after one day.
Gangde, Noire.
An African buffalo ran in panic in the forest. There were several arrows stuck on its back, and the blood flowing from the wounds stained its back and abdomen red.
A group of natives shouted and chased the injured African buffalo. They were bare-chested, their faces painted in colorful colors, and they all looked very vicious.
Whoosh!
An arrow shot from a native's bowstring and flew toward the buffalo's hind leg.
This native is different from other natives in that his skin is that of a yellow race person. What was painted on his face was not messy paint, but a red flag with five golden stars on it.
He is Fan Huaying.
"Hit!" Fan Huaying roared, excitedly looking at the first arrow he shot.
The arrow flew behind the buffalo in an instant, and only needed a little more distance to hit the target.
Suddenly, a figure flashed out from the side, and the arrow pierced his chest. The man grabbed the arrow but did not fall to the ground.
The buffalo took the opportunity to escape.
Fan Huaying stared at the figure dumbfounded. He was stunned for a long time before exclaiming and rushing forward. At this moment, his face was full of nervousness, worry, guilt, and even fear.
Because the one he shot was Ning Tao.
He asked Ning Tao to help treat the chief of the Black Horn Tribe, but he didn't expect Ning Tao to suddenly appear and hit him with an arrow. What he is worried about now is not whether the chief of the Black Horn Tribe can have a child, but whether Ning Tao will be shot to death by him!
"Brother Huaying." Ning Tao suddenly said hello, with a smile on his lips, "The way you greet each other is really special."
"Are you... okay?" Fan Huaying ran closer and looked at Ning Tao nervously.
Ning Tao put down the arrow on his chest and said with a smile: "I caught your arrow, and you missed me just a little bit."
In fact, the arrow pierced his chest and was blocked by the Tianbao robe. He reached out to catch the falling arrow and pretended to be shot. In this way, he bought the injured buffalo time to escape.
There are fewer and fewer wild animals nowadays. If you kill one, you will lose one, and the related populations will be in greater danger of extinction. Saving the buffalo can be considered a good deed.
The evil thoughts and sins in the Cauldron of Good and Evil are getting more and more serious. Every time he practices, he will be affected, and his Taoist mind will be biased toward evil. However, if he does good deeds himself, his own accumulated good energy can offset a little bit of the impact. However, there is no way to do this, let alone a long-term solution, because the evil energy he absorbed from the Cauldron of Good and Evil was released from thousands of evil thoughts and sins. He did not do this good deed at all. Fabi.
In addition, Taolian not only affects his Taoist heart, but also his inner alchemy. The influence on the inner alchemy cannot be corrected by doing good deeds. A large amount of good thoughts must be stored in the cauldron of good and evil. Only merit can solve the problem. Therefore, there is only one way to treat the symptoms and the root cause, and that is to treat patients who have good thoughts and merits. This may seem incomprehensible, but it is a self-balancing mechanism of Tianwai Clinic. As a doctor at Tianwai Clinic, it is definitely not possible to only punish evil and not promote good. He is a natural mediator between good and evil, and the balance between good and evil is the foundation of his life.
When Ning Tao put down the arrow, Fan Huaying breathed a long sigh of relief. He smiled bitterly: "Brother Ning, you really scared me to death. Why did you suddenly appear here?" Ning Tao said. : "I flew to Sudan and then came overland. I didn't transfer to Jinsha Airport. The scenery in Gond is beautiful, and I wanted to see the scenery too, so I didn't contact you. My girlfriend and I just traveled all the way there. Black Horn.”
He couldn't tell Fan Huaying that I rode a battery car all the way to fight monsters. He estimated that if he said that, Fan Huaying would probably think he was joking.
"Where are my brothers and sisters?" Fan Huaying looked back.
Qing Zhui and Jiang Hao walked out from behind two trees respectively. One looked like a fallen fairy from heaven, and the other looked like an ice sculpture of beauty. The scene formed by the two women standing together immediately made Fan Huaying and a large group of indigenous hunters standing behind him stare blankly.
Ning Tao coughed.
Only then did Fan Huaying come to his senses. He approached Ning Tao and lowered his voice: "Are they both your girlfriends?"
Ning Tao nodded slightly.
Fan Huaying gave Ning Tao a thumbs up, not hiding his envy. For a man of his level, there is no shortage of women, but he cannot catch the most beautiful beauties like Qing Zhui and Jiang Hao.
Jiang Hao was not as beautiful as she is now, but since she was cured of the demon disease at Tianwai Clinic and turned into an ice demon, her image and temperament have changed significantly. She used to have a few white hairs on her head, but now she has none. None of the scars she had left in the battle were gone. These were all changes after becoming a new demon.
A large group of natives gathered around, chattering.
Fan Huaying's group of natives said something, and the natives retreated again.
Ning Tao asked curiously: "Brother Huaying, was what you just said in French?"
Fan Huaying said: "Yes, the official language in Gond is French, and the local language is Gond, but this language is degrading. Even these indigenous people will add French words when they speak Gond. Sometimes Even speaks full French.”
Ning Tao said: "Take me to see the chief. When we communicate, you can translate."
Fan Huaying said: "That's not necessary. The chief of the Black Horn tribe is called Xiong Ying. He understands English and is a very knowledgeable chief. He travels once a year to see the outside world. I met him in Dubai. Then we became friends. He speaks many languages, speaks very good English, and can also speak a few words of Chinese.”
Ning Tao smiled: "That will be much more convenient. Let's go and take me to see your eagle friend."
Led by a group of natives and Fan Huaying, Ning Tao and the others walked through a forest and came to a valley.
The Black Horn Tribe is located in this valley. There are hundreds of simple houses, some of which are wooden houses, and some of which are shacks made of shrubs, canes and leaves. In the center of the tribe stands a mushroom-shaped building that looks like a tent, but it is larger. The walls are made of rocks and the roof is made of a kind of grass that is neatly groomed. It is also the most majestic building in the Black Horn Tribe. You don't have to guess that it is the residence of Chief Eagle. It is also the center of politics and power of the tribe, equivalent to a royal palace.
Behind the tribe, at the end of the valley is a mountain peak, not very high, but very steep. There is a natural cave on the rock wall halfway up the mountain. Water from the Youdi River rushes out of the cave, forming a waterfall with a drop of hundreds of meters. As soon as the sun shines, the cold water of the underground river evaporates, the mountain peak is shrouded in white water vapor, and a rainbow appears on the waterfall, creating a fairyland-like atmosphere for this tribe.
Ning Tao's heart moved, and he awakened the sight and hearing skills of his eyes and nose. He was immediately surprised when he saw this. There is a trace of free spiritual energy in the air of this place, and its source is in the cave on the cliff of the mountain.
"Brother Huaying, where is the source of that waterfall?" Ning Tao asked tentatively.
Fan Huaying said as he walked: "It's an underground river in the cave. That cave is called the Gate of Hell here, and that underground river is also called the River Styx. But the waterfall was baptized by the Sun God and turned into a rainbow. The waterfall has nurtured the Blackhorn people. Therefore, the Blackhorn people dare to bathe in the waterfall, but they dare not climb into the cave. This is what Chief Eagle told me."
"Has no one ever been there?" Ning Tao had a strong curiosity about that cave.
Fan Huaying said: "People from the Black Horn Tribe will definitely not go there, because they believe that if you go near that cave, you will be cursed from hell and will bring plagues and disasters back to the tribe. They also prohibit outsiders from entering. Anyone who comes close They will attack that cave. Once, an expedition team from the West parachuted to the top of the mountain, and then lowered a rope from the top of the mountain to explore the cave, but no one came out alive. "
Ning Tao looked up again and glanced at the cave halfway up the mountain. He guessed that if he took out the Xuntu Inkstone, the Xuntu Inkstone would definitely point to that place.
Fan Huaying said: "Brother Ning, please don't go in. Although I don't believe in any curses, it is a forbidden area for the Black Horn people. If you go there, they will attack you."
Ning Tao smiled: "I'm not that bored, I just like the scenery here and asked out of curiosity."
Enter the tribe and walk along the dirt road that crosses the tribe toward the center. Before reaching the mushroom-shaped building, a large group of people appeared at the other end of the road. The leader was a black man in his early forties, rather fat, wearing a tiger skin jacket on a hot day, with a long string of bone necklaces hanging around his neck. He was accompanied by a group of tribes fighting, some wielding primitive bows and arrows and throwing spears, while others wielded AK assault rifles and vintage rifles from World War II, giving a strong flavor of the forced fusion of primitive and modern.
Fan Huaying said: "He is the chief of the Black Horn Tribe, Eagle."
In fact, Ning Tao didn't need Fan Huaying's introduction to guess that the leading black man was Chief Eagle, and he followed Fan Huaying to greet him.
Fan Huaying said in French: "Chief Eagle, this is my friend, the miracle doctor from China, Ning Tao."
Xiongying looked at Ning Tao and said something in Chinese: "Good luck!"
Ning Tao took the initiative to extend his hand: "Good luck, Chief Eagle."
Chief Eagle took Ning Tao's hand and gave him a hug: "Can mud heal the nest?"
Ning Tao said: "Take me to your home and I will check you. Your illness is a minor problem."
I don’t know that Chief Eagle didn’t hear it either, but after Ning Tao said this, he let go of Ning Tao, chattered, and took Ning Tao’s hand to walk towards the mushroom-shaped building.
Fan Huaying, who was also about to introduce Ning Tao's two girlfriends to Chief Eagle, shrugged awkwardly and said to Qing Zhui and Jiang Hao: "Chief Eagle is a little anxious, please don't mind, two younger siblings."
Qing Zhui and Jiang Hao just nodded slightly and walked past Fan Huaying.
Fan Huaying smiled bitterly and sighed: "So cold and cold."