human suffering

Chapter 871 Ancestor Worship
In any case, no matter whether it is Cai Gen's guts or his eyes open to money, the meal tonight will be given away.

From the analysis of Cai Gen's sad face, he should not be fat, but probably jealous of money.

Before the meal was delivered in the afternoon, Cai Gen and Duan Xiaohong also had a conversation, which helped Cai Gen to muster up the courage to deliver the meal.

"Duan Tudou, we've known each other for so long, we haven't had a proper conversation yet.

Come, let's chat. "

This kind of amiable attitude made Duan Xiaohong's vigilance instantly peaked.

"Cai Bangzi, I haven't offended you recently, right? If you have any good farts, just let it go."

I have known for a long time that normal communication does not exist, and this product should be tied to a pickup truck to fight with Naqi.

Cai Gen suppressed the impatience in his heart, still as gentle as spring, handed Duan Xiaohong a cigarette, and thoughtfully helped her light it.

"Oh, Xiaohong, you."

"Stop, don't call me Xiaohong, I can't stand it, I have goosebumps all over my body.

If you want to get close, you can call me Aunt Hong, or Nai Hong, whatever is fine, I love to hear it. "

This is to put the face on the nose. Cai Gen snatched her cigarette and crushed it in a few strokes.

"Duan Tudou, you are a person who is not respected by bears. It's nothing serious. I just want to ask you, are you familiar with shamanism?"

Seeing that Cai Gen's hair suddenly exploded, Duan Xiaohong felt that she was acting a little too big, so she answered honestly.

"It seems to know, but not much.

The outside world always regards us as shamans, and we have been misunderstood a lot, and we don't bother to explain. "

Ok?
Is she still a sensible person?

There are many people who don't know what's going on with them, such as their wife Yuanyuan.

She has been on the horse for five years, and she has always considered herself a shaman. In fact, other shamans don't recognize her at all.

"Then tell me, why is there such a misunderstanding?"

Seeing Cai Gen's urgency, Duan Xiaohong began to twist again, stretched out two fingers, and kept making gestures in front of Cai Gen.

This is something that can't be steamed or cooked, Cai Gen's brain hurts for a while.

He took out a cigarette again, lit it for her, and took a puff before he began to speak seriously.

"In terms of identity, there is an essential difference, but the form of expression is similar.

People's shamans worship their ancestors, their nation, and nature. They have different bloodlines and nations, so they cannot become shamans.

This creates a natural barrier to outsiders, and not anyone who wants to be a shaman can be a shaman.

His own ancestor, who asked you, an outsider, to summon him?
You invite people to come, and they don't come, and they don't give you this face at all.

However, there are no such natural obstacles and no rigid requirements of ethnic origin to be a younger brother of the masters.

As long as there is fate with the master, anyone can become a horse fairy, and anyone can invite the master to become famous all over the world.

I say this, can you understand?

I know you are slow to respond, if you don't understand, I can explain it to you in detail. "

Oh, although Duan Xiaohong's last two sentences are quite annoying, but the explanation is quite detailed.

It made Cai Gen understand a lot, and indirectly explained the more general generalizations of Lingzimu.

It probably means that the shaman is more demanding and professional than the horse fairy.

Because the requirements are high, it is even more difficult to pass it on, so it is rare.

"The short potato, tell me, is it the shaman's ability to recruit the ancestors, or you are the best at recruiting the master?"

For Cai Gen's statement, Duan Xiaohong despised for a while, what is trick?
"Cai Bangzi, this is also winter, if it is summer, this thunder will definitely kill you, you can't hold back your words.

That's not a call, a call, or a call from the heart, understand?
As for who is better, it varies from person to person.

If the shaman invites the ancestors of more than 100 generations, it must be powerful, and there are years.

But if the person invited out is the father who just died, then it's useless, the year is not enough.

The same is true for our celestial beings. "

This is relatively easy to understand, and Cai Gen doesn't need to understand it.

"Duan Tudou, did you watch the old man in the video just now?

He said that he worshiped shamanism, as if he was some kind of first-generation grandfather. Could it be that their system of worshiping gods is very different? "

Duan Xiaohong had already finished her cigarette, so she took another one by herself, and after lighting it, she remained silent and lowered her head to smoke.

After a long time, Cai Gen was answered.

"Actually, I don't know, I just invited a master to ask, and the details are not too detailed.

It's really too old, maybe the system is really quite different.

Shamanism was originally called wizards, so they are all descendants of ancestor witches.

In addition to worshiping ancestral witches, they also worship national gods, ancestor gods, and nature gods.

Ethnic gods are worshiped according to their own ethnicity, such as Manchu, Oroqen, etc., are all different.

Ancestor gods are even more different. Different ancestors, of course, worshiped by different people.

But the shaman parish is a fishing and hunting people, roughly divided into the four gods of fishing, hunting, agriculture and forestry plus the god of war, and by the way, there is also the ancestor god.

The first grandpa you mentioned is an ancestor god of the Manchus.

As for the gods of nature, it is more broadly defined. There are gods of carvings, gods of birds, gods of tigers, etc. They are quite heterogeneous and there are many types.

Anyway, as long as they can do things, they can worship shamanism, and they are really powerful.

The above are the original words of the master just now. As for how much you understand, you can understand as much as you like.

I will not say it a second time, nor will I explain it to you. "

The other Cai Gen didn't pay attention, but he understood this ancestor god.

It's really different.

For example, they are both called hunting gods, your family is the third uncle, and mine may be the second uncle, so they are definitely not alone.

For another example, I think your fourth uncle is so powerful that he can be worshiped as a god of war.

When it’s time to ask God for something, just come and help.

This way of worshiping God is so casual, it really is close to nature.

As long as you are happy, you can worship anyone, of course, as long as you are allowed to worship, otherwise it is useless.

How simple and harmonious it is, much better than the Heavenly Court or the West Side.

It is also much more flexible than Chu Ma Xian and the other big families who have fixed Hu Huang Chang Mang.

Although it is very primitive and has the longest age, it still has its own advantages, which should not be underestimated.

"So, one last question.

Duan Tudou, do you want to see what a real shaman is like? This is a good opportunity to open your eyes.

We are predestined, otherwise I can give you this opportunity?Get in line. "

Duan Xiaohong sat up straight at once, searched left and right, and looked at the sky outside the window.

"Cai Bangzi, you've spent so long in ink, don't you want me to help you deliver food to that dead old man?"

"Shut up, what a dead old man, those are our precious customers who share our children, and they are all elderly people living alone who need care.

Although you close your eyes and don't speak, it seems a bit, a bit, a bit individual, but I absolutely cannot tolerate you insulting my customers. "

Duan Xiaohong was straightforward, she didn't argue with Cai Gen, she left a bah, turned around and went home.

(End of this chapter)