Lin Ziyi held Ye Tian's head, sitting on his shoulders, and arrived at the mountaintop smoothly. The other ten people were all panting like dogs, and the guide was sitting on the ground. Only Ye Tian's face remained unchanged, and he even had the energy to go to a nearby tree to pick wild fruits for Lin Ziyi.
A young man under twenty years old, panting, gave Ye Tian a thumbs-up. "Brother, you're amazing. How did you train like this? Your stamina is terrifying."
Ye Tian smiled, "I like to run."
The young man's girlfriend, a round-faced girl with a pretty face, was drinking water weakly and asked the guide, "We'll be down the mountain soon, right?"
The guide nodded, "That's right, once we're down the mountain."
The group was quite exhausted and rested for a full half hour. Ye Tian took out some fruit from his backpack for Lin Ziyi to eat. Dafeng Novel Network.
As the guide was about to descend, a bamboo whistle sound suddenly came from the opposite mountain, sounding very strange.
The guide's body suddenly stiffened, and he slowly sat down, saying, "Don't go down the mountain yet, wait a moment."
The crowd immediately became dissatisfied. "If we don't go down now, when will we? Are we waiting until dark?"
The guide lowered his voice and said, "On the opposite mountain, there are people from the Ghost Witch Cult active. These people live in the deep mountains and forests, they don't even have household registration, and they are very barbaric. If we go down now, we are very likely to run into them."
Someone asked, "What will happen if we meet them?"
The guide replied, "These people are very barbaric, and I certainly don't want to meet them."
Although he didn't say it explicitly, everyone understood that these people were likely very dangerous, and some of the more timid ones even began to retreat.
Ye Tian, however, was very interested. He asked the guide, "What are the Ghost Witch Cult people doing on the opposite mountain?"
The guide said, "They should be visiting that old witch doctor. The old witch doctor lives on the opposite mountain."
Ye Tian asked, "Are they sick?"
The guide explained, "People from the Ghost Witch Cult often get injured and frequently come to the old witch doctor for treatment. I heard from my elders that this old witch doctor was once a member of the Ghost Witch Cult."
Ye Tian was very interested in the witch doctor. He said to Lin Ziyi, "Ziyi, stay with them and don't wander off. I'm going to the other side to take a look."
The guide was startled. "What did you say? Go to the other side? Are you trying to die?"
Ye Tian patted his shoulder. "Don't worry, you take care of everyone. I'll be back soon."
After speaking, he quickly descended the mountain and soon disappeared.
The guide stomped his feet. "This is going to cause trouble."
Lin Ziyi smiled and said, "Guide, my boyfriend is very capable, he'll be fine."
Ye Tian soon arrived at the opposite mountain. The bamboo whistle sound occasionally sounded, and he walked directly towards the direction of the whistle.
A few minutes later, he saw a small wooden building. Six mountain people stood in front of the building, wearing black ghost face masks.
In front of the wooden building, a man with a swollen body lay on the ground. At this moment, an old man was smearing a medicinal juice on the swollen man's body.
Just then, the swollen man's eyes suddenly rolled back, and his body began to convulse. The old man, wearing a black robe and with long hair, saw this and said, "He can't be saved, carry him away."
He was speaking in the local dialect, which Ye Tian didn't understand, but he grasped the general meaning.
Beside him, a burly man knelt on the ground, saying something that seemed to be begging the old man to think of another way.
The old man shook his head, indicating his inability to help.
The burly man's eyes were red, and he stared blankly at the man lying on the ground, his expression sorrowful.
Ye Tian walked over and said, "Let me take a look."
Everyone present was stunned for a moment. They saw him walk over, squat in front of the injured man, flip his eyelids, and press a few times on the swollen areas.
Then, he took out his immortal needles and began to perform acupuncture on the man. In less than two minutes, the convulsing man calmed down.
The burly man and the others were all dumbfounded. He asked in surprise, "You can cure my brother?"
Ye Tian heard him speaking in Mandarin and nodded, "I need some medicinal herbs. Hurry and find someone to get them."
The man nodded vigorously. "Okay!"
Ye Tian wrote a prescription and had someone go to fetch the medicine. Then he stood up and looked at the old man, "Are you the witch doctor?"
The old man was also somewhat surprised by Ye Tian's actions. He asked, "Young man, who are you?"
Ye Tian smiled, "I'm here for tourism, and I happened to pass by. However, I've heard of your great name."
The witch doctor said indifferently, "What's the use of having a big name? I still couldn't save the person. If you hadn't come, this person would have died."