"Mr. Ling, you may not have thought that our Chen family actually lives in the mountains of the Xing'an Mountains in the north, and is a descendant of an ethnic minority called the Kamor tribe.

In order to escape the war, my ancestors left the mountains with some of their children, and finally came to the south, settled down in Guangdong, multiplied, and established the Chen family.

As for moving to Hong Kong Island, it was only a decision made by my grandfather's generation, and most of the descendants of the Chen family still live in the Canton area.

Not only in the outside world, but even some of the descendants of our Chen family regard Yuezhou as their ancestral home. And there are very few children of the Chen family who really know that they are descendants of the Carmore tribe.

After all, the era when the ancestors left the Xing'an Mountains was too far away, and the former sea has become mulberry fields.

We, the descendants of the Kamor tribe, have followed the local customs in the cycle of the years, whether it is language, living habits, and even appearance, etc., it is difficult to find traces of the Kamor tribesmen.

The only thing that remains unchanged is that we still have the blood of the Kamol clan in our veins, and an ancient and mysterious inheritance that has been passed down from generation to generation by our Chen family for thousands of years. ”

After Old Man Chen said the word "inheritance", he stopped talking and glanced at Ling Zikai, as if he was a little hesitant, whether he should tell the other party the biggest secret in the family.

"Old man, if it's about your family's secrets, you don't have to tell me as an outsider!"

Ling Zikai looked at Old Man Chen's hesitant appearance, and said something interestingly.

Old Man Chen waved his hand and said, "Mr. Ling, I don't know if you have ever heard of the name 'shaman'?"

I don't need to ask, I'm the one myself!

Ling Zikai thought in his heart, but his face remained silent, and said, "I heard my godsister say the name Shaman, because she herself is also a descendant of an ethnic minority called the Durenk tribe.

According to her explanation, in the past, in some ethnic minority tribes in the north there would be a priest called a 'shaman'.

It is said that they are the embodiment of the gods, who can heal, exorcise demons, divination, beg for blessings, etc., and can convey people's prayers and wishes to the gods, and can also convey the will of the gods to people. Anyway, it looks mysterious. Moreover, his status in the tribe is also very noble, and he can sit on an equal footing with the tribal chief.

However, the times are different now, and in the eyes of most people, shamans seem to be no different from those 'dancing gods' wizards!"

Old Man Chen shook his head and said, "Mr. Ling, what you have learned is only a superficial phenomenon that exists universally. A real shaman is not what you think it is. ”

As for the relevant knowledge of shamans, Ling Zikai got it from Du Juan, and he didn't know a lot, but he was looking forward to Old Man Chen being able to bring him some new understanding.

"When I was very young, my grandfather would often tell me a story:

It is said that a long, long time ago, in the reckless forest of the Xing'an Mountains, there were only birds and animals, and no human beings appeared.

Later, a deity named Gus passed by.

This god called Gus has the ability to create all living beings.

He looked at the sun, the stars, and the moon in the sky, and the mountains, rivers, plants, birds, and animals on the earth, but he always felt that something was missing in this forest.

And when he had thought about it, he made ten men and ten women out of the bones of birds and beasts and on the clay.

Because he became a man first, then a woman, and when he was done with a man, the birds and beasts did not have enough bones and flesh, so they added more dirt to supplement them, so that the woman who worked later had little strength and could not do heavy work.

Gus saw that the difference in strength between men and women was too great, and this was not good.

Therefore, he added some bones and flesh of birds and beasts to the woman, and the strength of the woman was too great to be compared to the man.

Later, the god Gus took some bones and flesh from the woman, and reduced the strength of the woman, and this time the strength of the man and woman was almost the same, and the man and woman cooperated to create many offspring.

Because it was the god Gus who created humans, these people were called Gus.

In the beginning, the Gus did not know how to wear clothes, they were naked, they had hair all over their bodies, they hibernate in winter, and they did not wake up until spring. The wild fruits were not full, and some of them starved to death.

So the god Gus took wild beasts and gave them meat to eat.

Give ten roe deer first, and they will be eaten up in one day;

and fifty roe deer, and they were soon eaten;

Give another hundred roe deer, and in less than ten days they will all be eaten.

At this moment, the god Gus got angry and said that you people are too lazy and industrious, and sooner or later you will starve to death!

I can't stay here forever to help them!

After thinking about it, the god Gus cut off a piece of meat from his body, turned into a clone that was exactly the same as himself, and continued to stay and teach these Gusi people to catch wild beasts to make a living, teach them to fight together, catch the meat of wild beasts, peel off the skin, eat meat, and use animal skins to drape their bodies as clothing.

At that time, the Gusi people did not know how to use fire, but when they saw the fire happening, they felt that it was very hot near the flames, and the beasts that were burned by the fire tasted very good.

The doppelganger of Nagus taught them how to use fire, leaving behind the rule of making a campfire their home.

Survive the winter by a campfire and never hibernate again.

Wild beasts were brought to roast meat to eat, and barbecue meat became their best meal, and in this way, the Gusi people were passed down from generation to generation, hunting in the mountains, eating animal meat, wearing animal skins, and living by hunting.

And that clone of Gus was also respected by everyone, and became the messenger of the god Gus, and was called 'Shaman' by everyone!"

Listening to Old Lady Chen's speech, Ling Zikai suddenly thought of the mysterious murals painted in the cave of the Nagusi ruins in the Falling Star Valley.

Those paintings also record some of the origin stories of the Gusi people, although they are different from the plot just told by Old Man Chen, but they all appear a very key character - the first generation of shamans.

"Old Man Chen, if I'm not mistaken, in the next story, that shaman should have been murdered by those Gusi people!"

"Hey, you've heard this story before?"

Old Man Chen glanced at Ling Zikai, and was not much surprised that Ling Zikai could guess the next development of the story.

For the origin legend of the Gusi people in ancient times, it has been circulated in the north, especially in the Xing'an Mountains for thousands of years, although there are various versions, but the main story framework is still the same, so he nodded and said:

"You guessed it right! It is said that the human heart is not enough to swallow an elephant! Although the Nagus shaman helped the Gus people live a good life in peace and contentment, because he was made of the flesh and blood of the god Gus, he has mysterious and unpredictable skills.

As time passed, some other thoughts gradually developed in the hearts of those Gusi people: although the shaman was wholeheartedly helping everyone, wouldn't it be better if he passed on his heavenly abilities to everyone!

Once this thought arises, it spreads like a plague.

Finally, one day, some Gusi people approached the shaman and asked him to pass on the abilities he had on him.

The shaman seemed to have expected such an outcome, so he said angrily, 'You also know that I am nothing more than a piece of flesh and blood of the god Gus, and all my abilities are given by the god Gus, and if you want to get my inheritance, you must eat me! I have helped you so much, can you bear to eat me?'

One of the Gus said, "Since you said that you are just a piece of meat cut from the god Gus, it is no different from the meat we usually cut from the roe deer that we bring from the mountains!

Seeing that the Gus were determined to eat themselves, the shaman said with some grief and indignation: "I curse you ungrateful people! Even if you eat my flesh, you will not be easily inherited!"

After the shaman finished speaking, his body suddenly exploded on its own, turning into countless fragments and flying in all directions.

After those Gusi people were stunned for a moment, they all wanted to grab those inheritance fragments, so they began to beat each other and fight.

For the greed in his heart, the clansmen who originally flowed with the same blood have become enemies.

They left the Guth tribe with their relatives, found a place to live, and formed new tribes.

From then on, there were no more Gusi people in this world. ”

Speaking of this, Old Man Chen sighed faintly, with incomparable sadness and helplessness in his voice.

Although he already knew the final outcome, Ling Zikai still asked curiously, "What about the future? Did those people of the Gusi tribe really eat the minced meat that they snatched, and then get the shaman's inheritance?"

Old Man Chen said: "Although what I just said is just an ancient legend, no one can verify the truth of it.

But not all the tribes in the north have 'shamans', and they do possess some mysterious and mysterious magical abilities that are difficult to explain by common sense.

As for whether it is related to the fragments of the shaman's body that were eaten and snatched back then, no one can verify.

But one thing is certain, that is, in every tribe, the shaman is a single person, and when the old shaman's life is about to end, a new shaman's inheritor will appear.

In other words, not everyone can become a shaman, but it is destined for a long time!

If understood from the perspective of modern science, every shaman is born with some kind of genetic inheritance. And the source of this genetics must have come from the first generation of shamans. ”

Listening to Old Man Chen's explanation, Ling Zikai said secretly in his heart: According to your statement, wouldn't I also have this kind of genetic gene in my body. Could it be that my ancestors were also from the Gus?

"Old man, you've been telling stories about shamans for a long time, but it doesn't seem to have anything to do with why you suffer from that strange disease!"