Looking back

Huazheng tidied up the ribbon on her body, as if she couldn't help laughing at her pretense, "Less say it weighs a hundred catties. Here... Look, deer skin, tiger skin, leopard skin, wolf skin, bear skin, badger skin , fox skin, cut off the skin from the prey you kill, and add a bone." When she lowered her head, the antlers on her head almost pierced Yang Kang's eyes, and the bell on the antlers shook dizzily.

With such a crown, the center of gravity would be out of balance when the head was tilted slightly, Yang Kang had no choice but to hold the antlers on it for her.The antler stand was quite large and very heavy. It must have been a very majestic and graceful male deer. He counted the horns on it and said, "I remember that the number of branches of antlers is the level of a shaman."

Shaman is a mixed-type mage in World of Warcraft, and it must be a shaman based on real history.Shamanism is a primitive religion that worships natural forces. Only the best people in the tribe can become shamans. They need to know the weather, distinguish herbs, judge life and death, and heal pain. The ranch even pointed out the pros and cons of a war. They are the prophets, builders, doctors, and military advisers of the tribe. It can even be said that the strength of the tribe depends largely on the ability of the shaman. The leader of the tribe When you encounter things, you must ask them for advice, and even the leaders of many tribes are themselves shamans.

Shamans have outstanding wisdom, but they are by no means weak strategists who plan strategies. Once they take off their vestments, they are all brave warriors.Thinking about it, it is not something ordinary people can afford to wear a cassock that costs hundreds of catties and dance for half an hour.

Huazheng straightened the heavy crown, "That's natural, the one with nine prongs is the tallest."

Yang Kang took a closer look at the cassock, it fit her figure very well, the fur was not frayed, the copper bell and mirror were not rusted, obviously it was not inherited from the old shaman, but newly made in the past two years, so he asked , "If you become a great shaman at such a young age, won't anyone be unconvinced?"

"Compared with qualifications, people prefer the legend of genius." Hua Zheng narrowed his eyes and smiled, "No one can refuse the miracle and the gospel."

Female shamans are not uncommon, and the noble young daughter of the Great Khan traveled far away after hearing the revelation of the gods when she was young. She used a white divine sculpture as a mount, and her body was as light as a swan, which could relieve the pain of the wounded. Bringing back the souls of the sick, she won all the battles she sacrificed without exception, she was able to hunt and kill the ferocious Xiong Xiazi independently, and hunted all the birds and animals needed for the robes. A legend that people are fascinated by?

But the people on the grassland, who would have thought what was behind the miracle.Each of the colored ribbons on the sleeves is the gratitude of a cured seriously ill patient. Each of the animal skins and bones on the skirt is the prey hunted by the shaman or independently hunted by the shaman. Layers of ribbons , is the achievement and glory of being a shaman.

And Huazheng has too many belts to count. In the less than a year since she returned here from Peach Blossom Island, how many places she has traveled non-stop, how many people have been rescued, how many wild animals have been hunted, and how many people she has hunted. Such a vestment?

"Don't count, I don't know how many." Hua Zheng interrupted his gaze.

"A cloth belt is a patient, and a leather belt is a hunt. Did you get them all by yourself?" Huazheng pouted slightly, "No one will help me make fun of this kind of thing, just get one." one."

Yang Kang said with a smile, "What about the bells? Does the number matter?" Huazheng laughed, "You can play as many bells as you can. The more bells, the heavier and louder, the better the momentum and effect. You can also consider Change careers and mix with me, pretending to be a ghost is very suitable for people who learn martial arts."

"It's so heavy, can you bear it?" Yang Kang knew that these decorations were not for her to dress up as a golden Buddha statue and be worshiped by people, but to dance during the sacrifice. Flying, let the spirituality of the birds, beasts and all things attached to the robe be released, so as to communicate with the gods of heaven and earth.

Huazheng walked two steps wearing a bohemian-style decoration, and found that the steps were very sluggish, so he had to whisper, "Then take some off." The first thing to take off was a hair with a bronze mirror embedded in it. followed by a similar belt, and the other bells are fastened to the clothes. Yang Kang asked, "What will happen if people find out if you don't wear anything?" Huazheng shrugged, "Depending on the sacrifice, , the dress itself must be different, and no one will find that there is a problem. But if I had known this day, I would have made these decorations into live buttons."

Yang Kang said with a smile, "Then if you jump all the way and drop coins all the way, wouldn't you be a boy who spreads money?" He watched Huazheng take a few steps with the rest of the weight, and still felt that her steps were heavy, "It's still too heavy, Your injury is still not healed, so don't join this..." Huazheng smiled, "Don't worry, I won't delay for too long, and I haven't been taking medicine all the time recently, plus your Jiuyang conditioning, basically Running and jumping is fine."

This place is rich in velvet antler, velvet velvet nourishes the essence and strengthens the bones, and has gentle medicinal properties. It is most suitable for recuperating the weakness after a long illness. She takes the best quality yellow velvet antler powder every day, but her energy is getting better and her muscles and bones have turned slightly. Meteorology is just poison buried deep, and the internal energy is disordered, and it needs the help of others to maintain it with internal strength.Therefore, Yang Kang was still worried about her participation in the sacrifice, "I know it takes a long time to dance to worship the gods, not to mention such heavy clothes, what if you are not strong enough and can't help calling your inner breath, what should you do if you go astray?" Hua Zheng immediately Protesting, Hengmei said, "Don't let me do anything, what's the point of doing it for a few more days!

Yang Kang sighed, "Okay, okay, you can toss hard, and come to toss me after tossing." The more exhausted Huazheng's physical strength is, the more energy he will consume to heal his injuries. I still have spare energy, so it's okay to let her have a little fun if I think about it.

Seeing him nodding, Huazheng smiled brightly, and in a blink of an eye, she took out another set of clothes of a similar style, with the same floral pattern, decorated with some bronze mirrors and animal skins, but without copper bells and ribbons.Yang Kang suddenly felt something was wrong, "What is this?" She giggled and said, "Assistant A's clothes."

Even though it was a world of ice and snow, he felt a trace of cold sweat on his back, "Who is Assistant A?"

Huazheng smiled and said, "What do you think?" Then he came to take off his clothes, "Put it on! You're still laughing at me." Yang Kang protested, "I don't know how to dance, are you rushing me?" Is the duck on the shelves?" Seeing his embarrassment, Huazheng seemed to be in a good mood, "Who told you to jump, does Assistant A still want to steal the limelight? You can stand by and save me some energy, such as going to When I jumped high, I stepped on your shoulders, and then you threw me up, so I don’t need to use my own strength.”

She cleared her throat and added, "Of course I did it by myself before, but in order to prevent you from complaining that I cruelly squeezed your pitiful inner strength afterwards, it's better to be lazy." Yang Kang said with a helpless smile, "Okay, I'll wear it myself, you can stop for a while and save some electricity."

When he changed into his clothes, he looked down and walked around a few times, only to feel that the dangling feathers on his jacket were very disturbing, "I think now, you pulled me on your back because you didn't want to be ashamed alone." Hua Zheng Covering his mouth and laughing, "I think you look good in it." Yang Kang couldn't find a mirror anywhere, guessing that the feathers on his coat and the animal skin on his hem must be exactly the same as the orc costumes in the game, and he only needed to paint his face .

After he said it, Huazheng started laughing, "Do you think the face can be spared? Usually it has to be painted." Yang Kang didn't believe that she was willing to make himself into a Beijing opera face, and immediately complained, "Can you bear those paints?" It would be weird if you put it on your face." Huazheng seemed to want to turn his head and curl his lips when he heard this, but he was so pressed by the antlers on his head that he didn't want to move, so he just grinned, "That's right, it's so troublesome and it hurts the skin, it's better to wear a mask. "

After speaking, he motioned for him to open the small box on the other side, opened it and took out a mask.

The mask weighed almost nothing in his hand. Looking carefully, it turned out to be made of birch bark. The silvery-white surface was painted with simple and simple patterns in heavy ink. Hua Zheng held the mask in front of him and fastened the straps to fix it. Standing still, he said, "Fortunately, the masks are relatively light."

After Huazheng put on the mask and turned his head, he saw that the holes in the mask's eyes were carved slender and flew obliquely into the temples, resembling the face of a fox, which instantly brought an indescribable discomfort and depression.It has to be said that he got used to Huazheng's strange costume for a long time just now, just because he could still see her face, he didn't feel confused, but when the mask covered the familiar face, he instantly reappeared in the horror novel. The weird scene of "familiar people suddenly changing their faces into monsters".

The person standing in front of him seemed to have changed his body, and could not find even a trace of familiarity. His mischievous smile was covered by a stiff mask, his light body was bound by a heavy cloak, and the graceful antler frame was integrated with it, making him appear The person in front of him was more than three feet tall.

Appearance, sensuality, what is real, what is illusion.

Huazheng seemed to feel the oppression of the atmosphere, "Isn't it, are you scared?" After saying that, he stretched out a beaded hand from his sleeve robe, and Yang Kang held the cold and slender hand, feeling at ease, "Well, I feel like you've been eaten by a monster. I'm thinking about what to do. I don't know if it's too late to kill the monster and pull you out of its stomach."

A laugh popped out from behind the mask, "Then be a monster with me." After finishing speaking, she pressed the other mask on his face, signaling him to put it on, and the two checked each other, and there was nothing wrong Then go to the place of worship.

Dongwei's camp is in the valley, and a high altar has been set up.These hunters are used to hunting. Everywhere they go, they have to cut down wooden poles and temporarily build up a piece of wood. They are also half-carpenters, but this altar is very simple, and it cannot be compared with the exquisite stage in the Central Plains. The original ecological wooden piles are pieced together, and the bark is not even planed, let alone a flat countertop.I saw Huazheng standing on the edge of the altar, stepping lightly, and walking to the center of the altar step by step.In her hand is a double-sided cowhide drum with scarlet animal patterns painted on it. There is also a ring of copper bells on the side of the drum. The bell is big and heavy, and it will ring once when it is shaken, and there will be no trivial aftertaste. .With the change of her knocking and shaking, the sounds of drums and bells intertwine, forming a simple rhythm. The movements of beating the drums and ringing the bells are very coordinated with her steps. The most surprising thing is that the rest of the bells on her body are all motionless. Not a single noise disturbed the rhythm.

The sound of the drums gradually accelerated, and her pace also became faster and faster. Two white eagles hovered low above her head. It was very safe, so she followed what she said and went to a slightly lower place beside the stage.I saw her footsteps began to jump, her arms were dancing in the air, the bronze mirror on her body flickered in the setting sun, and the bells all over her body began to jingle.When he reached Yang Kang's side, Huazheng jumped onto his shoulders, leaped into the air with the strength of his arms, landed on the other side of the altar after a few light spins, bursts of spontaneous eruptions suddenly erupted from the audience. The pious cry of the heart.

It is conceivable how jaw-dropping it would be to dance the sacrificial dance when her martial arts is still there. She can easily jump up and slide through the air, as if with the full blessing of the wind god.

Huazheng's playful tone shows that she does not believe that she can really communicate with God through this, but only uses it to provide faith sustenance for others. However, she grew up in such an environment of faith, and some things have been deeply buried in her heart , Step by step, she stepped out firmly, with unquestionable power, infecting everyone with her faith.

"The mountain god Bai Nacha blessed our prey, brave Mo Zhigen, you are the masters of this forest!"

The raging fire was raised, and the strong wine was filled in the cup, and was bounced by the little finger to the sky, the ground, and the fire, and then it was drunk, and the complete animal head was placed on a wooden stake the size of a millstone , to thank the mountain gods for their generosity, and the dance around the fire was warm and quiet to express their infinite respect for the mountains and forests.

In the tent of the shaman Huozhen Farewell Concubine, daughter of Genghis Khan, the god hat and gown were randomly placed beside the bed, and the ribbons were scattered all over the floor.After the sacrifice was completed, Huazheng was almost carried back into the tent by Yang Kang. It is common for the shaman to faint after the trance, so no one made a fuss about it.Even though she had cut corners, Huazheng had already run out of strength after all this tossing. Those copper bells and streamers hindered her healing skills, and when she took great efforts to dismantle them, she was already half fainted.

When the voices outside were completely silent, Huazheng's internal energy had only been circulating for a week. Huazheng slowly woke up, winked at him, and said with his mouth, "It's interesting, right?" A bunch of advice was stuck in her throat, Yang Kang put his hands over her eyes and closed her eyelids, "Go to sleep, I'll walk around again."

Huazheng obediently said "Yes" and closed her eyes.Her internal breath has been regulated just now, and it does not need the cooperation of the injured to run it again at this time.