When I used to watch the two turns, I watched a drum show about dancing gods, which was called a god tune. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 There are words in the mouth of the info, which is called the Divine Comedy.

Because whether you are asking the cause of the matter or solving the problem, the most fundamental requirement is that you have to invite the true god to come up and use the power of the gods to solve doubts and pray for blessings. Therefore, it is known as the Divine Comedy and the Divine Tune.

In fact, the drum beat of the shaman is very simple, just four words, "light, heavy, slow, urgent". But when it is light, when it is heavy, when it is slow, and when it is urgent, Yang Xuantong doesn't know.

There was no piece of bamboo to beat the drum surface, so he could only use his hands to pump it. By tapping the drum surface each time, you can feel the changes in the surrounding aura and choose the right drum beat.

It's just that he sat here and hammered for more than an hour, and he didn't make up the whole set of spirits. Although he could feel the change in his aura, he couldn't determine which one was the most appropriate.

"Old Yang, can you let me try?" Seeing that Yang Xuantong had been tinkering for a long time and still had no effect, Zhou Shuran on the side asked eagerly.

She didn't know why, but after hearing Yang Xuantong beat the drum, she felt a little familiar, as if she could firmly grasp the rhythm in it. But she knew that she had never seen the dancing god before, and she had never even heard the drumming of the dancing god.

Now she herself is a little skeptical, whether she is really a shaman's destined person as Yang Xuantong said, and she is a little excited.

Whether it is these people present, or his father, or himself, they all think that Yang Xuantong is a very powerful person, but now that he is in trouble and uneven, what if he helps him fight it himself? Is he even better than him in this area?

"Are you sure you want to try it out for yourself?" Yang Xuantong looked at her and asked.

Zhou Shuran nodded very seriously.

Yang Xuantong also nodded and handed the drum over, "The outer ring of this drum seems to be some kind of special alloy, which is a little heavy, so use some force when grabbing it." ”

The shaman drummed into his hands, and there was obviously a settlement. Zhou Shuran grinned, she didn't expect it to be so heavy.

"Is it okay to slap it with the palm of your hand?" Zhou Shuran looked at Yang Xuantong and asked.

"There is not so much exquisiteness, you can come as comfortable as you want, and you can knock as much as you want." Yang Xuantong nodded again.

Zhou Shuran knocked lightly, making a muffled sound of "dong". Seeing in Yang Xuantong's eyes and listening to his ears, I couldn't help but feel in my heart.

There are thousands of Xuanmen techniques, and each door has its own doorway. Even if he can see the aura and feel the aura clearly, he really doesn't know about the shaman's spells.

But what about Zhou Shuran? She hadn't received the study of the Xuanmen technique at all, and she just knocked it casually, which had already caused a certain degree of resonance in the surrounding aura.

If you want to say that she is not the one who eats the bowl of rice of the shaman, who will believe it? Now he knew that he had underestimated the old shaman in this tomb. Perhaps under the guidance of the gods, they have already seen today's picture, and they don't need to grasp any divine tone at all. As long as Zhou Shuran, a destined person, comes to knock out, under the mutual influence of the surrounding aura, he will naturally be able to knock out this set of drums smoothly.

To put it bluntly, he is an outsider to the old shaman, and Zhou Shuran is his own person. And Zhou Shuran is also a kind of learning in the process of beating. She doesn't have to deliberately memorize it, her body will naturally remember this set of drum beats.

I've heard before that shamans are divinely bestowed. Their memories and exercises, and even the selection of the next shaman, are determined by the gods, so they have a sect or not. Even if you practice well, the gods of the tribe did not choose you, and you are not a shaman, and you are given a full set of magic weapons, you will not be able to invite the gods.

In the first ten minutes, Zhou Shuran's tapping sound was still very chaotic, just slapping there at will. But slowly, the drum beat has some rhythm, and it is no longer as chaotic as it was just now.

Originally, Zhou Shuran was also like Yang Xuantong, sitting on the ground and knocking, but now she herself has stood up, knocking and walking around, which really makes everyone sweat.

The area of the platform here is not large, and it is full of people, leaving even less space. Now Zhou Shuran is at the edge of the stage, beating the drum and walking. It's not the kind of straight walking, but the kind of jumping and jumping.

"Nan, you take care of the point. It is a process of selection, and if she is tested, she becomes a shaman. If you don't stand it, you will fall down. Yang Xuantong whispered to Nannan.

Nan Nan nodded, and also focused her energy, trying not to be harassed by the drums.

The current drum sound is no longer an ordinary drum sound, just as Yang Xuantong expected, it is connected with the surrounding aura. Every time the drum sounds, the surrounding aura responds.

Zhou Shuran's percussion movements became faster and faster, and the drum in her left hand seemed to be as light as a feather, flying up and down in front of her and above her head, and the movements of her right hand also accelerated a lot, sweeping an afterimage.

"Xiao Yang, Miss Zhou is okay, right?" At this time, Director Liu leaned into Yang Xuantong's ear and asked.

Yang Xuantong glanced at him in some surprise, not understanding why this Director Liu was not affected in the slightest.

Director Liu unbuttoned the down jacket and pulled out a Guanyin pendant from inside, allowing Yang Xuantong to look at it and then stuff it back.

"You're too cunning, you would have let you hit the head if you knew about it." Yang Xuantong teased.

"Leave her alone, I've already arranged it. After a while, you look at someone else, and soon there's a movement here, so don't let anyone fall down. ”

Director Liu nodded, in fact, there was no need for Yang Xuantong to say, he also knew that something would happen. The ground that used to be calm has now shaken a little.

Zhou Shuran's movements became faster and faster, and just when the drumbeat sounded intensively, it suddenly slowed down, and the entire tomb also shook violently after the drumbeat slowed down. At the top of the burial chamber, sand and gravel continued to fall.

But even so, except for Yang Xuantong, Nannan, and Director Liu, the rest of the people didn't seem to feel anything, and still looked straight at Zhou Shuran's "hand encouragement".

Zhou Shuran's condition was not very good, wisps of heat appeared above her head, and her face was covered with sweat and exhaustion. But her movements didn't stop. The greater the vibration in the chamber, the more powerful her strikes became. She will cover the sound of the vibrations with the sound of the drums.

The slow beat of the drum seems to fall on my heart. Just when Yang Xuantong felt a little uncomfortable, he became faster again. Until the drum beat stopped abruptly, Zhou Shuran spurted out a mouthful of blood and fell to the drum, slowly falling to the ground, and the shaking in the tomb also stopped.