The Little Lord Chapter 446 Evenk Shaman

The third cannon proudly stroked the barrel of the shotgun. There's still residual warmth on it. endured: "Good gun!" ”

"Good marksmanship!" The men of Evenin were all excited. Although some of them are able to reach such a level. But he didn't have the courage.

The fat man ran back from a distance. Braided and took out a handkerchief. Give him a wipe of the fruit puree. The fat man's mouth was endless: "Third uncle." Why did you put the gun in advance? I'm not ready yet. ”

Wang Sanpao laughed twice: "If you really shout three." I'm afraid that your kid's psychological quality is not too strong. In case of scare, lie down. It's not going to be all smashed. ”

"Am I that bad? Third uncle. If you don't have a living in the future. Let's go to the circus to perform this show. It's sure to be thrilling enough. "The fat man was scared just now. But now the mentality has returned. It's as heartless and heartless as ever. So I started talking nonsense.

"A circus is to be formed. It's enough for them to set up one of their own. I'm in charge of taming the animals. Fat Uncle performs equestrianism. Kiki said with wide eyes. Look at the sub. The little guy is really a little excited. But think of Kiki turning around the clumsy hairy and even the wielding of their commands. It has to be the best circus in the world. Even the fat man is a little looking forward to it.

"Guests from afar - back to the house road. Come to our home and meet the warmest hospitality of the Evenks. Eguna invited everyone. Wang Sanpao's shot. It can be regarded as a complete subjugation of these men.

Those Evenki youths stepped forward to help the guests. This is also their hospitality. When the fat man didn't even have the reins of the saddle on his horse. Stunned again: only the best rider on our steppe. I can't do it.

So they all rushed to help the fat man take care of the horse. But there was not even a rope. I can't pull it at all. And the white horse saw the living approaching. It was a little uneasy. The hooves kept digging on the grass. There is also a warning in the nose.

"Brothers, this horse is wild, stay away." The fat man saw the signs. Hurriedly shouted. If you really kick your master, you can't hurt it. That's called faux pas.

People are good at fiddling with horses. It was also seen that these two horses must not be touched by others. So I can only envy the side. For herders, nothing is more appealing than a good horse.

Entered Mongolia. The layout inside is pretty much the same. Merely. There is no hanging portrait of Genghis Khan and no gods. to the most eye-catching party. A pair of long antlers hangs. Fat man guessed. It could be a deer. Seemingly. This is probably the totem of the Evenki people.

"The Mongols used the blue wolf as a totem. The Evenks use the reindeer as their totem. In fact, the reason is almost the same, don't the Han people take the dragon as the Teng. The fat man pondered in his heart.

Eguna invited the guests to take their seats. The seat is made of fox skin stitched together, mostly red. The Evenks are most fond of fox hunting and deer hunting. Because both of these beasts are very alert. Not easy to catch. The more so. The more you can show the true skills of a hunter.

Kiki sat on it and muttered, "It's a good thing I didn't bring Honghong—" "What's Honghong?" "Eguna's youngest son is in his teens. So I was very affectionate with Kiki and Burigood.

"Honghong is the fox I raised, and Maomao is a monkey. Clumsy and Doodoo are two dogs—" Kiki snapped his fingers like a treasure. Tell your new acquaintance about your pets at home. It's been a few days since I came out. The little one really misses them. "Bear-" The Evenks in the yurt immediately became shocked: "Little girl." How dare you raise bears at home! ”

The fat man couldn't help scratching his head: What's the matter. How to mention bears. This person seems to be scared?

He didn't know. In the nature of the Evenks. There is an innate awe of bears. No matter how good the Evenki hunters. When you see a bear, you usually run away. Hunt less. In their folklore. Bears turned out to be human, too. But because a mistake was made. Only then was he punished by the gods as a bear. So there is a waiting to see. The bear walks on two hind legs. But after all, it was once a human being. So the bear made a request to the gods: I will become a bear. People can eat my meat. But bones can't be littered

So the bear was killed. The Evenks said that the bear was asleep. When eating bear meat, you also have to learn how to crow calling. Meaning: It's not that we're eating bear meat. It's the crows that are eating.

Finally, the bear's bones had to be tied. Hanging between two trees for wind burial. Smoke with your head. Because bears were once human.

After listening to Eguna, he finished talking about some customs of his people. The fat man then understood. It turns out that the totem of Evenki should be a bear. Reindeer for them. It's probably like the kind of partnership between Mongolian horses and Mongolians.

The fat man also finds it interesting. The kind of worship that these hunters have for nature's creatures. Although it is still very beginning. But in a sense. It is also a kind of reverence for nature.

"Hee-hee. It would be nice to bring the stupid with you. Kiki's eyes widened. The little one really wants to see it. A large bear enters the yurt. and

People warmly embrace. What kind of scene it will be.

Soon. Eguna's wife, Marnie, offered tea to the guests. Look at her outfit. Somewhat similar to the Manchus. Wearing the kind of cheongsam that has not been modified. Obvious dignified and generous.

Tea is milk tea. This is also a feature of the district. There is a faint tea aroma in the milky aroma. The color is also milky white. But it's a bit of a brown color. The taste is absolutely special.

Making milk tea is also a must-have for women in pastoral areas. Because you have to drink it every day. Break the tea bricks first. Put it in a pot and cook. Wait until the brown color is down. Use a colander to remove the tea leaves. Then add the fried millet or millet. After a few minutes of boiling. Finally, add fresh goat's milk or cow's milk.

Milk tea is boiled. with water quality. Heat. Even the quality and proportion of tea and fresh milk are related. It really needs to be constantly groped in practice - in a herdsman's house. The taste of the tea is slightly different. After the fat man entered the grassland. I've been aware of this for a long time.

Everyone is drinking milk tea. While talking. It's a time of joy. I saw Qiqi and the three little babies running in. Eguna's son excitedly reported: "came to the house and invited a shaman to pray for him to be blessed and healed!" ”

The fat man was excited when he heard it. He's really seen the dancing god. I guess I'll be able to open my eyes today. And it's the most primitive shamanic of this kind. It's definitely interesting.

The big braid also stood up: "Big brother." Let's go and see it too. The patient didn't know what was going on. ”

The fat man has a white hairy sweat in his head: this is the gap. Patronize yourself and look at the excitement. Look at Xiaoyu. Good thing it's a family. Just complement each other.

While thinking. Out of the yurt. There were already a lot of people gathered outside. All enclosed in front of a yurt. All of them looked solemn. There was no sound in the silence.

They also went up quietly. I saw that in the center of the crowd was an Evenki woman. He is about forty years old. I close my eyes. Lips twitched slightly. I don't know what to pray.

Look at her. It's not much different from those Evenki women. The fat man couldn't help but wonder: Could this be a shaman?

The name shaman is derived from the ancient Evenki language. The meaning is broader. It means a person who is "agitated by revelry". Also known as "prophet" (Shaman), "knower", "knower". Anyone who knows everything.

Generally from a serious illness. or sudden insaneness. Later get better among the people who are looking for it. It can be both male and female. The old shaman is responsible for teaching the new shaman. Three after. The shaman's "Shewen" (deity) has been possessed. Only then will the new shaman be qualified to heal people and practice religion. Worship the gods to exorcise ghosts. Remove the scourge of Benhala (the surname does not fall). Pray to the gods for good luck in hunting, etc.

Shamans are in the minds of the Evenki people. The bit is sublime. Not only the wizards of the clan. In charge of all religious activities. Explain all the questions about birth, old age, sickness, death, gods and ghosts. And generally the head of the clan (chieftain). Lead the production and life of the weaving clan.

After liberation. This sentiment has changed slightly. But shamans still enjoy high prestige among the masses. From the serious and adoring expressions of the Evenks around them. You can see a little.

And that one is called the Niglai Patient. It's a little boy. Lying on top of a piece of cowhide. Keep your eyes closed. The face is flushed. In this midsummer season. But his body still didn't tremble a few times.

"It's like a cold. In the burning. The big braid whispered to the child. Then you have to squeeze up. But the quilt was pulled: "I'll talk about it later"

The fat man understood. If you rush up now. The sin of the shaman. The Evenks would have driven them out unceremoniously.

It was at this time. The female shaman had already begun to wear "divine robes". It is a tight-fitting robe sewn from deerskin. It is embroidered with a beautiful case. If it is another occasion. It's a beautiful costume. But now I wear it. But it's a bit nondescript.

Then start wearing it: a heart copper mirror on the chest. A back shield on the back. A bunch of shells hangs from his chest. The fat man couldn't count them for a while. It's actually 360. Both knees are tied with brass bells. Rattle. There are also some streamers. Dance. It must be ethereal. In his left hand, he holds a drum. Hold the gavel in your right hand. He wears a god hat on his head. It is decorated with copper antlers. The fat man noticed. There are three antlers. The more horns. Indicates that the shaman's rank, seniority, and prestige are higher. The height can have nine forks.

I saw that the shaman burned a little first. I roasted the god drum on it. Then he closed his eyes and recited the mantra. Pray to God. The drums beat faster. Suddenly like raindrops. The shaman was in a mess. Dancing weirdly. Babbling and cooing. Streamers flutter on the body. It's really a bit fairy.

A big question mark suddenly popped up in the fat man's mind: it looked a little familiar. How is it like a flower-faced fox eating a gray mushroom?

(Late.) I'm sorry! ）