Chapter 161: We Believe in Qinghuan

"Elder, although you are the Great Elder, you haven't been among the tribe these years and have done nothing for us, but Qinghuan helps us eat and clothe, so we believe her words."

"Yes, I also believe Om."

Almost all the sick tribe members believe Nan Qinghuan, and Dashan hurriedly said, "Elder, what Om says is true, I also believe her."

In fact, Dashan thinks Om is impressive; even A Yue cannot cure some illnesses, but Om says taking medicine will suffice.

"Y-You, you all..."

Elder, angry with his beard bristling and eyes narrowed, didn't know how to answer; he had just left, and these tribe members had been listening to this female.

Nan Qinghuan saw the old man had nothing left to say and said, "If you have nothing to say, shut up."

"Listen to what kind of words these are, Ying, you treat the tribe's elders like this, letting your Om go mad and speak recklessly here?"

Elder scolded Ying, but Ying simply replied coldly, "Elder, I think Qinghuan makes sense; if she can take care of the tribe's illnesses, why must we perform the Ritual to the Rain God, wasting the tribe's lives in vain?"

"You, would you desecrate a god just for a female?"

"God?"

A trace of helplessness passed through Ying's eyes. Indeed, since childhood he had been taught the cycles of sun and moon, that everything in the tribe was bestowed by the Heavenly God—the food they ate, their lives, even the places they lived. Yet... each year they performed the Ritual to the Heavenly God, spending a great deal of manpower, but the Heavenly God still gave them no protection. He recalled the words Nan Qinghuan once said in the Otherworld; perhaps she was right—there is no Heavenly God in this world.

Before, he thought Qinghuan was too arrogant and daring to desecrate the divine, but now... she says they cannot rely on gods, only on themselves.

For example, last year they did not hold a Ritual, yet later they offered a lot of food in worship, but the god did not protect them, and many tribe members still died.

At this moment, Ying's faith was quietly changing.

"All I know is that when the tribe needs help, Qinghuan is there; I have not seen where the god is."

"Ying, what nonsense are you spouting?"

"Ying, you have a god, Om is the Goddess, have you forgotten?"

When those words were spoken, Shigong sneered, "The Goddess? She is not."

"Enough, old man. Whether I'm the Goddess has nothing to do with you. Don't say I bully you, old fool. I'll make a bet with you: if tonight I can make their bodies not itch, you may not think about the Ritual again, okay?"

Shigong didn't back down, glared at her fiercely, "If you have that ability, old man, just wait. If you can't, the old man will have the Three Great Elders return to the tribe and thoroughly interrogate you, the foreign female."

When those words were spoken, some tribe members grew worried.

Axi also worried, "Qinghuan..."

If the Four Great Elders all return, Ying won't be able to protect Qinghuan.

"Axi, don't worry. If I say it's possible, then it's possible."

After saying that, she hurriedly looked at Shigong, "You old man can get lost; I'm going to give them medicine now."

It must be said, Nan Qinghuan dislikes this old man greatly, because he is Shiva's husband; she always finds him unsightly, and on the contrary, her arrival makes the tribe's clergy jealous of her, which is why they cause trouble.

"You female dare tell me to get lost?"

When has the old man ever taken such offense? He glared fiercely at Ying, "Ying, does your Om bully the Great Elder like this?"

Ying, however, was protective, "Shigong, I think Qinghuan is right; since you have returned, go rest. Ji Lei, see him off."

"Y-You also..."

"I'm going to tell A Mu, and see what you look like now?"

"Whatever you like."

Ying had long grown tired of these old fools; just because they are elders, they have done many things he disapproves of.

"Hmph, just wait."

Leaving those words, Shigong stormed off in a huff; after he left, Ji Lei hurried forward, "Ying, by offending Shigong like this, if..."

"What are you afraid of? I've long wanted to deal with him; when the time comes, I will reclaim all their tribe members."

Hearing that, Ji Lei also realized he was finally about to act.

"It's far from easy."

These intricately intertwined tribe members are extremely powerful; Ying appears to keep his promises, yet at times he is also constrained by these elders, and now can only place his hope on Om.

Ying's protectiveness made Nan Qinghuan very happy, "Ying, thank you."

"Qinghuan, how do you plan to save them?"

Ying also decided to stay here to help Nan Qinghuan treat illnesses; although he doesn't understand, he can learn, and moreover, he wants to watch her, watch her heal the tribe.

Nan Qinghuan, cradling A Tu in her arms, instructed Youchao Xuan to first disinfect the patients with wine, then prepared to take A Tu to wash his feet clean.

It must be said, A Tu's feet were truly filthy, as if never cleaned before.

A basin of water turned black the moment it was poured in.

This made A Tu's mother, A Mu, quite embarrassed, "Om, let me do it; these feet smell terrible, let me handle it; how could you..."

"Sister-in-law, how could you cut off A Tu's toe?"

She saw A Tu missing a toe, a pitiful child—how painful! The woman was startled, then realized that "sister-in-law" was how she addressed herself, "Is Om asking me?" Dashan gave a side glance, "Weren't you saying you... or who?"

The woman was very embarrassed, gave a bitter smile, "He was in too much pain; I had no choice."

She massaged A Tu's feet while feeling sorry for the few‑year‑old child; she realized the tribe had many things needing change, yet she had only solved the food, clothing, and shelter issues, and many internal problems still required resolution.

Clean houses, divided families, each household working, these things that seem ordinary today were very hard for these Ancient People.

They need a shift in mindset to adapt, and she also needs time to change.

She originally wanted to rebuild the houses quickly, but now the eczema must be treated before proceeding; fortunately eczema isn't a serious illness—just find some Herbal Medicine to brew.

After washing A Tu's feet, she placed them on a clean Stone Bed, then dried them with Beast Skin; A Tu seemed never to have seen his feet so fair, blinking his innocent big eyes.

"A Mu, Goddess, my feet are so white!"

"You, thank the medicine and the Goddess for cleaning you."

"Thank you, Goddess."

A Tu lifted his head and thanked Nan Qinghuan; the child's eyes were clear and transparent, and she couldn't help but pat his little face, "Don't thank me; when Youchao Xuan uncle returns, he'll first disinfect you with wine."

"Qinghuan, what is disinfection?"

Ying didn't understand what disinfection meant; a few people from Dashan also watched her expectantly, and Nan Qinghuan hurried to stand and explain, "The wine we drink contains alcohol, which can serve to disinfect the skin; it works on knife wounds and external injuries."

No one understood her words; they could only grasp that the wine had another use.

Nan Qinghuan was also a bit worried; the eczema Yunnan Baiyao could no longer be used. Although the Space had been upgraded, one cannot simply take whatever one wants, so most of the time one still has to rely on oneself.

The Space had reached the fifth level, but upgrades were becoming increasingly difficult. The last time it was opened was when we helped the Wolf Clan farm, and now there is no other merit to use, so most of the work must be created by one's own hands.

Ying understood, but was quite astonished, "Qinghuan, you mean this wine can not only be drunk, but also be poured onto wounds?"