mad dragon son-in-law

Chapter 453 Pain and happiness
After realizing the unusualness of this drum, Xiao Feng's eyes immediately lit up. If it is used properly, the role this drum can play is simply unimaginable!
Before that, all that needs to be done is to test the upper limit of its power.

Thinking of this, a trace of determination flashed across Xiao Feng's eyes, and he took the drum off the stand, held the drum in one hand, and beat the drum with the other hand at an extremely fast frequency.

"dong dong dong dong..."

For a while, the dense drum beats kept ringing.

If Zhao Guoan was present, he would probably sneer, such a fast hand speed, I am afraid that only ten thousand years of single dogs can have it.

Of course, the premise is that he can not be affected by the drum.

And at the moment when the drumbeat sounded, everyone present only felt a "buzz" sound in their heads.

Immediately afterwards, his eyes went dark, and then the objects in his sight actually shook, and the steps under his feet seemed to be drunk, and it was difficult to control his body balance.

"vomit!"

The monk was the first to type GG, and immediately vomited wildly, with tears and snot all over his face.

Not long after, Qi Xiaoman, Xiao Yalan, and Master Jiu also followed in the monk's footsteps, throwing up dizzy and having a splitting headache!

After the three of them, it was Lin Jiaxuan and Su Yuzhuo who couldn't control their balance and fell to the ground.

The two of them were originally sick, and they had just recovered, so it was considered pretty good to be able to persevere until now.

Of course, Xiao Feng, who was beating the drum, was not immune to being affected. The cold sweat on his forehead gushed out at a speed that could be observed by the naked eye. In less than 2 minutes, it was as if he had just washed his face and hadn't had time to wipe it off.

His head hurts, and he even felt like he was going to have a nervous breakdown, but Xiao Feng still gritted his teeth and kept saying to himself in his heart: "Persist on, hold on a little longer, and you will see where the upper limit is!"

However, the idea was good, but Xiao Feng was unable to test the limit of the impact of drums on people until he couldn't hold on and stopped beating the drums.

At this moment, none of the people present could keep standing, and they all fell to the ground, gritting their teeth to prevent themselves from howling in pain.

In fact, during the few minutes when Xiao Feng kept beating the drum, someone wanted to stop him from continuing to beat the drum, but he couldn't do it desperately, as if he had been given a "seal order", and he couldn't yell out .

Now, it is possible to shout out, but no one wants to lose that person.

After persisting like this for about half a minute, Qi Xiaoman, Xiao Yalan, Master Jiu, and the monk not far away couldn't help but groan in pain.

The four of them are ordinary people, and their physical fitness and endurance are naturally inferior to the little girl and the others.

"Huh...huh..."

Xiao Feng lay on the ground, panting heavily, his chest rising and falling, waiting for the dizziness and pain in his head to disappear gradually.

Are you uncomfortable?
It must be uncomfortable, almost to death!

But what Xiao Feng felt was more the excitement and excitement of picking up a treasure.

This may be the legendary "pain and happiness".

In this extremely contradictory mood, after more than ten minutes, Xiao Feng stood up from the ground and helped the little girl and the others up one by one.

They didn't complain about Xiao Feng, but when they looked at the small drum again, there was fear in everyone's eyes, as if they were looking at a time bomb.

"What's going on here?" Lin Zhiyan couldn't believe it and asked, "How can the sound of this drum be so powerful!"

Xiao Feng shook his head, indicating that he was not clear, and then looked at Master Jiu, waiting for his answer.

After waiting for a few more minutes, Master Jiu finally recovered. He took out the pipe and pot from his sleeve, but just after lighting it up and taking a puff, he coughed violently again, and the feeling of nausea struck again.

After retching a few times, Master Jiu stifled the tobacco, sighed and said, "The skin of that drum...is made of human skin."

"what!"

Everyone's eyes widened, obviously this statement was beyond everyone's expectations.

Jiu Ye continued: "According to legend, human skin drums appeared as early as in the primitive society. to avoid disaster.

I can recognize it because I had a chance to see it some years ago, but the sound of that drum just makes people sound uncomfortable, and it doesn't have as much influence as this one. "

"Use human skin to make drums, because you can't find other materials?" Lu Yao asked.

Xiao Feng shook his head, and replied: "It has nothing to do with the material, there is a book called Fengshen Yanyi, and there are plots of living sacrifices in it.

At that time, ordinary people in the Shang Dynasty sacrificed to their ancestors by killing pigs and sheep, while wealthy and powerful officials and merchants used more high-end supplies.

When they arrived at the emperor's house, in order to show their supremacy, they used living beings who were regarded as the spirits of all things to perform sacrifices, in order to pray that the country would last forever.

And not only sacrifices, some major activities, such as expeditions, burials of princes and nobles, etc., would kill lives. This was a very common phenomenon in that era. "

Lu Yao suddenly said: "So, Brother Yanhuang, you mean that this drum was passed down from the Shang Dynasty?"

Xiao Feng shook his head and laughed: "Of course not, but the history of this drum is at least hundreds of years."

Master Jiu agreed: "That's right, and this drum is not complete, it should be accompanied by drumsticks made of human bones, or other utensils."

Everyone fell silent. Xiao Feng's narration and Jiu Ye's supplement made everyone have different opinions.

After a while, Lin Jiaxuan said, "Actually, it's useless to think so much. We're not experts in history. Regardless of the material and background, this drum is very ordinary.

Just like when we hear the melody of some songs, we feel uncomfortable, uncomfortable, or even depressed. The drum sound just amplified the negative effect many times. "

Xiao Feng agreed with this statement, nodded and said: "I agree with your statement."

"Oh, do you think your statement will change my opinion of you?" Lin Jiaxuan rolled her eyes, put her hands on her chest, and said in a very dismissive tone.

Xiao Feng was too lazy to continue the verbal dispute with her, so he went straight to the monk and asked, "How much is this drum, I bought it."

The monk glanced at the human skin drum in Xiao Feng's hand, and said with lingering fear: "I have no right to make decisions about the items in the temple, I have to ask the abbot."

"Then you go and come back quickly, I'll wait here." Xiao Feng waved his hand and motioned the monk to ask the abbot for instructions.

The monk clutched his chest and left as if he had been injured. Until now, the tightness in his chest still hasn't dissipated.

At the same time, he was also very surprised, how could there be people with skin drums in the temple?

Maybe only the abbot knows this question.

(End of this chapter)