The matter of erecting a pole is simpler than Yun Shu thought, because it doesn't require her to do it, she just needs to be a watcher, and when it comes to the big sacrifice on the fifteenth day of the first month, she needs to go out.

What's funny is that it was the "big guys" in Changbai Village who solemnly wanted to set up the Sauron Divine Pole, but when they set up the pole, they were not as attentive as Yun Shu, and they all looked like "I don't seem to have woken up today" and "I seem to have hallucinations".

Only asked the other clansmen who watched the ceremony to look sideways, and they couldn't figure out what these people were doing!

And knowing why they are like this, and even the source of the direct cause of this situation, Sayi Sayir Hagge, after the pole is over, he returned to the council hall with Xiao Zhuang in his arms.

Yun Shu put his younger brother on the tiger skin mattress, watched him crawl around on the big Arhat couch, very curious, and said with a smile: "Wait for the future, how about my sister give you this son?"

Xiao Zhuang is only eight months old, where can he understand what Yun Shu said, he only smiled at his beautiful sister.

Yun Shu shook his head, it's really a little early for him to think about this now, now, let's finish the play she belongs to first.

And outside, the civil guards and military guards who were blown by the cold wind and came back to their senses couldn't help but shiver and looked at each other.

Is it true or not?

The patriarch of the Guerjia clan is five big and three thick, and he is also a quick temper, "Looking at the history of our Changbai Nine Divisions for more than 300 years, there has never been a ten-year-old great shaman!"

The patriarch of the Ma Jia clan has always been "nothing to do with himself, hanging high", but the position of the great shaman is different from a dispensable young master, which is a major event in the fate of the bald family.

"Although it was true that there was no before, if it is said that the young master is blind, then ......" The patriarch of the Ma Jia clan touched the jade wrench on his thumb, thinking that he would pick it in a while, and he was a little reluctant.

Listening to these two-stirring sticks singing together, Tong Jianye's liver hurts, phew, let's see how you can slap your face for a while.

Although everyone looked away at Yun Shu's child before, it was precisely because of this that she was smart.

And if she is not 100% sure of what she will do, she will not do it.

So at this time, Tong Jianye snorted at the two patriarchs of the Ma Jia clan and the Guerjia clan: "Whether the young master has inherited the position of shaman, just ask directly, why muttering behind your back, it's not a gentleman's doing!"

Except for the two Tong family elders who don't squint, the other families couldn't help but look sideways, not that they wanted to fight for the two patriarchs of the Guerjia clan and the Ma Jia clan, but from the mouth of the patriarch of the Tong Jia clan, Bakeshi, who had the name of "cunning fox", how could he feel so coke!

An old lady in the clan was the first to be happy, and said to Baturu and Mrs. Tong: "Old woman, I think this kid is good for the first time. As Baksh said, since some people don't believe it, let's ask. I think the heir identified by Brother Alin will not disappoint us. ”

As for Jin Shunxin, well, she can't convince the public, and she has never been called the "Young Master" at all.

Several clan elders moved first, and the others followed them at this time, no matter what was in their hearts.

When they arrived at the meeting hall, these people were stunned when they saw Xiao Zhuang on the throne of the lord, and several clan elders obviously showed dissatisfied expressions, but now this is not the point.

Master Tong Su Le and Batulu Wushou of Tong Jiabu bowed to Yun Shuyi: "The fourteenth generation of Wenshou and Wushou leaders, please Sayi Sayir Hagge show shaman miracles!"

And the others are also a compliment: "The eight mountain guards ask the young master to show shaman miracles." ”

Yun Shu smiled, hugged Xiaozhuang and came to the door, she beckoned in the direction of Changbai Mountain, and said three words: "Come ~ come ~ come!"

The sound was not loud, but everyone present seemed to have these three words like thunder, and they exploded in their ears, making people subconsciously want to cover their ears.

And this voice, not only they heard it, but the entire Changbai Village clansmen heard it clearly, but not everyone had the same feeling as them, as if it was thundering.

In the livestock shed in the backyard, Ah Ash, who had long been prepared for his first stunning appearance as a "spirit servant", after hearing Yun Shu's call, shouted a few times at the old Cangtou and the old Wu who cried and laughed after discovering the mark on its forehead in the yard in the morning.

Then, as if the wind was blowing in the wind, he jumped directly over the one-and-a-half-meter-high flower wall and ran straight to his destined master.

The "hunched over" old Cangtou and the "dazzling and deaf" old Wu looked at each other and smiled, the time of the little master has come, and they have to be ready.

From Yun Shu's first "come" exit to the end of the third "come", it was only five or six seconds, and as soon as the clan elders, patriarchs and their spouses present let go of their ears, they heard a very familiar "Ang Angang" sound, and then saw an animal running like lightning from the corridor - a donkey.

"Ash!"

When he saw the white hair in the shape of a six-edged snowflake on Ah Ash's forehead, Tong Jianye instantly felt bad!

The spiritual attendant that the holy mountain gave to the great shaman was actually used by him to pull the cart? No, no, when he used Ah Ash to pull the cart, Ah Shen was not a spiritual attendant!

But now that Ah Ash has become a spiritual servant, will he hold a grudge?

Grandpa seems to have said that Rhubarb, the spiritual servant of Alin Mafa, is very vindictive, because he played tricks on him when he was a child, and when Rhubarb became a spiritual servant, he would tear his pants when he found an opportunity.

And the others don't have so much inner drama as Tong Jianye, because their hearts at this time can be described as a surprise - the spirit servant appeared, and the identity of the tenth shaman of Sayi Sayir Hagge is beyond doubt.

Yun Shu touched Ah Ash's big head and said to everyone present: "This is the mount of Weng Ku Mafa (great-grandfather) when he was alive, and he thought that the mountain god was also quite spiritual, so he gave it to me." Now, you don't have any doubts, do you? If you have, you will ask now, and if not, I don't want to hear about it in the future. ”

If it is said that the scene is more spectacular than the appearance of Ah Ash's "spirit servant", can Yun Shu get it?

That's a must!

It's no problem to ask for a hundred birds and a phoenix.

The clouds, the wind, and the snow are all just a snap of a finger.

The point is that Yun Shu really doesn't want to waste time with them here.

......

Shaman, the messenger of the gods, in Changbai Mountain, the great shaman is the true uncrowned king.

Hearing Yun Shu's words, even the four patriarchs of the Fucha Clan, the Guarjia Clan, the Ma Jia Clan, and the three patriarchs' wives who had previously disagreed with Yun Shu lowered their heads at this moment.

All of them have seen the skills of Lord Alin, who is also the Great Shaman.

They didn't have any ambition to "usurp the throne", but they just didn't want someone to put a name on their heads.

If Yun Shu was the "young master", they would naturally have a way to disobey yin and yang, but if they were given a few guts, they would not dare to provoke the authority of the great shaman!

No matter how lacking they are, they also know that shaman curses and god fights are not for fun!

And Yun Shu quietly looked at these clansmen who finally lowered their heads, there was no sadness or joy in her heart, since it was a transaction, don't talk about feelings, her favorite is to clear money and goods.

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