Quick travel god stick demeanor

Under the blue sky, a vigorous eagle flies over Jianzhou, and the gray-toned buildings are small and low under the eagle's eyes.

This is Jianzhou Jurchen, one of the three major tribes of Jurchen.

It was also the land of Longxing in the Qing Dynasty.

Even in the daytime, due to the poor lighting of the papered windows, the house still looks a little dark, and the sound of "tuk tuk tuk" is dense and regular.

Xie Ange wears a nine-pronged gown and leather god hat, and a god clothes and skirt sewn with frogs, snakes, and turtles. There are iron waist bells, small bronze mirrors and small bells hanging on the belt. There are many fabrics behind the god hat. One of the streamers is twice as long as the others, and there is a small bell tied to the top. They are sitting cross-legged on the kang, and they are processing medicinal materials in their hands.

His expression was indifferent, his back was straight, like a tall and straight poplar tree, and there were several small bells hanging on his body, but none of them rang.

It has been three days since Xie Ange came to this world, and he has almost figured out the original owner and living environment.

The original owner was A Linbao, and Er Niang died of dystocia. A few years later, Ama also died in battle, leaving the original owner alone as an orphan.

Because the superior issued a pension, the original owner also worshiped a shaman as his teacher. Although he had no relatives to take care of him, he grew up through bumps.

Two years ago, the original owner's master died, and the original owner became a shaman respected by the people. He usually healed people's diseases, warded off disasters, prayed for blessings, and divination, and collected some gold and silver, cattle and sheep, tea, sugar, and salt as "Remuneration", life is not bad.

No one planned for the original owner, so he decided on his own. Without the help of his brothers, he would save more property and family property. In the future, he would marry a Fujin and have more sons. He hoped that all his sons would become brave Batulu and make contributions on the battlefield. Then he closed his eyes immediately and was satisfied.

Well, this can be said to be the most down-to-earth original owner Xie Ange has ever met.

Aha (slave) Akton came in, knelt down without saying a word, "Greetings, shaman!"

This is also the most inhuman world Xie Ange has encountered.

The experience of the past few days told Xie Ange that if he didn't let Acton get up, this stubborn slave wouldn't get up.

He had a headache and rubbed his temples. He had just arrived in the new world and hadn't fully integrated with his body. His strength was weakest at this time.

"Get up, Acton." Xie Ange turned to look at Acton, "What's the matter?"

It's nothing. This person never leans in front of the original owner, and there is no other reason, it's purely because of fear, not because the original owner's character is so cruel, but because the original owner's identity is intimidating.

Shaman culture is a kind of primitive culture generally believed by the northern peoples in ancient my country.In the long history, the Jurchen people believed in Shamanism, which was consistent with the ancient polytheistic belief.

In people's eyes, shamans have the power to heal and harm people, as well as the ability to communicate with souls and respectfully invite gods to descend.

Shaman is mysterious and terrifying.

Although the clansmen admired the shamans, they would not approach them easily.

"Master, Lord Doro's Fujin is having a difficult delivery, he has come to ask for your help." Acton lowered his head, not daring to look directly at Xie Ange.

In the past, mages often seemed crazy. The rapid bells and drums during the dance of the gods were like the neighing of wild animals and the wailing of prey. They possessed mysterious and powerful power, so he respected mages like lambs feared the cruelest wild wolf on the grassland.

The current shaman seems to be more willing to use medicinal materials to heal people, and the expression on his face has become flat. I don’t know why, such a mage makes him even more timid. Every time I see him, it’s like seeing Shule Belle The strongest soldier under Zhenghuang's flag.

It's like seeing the dark clouds in the sky being blown by the strong wind, bringing feathery snow and cold that can freeze people to death.

Xie Ange sighed inwardly, put away the dagger and medicinal materials, got off the kang and put on shoes made of cowhide, "Lead the way."

As soon as he walked, the small bells on the toe, on the belt, and on the streamer suddenly jingled.

After walking a few steps, Acton said timidly: "Master Shaman, don't you need to use the drum today?"

Oh, yes, the original owner's drum has not been brought.

The original owner believed that the divine drum gave him the strength to fight against evil spirits. The divine drum was a tool for him to communicate with the gods and ancestors, and he took it with him wherever he went.

Xie Ange turned around impatiently, and took the drum and drumsticks.

Xie Ange stared at the divine drum with deep eyes. The surface of the drum was painted with snakes, four-legged snakes, two frogs and one turtle. a snake, a four-legged snake, and a turtle.

The lines are abstract and rough, full of wildness, which belong to the soul painting of stream of consciousness.

A little ghostly power is attached to the god drum and drumsticks. From this point of view, the original owner is right to think that his power comes from the god drum.

But in Xie Ange's eyes, this bit of power is like a firefly on a summer night, and it can also be used as an ornamental, with almost no practicality.

Can he use this thing?

Regardless of whether it is useful or not, Xie Ange still brought this artifact, so that it would look more professional.

For example, a doctor in a white coat is always more trustworthy than a doctor without a white coat.

In the living room soon, a middle-aged man with a big beard walked up and down anxiously, unconsciously pulling his beard with one hand.

Although Duo Luo has several side Fujin, Da Fujin is the one he likes the most. The one in Da Fujin's belly is probably the youngest son who will inherit the family business, so he can't help but be careless.

Hearing the ringing of the bell, Doro knew that the shaman was coming, and he saluted Xie Ange respectfully, "Master Shaman, I beg you, save my Fujin."

Doro's forehead is bare, only the hair at the back of his head is combed into two small braids, which hang on both shoulders respectively. He also looks a bit handsome, but his hairstyle ruined him, and his seven-point handsomeness has become three-point .

Feeling a little hot in the eyes, Xie Ange sighed silently, looked away, and said calmly: "Then let's go."

Thinking of her own hairstyle now, Xie Ange felt even more sad.

But after thinking about it, fortunately this is a novel world, the author is still a bit superficial for the beauty of all the beautiful men in the pen, and the pen is merciful, leaving a moonlight for the male characters.

Otherwise, wouldn't it be a man silent and a woman crying when he encounters a money rat tail hairstyle?

Thinking about it this way, it seems to be a lot of comfort... No, really, he would rather have the hairstyle that can best detect the level of appearance - a bald head.

It's nothing to be a magic stick, Xie Ange is used to it, and even enjoys it.

If he had to be a shaman, he would prefer to go to areas with more beautiful hair, such as the vast North Asia, Central and Northern Europe, and North America. Even disheveled hair is not unacceptable. Painting a totem on the face is considered a dedication to art up.

However, it is a pity that Qingchuan's novels are relatively strong.

Thinking about it this way, fate is really ruthless.

Xie Ange sighed again in his heart.

He felt that coming to the new world made him sigh more than his previous life, last life... last, last, last combined.

Doro's house was a little far away, but with the horses, the distance was nothing.

After a stick of incense, Xie Ange came to Duo Luo's residence. After he dismounted, his servants led the horse to the stable.

Doro led the way, out of running speed.

This is a very typical family of a military officer, and it is also a typical representative of a Jurchen family. The architecture and decoration styles tend to be grand and rough.

"Ama!" A few teenagers in more ornate costumes ran from another direction, sweating profusely, "Shaman, you are here!"

Doro didn't say anything, just waved his hand and walked into the yard, followed by the teenagers.

When they came to Doro Dafujin's residence, they saw that the courtyard was full of people. In a hurry, Xie Ange could only distinguish a few women and some maids, and a bonfire was lit in the middle of the courtyard.

The Jurchens believe that the universe is divided into upper, middle, and lower realms. The upper realm is heaven, where the gods live, and the lower realm is the underworld, where ghosts live.In the middle world, human beings may be blessed by gods or haunted by ghosts.Only shamans can master the upper and lower realms and clear the affairs of the three realms.

Fire, on the other hand, comes from the heavens. It is the most sacred, the cleanest, and the most intimate. It can wash away all filth and drive away evil spirits.

So, do they think there are evil spirits at work?

The sound of tinkling bells came from a distance, and the women in the courtyard turned around and saluted Xie Ange in unison.

When he got to Fujin's gate, Doro refused to go any further. After all, shamans are also men, and the delivery room is unclean.

He looked at Xie Ange and pleaded: "Mage Shaman, my Fujin is inside, what happened to her? You are so powerful, please save her."

Several women showed jealousy on their faces.

Xie Ange looked into the room with a solemn expression. Several gray infant spirits were biting Doro Fujin's stomach, causing her to twitch in pain. She kept dodging with both hands protecting her high belly, with her upper body hanging in the air, almost To roll off the bed.

The old midwife commanded the maid, "Catch Fujin, don't let Fujin move!"

Several young maids were in a hurry and worked together to fix Fujin back to the bed.

No wonder it's not difficult to give birth.

In such a situation, if the original owner would definitely choose to dance to the gods, ask the ancestors to possess the body, beat drums and chant mantras, respectfully invite the gods, and ask which god the patient has offended.

After asking clearly, the two parties can discuss whether the problem can be solved in a civilized way, and if they can, they can be sacrificed immediately to save money and eliminate disasters; In most cases, the human side wins.

This tells us that evil cannot prevail over good (less cannot overcome more), and justice must prevail (unity is strength).

Xie Ange hesitated for a moment, because Tiaoshen was really like a mental illness attack.

Especially when fighting, the action is even more unsightly. The problem is that ordinary people can't see the shaman's opponent. It looks like fighting with the air, which is very embarrassing.

In such an instant, Fujin's soul showed signs of leaving the body, and half of his soul was exposed outside his body.

The baby spirits opened their mouths wide, exposing two rows of sharp teeth, like sharks, biting even harder.

Well, don't hesitate.

The author has something to say:

Whether it’s film or television works or novels, shaman is rarely mentioned. If it weren’t for the copywriting, I wouldn’t want to write about it. It’s terrible to have no inspiration (>﹏<)

I checked some information on the Internet and found that Shamanism is fundamentally different from ordinary religions.

Shamanism is a general term for a phenomenon. There is no dogma or specific belief system. Different traditions of shamanism have different implementation methods and characteristics. Generally, the definition of shamanism comes from its experience and technology.Jonathan Horwitz said, "Shamanism is not about belief, it's about experience.

The so-called shamanism does not refer to a specific religion or belief, but a general term for those who have shaman experience and shaman behavior.

——Baidu

The length of this world may be shorter, and it will be very empty.