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Chapter 352 Shaman branch

I thought so in my heart, and Ma Yunfeng's drums kept singing.

"After picking up the Eight Immortals, then picking up the Eight Immortals, it is about Zhang Guo, riding a donkey with a crane and a childish face, iron crane and li Hulu wearing a fairy pill, Cao Guojiu holds a yin and yang board in his hand, Lu Dongbin's sword shines coldly, Lan Cai and the horizontal flute come out of the fairy music

, Han Zhongli's palm-leaf fan can cover the sky, He Xiangu can get a cook without rice, and Han Xiangzi's flower basket can hold thousands of mountains."

"After the eight immortals are finished, let's talk about the eight immortals. The eight immortals are Luo Shengzhu who walked in front of his head, Zhang Qian and Lu Ban, and the two immortals of Hehe smiled with their heads, and then they sprinkled money with their bangs. Du Kang made wine, Liu Ling was drunk, drunk, drunk

Liu Ling has been defeated for three years, and after three years, he has been asking for money, and has become an immortal hand in hand."

OK, it was singing so well, I couldn't help but applaud him, then gave him a thumbs up and said, "It's OK, this is really good. Since you have this ability, we'll settle down tomorrow

I asked Wu Di’s wife to ask God to call the immortal, let Huang Tianchou tell the root of the matter and resolve the immortal!”

Ma Yunfeng was very happy, stopped the drums and sang, and was full of joy. He looked like he had found a job again, and his face was full of joy.

It's really great that he can be the second god, it's completely beyond my expectations. Thinking about it, it really fits Zhao Benshan's words.

"I'm worried that no one will teach me, a sticky bean bag fell from the sky!"

So I immediately contacted Wu Di and made an appointment with him. He was very happy, saying that after his wife returned home, something was wrong again. She had been sleeping at home these two days, and sometimes she still talked nonsense.

But every time she mentioned the matter of the Queen Mother and the Five Fairies, she never took the blame again, and she was still a little scared when she looked at that look.

It seems that my sister Wang is really a trick. So many people are useless to treat Liu Yang, but she just scared Liu Yang directly as soon as she took action.

When I told Ma Yunfeng about this, he wondered, could that woman really come down to earth?

I said nothing, and the Queen Mother has such a high status, even if she is in the lower world, she can't be mentally ill. She must be a normal person.

Ma Yunfeng shook his head and said something meaningful to me.

"Don't treat her as a mental illness. Maybe in her eyes, those who think she is abnormal are truly abnormal."

I couldn't help but feel a little anxious. What he said was quite reasonable. All the people in the world thought they were normal. Don't you know that in front of the Creator, we might have been abnormal for a long time.

The next afternoon we made an appointment with Wu Di. After lunch, Ma Yunfeng came to my house and waited with me for Wu Di and the others to arrive.

Originally, Wu Di wanted us to go there, but after all, his wife's frostbite had not healed yet and could not walk, but I decided to let them go for it in person.

Because Huang Tianchou is quite difficult to deal with, this immortal Qiu is not the only one. He has become the leader of the hall, and there are people under his command.

So let Wu Di and the others come to my house, which means to transfer Huang Tianchou out. Another one is my hall, and all the immortals are there, so they can suppress him.

Ma Yunfeng brought a bag over, and there was a drum inside. He said it was passed down by the old yellow head. I took it out and saw that the drum body had already been patellated, and the patterns on it were blurred. I didn't know if it was passed on.

How many years have it been.

I looked at his drum, beat it with my hands, and asked him, "Is it really a donkey skin?"

Ma Yunfeng smiled at me: "The deer-skinned one is said to be passed down by my master's father, and it has been more than 30 years."

I couldn't help but stick out my tongue. Looking at this drum that was older than me, I felt a little emotional.

This drum is also called the King of Wen, with one-sided eight strings. There is a saying that this eight string implies the sixty-four hexagrams of King of Wen, with a big money hanging on the string. The whip is called the God-Driving Whip, also called the King of Wu, with colorful cloth tied on it, corresponding to

Five ways of immortals.

In fact, this is the evolution of the shamanic drums in shamanism. The earliest shamanic drums were originally dance tools and musical instruments in shamanic rituals, and later used for royal sacrifices to heaven, including some festival celebrations and entertainment occasions.

I once said that the horse lineage is a branch of shamanism. Some people say that horses are not shamans at all. These words are half right and half wrong, because the ancient shamanism basically no longer exists. Now shamans have become a folk song and dance performance

and the form of cultural heritage.

Because the true shamanism is a branch of "witches", shaman wizards are not artists, and shaman drums are not musical instruments, but magical instruments that communicate with gods in heaven and earth.

The current immortals have inherited the shamanism to a large extent and can communicate with gods, but the object of communication has basically become the five-way immortals.

Of course, there are also some immortals who have the ability to communicate with the above immortals, but very few of them can be ignored. Everyone should try to be cautious when encountering them, so as not to be deceived...

After a little gossip, Ma Yunfeng took out the drum and tried the sound, and Wu Di and others came outside the door.

When he opened the door, he saw Wu Di coming in with his wife on his back, with two or three people following him, all of whom came to help.

His wife's feet were not enough to walk, so I asked Wu Di to put his wife on the chair and found something to mat the foot.

Liu Yang's condition looks good. In addition to being unable to walk, he is still energetic. He also loses the arrogant and domineering attitude he had when he first met. He is depressed and just smiles awkwardly when he sees me.

I scented up in front of the hall and told them to watch Liu Yang later. Once the fugitive immortal got on his body, he could not let him harm others. After all, the frostbite on Liu Yang's feet was not as good as it was.

Wu Di looked at his wife, wiped her tears and told me that his wife's big toe on her right foot was quite serious, and she was still under observation. The doctor said that if she couldn't recover well, her toe might have to be cut off.

After hearing what he said, I felt a little cold. Although Liu Yang had a bad attitude towards me before, he was disabled because he had an absent from his toes, so I naturally couldn't bear it.

At this time, Ma Yunfeng was ready, so I said to Liu Yang: "I'll invite you to come down later. Don't control me. You can say whatever you want. Try to make things easy to deal with. You don't have to worry, we

Will protect you from safety.”

Liu Yang's eyes were filled with tears and he nodded to me repeatedly.

Next, Ma Yunfeng cleared his throat and started singing.

"What I mean is, I picked up the King Wen drum with my left hand and the King Wu whip with my right hand. The King Wen drums the donkey's skin curtain, and there are eight threads tied inside, four threads facing north and four threads facing south. These four threads facing north and the world, four threads facing north and the world, four threads facing north and the world,

Towards the south, there is a string of copper coins on it, including Qianlong and Daoguang, Qianlong Daoguang and Kaiyuan.”

"This whip is a good whip. It is tied to the colorful ribbon. It will be hit by one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, eight whip by one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, eight whip by one."

With Ma Yunfeng's lyrics, Liu Yang began to close his eyes and his body swayed slightly.
Chapter completed!
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