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Time flies, another month has passed, and the cold winter seems to have come to an end. The sound of melting snow can be heard everywhere on the prairie.

Correspondingly, the herders of the Huns are thoroughly active, driving the cattle and sheep, covering the mountains and plains, and the joy of having finally survived the long winter is overflowing in their chests. Among.

However, this kind of miracle of spring return to the earth naturally belongs to the gift of Spiritual God, so whether it is a Hun aristocrat or a commoner, the first thing that comes to mind is sacrifice.

Although this kind of sacrifice is full of dark, exaggerated and thrilling style in the ceremony, it is completely different from the solemn and solemn sacrifice of the Han people, but the nature is similar and very pious.

All directions of the Huns nobles and Huns herders came from hundreds of miles away, even thousands of miles away, and gathered in Dragon City.

Dragon City is certainly not a city, and when hundreds of thousands or hundreds of thousands of Huns gather, it is still not a city, but a huge outdoor barbecue restaurant.

At least Mu Shaoan thinks so.

"Yawn!"

He yawned five or six in one breath. He went from sleepy-eyed to a huge, imposing, imposing manner next to the felt grazing bag. Xiao Mu got out of his bag.

It feels good to sleep well all night, jumping on the spot twice, the whole person looks very good.

Mu Shaoan's current identity is a small sacrifice of Zuo sacrifice under the High Priest of the Huns. It has a very slurred official name, but it actually means servant of a god servant.

Also, don’t look at this official, this is the past month, Mu Shaoan racked his brains and thoughts, using the power of the director, and with the help of the contract of 30 million people. Strength, I got this status smoothly.

In other words, without the identity of this little priest, there is no way to participate in this movie copy.

"The trumpet picture, go to the Elun family to pray for blessings and disasters, remember to collect 30 lambs."

Mu Shaoan's good mood was after he stretched out. Stopped abruptly.

Although in the eyes of the Xiongnu nobles and ordinary people, the shamans are mysterious, but this halo becomes ugly in front of their own people. For example, Mu Shaoan knew that the left priest last night The adult slept at least three little girls with slender waists and big hips, and they woke up 13 times. The chamber pots were all made of gold.

In addition, offering sacrifices to exorcise evil spirits, praying for blessings and offering sacrifices to the heavens are also divided into levels.

If the Huns are coming, or if the Huns have a major war, then the shaman High Priest will need to personally lead all the small and medium priests to dance the square dance, cough cough, which means to dance the great god.

If you are a Hun aristocrat, or the Royal Family of the Hun, it is possible to ask the Shaman High Priest to come forward and pray for blessings in person.

Then most of the Xiongnu nobles can only ask for sacrifices.

As for more Xiongnu civilians, sorry, at this time it is the turn of servants of god servants like Mu Shaoan to go out.

As for why the common people of the Huns don’t wait for the Xiongnu mass sacrifice, they have to eat a small stove. This is actually very simple.

The Huns are also humans, not monsters. They also have their own private property and their own selfish calculations. Don’t use the hospitality of the Huns to prove that they are naive and take their wives and daughters. It is purely because the land is so large and sparsely populated to prevent close relatives from marrying.

And the enthusiasm for business travel is also normal. Believing or not throws you into the deserted Gobi for a month, then you will feel as cute as a loved one when you see a small shop.

What is pure and simple, only literary youth will believe it.

Otherwise, the Huns, Turks, Khitans, female daoist, Xixia, and Mongols have long been good babies. Why bother and rob the Han land every year?

So, these tens of thousands of herdsmen came here to pray for Heavenly God’s blessings. In order to show their sincerity, please ask one or a few little shamans to pray and worship for their families alone. This is a good thing. Who will refuse?

I really thought where did the golden toilet in Zuo's sacrifice and animal husbandry bag come from?

Mu Shaoan happily agreed, thirty lambs? It seems that this is a poor man. You must know that there are more than 20 little shamans under Zuo Jiji. In terms of professional level, Mu Shaoan is the worst one.

Turning around and returning to his puppy kennel, Mu Shaoan skillfully took out his own outfit.

Well, this shaman outfit is also very particular, because of the shaman culture, this outfit is moved towards as much horror as it is, and as horrible as it is. .

Mu Shaoan doesn't know the specific reason.

And these outfits are not issued by the High Priest above, but need to be prepared by the little shamans, and even if you make any tricks, it doesn’t matter. I guess that High Priest still doesn’t understand. What is uniformity.

One more thing, the High Priest and the left and right priests are the biggest Spiritual God between Heaven and Earth, and the little shamans can also master some little spirits, and they don't conflict with each other.

Because little shamans like Mu Shaoan are not qualified to invite Heavenly God spirits when they go out for business, and even the wolf gods do not allow them, so they can only catch a few weasels, or A big fox, or even an old Willow Tree, an Old Tortoise or something, this is all right, and later it can even develop into a broom, a plate, a pair of chopsticks and so on.

In short, this is the professional expertise of the little shamans themselves.

The reason why Mu Shaoan is so unwelcome among more than twenty little shamans is that the Spiritual God spirit he respectfully invited is a field mouse.

To be honest, this is the harm of not enough culture. At first, Mu Shaoan didn’t take it seriously. When Zuo Jijie asked him to catch an animal, he caught a field mouse when he went out. Also called big-eyed thief, they are piled on the grassland. It is said that the meat is good when grilled, but Mu Shaoan has never tasted it.

Because of this, it is discriminated against.

At this moment, Mu Shaoan put on a coat made up of many cloth strips, which looked like auspicious clothes. He wore a ghost mask on his head, carried a big leather bag, and carried a small cage in his hand. Inside is a little gopher.

Work started.

The thirty lambs of the Erlun family, and one of his.

Everything is messy, people and livestock are everywhere, the air is full of sour, spicy, bad, vomiting, fishy, ​​salty lamb mutton, and the ground is full of melting snow and mud, and can be seen everywhere human dung, cattle and sheep dung, crowded together, like a thousand-layer cake——

Mu Shaoan thought maliciously.

Elun is a Hun herder, or a Hun warrior. The family has 800 sheep, 300 cows, 100 horses, five wives, a dozen sons and daughters, and a few hundred slaves. Six for mother, one for father, three for Uncle, and a dozen for brother.

In short, in modern terms, this is a pure Huns middle class.

Their home is a few miles away. Although Mu Shaoan is a rateless little shaman, his arrival was welcomed by the Erlun family. It's already very good to be able to invite a little shaman to pray for himself and exorcise evil spirits alone.

Mu Shaoan was not polite. He ordered the people of Ellun’s family to light a bonfire. Then he opened his leather pocket and took out a handful of dried cow dung and dried mushrooms. Well, the former is In order to pretend to be forced, the latter is purely hallucinogenic. Don't underestimate the people of this era. The shamans of this little doorway sacrificially play very slippery.

Mu Shaoan’s mutter incantations in his mouth directly threw a handful of dried cow dung and a handful of dried mushrooms into the fire, then was sluggish for three seconds, took out the little hamster in the cage, and held it with one hand This poor worm’s tail, holding a copper bell in one hand, his body began to cramp and dance the square dance, foaming in his mouth, while shouting--

"Plant a fruit in spring, autumn Reaping a beauty, la la la, la la la, I am a happy little grasshopper, poke and jump, la la la, la la la, I have a little donkey..."

That Anyway, others don't understand, but I can't help it.