367 Poisoning
"Shaman." Such a word suddenly popped up in Qin Mu's head.
Of course, this is also due to the fact that this product has been playing more games recently, when I first played the game, I once searched for something like a shaman in Baidu, and it seems to be a character who plays the role of a witch doctor in some primitive tribe, which is similar to the nature of the earliest witch Zhu.
And in the same industry, there are few such characters, usually rumored that this kind of character, is based on the number of gods they can carry to determine the ascension of cultivation, shaman's ability varies from size, it is said that the average shaman, the body can bear more than 30 gods.
The so-called gods are not really gods, to be precise, most of them are ghosts and monsters, and they use their bodies to trade with these "gods" for healing, exorcism, or divination, and play a role in communication between humans and gods.
A more powerful shaman may be burdened with more than 60 gods, and when a shaman cannot cure a certain disease, it may mean that he does not have enough gods, so he has to invite more powerful gods.
The one in front of him was treating the child, his big rough hands caressed the child's head, the child no longer twitched and foamed at the mouth, his mouth recited indistinct words, as if chanting, a white power invisible to the naked eye originated from his palm, firmly enveloping the child's face, the child's face became more and more ruddy.
Suddenly, he wore a headdress with outstretched wings, and the person next to him had been draped over his shoulders in a ceremonial shawl, and at this time he entered a state of soul possession, he was no longer an ordinary person, but a spokesman for the gods who appeared through the bronze mirror.
The surrounding villagers knelt around the shaman, circle after circle, pious bodies kneeling on the ground, listening to the indistinct incantations that came out of the shaman's mouth.
Qin Mu suddenly felt that he was an outsider, remembering that Yu Xiu was still in the house, he quickly stood up and walked towards the house, no one stopped him from leaving, all the people were muttering in the treatment of the child, and a faint white light left from the shaman's body, enveloping all the kneeling people, people only felt refreshed, and kneeling was more pious.
Qin Mu entered the inner room, Yu Nan and the monk looked at the group of villagers kneeling under the old locust tree with a stunned expression, while Qin Mu squeezed in with great effort and put his hand on Yu Xiu's pulse.
Yu Nan reacted at this time, hurriedly ran over, and said: "At that time, I didn't know what happened to Lu Dao, but he suddenly fell. ”
"Did the man say anything?"
"What?"
"Did the kid say anything?"
"Said," Yu Nan was stunned for a moment, and said a little embarrassed: "But I didn't understand, and Yu Xiu fell." ”
Yu Xiu's situation is not very good, when Qin Mu was exploring the pulse, he found that there was a very strange black energy, which was rampaging in Yu Xiu's body, so it led to Yu Xiu's long-term coma, Qin Mu's spiritual power at this time was a little hanging with the recovery witch song, if this chanting put all the spiritual power in his body into it, Qin Mu was about to cry, it is estimated that he would have to lie down before he finished singing.
Qin Mu pondered for a while, put three fingers on Xiu's wrist, and used spiritual power to expel the black energy, and when he was repairing the meridians, he repaired the damage to the meridians by the way, so that the spiritual power consumed was less.
The black energy was forced by Qin Mu to Yu Xiu's middle finger, during which Yu Nan and the monk had been watching Qin Mu heal curiously, but found that the other party just put three fingers on Yu Xiu's wrist to diagnose the pulse, and there was no next move for a long time, if it weren't for Yu Xiu's face gradually improving because of this, Yu Nan even suspected that the other party was a liar.
"Are there any needles?" Qin Mu suddenly asked out loud, startling the two people who were watching intently.
How could the two big men have needles, but after searching for a while on the monk's body, he found a small paper clip and threw it to Qin Mu.
Qin Mu didn't answer, and used his right hand to seal the other party's pulse with spiritual power, and then said to the monk: "Prick the middle finger." ”
The monk nodded yes, and then poked Yu Xiu directly with a paper clip, with hairy hands and feet, Yu Nan felt a pain in the egg, and he always felt that the needle seemed to be pierced on him, and it hurt terribly.
But when the black blood was gurgling out, Yu Nan felt that the monk's needle was very well pierced, otherwise it would be difficult to produce such an immediate effect.
Qin Mu had been sealing Yu Xiu's wrist with spiritual power, so that the black aura had nowhere to escape, so he had to be forced out from Yu Xiu's middle finger, along with the blood, these things, as soon as they touched the air, the black energy began to emit like smoke, and everyone was stunned.
"Is this poisonous?" Yu Nan was stunned for a while before he reacted, and saw the martial arts master on TV using internal force to force the toxin out of his body, but he didn't expect Qin Mu to have this ability, so he was immediately in awe.
"It's not." Qin Mu shook his head, even the monk shook his head, only to hear Qin Mu say, "It's Yan Ling." ”
"Spirits?" Yu Nan didn't understand what Qin Mu said, so he just repeated it stupidly, and then asked in horror: "Is it a ghost?" ”
"It doesn't count." Qin Mu explained lightly: "But it is also counted, words and spirits are words that can make people suffer some kind of harm, if you insist on explaining it in the current words, it is a curse." ”
"You mean, that kid cursed Yu Xiu, and he became like this?" Yu Nan exclaimed, with a clear horror in his eyes.
"I'm going to ask you, what did you two say to force that kid like that?" Qin Mu asked with a frown.
"Damn, I didn't say anything, okay?" Yu Nan pulled his hair with both hands, this guy seemed to be in a hurry to become like this, frowning and pulling his hair around the room, looking at the hair that was torn off by this guy, Qin Mu was wondering if this guy was bald before he was thirty?
"It's okay, you say it slowly, the bell must be tied to the bell, even if it is repaired now, can you guarantee that there will be no next time?" Looking at Yu Nan's anxious look, the monk couldn't help but say.
"At first, the rabbit cub started scolding me, okay, and the scolding is so ugly, don't you understand? Oh, by the way, you really don't understand. Yu Nan's eyes rolled, as if he was thinking: "The meaning of his scolding me should be to greet me and persuade me." ”
"You're messing with people?" Qin Mucai didn't believe in a person who had nothing to do with him, and he deliberately scolded people when he came up, or if he was so vicious, it was no wonder that Yu Nan impulsively went up to find trouble, but unfortunately this trouble didn't work out, but he almost died here.
"Why am I messing with him?" Yu Nan was stunned for a moment, and smiled bitterly: "At that time, I paid attention to listening to your chat, but I didn't know that the child suddenly jumped out, pointed his nose and started scolding, I was in a hurry, so I went up to clean up...... You'll know what happened next. ”
Qin Mu didn't answer, just remained silent for a long time.
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