"Granddaughter, this little brother is here to treat you.
Don't be afraid.
He is not a bad person. otbnkotgt After hearing this, she looked at me and asked in a low voice: "You are the one who asked me outside the house."
I nodded and said, "Yes.
I have no ill intentions and am not a bad person.
Come here and I will take a look at your situation and see if I can help you."
After some kind persuasion, she gradually let go of her grudge, moved closer to me on the bed, crawled to a stop about ten centimeters in front of me.
He covered himself with a quilt and said, "Can you help me?"
Her voice was very soft, with a hint of timidity and cowardice.
"I don't know if I can help you, but I won't hurt you.
Okay, please put down the quilt first and let me see your face."
As I spoke, I took the candlestick from the old man's hand.
The girl hesitated.
After a moment, he slowly lowered the quilt, and her face was slowly illuminated under the candlelight.
In the firelight, it was the face of a woman who looked to be in her forties or fifties, with rough skin.
The appearance is vicissitudes of life, as if it has been tortured by time.
Uneasiness and fear flashed in his eyes.
Under the flickering candlelight, one can clearly see different black patches on many places on her face.
These patches were irregular and inconsistent in size.
They appeared on my forehead and cheeks.
I frowned and moved the candle down little by little.
I could see black patches on my neck.
"Are you covered in black patches all over your body?"
I asked.
The girl nodded timidly and whispered, "Yes."
"How do these black patches feel?
Are they painful or itchy?"
I asked again.
"It doesn't hurt or itch, but it will expand if there is strong wind or sun exposure, and it will also hurt.
I usually don't feel anything."
She knew her body's condition quite well, so I nodded and asked. : "Do you still remember the bottle of stuff that those black-skinned monsters gave you to drink when they caught you when you were a child?
What was it?"
"I don't know, he grabbed me and forced me to drink it.
I have forgotten what the bottle is."
I asked this question in vain.
Who can remember so clearly the past twenty years?
"Well, don't be afraid.
I'm doing a little test.
It might hurt a little.
But it should be fine.
Just relax."
As I spoke, I raised my other hand and pointed it at the little girl's face. face, and then my fingers gently touched the little girl's skin.
The dark spots on the skin felt no different from normal skin, and I breathed into her body.
But what she didn't expect was that as soon as the breath entered her body, she immediately felt a strange feeling.
It was like something was resisting my breath, and red blood streaks appeared on the black skin.
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The little girl immediately screamed, covered her face and hid in the quilt, wailing in pain.
The old man next to him stepped forward in panic and hugged the little girl.
I sat there and frowned.
I touched my fingertips, and the feeling at that moment was unmistakable.
There was something in the little girl's body that was repelling my energy.
The old man finally calmed down the little girl.
He turned around and looked at me in surprise and nervousness, and said, "Brother, what's wrong with my granddaughter?
There's no wind or sun here.
Why is she getting sick?"
He called this situation an illness.
I thought about it and asked, "Has your daughter never practiced boxing or anything like that?"
I'm afraid I'll say the word magic.
He didn't understand, so he switched to fists and kicks.
"No, I grew up in the mountains.
How could I know how to box and kick?"
the old man said anxiously.
I thought for a while and said, "I understand roughly.
Your granddaughter is not sick.
She was harmed by someone, but not with poison.
I will know what this thing is exactly if I try again tomorrow."
I don't have a completely certain conclusion in my mind right now.
I'll give it a try tomorrow and I'll be pretty close to it.
Early the next morning, everyone got up as soon as the sun came up.
Nothing happened during the night vigil last night.
After yawning, the leaders of several groups approached the old man and asked him to lead the way.
He said he hoped that I could help treat his granddaughter first.
And that's what I mean, if my guess is right.
Then I gradually figured out who the monster I was going to face was.
"Brother, what should we do next?
I'll carry my granddaughter out," the old man asked, but then he looked at the big sun in the sky, frowned and said, "But the sun is too big."
I smiled and said, "It's best if the sun is bright.
Go and bring your granddaughter out."
The old man was startled, pointed at the sun and said, "Brother, my granddaughter cannot see the sun, otherwise she will get sick.
You must have forgotten."
"I haven't forgotten.
Listen to me.
Go and find your granddaughter."
The old man was obviously a little doubtful.
But he finally walked in, muttering to himself, and after a long while he took out the girl who was wrapped in a quilt and not even half of her face was exposed.
It must be that she hasn't seen the sun for a long time.
As soon as the girl saw the sunshine outside, she screamed and struggled to retreat.
The old man hurriedly hugged the girl and comforted her, but the girl's condition was still unstable.
Struggling to hide in the room.
"Brother, my granddaughter is scared, otherwise" the old man relented and wanted to take the girl back to the room.
But I shook my head and shouted: "We can't let all our efforts go to waste, Luo Qiong, go and bring the girl over and stand under the sun."
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Luo Qiong responded and walked forward quickly.
The old man was a little embarrassed.
Seeing that Luo Qiong grabbed the girl's hand and wanted to say a few good words to pull the girl back, but Luo Qiong's strength was not comparable to this old man.
After a few drags, the girl was pulled outside the house by Luo Qiong in panic.
The old man chased after her, feeling a little excited.
When Luo Qiong put the girl on the ground, he reached out to pull her, but he only pulled the quilt wrapped around her body.
With such a pull, Xue Nu's whole body was exposed to the sun.
"Ah" facing the sunlight, the girl shouted in pain, looking extremely nervous.
Although he was still wearing clothes, a large amount of skin was still exposed, and in the sun, this skin was covered with black spots.
When the sun shines, red blood streaks appear on the black spots.
This scene is exactly the same as the situation after I tested it with my breath last night.
As blood streaks appeared in the black spots, she immediately howled in pain and ran towards the house in a panic.
But Luo Qiong blocked his way, and he started to slap and push Luo Qiong in a frenzy, but how could a girl push Luo Qiong away with her strength?
Seeing this, the old man held up the quilt and wanted to come forward to wrap the girl, but I held him back.
His mind is a little confused.
He turned around and shouted at me: "Are you going to kill my granddaughter again?"
Faced with his anger, I shook my head and said, "If you want her to live in a dark world all her life, then go ahead."
My words made the old guy stop, look at me solemnly, and then at the girl blocked by Luo Qiong, sighed, secretly wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, and said softly: "You must I must cure my granddaughter.”
Under the sun, the red threads in the black patches became more and more obvious, and then black smoke appeared.
The pain seemed to have reached a very terrifying level.
She touched her face and screamed, and she curled up on the ground, looking hysterical.
It's pitiable.
I signaled Luo Qiong to step back and walked to the girl's side.
Under the sun, the black patches expanded rapidly.
In about three or four minutes, these black patches had more than doubled in size.
According to this expansion speed If calculated, after a while, the black spots would expand all over her body.
I watched coldly from the side.
After about ten minutes, the black patches expanded to the girl's body as I expected, and even the skin behind the ears turned pitch black.
This skin color is different from that of our African brothers, it is despairingly dark, like night.
"What should I do?"
the old man shouted, "Why did my granddaughter become like this?"
I said with a cold face: "She has been under witchcraft
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