Theopiyan was not killed on the spot, and he almost took away the bed with Lao Yang's reaction. If he let these people mess around, he would not be able to bear the moment to meet the witch doctor.

Even when he saw the witch doctor, Yang Shubao didn't think his condition could improve.

This person has fallen into a coma, and he is not sure what the situation is, but according to the description of the chief, he should have been kicked into the head by a zebra and suffered internal injuries. I am afraid there will be problems with intracranial blood vessel bleeding. This should be sent to the hospital for diagnosis using CT and MRI.

On the way back, he told Sandomen that Sandomen didn't care. He said optimistically: "As long as he has not been caught by the slave of the God of the Underworld, the Great Witch Doctor Soso can save him. The Great Witch Doctor will definitely do it. He has done it many times."

Yang Shubao asked: "Do you think the great witch doctor can cure the Great Chief of the Siopi Rock this time?"

Sandomen said, "As long as he is not caught by the slaves of the God of the Underworld."

Yang Shubao smiled bitterly and said, "But how do you make sure he was caught by the slave of the God of the Underworld?"

Sandomen said naturally: "It depends on whether the great witch doctor of Soso can cure him. If it can be cured, it means that he has not been caught by the slaves of the God of the Underworld. If it cannot be cured, it means that he has been captured by the slaves of the God of the Underworld."

Uncle Yang was shocked by these words and shouted, "The logic shouldn't be like this, right?"

Sandomen said with certainty: "Of course this should be."

He had a lot of free time on the way back, so he told Yang Shubao in detail about the tribe witch doctor.

The reason why this Xhosa tribe has such a good impression of the Sang people has extended a helping hand several times is that their witch doctors are famous because they are inherited from the Sang people.

"It has been two thousand years since the San people came to southern Africa. They were the only residents here. Don't think I'm very ignorant. Although I haven't attended school, I have also worked in the city. My vision and thinking are different from those of ordinary tribesmen."

"The witch doctor civilization was first born in the Sanren tribe. At that time, the Zulu people were still living in central Africa. In fact, the Sang people were the earliest owners of this land. It was here that they nurtured a mysterious and effective witch doctor civilization."

Yang Shubao asked: "What kind of witch doctor civilization is it?"

Sandomen said seriously: "I can't describe it to you in detail. In short, it is a supernatural magical civilization. We, the great witch doctor, can leave our souls and enter the soul world, where he can control prey and people, and can communicate with the soul to discover the specific situation of the disease he suffers from."

Yang Shubao stopped talking. He felt sorry for the nine years of compulsory education he received if he continued to talk.

The car returned to Dragon Blood Tree Town, and Sandomen guided him to drive directly to the center of the town, where the soul world of the Great Witch Doctor is.

The so-called soul world is a big house, different from the surrounding thatched huts. This house is made of stone and cement, with a height of about four meters and an area of ​​more than two hundred square meters, like a small warehouse.

When he arrived in Dragon Blood Tree Town on the first day, Yang Shubao had noticed this place. He thought it was the tribe's convention hall or the chief's home, and it turned out that this was the residence of the great witch doctor.

The house looks rough and primitive from the outside, and there is nothing special about it. The only thing that makes Yang Shubao feel strange is that an ordinary person has a dog tied to the door of the house, and a long-horned antelope is tied to the door of this soul world.

After the car stopped, the chieftain and Sandomen worked together to lift the Siopi Rock down.

The chief was very satisfied with the efficiency: "I did not find the wrong person. Mr. Yang, your car is fast. But we still don't have much time. Hurry up, let's go in and hand the Siopiyan to the Great Witch Doctor Soso, hoping that his soul has not been taken away by the slaves of the God of the Underworld."

Seeing that Kurutantan was also in the ranks, Yang Shubao grabbed him and asked in a low voice: "Is this witch doctor reliable to treat diseases?"

Kurutantan nodded and said, "Of course it's reliable."

Yang Shubao asked: "Have you really been to college?"

Kurutantan smiled wryly and said, "I understand what you mean, Mr. Yang, but you have to know that we nations have lived on the land of Africa for thousands of years. Before the white people came, we lived well. The tribe developed very stably and the population was thriving. At that time, we did not have modern medicine. So how did we cure diseases?"

It was right for Yang Shubao to think about it. He had a bit nonsense about the witch doctor whom he had seen before. It was very likely that the witch doctor had no real talent and knowledge, so this time he was invited to enter the big house together, so he happily followed him in.

There were no windows around the house, only a skylight was opened on the top, and it was very dim inside.

The taste is also very special. Not to mention the specific taste, it is the unique taste of the aged house just opened, but it is also mixed with a faint bloody smell. Uncle Yang has seen many animals hunting, so he is familiar with it.

As the gate closed, several torches lit up one after another. Only then did Yang Shubao find that several Xhosa warriors were standing on both sides of the door.

These warriors are all strong young men. They are tall and tall, with only a piece of zebra skin wrapped around their waists, standing barefoot on the ground, with a expressionless face, and a majestic appearance.

The warriors dressed in a uniform manner, and there was a fang of a porcupine or a mongoose hanging on their right earlobe. They all held a torch in their left hand and a spear in their right hand. Their faces were lit and dark as the flames pounded, adding a bit of gloomy atmosphere to the room.

The vast room was not empty, and there were many things on it. The warriors set up torches to light them to prevent them from being tripped.

The great witch doctor stood up from the aperture under the skylight. He was an elderly man, but his body was as straight as the warriors, and his thin and slender body stood in the aperture like a dragon blood tree.

This image was beyond Yang Shubao's expectations. He thought the witch doctor was an old man with a hunched figure and a crutch, but he only guessed half of it. He was indeed an old man, but his body looked even harder than him.

The Great Witch Doctor Soso did not say anything, pointed to the open space in front of him with a solemn expression. The Chief and Sandomen obediently put the Sopirite on.

The skylight on the top of the room seemed to have been treated. After the light shone, it gathered in a very concentrated circle. The great witch doctor squatted down and carefully checked the situation of Theopiyan. He looked at his pupils, smelled the smell of his mouth and listened to his heartbeat. Finally, he said a few words in the indigenous language in a deep voice.

Yang Shubao didn't understand, and Kurutantan whispered to him: "He said that the situation of this great chief was more critical than the last time. He had to cast a spell to help his life quickly and ordered the warrior to bring in the antelope outside the door."

Sure enough, a warrior pulled the algae who was tied to the door before the goalkeeper was dragged in.

Uncle Yang was surprised: "Why can you still use antelope?"

Kurutantan said: "Because the great witch doctor is going to enter the soul world, the big antelope is the medium that communicates the human world and the soul world."

"There is still such a statement?" Uncle Yang was stunned.
Chapter completed!