witch couldn't help sneering after hearing this: "Joke, I am a wizard myself. I can't cure it with countless methods. It's up to you?"

Ji Thief asked, "What's wrong with me?"

The witch hummed: "Forget it, I'll figure it out by myself. Go away. Remember, if you dare to talk nonsense after you go out, be careful of your life."

Ji Zaixin said that I want to go, the key is not to cure you, I will go out to be chipped.

When Ji Thief was thinking how to get the witch to let herself treat her willingly, suddenly, he saw some weeds on the paved floor under the witch, then, that is wormwood?

He was taken aback, suddenly ecstatic, and ran over, pushed the witch away, and then pulled out the wormwood into a ball.

The witch fell several times, panicking and asking: "What do you want to do!"

The thief put the wormwood ball on the edge of the bonfire and grilled it, and at the same time he turned around and said, "What are you doing? Of course it is to treat your illness. Don't tell Lao Tzu that you are trying to find a way. After you think of a way, I will let you peel it. Come down."

With that said, he dialed the grass plucking group and tried his best to prevent the dried wormwood from igniting. Feeling that the temperature was almost the same, Ji Thief picked it up and handed it to the witch: "Here."

The witch turned her head in disgust: "What do you think I am? Goat? I will eat these things?"

Ji Thief looked at the witch with something wrong with you: "Sister, I let you put it on your stomach, can you eat wormwood?"

Witch: "···"

"Forget it, tell you that you don't understand." Ji Thief said, holding the wormwood ball on the witch's belly. The latter wanted to struggle, but when a warm feeling came from her belly, the witch suddenly I found that my stomach didn't hurt much.

She was shocked: "You, how did you do it? You can cure my disease with only a small weed!"

Ji Zaixin said shit, what kind of illness is this, it's a woman's situation.

I thought about it in my heart, but Ji Thief didn't let go of the opportunity to pretend to be forced.

He coughed unpredictably. It would be better if he had a few goatees to stroke him.

"In your situation, I didn't say it, so I can cure it, but if you change to another person, you will have to die today!"

Although Ji Thief’s words were very uncomfortable, the witch could not find a reason to refute. She snorted, "Thanks!"

Listening to the witch's aggravated tone, Ji Thief shrugged: "You're welcome."

Neither of them spoke. Gradually, the wormwood lost its temperature and the witch started to feel pain again.

The thief put the wormwood on the side of the campfire to bake.

Taking advantage of this time, the witch asked Ji Thief: "Eh, what is your name? Why haven't I seen you in the tribe?"

Ji thief curled his lips: "You will have ghosts when you have seen me. I just joined your tribe in the afternoon."

"You didn't just join the tribe in the afternoon, you dare to break into my cave! What do those trash elders do!" The witch was shocked.

The thief handed the wormwood ball over and let the witch put it on her stomach, and then he smiled and said, "You tell me, it was the elders who let me in."

The witch heard that there was another black line.

"Who else knows about my coma?" the witch said with a sullen face.

The thief thought for a while: "The five waste elders, the tribe who served you, two guards at the door, by the way, there is one named Aniu, that's all."

After the thief finished speaking, the witch was ashamed, and she was full of death.

Ji Zei saw that there was something wrong with the witch, but thought she was worried about her stomachache, so he patted her shoulder and said, "Don't worry, your problem is not a serious problem, I am absolutely sure to cure you."

Being pressed by Ji thief, the witch's face was wiped out of shame, and then she put on a cold look at Ji thief's paw.

Ji thief was so frightened that he quickly moved his hand away.

The witch was a little satiated, and asked, "How did those trash know that I fainted? And how did you enter my cave? You'd better explain it to me clearly."

Ji thief sighed after hearing the words: "I can't help myself."

As he said, he started with a lighter to make fire, until he was wronged to go to the top, and then heard that the witch was in a coma.

After hearing this, the witch frowned: "You said you would also make fire?"

The thief took out the lighter and lit it with a snap: "What a big deal."

The witch was shocked. Although she usually uses flint to make fire, she is not so fast at all. How did this unreliable guy do it?

Seeing that the witch's expression was wrong, Ji Thief quickly explained: "Say okay first, I am not stealing your holy fire or something."

The witch didn't care about this, but seriously asked, "Since you can make fire and cure diseases, why did the tribe before you kick you out? You are enough to be a wizard."

Ji Zaixin said, how did I know that I would ride a bicycle to go out, and why did he come to your place in the blink of an eye?

After sighing, Ji Thief said in infinite melancholy: "It's hard to say a word. In short, I just want to live well now. But before that, it will be difficult to live unless you are cured."

"Are you sure to cure me?" Hearing Ji Thief's words, the witch was a little bit disbelieved, because she had already felt that the temperature of the grass ball was getting lower, and her lower abdomen started to hurt again.

Ji thief smiled: "Is this difficult?"

The witch nodded: "It's difficult. When I was a wizard, my stomach started to hurt."

"How long have you been a wizard?" Ji Thief asked.

The witch's answer made Ji Thief want to hit the wall: "It's very long."

Perhaps seeing Ji Thief look depressed, the witch added: "I only know, I have eaten the peaches outside the valley nine times."

Hearing this, Ji Xiexin said that it was nine years, and then think about the age when the female relatives visited for the first time. In other words, this witch was 23 years old when she died. Baba's little girl, look at how I fool you to death.