Xu Qing saw the primitive figure who got out of the car, and a word flashed in his mind - shaman.

Shamanism is a mystical lineage, with the shadow of religion, but it is not a purely religious organization, and the organizational structure is not as complete and rigorous as that of canonical religion.

However, the inheritance is quite old and widespread, and even the shadow of shamans can be seen in rural and even urban areas today.

Of course, the ancient inheritance of shamans has also extended to a variety of genres, and even today's schools such as the Horse Immortal and the Baojia Immortal have also evolved from the shaman inheritance.

It's just that inheritance is inheritance, and whether it is useful or not actually depends on people.

Xu Qing can be sure that there are no gods and monsters in this world, and there are no devil angels, animals and plants cannot become essences, and people cannot become powerful ghosts after death.

All kinds of strange folk inheritances are rooted in people.

When Liu Changan was forty-two years old, he made a special trip to the northeast to study the legendary shamanism and various immortal families, and also captured several "immortals" alive for research.

Well, that's it.

Either with the help of props, or by cultivating partial exercises, and by using herbal medicine, medicine, and even physical and chemical knowledge to pretend to be ghosts, and some are pure liars.

Therefore, despite the strange shape and terrifying image of the pheasant head that got out of the car, Xu Qing was not afraid.

Not only was he not afraid, he was even a little curious.

He wanted to meet the legendary shaman and see what was so unique about this ancient tradition.

So he just stood there and watched quietly as the pheasant's head trembled and turned to face him.

The other remaining thugs seemed to have found the backbone, quickly approached the pheasant feather head, and protected the pheasant feather head.

Well, according to Liu Chang'an's research, although most shamans have strange methods, their bodies are mostly at the level of ordinary people, and even because their own spirit and six senses are not strong enough, they will lead to weakness, premature aging and even early death.

Liu Chang'an's summed up experience is that after encountering a shaman, don't think too much, rush over with full horsepower and punch it.

If you punch down, no matter how powerful the shaman is, you will burp.

Even if you can't die with a punch, you won't have combat power.

It's just that Xu Qing doesn't need it.

Because Liu Changan said that the main damage of the shaman comes from the Yuan Shen or the Six Senses, and the principle is the same as Xu Qing's mask that can be disguised.

The way young people understand it is to act on the spiritual level.

Therefore, as long as one's own primordial spirit is stable and the six senses are strong, there is no need to be afraid of these shamans.

If there is anything to be afraid of, it is those shamans who are good at using medicines, they can often prepare some strange medicines, and the effects of the medicines are strange and even unguardable, and if you are not careful, you will be tricked, which is very dangerous.

This kind of shaman is very common in the Northeast, where the medicinal resources are very rich, and as long as there is a prescription, you can live quite nourishingly, so the medicine shaman is not only more numerous but also the most lethal.

Xu Qing pondered the information about the shaman in Liu Chang'an's lineage, while holding his breath and waiting for the bodhisattva to make a move.

……

City Hospital.

When Yang Xin saw the shaman appear, he instantly became excited: "Brother Yang, this is the killer feature, right?" No wonder he is full of confidence, hehe, now the kid surnamed Xu is dead. ”

The fat man also nodded: "This is not an ordinary shaman, but a real master with a heritage, his strength is quite strong, and he can be ranked in the entire three eastern provinces." ”

"Brother Yang is really good, he can invite such a master."

"I don't have such a big face, I was invited by my eldest brother, and it was originally to deal with the surname Xu."

"Originally?"

"Ahem, it's nothing," the fat brother coughed: "You'd better not talk nonsense, let my eldest brother hear it, and you'll be finished." ”

"No, no, Brother Yang, you don't know, I have a very strict mouth, and I have never said anything nonsense for so many years."

"Well, go back and send another sum of money to my account, or you'll be dead this time."

"Thank you, Brother Yang, thank you, Brother Yang, I'll transfer the money."

……

on the highway.

Xu Qing stared at the pheasant feather head shaman.

Although he doesn't think these people can pose much of a threat to him, in actual combat, he will not despise every opponent.

Strategically defying the enemy.

Tactically value the enemy.

This is not a contradiction.

In the midst of the vigilance, I saw the pheasant's feather head raise the rattle and gently turn it twice.

The two rope hammers hit the drum surface under the action of inertia, making a crisp "dong dong" sound, like a small vendor selling needles and threads in the early days.

But Xu Qing listened to it in his ears, and the rhythm of his heart beat was affected by this crisp drum beat, and it was a beat faster.

His current physical fitness is strong, his ability to control his body is extremely strong, and the function of his internal organs is far better than that of ordinary people, and his heart rate has always been around fifty, which is very stable, even if he has experienced a fierce battle just now, it has not reached sixty.

However, the moment he heard the sound of the drum, his heartbeat accelerated out of thin air.

This made a cold sweat break out on his back instantly, and he hurriedly adjusted his breath to relieve the discomfort caused by his rapid heartbeat.

But the drums over there still didn't stop, they still kept ringing.

The crisp sound of the drum was like a magic sound into his brain, although it did not affect his heartbeat anymore, but it still made him feel impetuous, and his brain was also a little drowsy, and he wanted to sleep, but he felt pierced all over his body, and it was very uncomfortable anyway.

It's amazing.

Xu Qing didn't dare to slack off at this moment, hurriedly adjusted his state, and then accelerated, rushing towards the pheasant's hairy head.

This pheasant's hairy head is not ordinary, and if you continue to play, it is really possible to get on your head.

It has to be done quickly.

Xu Qing accelerated, sprinted, and arrived in an instant.

The thugs around the pheasant feather head were extremely nervous, but they didn't dare to run away, so they could only stand up and fight against Xu Qing.

The battle began again.

At the same time, the pheasant's feathered head shook the rattle faster, and the drum beat became denser and louder.

Xu Qing didn't react, but he felt that the thugs in front of him were abnormal, and he changed his submissive appearance just now, as if he had taken the initiative to attack Xu Qing without fear of death.

Not only that, but the strength and speed of these thugs are also stronger than before.

What is this?

buff？

It turns out that the setting in the game is not groundless, but that there is such a thing.

However, Xu Qing breathed a sigh of relief, if it was just like this, it really wouldn't have any effect on him, just these waste firewood, even if he added ten layers of buff, it was still waste wood, and he still couldn't catch his punch.

However, he doesn't know if there are other tricks in the pheasant's feather head, and he doesn't want to ink, in case there is really any big move, it's too late to regret it.

Because this shaman is obviously not one of those crooks who pretend to be gods, but has a real heritage, which can be easily mixed into the leader of one or more tribes in the Stone Age and even the Bronze Age.