Last night, many people watched with their own eyes that Cullen carried the long-dead Qier to the bank of the Nawen River.
Some people even went up to check Qi'er's breathing, and confirmed that he was really dead, even his body was cold.
how come? How could it be alive again now!
"Cullen, you... You were not... Didn't Qi'er die yesterday?"
Ku Lun looked at Xi Yue gratefully, and said loudly: "Everyone, listen to me, Xi Yue is a goddess sent by the heavens to save our Cangda tribe. It is because of her that Qi'er was able to come back from the dead!"
"What?! Back from the dead?!"
"How is this possible?! Even a witch doctor can't do it?"
Everyone was full of disbelief, but the child stood there perfectly.
Mori's face darkened, and he glared at Cullen fiercely and said, "Cullum, don't confuse people with your lies here. The witch doctor is the servant of the gods. Where did this woman come from? She actually confused your mind. Come on, Catch him for me!"
"Wait a minute!!" Cullen yelled in a hurry, meeting Morrie's fierce gaze, he flinched a bit, but he remembered something and quickly calmed down again.
He raised his voice even more, and said almost at the top of his voice: "Besides, there is one more thing, the goddess told me that the disaster of our tribe is not the punishment and curse of the gods at all, but a disease, a disease called plague .And this disease can be cured, it can be cured without burning people to sacrifice to the gods!"
"Cullen, what are you talking about?!!"
"Cullum, do you know what you're talking about?!"
Everyone around the altar rioted.
For them, this is nothing less than a thunderstorm.
Culun took a deep breath, bent down, picked up Qi'er, and held it up high for everyone to see, "If you don't believe me, you can come and see Qi'er, Qi'er had a high fever yesterday and kept vomiting , and even convulsed and passed out."
"However, after being treated by Lady Goddess, he has no fever at all. He just had breakfast and didn't vomit at all."
These words made everyone even more turbulent, filled with hope and panic.
A few old men with some medical skills stepped forward to have a look, and immediately said with trembling hands: "The condition has improved, and it has really improved."
"Qi'er!!" A woman's cry came, and soon a woman with vomit on her clothes got into the crowd, checked the boy up and down, and made sure he was still alive, before crying and hugging him into the arms, "Qi'er, my Qi'er, you are still alive, that's great, woo woo, that's great!"
Qi'er didn't dislike the dirt on the woman's body at all, but said with joy on her face: "Mother, mother, you can see that I'm really well. I don't feel hot or cold. I even ate a piece of meat this morning. The steamed stuffed bun was given to me by Sister Goddess, and it is delicious. Let me tell you, Sister Goddess is amazing... "
The little boy's rambling words were a bit messy, but everyone could see that he was full of anger.
Could it be that this is really not a curse from the gods? Can it really be cured
Clenching his hands tightly into fists, the patriarch walked up to Xi Yue step by step, and said in a trembling voice, "You cured Qi'er?"
Xi Yue nodded.
"This... this is really not a punishment from the gods, but just a disease? And is it a curable disease?"
When the old man was talking, because he was so excited, the snot flowing to his lips would blow out bubbles, which looked extraordinarily funny.