After the killer fell into the mud, the leader of the killer saw clearly that it was Tang Qianlin who was standing there holding a knife.

The leader of the killers exclaimed, "Yada! We are not your enemies! ”

Tang Qianlin slowly walked towards the killer leader with a knife, and Xiahou Shidao also looked at him in surprise.

Suddenly, Tang Qianlin rushed towards the killer leader with a knife and stabbed him directly through his throat.

The killer leader threw away the Pu knife in his hand, raised his hand to grab the blade of the Pu knife in Tang Qianlin's hand, and knelt directly to the ground, looking at the little boy in front of him with incomprehensible eyes.

Xiahou Shidao, who fell in the mud, also looked at Tang Qianlin with strange eyes, not understanding why he would make a move, nor did he understand where this little boy got the strength to hold such a heavy Pu knife.

The leader of the killer pressed Tang Qianlin's shoulder tightly with his blood-covered hand, and then grabbed it.

Tang Qianlin let go of the hilt of the knife, took two steps back, and stood there indifferently watching the killer leader fall to the ground and die.

Xiahou Shidao finally couldn't support it anymore and fainted.

And Tang Qianlin just stood there expressionlessly, until the rain had passed, the clouds were clear, and the sun was shining back into the woods, then he tilted his body and fell directly to the ground.

The moment Tang Qianlin fell to the ground as a child, Tang Qianlin, who was in the Dream Holy City, also weakened and fell next to the statue, and the scene around Na Weizheng changed from the woods back to the underground holy city.

Na Wei was walking up to Tang Qianlin, squatting down to look at his face carefully, and muttered, "Yada? ”

At this time, next to the Tianshi in reality, Ye Da, who had been guarding Tang Qianlin's side, heard Tang Qianlin in his sleep talking in his sleep, and after he got closer, he heard the two words that Tang Qianlin said - Yada.

When Ye Da heard this, he said in a low voice: "You seem to have finally remembered......"

In the Dream Holy City, Tang Qianlin slowly got up and sat there reminiscing about his previous dreams. This feeling is so strange, I am in a dream composed of others, and I use the dream to find the memories that I have hidden in the depths of my mind, and the feeling in my heart cannot be described in words.

Tang Qianlin raised his eyes and looked at Na Weizhengdao: "I'm Yada?" ”

Na Wei was looking at Tang Qianlin: "According to your previous recollections, you are indeed the reincarnation of Yada in the shamanic sect who has been missing for decades. ”

In shamanism, the highest status of the spirit birds are Adha, Husha, and Yeda, i.e., eagles, swans, and crows.

Shamanism deifies both the beasts of nature and the domesticated fowl, which is why they believe that all things are animist. In the animal world, birds and their gods are also important objects of worship in shamanism, such as the eagle, which has an irreplaceable role as other sacred birds and birds, because the eagle represents the spirit of the shaman itself.

The eagle is the most sacred presence in shamanism, but in addition to the eagle, the sacred characteristics of the swan, the white swan, are also very important. In shamanism, it is absolutely impossible to kill the white swan, it should be said that not only shamanism, but also in other religions or national cultures, there is also a worship and special preference for the white swan, take "Sou Shen Ji" as an example, there are more than 90 stories about the white swan.

In shamanic legends, most of them have stories of a certain animal as the father, the human mother and finally the birth of a god. These are indicative of the intimate relationship between sacred birds and humans, and as a bond, a taboo was formed against the killing of these sacred birds such as eagles and swans.

Na Wei Zheng said: "Among the shamans, there is a separate army called the Heavenly Eye, have you heard of it? ”

Tang Qianlin nodded slightly, he learned about this matter not long ago, and it was from Ye Dana.

Na Weizheng said: "The Heavenly Eye is led by the four reincarnated people of the legendary spirit birds, namely Yada, Husha, Yeda and Shashek. ”

Tang Qianlin asked, "Shashek?" Is it a magpie? ”

Na Wei Zhengdao: "Yes, it is the magpie ......"

Tang Qianlin knew that the magpie also enjoyed the title of spirit bird among the northern peoples, whether it was the shaman belief of the Manchu or the Hezhe people, there was a mythical image of the magpie, and this god was also called the god of joy, and accepted the worship of folk wine and cakes. Legend has it that the god of joy is the god who descended to the world to report good fortune and good fortune, and the god gave him 5,000 magpies for him to inquire around for news and good news to the world.

When the god of joy was born into the world, he had wings and feathers, and his mouth was pecked. He fought demons on earth, eliminated plagues, subdued beacon fires, and eventually became the revered Great Shaman.

Therefore, among the four spirits of the Heavenly Eye, Shashek's status is the most exalted, he can be on an equal footing with the great shaman, second only to the shaman, and can make a decision on whether to send troops on behalf of the Shaman Divine Sect at a critical moment.

Tang Qianlin thought for a while and asked, "Then the prince, I want to make sure that shamans are divided into two types: civil and military?" ”

Na Wei Zhengdao: "Yes, there is indeed a distinction between civil and military. ”

Tang Qianlin said again: "According to the rank, the Wen shaman is divided into shaman sacrifice, great shaman, shaman and shaman disciple? And Wu Shaman is divided into three categories: shamans, priests, and sacrificial soldiers, right? ”

Na Weizheng nodded: "That's right, I didn't think you knew this." ”

Tang Qianlin said: "Then what level are the four spirits of Tianyan in the martial shaman?" ”

Nawei Zhengdao: "It stands to reason that shamanism should be divided into three categories: civil and military shamans and the four spirits of the heavenly eye, and the four spirits of the heavenly eye are actually not classified among the civil and military shamans, but are independent. ”

Tang Qianlin seemed to understand something: "Since it is independent, is there any connection between the four spirits of Tianyan and the four kings surnamed Han?" ”

Na Weizheng hesitated, and finally replied: "That's right, the reason why the title of the Four Kings surnamed Han was later given was because of the existence of the Four Spirits of the Heavenly Eye, and the location of the Shaman Spirit Palace was hidden among the Four Kings and the Four Spirits. ”

Tang Qianlin asked, "There must be a corresponding relationship between the four kings and the four spirits, right?" ”

Na Wei Zheng said: "Yes, Yada, that is, you, corresponds to our Nashi, and Husha corresponds to Ma's. Ye Da corresponds to An's, and Shashek corresponds to Yan's. It stands to reason that our four kings have four maps in their hands, and to unlock the secrets in the map, we must rely on the four spirits. ”

Tang Qianlin asked: "However, as far as I know, there is another family that has been guarding the secrets of the Shaman Spirit Palace, isn't it inconsistent to be linked in this way?" ”

Na Wei Zheng said: "I told you everything I know, Tang Qianlin, since you are Yada, you should go with me to see God Asda, I am old and tired, I am not willing to guard these secrets that actually have nothing to do with me anymore, I am not willing to bear it anymore, and I am not willing to let my children and grandchildren bear it anymore." ”

Tang Qianlin said strangely: "Your son is already trapped here, can it be said that you have other heirs?" ”

Na Wei Zheng said: "Is it wrong for me to have other children? ”

Tang Qianlin said angrily: "Just because of this, you treat your eldest son Na Qingjia as a sacrifice? ”

Na Weizheng defended: "If I go to sacrifice, Qingjia is young and ignorant, how can he support this family, after he knows that he still has younger brothers and sisters, can he take good care of them?" He can't! He is still a child, only a child will fall into that childish emotion, if you want to live, you have to abandon that senseless feeling, he sacrificed for the family, for his brothers and sisters, and I, I just want to reverse the fate of our family! ”

Tang Qianlin didn't want to have any more arguments with Na Weizheng, he was only interested in the vague past and the future full of question marks. He had to use his remaining two chances to figure out who he was. What kind of mission have you been given?

Tang Qianlin said: "I still have two more chances, and then I will go with you to see the so-called Asda God." ”

Although the remaining two opportunities were precious, it was a pity that Tang Qianlin could not return to a specific time period like Daisaku Takemori, which was not something that his current will could control.

Of course, he also doubts the identity of his so-called "Yada", is all this true? If he was really Yada, then why did Master and the person named Tang Zhanbai snatch themselves from the shaman's hands back then?

With these questions, Tang Qianlin came to the third statue, glanced at Na Weizheng, and put his hand on the statue.

The third memory still begins in a mountain forest, and it is still a sweltering summer.

Xiahou Shidao, who was still bandaged with gauze, walked ahead, carrying a humanoid thing wrapped in linen on his back, which looked like a corpse.

Tang Qianlin, who was walking behind Xiahou Shidao, pulled the rope in his hand expressionlessly, one end of the rope was tied around Tang Qianlin's waist, and the other end was tied to the belt around Xiahou Shidao's waist.

After passing through the dense forest, Xiahou Shidao led Tang Qianlin to the edge of a cliff, and after finding the tools in the grass, he walked left and right for a while, found a location, dug out a coffin with tools, opened the unsealed coffin and took out the rope from it.

"You stand here and don't move, I'll send your Uncle Zhanbai down first, and then I'll pick you up." Xiahou Shidao stood in front of Tang Qianlin.

Tang Qianlin nodded when he heard this, and sat on the stump next to him in an orderly manner, waiting, watching Xiahou Shidao tie the rope to the big tree, and then carry Tang Zhanbai's body wrapped in numbness, and slowly slide to the bottom of the cliff.

Half an hour later, Xiahou Shidao returned, tied Tang Qianlin to his back, and slid down again.

After sliding down the cliff for more than ten meters, Xiahou Shidao landed at the mouth of a cave on the cliff below the cliff.

There is a green pine standing at the mouth of the cave, and under the green pine, there are stone tables, stone benches, and various tools used to cook and make tea, and there is a small hole next to it, in which there is a steady stream of spring water gushing out.

"Hungry, aren't you?" Xiahou Shidao looked at Tang Qianlin and asked, "Don't worry, let's go and settle your Uncle Zhanbai first, and then come back Master will cook for you." ”

Tang Qianlin still didn't say a word, just nodded silently, and followed Xiahou Shidao into the cave.

"This is the final destination of our hunting for generations, and it is called the place of peace." After Xiahou Shidao lit the torch, he led Tang Qianlin towards the cave.

The deeper you go, the bigger the cave becomes, and Xiahou Shidao finally led Tang Qianlin to a spacious cave with countless semi-circular caves carved into the walls of the cave on three sides.