Shaman!

When people see these two words, they may think of the barbaric and primitive appearance of the Indians.

But in fact, this is not the case.

Shamanism pursues the harmony of primitive nature, but it does not mean that they will be isolated from the world and turn themselves into savages.

They are mysterious, forbearing, and rarely heard of in the world, but vaguely impressed.

Some wealthy nobles may know something about shamans, but there are very few people who say why.

Shamanism is rich.

They are primitive and ancient, even older than Taoism, and are the totemic interpreters of the earliest periods.

After the accumulation of generations, wealth is no longer the goal they are pursuing.

Just the palace in Changbai Mountain, the huge scale is no longer something that money can solve, it is the result of the efforts of several generations of shamans.

When Zhao Ke saw the great shaman in front of him, it was difficult to compare it with the shaman in his mind for a while.

Pitch-black skin, thick calluses on the hands.

People are only middle-aged, but there are already some tuos on their backs.

If it weren't for the vigorous breath of life on the other party's body, which made the force of nature in his body constantly agitate, Zhao Ke was afraid that he would think for the first time that the man in front of him was just a cropper man facing the loess with his back to the sky.

has a very rough figure, and it gives people a very generous and friendly feeling.

Even chatting and drinking tea.

The tea bowl that is wider than Zhao Ke's palm, the tea brewed in it is a dark brown tea leaf, and if you look closely, you will find that there is a layer of oil flowers floating on the tea water.

This is a very characteristic tea in this era, wax tea.

In the Yuan Dynasty, tea also had a great development.

There are "Beiyuan Tea" and "Wuyi Tea" in Jianning, Fujian, "Guzhu Tea" in Huzhou, "Yangxian Tea" in Changzhou, "Rizhu Tea" in Shaoxing, "Fan Dianshuai Tea" in Ningbo, etc.

Among them, it is divided into three types of crafts: "tea", "end tea" and "wax tea".

And the most valuable tea among the three crafts is lap tea, that is, the tea in front of you.

It is not easy to make wax tea, select the best young buds, grind them finely, mix them with balm lard, put them into the model, print them as cakes, and after they are dry, they will be smeared with balm oil to decorate them.

So this kind of tea, in reality, is definitely a heavy taste.

But in this day and age, it's the best drink.

Zhao Ke tasted it, and couldn't help but shake his head in his heart, it was salty and astringent, and there was a special greasy taste in the taste.

It completely subverted Zhao Ke's perception of tea.

"Not used to it??"

The big shaman in front of him looked at Zhao Ke's frowning appearance, but asked very happily.

"I don't like it, it's too greasy, I prefer to drink some tea, or talk tea."

Zhao Ke spoke very directly, and in some cases, even if the guests didn't like to drink the host's tea, they would not be as direct as Zhao Ke.

To be honest, Zhao Ke really can't take a second sip of this relatively greasy and greasy tea.

In contrast, the jasmine tea fried by Jasmine is more in line with Zhao Ke's taste.

"It's not in the way, if you don't want to drink, you don't have to drink, I can't get used to drinking this thing, when Xiao Min talked about you, I didn't believe it, until I saw you, I didn't think Xiao Min was lying, but she looked down on you too much!"

The Great Shaman had an eager face and spoke with a strong accent.

looked up and down at Zhao Ke's body, and those deep eyes did not hide their satisfaction with Zhao Ke at all.

It's like looking at a work of art.

This kind of eager gaze made Zhao Ke feel a little uncomfortable, and waved his hand: "The predecessor is too famous." ”

"Hey, hey, I can't be wrong when I look at people, you just joined the sect, so you should be a left protector first, and when we kick our legs that day, how about you become this great shaman?"

Zhao Ke almost choked on his own saliva when he heard this.

Although this great shaman looked very real, Zhao Ke didn't expect him to be real.

As everyone knows, Zhao Min and several other shamans on the side, after hearing this, their eyes were about to pop out.

Especially the old shaman on the left, looking at Zhao Ke's eyes, they all became unkind, and wondered if Zhao Ke had taken any ecstasy for his own big shaman.

The corners of Zhao Ke's mouth twitched, and when he looked back, he saw Qiu Bailing not far behind, and pointed with his hand: "What position is she?" ”

The great shaman glanced at Qiu Bailing and said with a smile: "Holy Maiden Left Envoy." ”

"Holy Maiden??"

Zhao Ke's eyes lit up, and he couldn't help but ask curiously: "Where is the holy daughter of our shamanism?" Why don't you introduce me to the introduction first? ”

Zhao Ke was so excited, he naturally couldn't help but think of Ji Wusui.

Although knowing that this is an impossible thing.

But after all, I still have this fantasy in my heart, what if?

Moreover, Wusui is indeed the saint of shamanism, and it took several generations of efforts for shamanism to hollow out the Changbai Mountains for Ji Wusui, arrange a terrifying formation, and weave beautiful lies, attracting countless top masters to bury themselves in it and become nutrients to support Ji Wusui.

At this time, when he heard the word saint, Zhao Ke's mind naturally became active.

Who knew that the great shaman shook his head with a smile and said: "I can't see it, I can't see it, the holy woman will not be born for at least a hundred years, and she will travel in the world for a long time before returning to the shaman's arms." ”

When speaking of the Holy Maiden, the great shaman rested his hands flat on his chest.

Like the expressions of the shamans, they were filled with humility, as if they were born with this great mission.

Prepare everything she needs for the Holy Maiden before she is born.

The fanatical belief made Zhao Ke wonder if these guys were insane.

What made Zhao Ke even more strange was what Ji Wusui had done to shamanism to make these shamans so crazy for her, exhausting generations to prepare everything for her.

Even the great shaman in front of him, as the master of shamanism, has great power and has to go to Changbai Mountain to dig the mountain.

No wonder this long-standing religion eventually disappeared into history, Zhao Ke saw that this was completely Ji Wusui's pot.

However, thinking that Ji Wusui was finally buried in the mountains of Changbai Mountain, he had the experience of meeting himself.

For a while, Zhao Ke didn't know if he should thank these neuropathies.

"Well, or I'll be a saint first...... Right is done. ”

Zhao Ke is not interested in any Dharma protector at all, and he has such a big title, which is useless at all, except for attracting people's eyes and attracting hatred, Zhao Ke really can't think of any use at all.

If you don't make a small point, you just tell me to do it, worry-free.

Regarding Zhao Ke's proposal, the great shaman obviously disagreed.

"The Holy Maiden can only be a woman, you are not a woman, you cannot be a Holy Maiden, so it is decided, from today onwards, you are the Great Protector, tomorrow we will be crowned, and then we will go to the temple to choose a good place for you."

"Good location??"

"Yes, when you die, put the body inside, and when the Holy Maiden breaks through the realm and leaves this world, she will take us with her."

Speaking of this, the great shaman's eyes were full of longing for the future and faith that could not be questioned.

If it weren't for Zhao Ke's clear understanding of what that place was about, he would have almost believed the great shaman's words.

The corners of Zhao Ke's mouth twitched, and after calculating the distance, he said: "But let's rush to the temple now, can we still keep up with this battle of Buddhism?" ”

This sentence reminded the great shaman, and when he saw this stocky man, he scratched his head with a red face and said: "This is my negligence, but it doesn't matter, you have to lie in it sooner or later anyway, don't be in a hurry for this time." ”

The corners of Zhao Ke's mouth twitched, and in the face of the words of this great shaman, he couldn't refute it for a while.

"Then crown first, crown now, no! Now there are not many people, let's wait for tomorrow, I will take you to a good place later. ”

After the great shaman talked to himself and danced for a long time, he planned to settle the matter.

The enthusiasm of the great shaman was beyond even Zhao Min's imagination.

Suddenly, Zhao Min couldn't help but look at Qiu Bailing's body on the side.

If it weren't for what Qiu Bailing said was too mysterious, she would have almost believed the nonsense Qiu Bailing said.

It was not only Zhao Min and others who were so shocked.

The shamans of the younger generation on the side stared at Zhao Ke one by one, and they couldn't believe their ears.

Did the great shaman really hand over the Dharma Protector who had been suspended for many years to this stranger so easily??

Several old shamans winked frantically at the great shaman.

An elderly shaman stepped forward with a bitter face, standing in front of the big shaman who was about to get up, just still wondering how to speak.

"Something? Then you hurry up" The big shaman's honest face showed an impatient expression, and seeing that the old shaman was still pondering the words, he urged: "Hurry up, the farm work behind me is not finished yet." ”

The great shaman said, wielding the hammer in his hand.

Seeing this, these elderly old shamans could only look at each other, and stepped forward with a helpless sigh: "Is it too hasty to prepare for the crown tomorrow, we still need to prepare." ”

"Prepare a fart, you are the mother-in-law on the kang ink very much, tomorrow prepare everything, if you are not prepared, Lao Tzu will personally go to your house to greet you Eminem."

Treating these old shamans, the tone of the great shaman is not as enthusiastic as that of Zhao Ke.

Facing the foaming stars sprayed on his face by the great shaman, several old shamans could only reluctantly say to Zhao Ke: "In this way, please ask the Dharma Protector to prepare to be crowned tomorrow." ”

The old shamans said with a very reluctant look.

There is even the oldest shaman on the left, who stares straight at the big shaman when he speaks.

The meaning seemed to be questioning him why he didn't follow what had been discussed.

However, the great shaman's honest face was extremely calm, just looking up and smirking, and he didn't take the murderous eyes of these elders to heart at all.

It seems that the great shaman is a little abnormal today, and the position of protector of the Dharma involves the survival of the shamanism, how can it be easily granted to others.

Is it because this kid is both a Buddha and a Tao? ?

They couldn't figure it out, but there were so many people who couldn't figure it out, and the great shaman didn't look like he wanted to explain it at all.

grabbed Zhao Ke's wrist with his big hand, pulled Zhao Ke and ran to the back mountain.

Zhao Ke began to want to struggle, but when he moved slightly, he was actually surprised, and the power he emitted was like a deep quagmire in front of this great shaman, and he couldn't extricate himself.

As his strength continues to increase, the hand holding him is always like a tight hoop, neither increasing the strength nor loosening in the slightest, as if his strength is like an ant shaking a tree in front of him, which is not worth mentioning.

Struggling and powerless, Zhao Ke could only be forcibly pulled by this strange big shaman to a grass hut in the back mountain.

I saw that in front of the thatched hut, there were many strange things planted.

Zhao Ke noticed that although the plants inside were messy, they did not interfere with each other, and some plants were obviously in opposition to the surrounding plants, but at this time, they were unusually harmonious.

Before Zhao Ke could take a closer look, he was pulled into the grass hut by the big shaman, and after pushing Zhao Ke into the grass hut, he saw the big shaman close the door and stare at Zhao Ke with an eager face, his eyes glowed green, and he screamed impatiently: "Quick! Take off your pants! ”