The gang leader of the Internet became famous and became a god through metaphysics variety show

The surrounding villagers understood immediately, and there were dissatisfied mutterings and complaints from the crowd.

"It's all because of that brat from the Yan family who always likes to run away. In the end, he kindly rescued a foreigner and came back. Now, he has attracted everyone from outside! He also wants to see our great witch!"

"Is the great witch something they can see if they want? Come on, hurry up!"

"Speaking of the great witch, the sacrifice should be about to begin. Let's go quickly, otherwise it will be too late!"

The crowd was bustling and arguing.

A tall man who looked somewhat majestic and powerful came out. He frowned and said impatiently with a cold face: "You want to see our great witch? It's impossible, so get out of here!"

Hua Xia has always been his playboy. When would someone dare to talk to him like this? He crossed his arms and sneered: "Why are you talking like this? Be careful, young master."

Yan Zhao stretched out his hand to stop him. When he heard these people calling the mysterious woman a great witch, combined with what he heard in the VCR before, he already made a judgment in his mind.

She said quietly with a calm face: "We can leave, but your hidden formation has just been broken by us. I'm afraid it will be difficult to stop outsiders after being exposed, and it will be difficult to remain calm in the future."

She smiled: "I guess although your great witch can cure diseases and save people, he doesn't know the Xuanmen formations. I can arrange another one for you, how about it?"

"This" The man who had just stepped out to drive people away couldn't help but hesitate when he heard that it was about the hidden guard formation outside the village and the peace of the whole village.

"Oh, you're right!" Someone slapped his thigh: "That formation was installed by someone many years ago. If it breaks down, I'm afraid our village will be in a lot of trouble."

"I think this group of people is not easy to mess with. Since they can be found, they must be capable."

"Hey, why don't we take them to see the big witch." Some villagers advised with concern: "What if someone else breaks in in the future? We'll watch them. We can't drive them away after meeting the big witch." Not too late."

"Yes, and the sacrifices have probably already started. If we don't go, we will not be able to catch up!"

The man hesitated for a long time before reluctantly saying: "Okay, this matter needs to be decided by the great witch. I will take you to see her."

He warned sternly: "However, the great witch is conducting an ancestor worship ceremony. This is a very important ceremony for our tribe. You must not disturb it! Otherwise, our tribe will not be able to spare you!"
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It seemed that all the villagers in the village had rushed to the festival, and there was no one along the road. Yan Zhao and others followed the lagging villagers to the center of the village, and saw an extremely lively scene with a sea of ​​people.

There is a tall circular altar in the center of the village. In the middle stands a wooden statue of the ancestor god, a giant dragon hovering in the air. In front of the statue, there are rich offerings of meat, milk, vegetables and fruits placed on the wooden table.

There is a thick tree in the east, west, north and south directions around the altar. The trunk is smeared with dark red animal blood, and the branches are hung with colorful ribbons, floating in the wind.

At this time, the festival had begun, and the whole village gathered around the altar, watching intently.

On the altar, a middle-aged woman in strange attire was dancing and singing around the statue of the ancestor god.

She wears a sacred hat with two antlers on top and a small bronze mirror in front of it. There are streamers of different lengths and colors hanging around the hat. There is a particularly long cloth strap at the back, about twice as long as other cloth straps, and a small bell is tied to it.

The upper body wears a double-breasted mandarin jacket made of red and purple animal skins with a wide front and a long skirt with dragon patterns embroidered on it.

An animal skin belt is tied around the waist, and dozens of colorful cloth belts are hung with bells, beads and cloth bags. Five bronze mirrors are also hung, which reflect the light in the sun as the figure dances.

Her eyes were half open and half closed, and she was jumping and singing in an extremely deep tone. A group of people stood around the altar, also wearing divine hats and clothing, holding drums in their left hands, mallets in their right hands, and bells tied around their waists.

When a woman sings a line, the people around her sing along with the chorus.

The low and mysterious chanting, the grand and noisy sacred drums and the sound of waist bells create a mysterious, ethereal and otherworldly atmosphere.

"This" Wei Donglai touched the goose bumps on his arm, shrank his neck and whispered: "Why does this look so evil? It can't be a cult, right?"

The villagers who had brought a few people here immediately turned their heads and glared angrily.

Hua Xia looked at him speechlessly: "You really don't think it's a big deal to call someone else a cult on someone else's territory."

Yan Zhao stared at the altar, the corners of his lips curled up slightly, as if everything was expected, and he said calmly: "It's not a cult, it's a shaman."

Zheng Beiqiu suddenly said: "I have heard that shamanism is an ancient belief that started in prehistoric times and spread all over the world. It is believed that all things have animism. The bishop is called a shaman or a great witch. Different tribes and ethnic groups have different beliefs, including ancestor worship, totem Worship and nature worship, and through rituals, you can communicate with your beliefs and allow the gods to temporarily take over your body. The Chuma Immortal who believes in the Five Immortals is also a derivative of shaman in a sense."

Xu Chengzhou nodded: "Well, shamanism is mainly spread among some ethnic minorities in Northern Europe, Mongolia and the Northeast. The Jurchens, the ancestors of the Manchu people, believed in shamanism. In the Qing Dynasty, shamanism was combined with the Manchu tradition and regarded as the state religion. , was introduced into the palace, and the palace would have a special temple for the royal family to worship shamans and perform rituals, but it was later suppressed and declined."

Hua Xia raised his eyebrows: "It turned out to be a shaman. No wonder the netizen said that the mysterious woman danced and sang beside him and saved him. It seems that she is a great dancer."

"Dance Master? Isn't this a lie?" Wei Donglai scratched his head, a little confused.

Wu Qing smiled and shook his head: "No, the dancing god among shamans can not only perform rituals to summon spirits, but also invite gods to treat people's illnesses. There are still rumors among the people, but most of them are pretentious and deceptive, so they have a bad reputation. . Just like the head-lowering technique, it has a bad reputation. Most people think it is harmful to others, but they don’t know that it also has a black and white side."

"So that's it." Wei Donglai asked again: "Then they are dancing to the gods now? I just heard that this is the most important festival. What is it worshiping?"

"What we see now is the most traditional and solemn ancestor worship ceremony in shamanism. All clan or tribe members participate together to pray for the safety of humans and animals, a good harvest of agriculture and animal husbandry, and success and tranquility."

Yan Zhao smiled faintly: "I have never seen it with my own eyes before, but I didn't expect that I would be lucky enough to see it this time."

As soon as she finished speaking, she suddenly realized that the black dragon scale she had brought with her after getting it from the Empress Temple was getting slightly hot due to the ceremony on the stage.

Yan Zhao was stunned for a moment, then reached out and pulled out the dragon scale, thoughtfully.

The dragon scales are getting hotter and hotter, and even emit a dark glow. Suddenly, the tambourine played loudly on the stage, and the rhythm suddenly tightened, and the female shaman who was performing the ceremony seemed to feel something.

Her expression suddenly became confused, her eyes were closed tightly, her jaw was trembling, her teeth were clenching, and her whole body was shaking as if she was crazy.

When the people around the altar saw this, someone immediately took out a ball of red-hot coals and placed it at the shaman's feet to guide the god.

The shaman's drumming suddenly stopped, and then he suddenly opened his eyes.

There are also side halls in the Forbidden City specially set up for shamans at that time, such as Kunning Palace. Royal weddings need to comply with shamanic traditions~~