"May the God of the Spring Water comfort your injured body and soul."
A gray-haired old man was sitting cross-legged on the ground, using his rough hands to stroke the injured body of an Aztlan soldier lying on the ground. There was a stream of clear water swirling in his palm, washing away the dirt on the surface of the wound.
This is one of two camps located downstream of Ella. A few days ago, the soldiers accidentally ran into this group of Pawnee witch doctors when they were out carrying water. Not long ago, these soldiers had a fight with five to six hundred pirates who were cornered. Most of them were injured. After their wounds were healed, they happily invited these people back. The camp is far away from the river and hidden inland.
Including this old man, a total of four people were performing similar rituals to treat the Aztlan soldiers who came for help. They range in age, ranging from gray-haired old men to immature young men who have just grown up. But whether they are old or young, their faces are painted with colorful patterns, which seem to be a symbol of the witch doctor's identity.
Each of them was wrapped in thick fur, which was in sharp contrast to the Aztlan soldiers who had a lot of skin exposed, but this group of people did not seem to feel hot because of it. When touched by their hands, you can feel the coolness like summer sea water.
Among the four witch doctors, a woman sat quietly. Her clothes were not as heavy as those of the four witch doctors, but her head was tightly wrapped. Not only did she cover her entire face, including her eyes, with black gauze, she also wrapped her entire head with cloth. Not even a hair is exposed. She seemed to be the leader of this band of witch doctors, but the Aztlan people never saw her healing the sick. An Aztlan soldier once came to her for medical treatment because he couldn't bear the wait. As a result, the other four witch doctors immediately stopped what they were doing and yelled at the soldiers to stay away from the woman. They didn't start treating patients again until the woman's side was cleared.
According to the speculation of the Aztlan soldiers, this woman is probably the high priest of the Pawnee tribe.
Suddenly there was a burst of chaotic footsteps in the distance. An unpleasant shout came over: "Hurry up! Go faster! Where are those Pawnee people? Take me to see them quickly!"
Amidst the noise, a group of leopard warriors walked over. As soon as the leader approached, he pointed at the Aztlan people surrounding him and cursed: "What are you doing? Where is your head? Where is your leader? Let him come to me immediately!"
In response to the yelling, an Aztlan soldier who looked like a high-ranking warrior hurried over. However, without him being able to explain, the leading leopard warrior pointed at him and cursed: "Who allowed you to take them back to the camp? Didn't this directly expose the location of your camp? Your former commander because It’s only been a few days since you were executed for violating military discipline? Have you forgotten?”
The high-ranking warrior was so scolded that he didn't dare to speak out. After the leading leopard warrior had scolded enough, he replied in a low voice: "These are witch doctors, here to heal our soldiers..."
"Don't we have a witch doctor in our army? Why do we let outsiders in?"
"This is a Pawnee witch doctor. Their magic focuses on healing..."
"The Poni tribe, right? Let me see how capable they are!" The leading leopard warrior pushed away the high-ranking warriors blocking the front, and raised his fingers at the four witch doctors, "Come over here. ! I want to see if you have the ability to treat these two wounded people I brought!"
Such a commotion had already caused the four witch doctors to put down their rituals and stand up. The attitude of the Leopard Warriors greatly displeased them.
"We just happened to pass by here." The white-haired old man said, "Since Aztlan doesn't welcome us, then we just leave."
"Want to leave? It's not that easy! You already know the location of this camp, and you may have seen a lot of things you shouldn't see. Now if I let you go, won't I be a fool?" The leading Leopard Warrior took the hand. Maquawit tilted his head on his shoulder, "If you can cure the two people I brought today, I will take you to see our leader. If you can't cure it, humph, don't blame us." polite!"
The old man asked in a deep voice: "Cure you? What good will it do to us?"
"Don't be ungrateful." A leopard warrior from behind threatened, "Being able to heal the wounds of our Aztlan warriors is the greatest benefit to you!"
The youngest of the witch doctors couldn't bear it any longer: "You Aztlans have deceived people too much!"
"Too much bullying? So what?" The Leopard Warriors laughed together, "Do you want to come over and practice with us, or do you Pawnees want to come over and practice with Aztlan?"
The woman with her face covered had been sitting quietly on the ground. It was only then that a voice came from the mask:
"This is the territory of the Aztlan people, let's give them a medical treatment."
The four witch doctors turned around and nodded towards the woman.
"Are you their leader?" The leading leopard warrior smiled at the woman, "If you are wise, come and bring the wounded!"
The two Aztlan men, whose skin was burned and whose bones were shattered, were each helped out. They were laid on the ground, while the old man and the young man among the witch doctors each came to the side of a wounded man. They did not check the injury, but directly pressed their hands on the back of the patient's hand, closed their eyes and chanted the mantra softly. After a while, the old man opened his eyes first and said, "It looks like it was injured by flames, but in fact it was not flames that attacked it, but lightning."
The Leopard Warriors were slightly startled. Although the wounded man was indeed hit by Moheku's lightning, the injury was caused by external factors.
On the surface, it looks like a burn. Compared with being struck by lightning, the possibility of being burned by fire is much greater. So far, all military doctors believe that it is burns by fire, without exception.
The young man also raised his head: "The fracture was caused by a small blunt instrument."
The leading Leopard Warrior took a breath, suppressed the surprise on his face, and said viciously: "I don't want you to check the cause of the injury. Can you cure them immediately now?"
The old man shook his head: "Friends of Aztlan, you must know that the gift of the God of Spring Water can only accelerate the body's self-healing. As for diseases that the body cannot heal itself, that is the power of the God of Herbs. This patient The wound has become infected, and my magic is powerless."
"I can deal with this injured person here." The young man said, "But the fracture is a very serious injury. Even if you use magic to speed up the healing, it will take several days. In addition, the healed part will become slightly a little bit... deformity."
"Stop chirping here!" the leading leopard warrior shouted, "I've already said, if it can't be cured, you won't be able to leave here alive!"
