World of Beasts: Green Snake, please pet it gently

An Ran stood at the entrance of the cave and looked inside. He had gray hair, wrinkles on his face, skinny hands, and was dressed in clean black animal skin. With his bright eyes, he looked very capable.

"Witch doctor, can I come in?"

The witch doctor turned his eyes and looked at An Ran: "Is something wrong?"

An Ran: "I want to talk to you about Yin Guang's illness."

"You are the female of Chief Changliu!" The witch doctor smiled when he said this: "Come in."

She wanted to know what she could do to stop the disease from spreading.

An Ran shook the dirt off her feet before walking in and sitting on the stool beside the stone table.

"What method did you use to prevent the red rash on their bodies from spreading?"

Before An Ran could speak, the old witch doctor spoke impatiently.

An Ran didn't hide it either. After all, a witch doctor was snatched away. He didn't blame them and asked about the patient's condition as soon as he came. He was considered a very good person.

She is also a female who likes medicine very much, but she was born in the wrong era. If she had been born in modern times, with her broadmindedness as a doctor and her persistence in medicine, she would definitely be an expert that ordinary people like them could not get.

It's a pity that An Ran doesn't know much, but she will definitely know everything about illness.

"I used soap to clean their bodies and required them to bathe every day. Then, all the animal skin clothes they wore were scalded with boiling water and dried before they could be worn."

"I thought it would be nice if there was sun to bask in it, but it's a pity that the sun in winter can't bask the hides at all."

The old witch doctor was a little confused, but she understood one thing, that is, she paid great attention to the hygiene of these sick orcs.

But everyone uses clean water to wash the animal skin and body, so it’s not considered dirty.

In the past, she also asked the tribesmen to clean their bodies every day, but it still didn't work. The disease progressed rapidly and the itching was extremely severe. Many people would scratch themselves until their flesh and blood were bloody. Some could not bear the itching and committed suicide, and some scratched themselves to death.

It is much more terrible than other infectious diseases, and the death is much more painful and miserable.

"What is soap?"

An Ran smiled slightly when he heard her question. He didn't expect that the old witch doctor was the old witch doctor and he would grasp the key point so quickly.

"You'll find out if you come with me and take a look."

The old witch doctor pointed outside in confusion: "Get out?"

An Ran nodded: "Well, I'll dress you thicker so you won't feel cold anymore."

Then An Ran found a long-haired brown animal skin from her father's pile of animal skins and put it on the old witch doctor's body. She also dug out two pieces of thick, rough short-haired animal skins and tied them around her feet.

"Okay."

The old witch doctor looked at the two layers of animal skins wrapped around his feet. It would indeed not be cold when he went out, but it would cost a lot of animal skins.

"Isn't this a bit wasteful?"

An Ran was amused by her simple look: "No, the males of our tribe will hunt more animal skins and come back."

The old witch doctor nodded, it was just two pieces of animal skins. Even a medium-sized tribe could afford these two small pieces.

He slowly walked out of the cave and looked up outside. All he saw was a bustling crowd, which was completely different from the deserted Yunqi tribe. He rubbed his eyes in disbelief.

Standing blankly at the entrance of the cave, it took a long time to calm down: "Aren't they afraid of the cold?"

An Ran supported her: "Everyone is working, so it won't feel cold when you move."

Only then did the old witch doctor realize that except for a few young females with their cubs who were chatting around the fire, everyone else was coming and going in a hurry.

Hu Bing and Qing Qing were chatting with someone by the fire. They turned around and saw An Ran helping a strange old female out.

He smiled and said, "An Ran, who is this?"

An Ran: "This is the witch doctor."

As soon as he finished speaking, the whole crowd exploded.

"The patriarch really brought the witch doctor back."

"The clan leader is so powerful."

Someone looked at the witch doctor excitedly and grabbed the little bastard who was still playing with the snowman in the snow: "Baby, come here quickly and let the witch doctor touch it."

Those cubs who were running happily were caught by their mother, and they pouted their mouths in displeasure.

"I'm not sick."

Hu Bing also quickly grabbed his three little leopards: "You know nothing, the witch doctor can communicate with the beast god. Being touched by the witch doctor can make you healthy and safe."

When the old witch doctor saw how popular he was, he felt that this tribe was still somewhat normal.

He raised his hand and touched the heads of the little cubs: "Okay, okay, the beast god will bless you."

An Ran and the old witch doctor were already surrounded and couldn't stop talking: "You guys have fun, I'll take the witch doctor to visit the tribe."

Qingqing was a little embarrassed and stuffed all the dried meat in her hands into the arms of the old witch doctor.

"Thank you, witch doctor, for your blessing."

Seeing this, the other females quickly brought over the snacks in their hands, and soon the witch doctor's arms were full.

The witch doctor was a little embarrassed by this sudden feeding. Although she had a distinguished status, everyone was afraid of her.

This was the first time I saw someone who wasn't afraid of her like this. He lowered his head and looked at the small animal skin pocket which was full of black and yellow things.

"what is this?"

An Ran: "It's a small piece of dried meat made by us females and used as snacks."

Hearing this, the witch doctor frowned. He didn't expect that this seemingly small tribe could live such a prosperous life, and the females could even eat snacks!

I glanced at the females, all of them were fair-skinned and beautiful, and the cubs also had smooth and shiny fur, and they were fleshy and cute to the touch.

At first glance, the food looks very good.

He smiled and took out a dried meat: "Then I'll try it."

Picking one up and putting it in his mouth, his eyes lit up. Although it was a bit hard, it tasted salty and delicious: "Is there any salt in this?"

An Ran smiled softly: "Yes, it has been marinated with salt first."

The old witch doctor only ate one piece, mainly because his teeth were not good and he couldn't eat it even if he wanted to. He packed the rest with him so that he could use it as a cushion if he was hungry at night.

"Let's go and see that fat..."

"It's soap."

The two of them left the center of the tribe and headed toward the back. The brown sugar workshop they had previously stopped at was now being used to make soap. The stoves and stone pots were ready-made.

The old witch doctor followed An Ran around a small corner and saw several thatched sheds in the col here.

There are still many orcs working inside.

An Ran led him to one of the work sheds, picked up a piece of finished product and handed it to her: "This is it."

The old witch doctor took the snow-white thing and squeezed it to make it hard, but not very hard.

I held it under my nose and smelled it, but there was no smell at all. I just looked at it like this and had no idea how it was made.

He turned around and looked at the earthen stove behind him. Each large pot was boiling with oil, and there was a large pot of fragrant oil residue next to it.

There was a large piece of uncut suet on the other side of the board, which the old witch doctor recognized at a glance.

He frowned and picked up a piece of snow-white suet: "This feels a bit like soap. Is it really made of it?"

An Ran nodded slightly: "Yes."

"Come here and see how it works."

There was an old male who came to test the functions of each batch of soap. There were also a lot of dirty animal skins piled next to it, all for testing.

The old witch doctor walked over curiously and saw a large bucket of hot water in front of the old male and a large pile of dirty animal skins on the ground.

I saw him pick up a piece of soap and apply it lightly on the animal skin. White bubbles soon appeared, and then washed it once in the warm water next to it. If the animal skin was dirty and could not see the color, just wash it. out.

She said in surprise: "This animal skin is actually brown!"

"I thought it was just black."

After the old male washed the animal skin clean, he took out a small stick and checked the animal fur bit by bit to see if there was anything that had not been cleaned. He was very careful in his work.

After the inspection was completed, the old male put the animal skin in a clean backpack without raising his head: "How can it be black?"

"It's impossible to see whether the black animal skin has been washed or not."

The old witch doctor nodded in agreement with this. Although the black animal skin is not eye-catching or ugly, it is really resistant to dirt. Unlike other colors, you can clearly see if it is dirty.

The stains on animal skins can be washed away, and the stains on people's bodies can also be washed away.

No wonder those who are sick can be controlled.

"Little female, you must be a witch doctor too."

The old witch doctor smiled as if he had seen through you.

An Ran waved her hands repeatedly: "No, no, no, I'm not. If I were a witch doctor, I wouldn't invite you all the way."

She just knows a little bit about it.

The old witch doctor took her hand enthusiastically and said, "Don't be humble. You know how to use this method to control the disease. You are a witch doctor."