Therefore, although the goods they sell are actually of high price, their quality is indeed very average. They are even more difficult to compare with the things produced by a small agricultural machinery factory in later generations.

Wen Fei brought the machete to make samples last time, and it has spread throughout the tribe. Many people are full of expectations for Wen Fei's arrival again.

"There are thirty knives here in total," Wen Fei said with a smile: "It is estimated that it will take three or four times to transport them all."

Hei Niu was happy and kept wiping with a knife. He felt that each knife here was of good quality, no worse than the one who made the sample. He couldn't help but pat Master Wen on the shoulder, very satisfied with such a honest and conscientious business.

On the contrary, the wizard Aziman pointed at the inscription on the blade curiously and said, "What does this mean?"

However, Wen Fei was flirting with the bad taste that asked the agricultural machinery factory to add the word "Ming" to each knife, but he planned to pretend to be Ming to the end.

Wen Fei smiled slightly: "This is the word "Ming" in my Ming Dynasty. Look at one side is the sun and the moon. The sun and the moon merge, and the world is the Ming Dynasty..."

Aziman nodded indeed and said, "It turns out that Daming, like us, also worships the Sun God and the Moon God..."

Wen Fei beat him up and said seriously: "It's almost the same. The highest god of the Ming Dynasty. However, it is the Emperor of Heaven. He transformed into the Great Ghost Emperor. When he became the Emperor of Heaven, he naturally represented the Sun God. When he became the Great Ghost Emperor, he naturally transformed into the God of Moon."

After hearing this, the wizard Aziman felt very interested and was about to ask Master Wen Datian for advice on these academic issues.

Suddenly someone ran over and shouted, "No, no, someone was infected with the plague..."

As soon as this was said, everyone who heard it changed dread. Aziman grabbed the guy who reported the news and asked, "Who, where did you find the plague?"

"Yes, yes. Those women... who have accompanied those white ghosts, many of them... and many of them are sick..."

Now Aziman's hands began to tremble. You should know that these tribes have the same custom as many places on the mainland. They use tribal women to entertain distinguished guests from afar.

For example, Master Wen was almost treated like this by his attentive master. If Master Wen hadn't had a high-minded attitude and looked down on these vulgar women who also liked tattoos on his face.

But those white ghosts are all hungry ghosts. At this time, most of the people who come to the New World to survive are outlaws. Where can there be wives? Even prostitutes are not easy to find.

The so-called three years of military service, the sows were as good as Diao Chan. Moreover, these white ghosts were even more hungry. Otherwise, they would not have been in later statistics. In Central and South America, most of the indigenous people were just maternal bloodlines. The paternal bloodlines were almost white...

In short, although Master Wen Datian looked down on those women who accompanied him to bed, the white ghosts accepted them without hesitation. Now that there are problems with those women, you don’t have to think that it is the white ghosts who are infected.

Think about it again not long ago, Wen Fei said that these white ghosts would spread plague everywhere. Think about the scene where some tribes were dead and covered with crows, even Aziman couldn't help but tremble all over. The black bull was even more ashamed!

"I want to cast spells and communicate with the ancestors!" Aziman finally calmed down.

When Aziman said this, the people of the entire tribe suddenly calmed down from fear and even made cheers, and seemed extremely confident.

However, Master Wen Datian was not optimistic about these things. Even when he was in full swing, he had great magic power. When he encountered such a plague, he had to find a way to treat it with medicine.

Hope it's not smallpox, if it were smallpox, even Master Wen had no choice but to think about it, unless it was vaccinated in advance...

Aziman returned to his own room with a calm face and soon changed into the wizard's outfit. He wore a pendant of beast teeth, a dress with a skin, and a hat with bird feathers. He was very fancy and gorgeous, but he had some similarities with the Jurchen wizard.

Everyone in the entire tribe changed their clothes, followed Aziman's back and remained silent, and an extremely depressing atmosphere was created.

They came to a big stone in the tribe and stood around the big stone. They saw the big stone, which looked strange, and looked like a three-legged person.

But it was born and not carved by humans. However, there were many dense patterns on the stone, and it was not known whether it was a pattern or a text.

"Is this the totem in the Aziman tribe?" Wen Fei said in his heart.

They were seen lit the bonfire, and then the drums rang out, full of a wild sense of rhythm.

Stepping on the drum beats, everyone held hands and began to dance around the big stone. Only Aziman stood next to the big stone, stroking the big stone in his hand, and murmured to himself.

Master Wen was naturally held by the people around him and began to dance around and follow these natives.

This kind of ritual seems to be similar among some new and old continents, and many primitive races.

It can spread so far and last for so long, which shows that this ritual is naturally brilliant.

Wen Fei followed a few times and felt that it was easy to unconsciously devote himself to it with this atmosphere music. Everyone's mental power continued to gather, and even Wen Fei was no exception.

Even Wen Fei felt that everyone's spirits were involuntarily integrated into one place, rotating and flying high, but it seemed that it touched a huge existence in an instant.

Sea of ​​vitality?

No, no. This is not the sea of ​​vitality, this is...

boom……

A huge shock at the same time shook everyone's hearts. In this moment, even the flames of the flying bonfire stopped, as if they had turned into sculptures. Time solidified at this moment!

A very huge will was suppressed and communicated with the Aziman Wizard. Although Wen Fei was mixed in and watched coldly, he could feel that although this will was huge, it seemed messy.

This is the power formed by the souls of many ancestor spirits gathered together. If it were in the past, Master Wen would naturally not take it seriously, but now he is not qualified.

Master Wen didn't even dare to make small moves at all now, for fear of being discovered by these ancestral spirits. Otherwise, I wouldn't know how he died...

However, things in the world are called "whatever you are afraid of." Master Wen Da Tian tried not to be noticed, but in the next moment, that huge will was concentrated on himself.

When Wen Fei complained in his heart, he had a powerful force that penetrated him.

Then Wen Fei felt warm all over. Under that kind of power, even his three lamps of fortune and longevity suddenly rose and became brighter.

That power was injected into the longevity fire above Wen Fei's head like lamp oil, causing the lamp that was almost extinguished as the size of a soybean to light up again.

When Wen Fei was overjoyed, this power faded and returned to a strange place. Everything returned to its original state. The bonfire that seemed to have frozen suddenly surged at this moment, rising five or six meters high.

All kinds of noisy sounds came into my ears, as if at this moment, time began again.

Suddenly, the entire ceremony was over. Master Wen Datian stood on the spot, feeling a little regretful that only one-third of his vitality had been replenished. It would be great if all of them were repaired.

This third is only one third of an ordinary person. It is not one third of that of his master Wen Da Tianshi at his peak. In other words, although Master Wen Da Tianshi has now escaped from the stage of dying at any time, he is still much weaker than ordinary people.

This made Master Wen feel a little regretful, but he then cheered up. These guys obviously did it on purpose, just like he had to collect a deposit for selling weapons.

After replenishing myself with such a little vitality, it is obvious that this is a deposit for myself.

At this time, Aziman walked to Wen Fei's side, lowered his head and performed a rather strange etiquette, then stared at Wen Fei's eyes and said, "Dear Guest from afar, the ancestor spirit told me that only you can save our tribe!"

Wen Fei nodded, and had already collected other people's deposits, so he naturally could not afford to pay. He said directly: "I have to see which kind of plague this is. If it is smallpox, even I can't imagine it. But fortunately, your contagious people don't have smallpox. So, you follow my instructions..."

When he was in Weizhou City, Master Wen was in charge of dealing with the plague. Now he is very familiar with the plot.

He told them how to establish an isolation system, how to wash hands and bath diligently, pay attention to hygiene, etc., and to implement various epidemic prevention measures.

To be honest, in this era, even the hygiene habits of Indians were much better than those white ghosts. Those white ghosts still inherited the habits of old Europe and still don’t like to take a bath very much...

Then Master Wen looked at the symptoms carefully, but unfortunately he didn't have anything like a mobile phone or camera on his body, otherwise he could have taken a photo and showed it to the doctors.

Since I had to ask Wen Fei to help treat the disease, there was naturally no reason not to let Wen Fei go to see those patients.

Aziman personally took Ding Li to the place where the patients were, and they were all gathered.

Wen Fei wanted to praise them at first, but he actually had the awareness of isolating the patients. But when he got to the ground, he saw a lot of sick women and children running around in it. Wen Fei's praise was swallowed into his stomach.

They gathered the patients to better care, not to have any sense of isolation.
Chapter completed!