Fang Ruyu did not answer Lin Dong's question and walked towards Zai. Zai couldn't move his limbs at this moment, and only had a pair of frighteningly bright eyes, like a sharp sword radiating cold light, glaring fiercely at Fang Ruyu, but his frightening eyes were full of confusion, he couldn't help but Understand why this old friend would help Lin Dong, an outsider.
Both of them answered in the language of the Moro tribe. Lin Dong could only hear them chattering incessantly, speaking very fast, but could not understand even a word. However, he could see that Fang Ruyu and Zai were having a heated argument. Quarrel, and the center of the quarrel must be yourself.
Wan Yuan¡¯s ancestors and fathers were both doctors. He was born into a medical family. Although he did not pursue a medical career later on, he still had experience in treating some common diseases. He was exiled to the Moro tribe, and it happened that Zai's mother was infected with cold. When someone in the tribe got sick, they would only ask witches to perform spells. Whether they could defeat the disease depended entirely on their fate.
Zai invited the witch several times, but his mother's health became worse and worse. At first, she could get out of bed and walk around, but after a while, she could only lie in bed and talk in her sleep.
At this time, Wan Yuan came to the tribe and settled at Zai's home. He could tell at a glance that Zai's mother was suffering from wind-chill, a disease that only primitive tribes were helpless to deal with.
He told Zai that he could cure his mother's illness. Zai was overjoyed after hearing this and knelt down in front of Wan Yuan and asked him to cast a spell.
Wan Yuan asked Zai to take him into the mountains, collect some herbs in the mountains, and make a decoction after returning. Zai's mother drank the decoction and soon recovered from her illness. Zay has been lonely since he was a child. His father was head-broken by a black bear during a hunting trip before he was born. He and his mother depended on each other for life. When her mother fell ill, he swore to the Ula god believed in by the tribe that whoever could heal his mother would be that person's loyal servant.
It¡¯s not that Zai doesn¡¯t know that Wan Yuan is a bad person. He has followed him for so long and has seen him do many evil things with his own eyes. Even if Fang Ruyu didn¡¯t tell him, he knew Wan Yuan¡¯s personality and character very well. But he had sworn to the God Ula and always believed that his mother could escape the illness because of the favor of the God Ula.
No matter how bad Wanyuan is, He did not dare to break the promise he had made to God Ula.
"Zai, you keep saying that you cannot break your oath to God Ula, but do you know that you have betrayed God Ula and betrayed your faith!" Fang Ruyu said in the language of the Moro tribe, her practice shrouded in cold light , the bright moonlight shone on her face, making her look solemn and solemn.
"What nonsense are you talking about? How could I betray God Ula?" Zai heard this. He became furious and yelled at Fang Ruyu.
Fang Ruyu said sharply: "Let me ask you. Do you still remember the teachings of God Ula?"
Zai said: "Unless my head is chopped off, I will never forget the teachings of God Ula."
Fang Ruyu sneered and said: "Huh, okay, let me ask you, what is the first teaching of God Ula?"
Zai blurted out: "The first teaching of God Ula is to have a good heart! Am I right?"
Fang Ruyu nodded, "You remember it very clearly, but let me ask you, you helped that evil man Wan Yuan do bad things and assisted the evildoers. Where did your kindness go?"
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Zai couldn¡¯t help but be speechless. He was a simple man and had never considered such a problem.
Fang Ruyu noticed the change in his expression and knew that what she just said had an effect. Zai's nature was very good. She thought that as long as she could make him realize the mistakes he had made, it would not be impossible to persuade him to turn back.
"Zay. Look back. Do you know that God Ula has watched you grow up and protected you since your weak childhood. I think she will shed tears when she sees you going astray. Zay, Mo All the Luo people are children of God Ula, who is the god you believe in and also your mother. Do you have the heart to hurt your mother?"
Zai¡¯s angry eyes gradually weakened, he lowered his head, his eyes softened, and not long after, he started sobbing softly.
Lin Dong was not far away. When he heard Zai's cry, he was slightly startled. He never expected that this savage would also shed tears.
"This girl is so awesome!"
Zai¡¯s cries gradually grew louder, at first like the buzzing of mosquitoes and flies, then like the cry of a night owl, and finally like rolling thunder, resounding throughout the valley and stretching endlessly.
A smile appeared on Fang Ruyu¡¯s face. With her persuasion, Zai finally realized his mistake. The city is not the place where the Moro people should come. The main purpose of her trip is to bring Zai back to the tribe and back to the mountains and forests.
"Zai, don't cry, come back with me. Everyone in the tribe misses you very much, and God Ula misses you too."I first look forward to your return to your hometown. "
Zai raised his head and nodded with tears in his eyes.
"Miss Ruyu, I am a sinner. I violated the oath I made in front of God Ula. God Ula will no longer bless me. Without the blessing of God Ula's light, I will go to hell after death and suffer a cut nose. suffering."
In the eyes of the Moro people, there is nothing more painful than losing the blessing of God Ula. Zai had just decided to break his oath and no longer be Wanyuan's slave, and the pressure on him suddenly eased. And because he broke the oath he made in front of God Ula, he didn't feel any slight injury. Instead, he felt as if he was carrying a heavy burden. It was like a huge mountain, so heavy that I almost couldn't breathe.
Fang Ruyu untied the cloth belt wrapped around Zai's body, wiped the tears on his face, and said with a smile: "Zai, God Ula will not blame you, she will be happy that you have found your way back, please believe it. Me! Don¡¯t forget, the Moro people are all her people, and God Ula has a tolerant heart.¡±
Zai was like a child, Fang Ruyu carefully coaxed him, and then he stopped crying.
"Come on, I'll take you to meet a friend now."
Fang Ruyu pulled Zai and walked to Lin Dong. Lin Dong was secretly on guard. Although he had confidence in Fang Ruyu, he had no confidence in Zai. Who knew whether this savage would suddenly attack.
"Mr. Lin, I have resolved the hatred between you. Please forgive my friend for the sins he has committed against you."
After Fang Ruyu finished speaking, she said a few words to Zai in the language of the Moro tribe.
Zai stretched out his hand and mumbled a few words. Although Lin Dong couldn't understand what he said, he could tell that he was very friendly and sincere.
"Does he want to shake hands with me and make peace?" Lin Dong asked Fang Ruyu.
Fang Ruyu smiled and nodded, "You are not stupid, so you guessed it right."
Lin Dongwan smiled. One of the problems was solved. He felt much more relaxed and shook hands with Zai generously.