MTL - Banished to Another World-Chapter 16 Times 16

The original battle got up and walked to the tent to block the sight of the young warrior.

The young warrior squinted at the corner of his mouth and asked with an eyebrow: "Where is that kid? You are too thin, and you don't have much meat on your body. Twenty red dates are not changed, thirty can't be changed? That date can be Big sweet!"

The original battle hit him, and he said coldly: "Go yourself."

"This is not a problem. Don't you change?"

The original battle smashed him, grabbed the shoulder of the young soldier, dragged him into his arms, and lowered his voice and asked: "Why did the chief call me?"

"I want to know?" The young soldier deliberately prolonged his voice.

The original war shut up, and the hand turned the youth's body in a direction. He lifted his foot and looked at his ass. "You can go back."

The young warrior was rushed forward and slammed forward. He stood firm in two steps and looked back in resentment. He whispered, "Hey, hello! I didn't say I didn't want to say it."

The original war thought, "I can let you touch it."

The young warrior's eyes lit up, but then he muttered in a low voice: "What is the use of light to touch it. Okay, I don't know the details, but before I came, I heard that the autumn real person seems to be with the chieftain. What kind of weeds to stop bleeding?"

"that is all?"

"It's so much. You have to touch twice!"

"...good." Just give you an ankle.

After the young warrior got the promise, he left with joy and walked back to the tent.

Suddenly screaming at the torch, I saw the original battle coming in and looked up at him.

The original battle went to the front of the strict silence, not too dirty and tasteful, first touched two bare feet, touched enough, grabbed the juvenile's right leg, frowning.

I don’t understand the mind of the young people, only when he regrets it. "You just don't want to get rid of it, you have to re-enforce it."

The original war shook his head, "useless."

What is useless?

"Fat dogs have seen your injury, I am not sure if he will tell your affair to the priest Qiu Shi adults, but if Qiu Shi adults want to check you, it will definitely be checked from your origins."

"Why should he check me?"

"Because the big scorpion leaves. The behavior of Caomachi and others can't hold on to other people in the family. I heard that Caomachi said that you still allow her to tell others about the healing of big scorpion leaves."

"Yes."

"There must be a big scorpion leaf that has spread in the family, and it is likely that someone has used it and found that it is really effective, otherwise the autumn real people will not have nothing to see you as a slave."

The effect of the big scorpion leaf gradually spread in the original tribe, and the sternness has been known through the transformation guide.

Because the night before, I found out that the guide will conduct statistics every night, and count the credits of some people using the big leaves and the effect, and this kind of person can only be the students he personally taught. For example, Caomachi and Cinnamon. If it is a student who is taught by Caomachi and Cinnamon, the success of using Daxie will not be counted on him.

Not only the big cockroaches, the method of making needlework, the method of salt water disinfection, the straw mat weaving method, the compression hemostasis method, the simple dressing, etc., he also received some reductions from Caomachi and others.

That is to say, the "MLM-type scum reduction method" is only effective for the first generation of students he personally taught. Surely thinking that this is probably also a means to guide him in reforming, to encourage him to teach others more?

Strictly regained my thoughts and sat up, "So Yan Qiu adults are likely to check my injuries?"

"You are the first person to use the big scorpion leaf. In order to ensure that you will not harm people, but also to see the effect, he will inevitably have to check your wounds." What's more..." The original battle paused. "He looks at your master, I am not very pleasing to the eye."

"So... I want to let the priests who are not pleasing to the eye do not doubt me. I have to break and cut the long legs." The second time after the strict arrival, the expression was cracked.

The original war was a painful nod. "Dahe is a potential warrior in the family. He can remove the excavation that the surface herbs will affect the recovery of the injury. I don't let Qiu Shi adults look at his wounds carefully, but you are only a slave, or me. Slave."

So am I being dragged by your kid? Strictly and hard, I couldn’t resist the words "You are useless" because he also knew that this was not related to the original war. If he was like other slaves, the priest would not notice him.

"Dear master, can I still run away now? If you are willing to let me go, I will vow to repay you in the future." He was also happy that God finally gave him some preferential treatment. Now he just wants to dissect God.

The original war did not understand the meaning of "Dear," but he also understood that the teenager was expressing his indignation and dissatisfaction in his unique way.

The young man poked the boy's face and smiled and said: "How far can you run? Don't say if you can survive outside in the winter, only the beast outside waiting for the winter will not let you go. Cut it, anyway Your healing ability is better than others."

Niang Xipi! Anyway, it’s not your meat and bones. It’s not you hurt, right?

“There are big differences between fresh wounds and old wounds. Can the priests not see it?”

"At night, only the torch is illuminated. The age of the autumn is also older. You can put some mud on the wounds and do some hands and feet. There is a great chance to mix."

"Chop and animal bites can be different." The difference between the two is big.

The original warfare brightened the white teeth, indicating that he did not mind helping him bite two.

Looking at the young and developed canine teeth, I suddenly felt that my right leg hurts.

"Hurry up! Don't let the chiefs and priests wait."

Strictly screaming that the young man is depressed and wants to kill, but he does not want to be stared at by the priests of this tribe because of his healing ability. Mother, what is this bad thing? Why did he let him run into it?

Taking a deep breath, he finally extended his hand: "Please hand me the stone knife."

With a little bit of mentality, he made it again: "If the autumn real person finds that my healing ability is better, he will..."

The original warfare/exit stone knife smashed the knife and handed it to him. Zhangkou dispelled his luck: "Qiu Shi adults have always coveted the bone powder on the hands of the red earth tribe priests, but the cost of the red earth tribe is too great. This made Qiu Shi adults always sigh why God did not come near the original tribe."

After listening to it, he couldn’t do anything. After taking the stone knife, he stroked his thigh.

The blood flowed out, and the stone knife was handed back to the original battle with sorrow and pale face. "You are stronger than me. You have to cut off my bones. Please be sure to cut it off." After he finished, he grabbed the bad skin. Stuffed into the mouth.

...he is stupid! Afraid of the owner of the hair, he accidentally cut his aorta and can draw a line on his leg. Maybe that guide made him stupid?

Seeing that the teenager did not hesitate to kneel down on his own knife, the first time in the original battle, he gave some appreciation and respect to the boy.

If the child is not bitten by a beast and has not been abandoned by his people, will he be a very good warrior?

However, since he can heal his own injuries, why does his family still abandon him? Or did he and his people accidentally go away?

The young man touched the boy's face and waved his hand with a stone knife!

"Hey-!"

The moon has risen to the treetops, and the square is still very lively. The smell of the barbecue can be seen from far away.

In the tents, on the roadside, in the squares, there are people everywhere, a man’s screams, women’s crying, and various sounds intertwined. Tonight is also the continuation of this race.

Unlike the tribes inside the tribe, the tribal entrances that have never been seen before, the soldiers responsible for the rotation this evening seem to have not been affected by the fiery atmosphere. Everyone has a face and a wooden spear. Look at the front of the tribe and the sky separately.

The original battle came to the chieftain’s account with strictness.

The curtains of the big account were open, and the two guards were on the outside of the account. They did not squint at the original war.

Why did developing so primitive tribes develop such a disciplined army? Why is the patriarch of the Red Earth tribe called the patriarch, and the boss of the original tribe is called the chief? Are they screaming, or do they have their meaning?

I can't figure it out, I can only let go of it temporarily.

After the original battle went in, he threw it to the ground.

Strictly rolled on the ground, involving a new cut-off leg injury, so that he could not help but squat on the ground and pumping air and her mother.

This dog x tribe! Be careful with the priests! When he leaves the tribe, he must recover all the grievances and sufferings he has suffered in this tribe.

The big account is quite wide. In addition to the chiefs and the old priests who are talking, there are also several fighters. Among them are the first tribes whose armed forces are only under the chiefs, and four other fighters, the original mountains. The original carving, the red date male and a strong warrior who has never seen it before.

After the original battle came in, he raised his right hand and made a fist. While bowing his head, he licked his left chest against the chieftain and the priest. After the ceremony was finished, he stood up straight and looked straight ahead without speaking.

Suddenly found that the soldiers in this big account stand the same as the original battle, and even the expression is similar. The original battle took him in, and no one even looked at him. The chieftain and the old priest sat cross-legged on a stone platform about one meter high. The stone bench was made of flat stones and covered with thick animal skin.

"War." The chieftain looked to the original battle.

The original battle stepped forward.

"That is your slave?"

"Yes."

"Where is it?"

"The escaped people of the Yanshan tribe."

"Why haven't the slave mark been stabbed?"

"Hunting. Tomorrow."

The original words were simple, but the chieftain understood it. He looked to the old priest Qiu Shi.

Qiu real nodded and asked: "Do you know what?"

"Know."

"This slave is a priest disciple of the Yanshan people?"

"No."

Qiu Shi did not ask again. He also met the Yanshan priests and his disciples. They looked at the slaves and they were not the same person as the disciple.

"I have something to ask your slave."

"Yes." The original battle bent over and grabbed the shackles on the ground and dragged him to the front of the stone platform.

Qiu Shi swept his eyes on the injured leg and asked: "How do you know that the weeds are called big cockroaches, and can heal the blood? Can it be eaten as food?"

Strictly afraid to look up, trembled and replied: "Return to the priests, this wild grass is taught by my father."

"What about your father?"

"I, I and the tribes have fled, I don't know where they are going." The boy shivered very badly.

"Are you injured?" Qiu Shiming asked.

"Yes."

"Is it also used?"

"Yes."

Qiu Shi waved and ordered the original battle: "Open it and see."

The original battle immediately squatted, reaching out to wipe the hay wrapped in the juvenile's right thigh and the large stalk residue on the wound.

The blood immediately ran down from the juvenile legs, and the young man was sore and trembled, but he did not dare to resist.

Qiu Shi came down from the stone platform and walked down to the teenager to look down. A strange smell rushed into his nostrils.

There were only four torches in the tent, not bright enough, but for him to see enough wounds, he just had to look at it.

The old priest slightly covered his nose and saw a bite in the leg of the juvenile. The broken bones inside were tightly combined, but the broken section was still clear, and it was obvious that it had not begun to heal. These conditions are consistent with the fat dog.

The wound was a little dirty, but it was basically fresh and there was no obvious spoilage. Moreover, when the herbal medicine was applied to the wound, there was no bleeding. Until the herbal medicine was wiped off, the blood flowed out again, indicating that the large loquat leaves did have some effect.

Qiu Shi suddenly extended his fingers and stirred it in the wound.

The teenager yelled.

The original battle did not respond.

Qiu Shi straight up the body, against the original battle: "Cut his leg, this is not good, winter is coming, don't raise a waste."

Cut your mother! Strictly hate to gnash your teeth. He was very careful when he scratched himself. As a result, the old **** not only stretched his fingers in it, but also the nails were old and dirty. If he was just an ordinary slave, this leg would grow well and give him an inflammatory infection.

"Wait for the winter." The original words were simple, but everyone in the big account understood what he meant. He said that if the juvenile leg injury did not improve after the winter, he would start.

Qiu Shi kicked the young boy's injured leg and looked down at the boy's face. He suddenly asked: "Why don't you use a wooden board to fix the broken bone?"

The original battle is not clear, and the heart is cool, bad!