Yan Mo turned his head and looked at person in the most ordinary civilian costume. He looked about thirty years old, but his hair was already gray and his face was not as good as he expected.

  "What? Is there a curse in your family?”

  "Come with me." The man was nervous and reached for his sleeve to pull him to a more secluded place.

  Yan Mo shrank away without letting the other party touch him.

  "You see that?" The man suddenly said excitedly.

  Yan Mo was puzzled, but instead of asking what he saw, he said "Hmm".

  Excited, the man unconsciously raised his hand and began to bite the skin on his finger.

  Yan Mo watched him bite his index finger around before he heard the other person whisper, "I think you can also see that I am cursed. Anyone I touch will have a bad day."

  You know that and you still want to touch me? Is this a test?

  "Someone cursed me!" The man suddenly got excited. "The strange man said that no one could understand his curse. Can you lift it? You can see that then you must be able to lift it, right?”

  Yan Mo looked at the man and wondered if it was a conspiracy or who had deliberately tricked him. He tentatively asked, "Didn't you go to your temple priest to lift your curse?"

  "They didn't even see it!" The man was so depressed that he said, "I told them I was sick, but they all said I was not sick. I dare not tell them that I was cursed and I was afraid of being burned alive."

  The man suddenly became nervous. "You won't tell anyone about it, will you?"

  "Why dare you tell me that if you are afraid of being known about it?"

  "They all said that you would lift the curse and that you were better than the High Priest of The Gaogang City. I used to look for the Priest of The Gaogang City, but they never let anyone else get close to him. I can't stand it anymore. Everyone doesn't like to touch me. My woman runs away and my children don't want to approach me. I can only stay in prison every day. I'm fed up with such days!" The man shouted anxiously.

  Prison? This man doesn't look like a prisoner. Is he a jailer? Yan Mo guessed.

  The man looked up with expectations in his eyes. "Can you help me? I just heard that you don’t need pay? Is it true?"

  Yan Mo looked at the man carefully again. "When were you cursed? By whom? For what?"

  The man's eyes went down and his eyes drifted. "Five years ago, he was cursed by a traveling eccentric man. I only looked at him and he didn’t like my face!"

  This man is lying.

  Yan Mo wanted to turn around and leave, but somehow he had a sense of absurdity that he could not give up the task.

  It's like someone in the dark is telling him to follow this line and you'll find something unexpected.

  Yan Mo was not an indecisive man. When he decided to help the man, he put out his hand. "Let me see how serious your curse is."

  The man stretched out his hand with great joy.

  Yan Mo closed his eyes and sank into the spiritual world, ordering the number of faith points: "I want to see how many faith points it takes to lift this man's curse."

  Faith points cannot answer him, they will only be put into faith points according to the actual situation, but Yan Mo ordered just to see, so faith points are only gathered in a ball suspended in the air, and did not immediately lift the curse on men.

  The number of faith points responded, indicating that the person was really cursed, and the degree is not low, requiring a total of 4,000 faith points to life his curse. It is understandable, however, that a person who touches another person will cause another person a bad day, and that a curse that lasts for a long time and is effective in such a wide-ranging attack that will cost a lot to cast a curse like this.

  It's a coincidence that Yan Mo let go. He has just 4230 points left. There's a cursed person who needs 4000 points to get rid of it. If he helps this person, what will he use to help Yuan Zhan?

  Ding Ning Ding Fei kept his side and watched the wind.

  "The Old Priest, can you lift the curse?" The man asked anxiously.

  Yan Mo looked up. "Your curse is serious. I need time to prepare for it."

  "How long will it take?"

  "Look at the materials, so you'll come to Hundred-Battalions Camp tomorrow." Yan Mo pointed out the direction of the shed and suddenly asked, "Where's that strange traveler you mentioned from? Is he still in The Black Earth City?"

  The man remembered the address, gave a little meal and answered, "He's a traveler. I don't know where he comes from. He left The Black Earth City long ago."

  When the man left, Yan Mo gave Ding Ning a wink.

  Ding Ning realized and quietly followed the man.

  Yan Mo stopped looking for patients and returned with Ding Fei to the 100 camps.

  Unfortunately, he met She-Dan again on the way.

  She-Dan looked at the little flagpole Ding Fei was carrying and asked, "Is this the text of your Jiu Yuan? You've got the language skill handed down.

  Yan Mo did not answer.

  "I have sent people to the lower reaches of the Black Water River. I don't know when we should have such a large tribe as you in the lower part of the river. What if we send people to see it and they don’t find it? MoDa-Ren, don't you think that will be bad?”

  Yan Mo calculates in his mind the time that the black earth people can travel back and forth from the lower reaches of the Black Water River. Unless they also have rides that can fly in heavy snowstorms, it will take at least a month for even the beasts and sledges to reach the lower reaches of the river.

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  A month is enough for them to enter the Tucheng-Earth City.

  With this in mind, Yan Mo quickly settled down and smiled at She-Dan. "The Jiu Yuan is a good place, but people are very simple. I hope the messengers don't frighten them."

  She-Dan smiled back. “You're so bold that you lied in my temple. Do you know what happened to the tribe's priest and the witch who disrespected my temple?

  "Lying? I didn't lie, but your servant didn't ask more.

  "Is that still the fault of our temple servants?"

  "I don't think it's anybody's fault. After all, the fragrance ignited in the temple of noble gods confused me. I forgot to say something. I think the servant was influenced by the fragrance and forgot to ask questions."

  The secret of the temple was broken by Yan Mo. She-Dan was not surprised. Those who can keep their sanity under the blackbird fragrance will find that the unusual fragrance in the temple is not normal.

  "MoDa-Ren, I hope you remember that this is the Black Earth City, not your Jiu Yuan." She-Dan finally looked at the flag and left with several warriors.

  Yan Mo, with a dark voice in his heart, raised his foot and stepped forward, "Whoop!"

  Yan Mo bowed his head and saw that his foot had just stepped on a layer of snow. Snow was not a problem. The problem was what was buried under the snow.

  Ding Fei looked at the ambush on Yan Mo and quickly squatted down to help him scrape the soles of his shoes.

  Yan Mo shook his hands and rubbed his feet on the clean snow.

  Ding Fei stood up and muttered, "How can this Black Earth City people shit on the road? No wonder the slave camp smelled so bad!"

  Yan Mo laughed. “You are used to the cleanliness and rules of the Jiu Yuan. How many of your people used excrete and urinate in a special place before you got into the Jiu Yuan?'

  Ding Fei grabbed his head and proudly said, "It's better for us, The Jiu Yuan."

  They laughed and talked. Yan Mo slipped on the soles of his feet and Ding Fei made a flying jump. It was so dangerous that their Priest Da-Ren did not throw his head directly on the icy floor.

  Old-man Yan covered his waist and stood with Ding Fei's help. He looked at the icy side he just stepped on. "What did the man say just now? Everyone he touches has a bad day?"

  Ding Fei screamed, "Da-Ren, what can I do about it?"

  Yan Mo looked up at the sky and entered the spiritual world again without saying a word. He wanted to solve this problem by counting his faiths.

  Fortunately, faith points can solve this problem, but why is it 200 points to solve only one day's unfortunate dilemma?

  Yan Mo is distressed, but he doesn't want to continue his bad luck. Who knows what will happen next?

  With another 200 points gone, he still has only 4030 points left in his faith points.

  MoDa-Ren sighed up to heaven. Today, instead of earning a little faith, he went out and wasted a lot!

  Is this providence? God wants Yuan Zhan to go mad? Then make him kill Yuan Zhan?

  But when did he become Yuan Zhan's favorite? Yan Mo smiled, he wanted to drag out the gods of the world and slash them with another ten tons of Acacia beans.

  There were no other changes on the way back, but Ding Fei was still nervous all the way.

  After entering the room, Yan Mo retold the story with Yuan Zhan, hoping to hear his opinions.

  "You said the man appeared abruptly?" Yuan Zhan asked.

  "Yes."

  Yuan Zhan thought and shook his head. "I don't think so."

  "Why do you say that?"

  Yuan Zhan gave two reasons. "First, the story of your competition with High Priest Geer must have spread, and probably many people thought you would curse, and your cursing is worse than High Priest Geer. In this way, it's normal for people who want to curse others or who want to lift their curse to look for you.”

  "Secondly, some people want to find me and are afraid of being known, but they didn't expect that I would take the initiative to enter the streets and alleys of The Black Earth City, so it's not unusual for the man to suddenly run out and shout at me." Yan Mo himself gave a second reason.

  "Yes. So if you think you ought to help that person get rid of the curse, you can help him.”

  Yan Mo always feels that there is something wrong, but neither he nor Yuan Zhan thought of it. The most important thing is that the point of faith is not easy to come by. Once it is used on that person, Yuan Zhan may end his curse by adding 10:20 more. Wouldn't he regret his death?

  Yuan Zhan can't help laughing when he looks at his entanglement. "You think you should help that person, but you worry that it will ultimately be against us, right?"

  "Well. I always think it's too coincidental."

  "Have you ever thought that maybe this person has been waiting for someone who can crack his curse for five years, until now? Maybe he's been looking for other people in the past five years, such as the priest in the Temple of The Black Earth City and the Priest in the Gaogang City, but because of his low status and worries, the result is that his curse has not yet been solved. So it's not easy for that person to wait for you."

  Yuan Zhan said that and he leaned forward and holding his own priest Da-Ren's hand, "Since that person can wait five years, I don't believe that I will soon lose my mind and become a murderer. Doesn't the curse mean that I will lose my mind in killing? So I just have to control myself from killing life, won't I?”

  Yan Mo wants to say that the nature of the curse is different, but seeing Yuan Zhan's eyes, he seldom does not export to hit the man. The man had a lot of problems but still had little haze. He could not help but admire the animal.

  Yuan Zhan's open-minded attitude also reminded him, "You're right, I drilled the bull's horn. Now I don't have enough material to crack your curse, but it's enough to save another person. Why should I give up that person? If ancestors knew it, they would certainly punish me. Well, although it's not easy to put these materials together, there's always a way."

  Yuan Zhan's expression cracked slightly. "What do you say? Is it the same thing that relieves the curse material from me?”

  Yan Mo casually said, "Ah, it's about the same. It's worse to save you, but it's just right to save the man."

  Yuan Zhan's expression split completely. "Wait a minute! How much less material is needed to lift my curse? Is it difficult?”

  "Not much, but it's hard to get it."

  "How long did it take you to get so much material up to now?"

  Yan Mo thought that the number of faith points appeared on the basis of saving a lot of people, so in terms of time, "Three years?"

  Yuan Zhan grabbed hold of his own priest and said seriously, "Don't worry about that man for the time being. Since he can wait five years let him wait for another five years, my situation is serious. You can't get rid of it. I will kill all of us, including our two sons, and finally rape and kill you dozens of times!"

  Yan Mo pinched his fist and resisted the desire to smash it out.” You just said that if I think I should save that person, I'll save it."

  Yuan Zhan Mao said, "Don't you think I should be saved? Who is that man? What does he look like? Is it better than the Mer-people? What is his ability? You think he's more important than me?! I am your child's father! You oh my goodness, I'm going to kill him now!"

  "Stop! Aren't you saying you want to control your desire to kill?”

  "Not this man! I'll get back in control when I kill this man.”

  Yan Mo laughed at the man. “Come back! The burn is not good enough for you to run away naked. "

  Yuan Zhan said he was not naked by pulling on his skirt.

  "Come back, let me see your wound." Yan Mo pointed to the bed beside him. He could not tell whether the man was really angry or amused, but he was in a much better mood now.

  Yuan Zhan is not really amused. He is seriously considering whether to kill the man who has also been cursed. If Mo had spare energy and materials to help the man, he would certainly not stop it, but if he saved the man, he would have to panic in curse for three or four years before he would Mo get rids of it.

  "I've made up my mind that the man must be saved. I'll solve your problem, but you have to try to control your killing desire, eh?" Yan Mo pinched his ear.

  Yuan Zhan, with his narrow eyes hanging, made his already ferocious face look even grumpier. "It's hard to control. The evil fire of eating snakes and scorpions last time has not come down completely. Now I'm cursed. It seems that I want to kill more people." ……

  What about the open-minded and restrained Jiu Yuan Chief just now? Yan Mo pinched his ear hard.

  Yuan Zhan lifts up his skirt and shows him the reaction there, which means you are responsible for the consequences. "But if you don't reject me, as you did the other night, it's not totally impossible to suppress it."

  Yan Mo, "……" How could he hesitate? When the man asked him for help, he should immediately lift the curse for the man and take care of the animal to die!

  An hour and a half later, Ding Ning came back and said that he had not seen the man talk with anyone, and, as the man said, the people around him were reluctant to approach him, and they all avoided him.

  Yan Mo thought it was lucky that he had not been expelled from The Black Earth City with his moody power up to now.

  "The man later went into a place where warriors were guarding. I couldn't follow him up and asked the people nearby, they said that it was the prison of The Black Earth City."

  "I see, good hard work." Yan Mo handed Ding Ning a cup of hot water to rest.

  Ding Fei looked out at the sky and wondered, "Where is Jiu Feng flying? He didn't come back last night. Why won't I come back tonight?"

  "Don't worry about him. He probably found a playmate nearby. He'll come back when he's done enough." Yan Mo did not hear Jiu Feng's cry for help or anger, nor was he very worried.

  Jiu Feng did not need to be worried about it at this time. He was having a good time among a group of birds with long wings.

  The birds looked up to him as they did to a God. They took the initiative to catch fresh animals and feed him. They built a big nest for him so that he could sleep comfortably.

  When the young Master Jiu Feng was refreshed, he naturally lost his heart and care.

  Besides, the man who was cursed could not wait for the next day to touch it in the middle of the night.

  He traveled carefully, as if he were afraid of seeing anyone.

  He didn't dare to knock on the door loudly. If it weren't for the good ear power of the people in the room, it would be possible to miss it.

  Yan Mo did not let the man into the house and took him to the barn behind.

  Yuan Zhan did not look very good when he came out with him.

  When a man saw Yuan Zhan, he seemed to be afraid of him.

  Yan Mo listened to the man murmuring and asked him if he really did not want to pay, he was a little impatient.

  Four thousand faiths are so wasted that he is very unwilling to listen to this person's constant questioning, he is even more annoyed.

  Had it not been for fear that the wicked guide would have transferred the curse of the man to him for punishment, he really would not have wanted to save the man.

  With the cheater of faith points, the curse of the man was lifted smoothly.

  But the moment Yan Mo lifted the curse on the man, he felt that the palm of his contact suddenly burned, as if something had gone down the man's wrist into his palm!

  Just as Yan Mo was about to see what it was, he heard the man sigh and say, "It's really lifted."

  Yuan Zhan was curious. "Can you feel it?"

  The man nodded and pointed to his heart. "Here, I've always felt something. Now it's gone. It's obvious."

  Yan Mo's eyebrows jump. That curse wouldn't have gotten into his body, will it?

  The man looked at Yan Mo gratefully and said a lot of good words. At last, Yan Mo was impatient and reached out to drive him away. He hesitated to say a word: "Witch, the man who cursed me once told me that if someone could lift his curse, he would meet him."

  Yuan Zhan and Yan Mo looked at the man together.

  The man shrank in fear. "Uh, would you like to see him?"

  Yan Mo found that he could not stop what was in his hand from drilling into his arm and immediately asked, "Where is that man?" ——