Chapter 161: Bonfire Party, Sword Vapor Turning into Wind?
It wasn't dark yet, and the sky in the distance was a patch of red.
Small tables were set up around the campfire, and a few strong men, shirtless, took roasted whole lamb and distributed the lamb to each table.
Among them, there is a middle-aged man who looks exceptionally strong, it is Ma Yao's father, the owner of this tribal farm, Ma Huayun.
At this time, the drone hovered high above the tribe, quietly watching this nomadic bonfire, so that netizens can also watch the customs of the real ethnic minorities.
The popularity of Ning Fei's live broadcast room has surged again.
At this time, I saw Ma Huayun pouring mare's milk wine into a silver bowl, and holding it on a long hada, walking towards Ning Fei, while singing, the traditional Mongolian toast song.
"First cup, to our most expensive guest today, Ning Fei, Bu Ri Gude of the grassland!"
Ma Huayun said heroically.
"Oh~~~"
The rest of the group cheered, and the atmosphere became very hot.
At this time, there was a netizen called "Blue Sky My Home" who said:
This is called pouring wine and toasting guests, which is the traditional way of Mongolian hospitality. In the hearts of nomads, wine is the crystallization of grains and the most precious food. The offering with fine wine is to express the respect of the grassland herdsmen for the guests. ”
At this time, Ning Fei first let Ma Huayun put Hada on his neck, and then took the wine, but did not drink it directly. Instead, he dipped his ring finger in the direction of the sky, the earth, and the campfire, and then drank the wine in the cup.
Ning Fei's actions made netizens particularly curious.
"What is this?"
Some netizens couldn't help but ask.
"Blue Sky My Home" explained: "It is a traditional Mongolian custom, where guests light a bonfire with wine to show respect to the gods of heaven, earth and fire, and also to accept the pure friendship of the host. ”
Hearing his explanation, many netizens suddenly realized.
"There are so many etiquette!"
"It seems that Lord Ning Guan has completely integrated into it. ”
"It feels so good to wear a pure Hada. ”
"I can give you Hada with toilet paper. ”
"Can that feel the same?"
At the bonfire party, everyone ate roast whole sheep and drank wine in the cheers, which was very bold.
Ning Fei originally drank an average amount of alcohol, but there was no way if he didn't drink it on that occasion just now, and after this cup went down, he suddenly felt a little up.
But fortunately, after eating a few bites of roast mutton, it was relieved.
The mutton tastes very good, fat but not greasy, and it is full of flavor when chewed. The roast lamb here is really a must, I'm afraid you may not be able to eat such delicious lamb in other places.
"Not bad. ”
Ning Fei exclaimed.
Ning Fei drinks the unique milk tea of the Mongolian people, and the people in the tribe prefer tea in addition to liking and mare's milk wine, and basically can't do without tea for three meals a day.
The taste of mare's milk wine is too strong, some people like it and think it is very delicious, and those who don't like it smell a little dizzy.
Ma Huayun sat on the main seat, Ma Yao and Li Yan sat on one side, Ning Fei and Lin Yue'er sat on the other side, there were not many young people in the tribe, so Ning Fei was arranged to be with Lin Yue'er.
Mongolian people are basically very good at singing and dancing.
During the feast, the sound of the horse-head fiddle and the sound of Mongolian songs swirl around the bonfire. Then a big man left his seat and walked to the campfire and danced.
His dance is a unique dance of ethnic minorities, and it has a unique flavor against the backdrop of flames.
The others cheered for him.
Netizens watched the live broadcast and were very envious.
Ning Fei took them and saw a different way of life.
At this time, after the dance of the big man, there was a sound of appreciation around him.
"Ning Fei, you can also dance one!" Ma Yao shouted at Ning Fei with a smile in the crowd.
"Here's one, the eagle of the steppe!"
"Burigud!
"Burigud!"
"Here's one!"
As soon as Ma Yao shouted like this, the atmosphere around him became more and more lively, and the others immediately shouted.
Netizens were infected by such an atmosphere, and the barrage was densely surging.
"Haha, Lord Ningguan has one!"
"Show them a show!"
"Let them see the dance of the Central Plains!"
Ning Fei was very helpless, he had always been low-key, but the atmosphere was set to this point, and he seemed too stingy if he didn't play.
Dance, he won't, that's true.
But, dancing the sword, he will.
"Falcon, take my peachwood sword. Ning Fei stood up and said to the little falcon.
The peachwood sword hung in the house, and there was a ventilated window open in the room where the falcon could fly in.
The little falcon has a high IQ, and it is not difficult to get a sword.
Then, there was a scene that stunned everyone in the tribe.
I saw Ning Fei walking to the bonfire, and the white falcon fell from the sky, holding a peachwood long sword in both claws, and actually handed the long sword to Ning Fei's hand.
Netizens were also a little dumbfounded, but after seeing the expressions of those herdsmen, they were happy.
"Hahaha, their expressions are the same as the first time I watched Ningguan's live broadcast. ”
"Well, a look of bewilderment and disbelief. ”
"This bird is a god!"
"White Falcon sends a sword, how do you say this style compares?"
The herders expressed some doubts about life. ”
"This is the Immortal!"
Ning Fei took the peachwood sword and immediately got up!
Dancing the sword to help the wine to rejoice, this is the favorite performance situation of the princes and generals of ancient China, full of ancient charm.
This time, the swordsmanship Ning Fei chose was the Wudang Sword!
The Wudang sword is both rigid and soft, fast and slow and orderly, full of rhythmic changes.
When it is slow, it is like pacing in the garden, when it is fast, it is like dancing in the sand, and when it is changed, the wind swings the lotus leaves, tactfully and naturally, chic and elegant.
In the eyes of the nomads, Ning Fei's movements were clean and neat, full of a wanton and unrestrained beauty.
Beside the bonfire, Ning Fei's figure was vigorous and jumped in the air, just like a martial arts master.
And then, there was a scene that stunned everyone.
I saw Ning Fei pause suddenly, and immediately, he pointed his sword at the ground, drew a full moon, and made an upward slashing motion.
This is not a simple action.
He slashed upwards in the direction he was facing, and it was a bonfire!
His sword turned into a gust of wind and struck straight at the campfire. The bonfire suddenly trembled violently, as if it were about to be extinguished!
Sword Vaporization Wind!
A powerful swordsman, he can extinguish a row of candles with just his sword energy.
However, the bonfire only trembled for a few seconds like a man's do, and then it was calm again.
Ning Fei's operation really stunned the people in the tribe.
Some people don't know Ning Fei, they only know that he is Ma Yao's friend, and they have won Ma Huayun's respect before, and they don't know what he will do.
However, now after Ning Fei danced the sword, these people suddenly felt that Ning Fei was simply a master in martial arts stories, with very powerful martial arts!
Lin Yue'er and Li Yan were not surprised by Ning Fei's ability because they had watched Ning Fei's live broadcast.
Others don't think so.
"Awesome!"
Ma Huayun took the lead in applauding, and the others immediately cheered.
"The Eagle of the Prairie!"
"One more time!"
"Worthy of Burigud!"
The atmosphere was warm to the extreme!
Netizens were also infected by such an atmosphere, and a large number of people sent rockets.
[Jiang Gongzi] sent 10 super rockets: "Lord Ning Guan is still domineering!"
[Mr. Yan] sent 10 super rockets: "It's still interesting to watch Ning Guanzhu's live broadcast!"
[A temple in the mountains, a pot of wine] send 5 super rockets: "Find a treasure anchor, give a reward!"
Ning Fei put away his sword, waved at everyone, and returned to his seat.
Lin Yue'er poured him a cup of hot tea and exclaimed, "You are so powerful." ”
"Thank you. Ning Fei responded politely.
After that, more and more people left their seats and danced around the campfire.
On the one hand, it is because everyone is very happy to sing and dance, and on the other hand, because there is a large temperature difference between day and night, and now it has cooled down, and it is warmer around the bonfire.
The sound of the horse-head qin mixed with laughter wafted across the grassland, and under the light of the bonfire, every face was filled with the purest smile.