Chapter 447 The Great God

"Is this the master of dancing? Why do I look like dancing? Hehehe-" Qiqi asked in the fat man's ear.

The fat man nodded. He also heard that the main religious rituals of shamans are to jump into gods and seek gods. After the gods possess them, they can cure people's illnesses.

Suddenly, the Ewenk men and women around them were kneeling down, leaving only fat men and the others standing alone, which looked particularly eye-catching.

The shaman kept trembling and trembling very evenly. If he was a normal person, it would be difficult to do this. It seems that he had been "being possessed" by the gods and possessed supreme divine power.

Then she began to circle around Nig on the ground, and the tone in her mouth became higher and higher. Finally, she was stern. The divine drum in her hand almost broke, as if she was expelling the evil demons and heretics.

Although in the eyes of the Ewenks, the shaman looked like a god at this time, it was somewhat farceful in the eyes of the fat man.

Suddenly, the shaman pulled open Niglai's clothes and began to spread divine water on his body. The divine water fell on Niglai's body. Although the little guy was already in a coma, he still couldn't help but tremble.

The fat man smelled a strong smell of alcohol, and there seemed to be some medicine inside. He scratched the back of his head unconsciously: It seems that this shaman is not just doing it. At least the medicinal wine can absorb heat after it evaporates, which is still helpful in reducing body temperature.

Under the conditions at that time, even the fat man lived in Kushantun, there was a shortage of medical treatment and medicine. If the child had a fever too much, he would sometimes rub it with wine.

Rub your head, chest, back, and armpits all over the head, so you can basically reduce your body temperature. In winter, you can also chew ice cubes, chew ice cubes and swallow it into your stomach. If you eat a large bowl of ice cubes, you can also reduce your fever.

These methods are all native methods that ordinary people have come up with, but they also contain certain scientific principles and physical cooling. This shaman is obviously using similar methods at this moment, but the divine water she used may have been soaked in medicinal herbs, and the effect is probably better. From this point of view, the shaman should belong to the category of witch doctors.

The redness on Niglai's face gradually dissipated, and the shaman took out another bow and arrow and shot an arrow on a doll tied with grass. The onlookers immediately burst into cheers, because the grass doll was the incarnation of the evil demon. Now that it has been shot to death, the child's condition will definitely improve.

The shaman completed the entire ceremony of asking gods to exorcise ghosts, and then suddenly lay down on the ground, twitching violently all over his body, then slowly got up. At this moment, her body did not tremble, and it seemed that the god had left.

After taking down all the magical tools and coats on her body, the shaman turned back to the Ewenk woman, but her spirit seemed a little tired. Perhaps the process of asking gods to exorcise ghosts was also a life of strength.

In fact, just thinking about it makes me realize that she sang and danced just now, and it was quite physically exhausting.

The shaman walked to Nig and saw that he was still sleeping and showed no sign of waking up. His face instantly became very ugly. The herdsmen around him also surrounded him, and everyone's face was filled with panic. Obviously, the child's illness was not cured, which proved that the evil demons and heretics had not been completely eliminated.

Suddenly, the shaman pointed at the fat man and the others and said something bad. A feeling of badness arose from the fat man's heart: This guy did not succeed in his approach, so he started to find reasons, probably to use us as a scapegoat.

Sure enough, Eguna came to the fat man with a gloomy face: "Friend, the Shaman said that your little girl was possessed by a ghost and was specially brought to collect the souls of Nigre. She needed to shoot with a magic arrow to completely disperse the evil ghosts. Don't worry, the magic arrow will only shoot the evil ghosts to death and will never hurt your child."

The fat man grabbed his hair hard, then blinked his little eyes a few times, and suddenly laughed: "Qiqi, we have lived together for several years. I didn't expect you to be possessed by an evil ghost. Come and ask the Shaman to shoot an arrow."

Qiqi was so scared that her little face turned pale: "Fat Uncle, do you believe this too?"

Big Braid also pinched the fat man's waist and whispered: "Brother, stop making trouble at this time, find a way."

If you want to say that a pure child like Qiqi has a ghost in his heart, who can believe it? Anyway, the fat man doesn't believe it. He walked to the shaman: "Sir, you've read it wrong. That little girl is not possessed by a demon, but possessed by a god. What do you think?"

While speaking, he turned his back to the Ewenk people, and then spread his hands open, and a gray mushroom appeared on his hands.

The shaman showed a look of astonishment in his eyes, then closed his eyes, muttered for a while, and suddenly screamed a few more strangely, and turned around Qiqi a few times before saying, "It's true, God forgives sins, God forgives sins, since this is the case, please eliminate the disaster for the patients."

After saying that, this guy retreated openly and pushed this matter to Qiqi in an instant. The fat man couldn't help but laugh: This guy is cunning and cunning.

Qiqi wanted to cure the little boy lying on the ground, but she didn't have the ability to do so, so she had to turn to the fat man for help.

The Ewenk people heard the shaman's words just now and believed it. When they saw that Qiqi's mana was taller than the shaman wearing three-pointed antlers just now, they could not tell anything from their appearance, just like a normal person.

The fat man grabbed his hair and said to the crowd over there: "Everyone please step back and arrow. The power of the gods casting spells is too great, and I'm afraid that everyone will be hurt by accident."

Since things have developed like this, Fatty can only continue to act, anyway, there is medicine in his wooden box.

After the herdsmen bowed and bowed, they all started to retreat. The fat man pulled Qiqi and the big braid, squatted beside Nig, and reached into the little guy's armpit. It felt a bit hot. It seemed that he had to find a way to cool down first.

The fat man took out a box of Anxiong, broke off the glass hat on it, helped Niglai's head up, pillowed to his own arms, and then squeezed his mouth with his other hand, and the fat man gave him a few Anxiong.

Angongdian has better intramuscular injections and fever reduction, but none of these people can do it, so they can only deal with it like this first. The fat man thought about it, took a kettle, Gudu Gudu poured him half a dose, and also gave him one of the pills prepared by the old medicine.

Then he carried the little boy into the yurt and covered him with a quilt. Seeing his breathing gradually stabilized, the fat man knew that nothing big should be done.

So he walked out and shouted, "Okay, everyone should be busy with their own affairs. The little guy is fine, just have a sleep."

The herdsmen around immediately burst into cheers. Their clan was originally small, so they all valued Xiaoya very much. Niglai's parents and grandfather came over to thank him, bowed to Xiaoqi, and got her to pull Burigod, and ran away as if they ran away.

The family made the family wonder: This god is not ordinary and strange. Could it be possessed by the god "Omiborukan"? Among the gods believed in by Ewenk, Omiborukan is a god who specializes in protecting babies, so naturally some children have tempers.

After more than two hours, Nig came out of the yurt. Although his feet were still a little weak, he had already passed the most dangerous stage. The fat man was also confused. I wonder if it was the effect of the Aphrodisiac, or the water in the wooden box was useful, or the pills of the old medicine?

Anyway, the baby is getting better now, so I don’t have to worry about anything else. The fat man’s usual unscrupulous temperament is fully demonstrated at this moment.

At this moment, Fatty and the others' status in the minds of Ewenki herdsmen was rising. Fatty and the others also enjoyed the highest level of treatment, with all kinds of dairy products, hand-held meat, roast lamb legs and so on.

The fat man sat in the second row of rows, which was one word: Eat. However, the hand-held meat here is different from what he ate at the Mongolian herders' homes a few days ago. With seasonings, it was also quite bad. After tasting the fat man, he felt that it was not as authentic as the authentic Mongolian hand-held meat.

However, the lamb legs were roasted very well, burnt on the outside and tender on the inside. The knife in the fat man's hand flew up and down. In a short while, only a bone stick was left.

After eating almost the same food, the fat man talked about the serious matter and asked Eguna if the herdsmen had domesticated deer herds. Eguna shook his head: "The grassland Ewenk on our side basically no longer relies on hunting for a living. If you want to eat venison, you have to go to Aoluguya, which is our Ewenk hunting village, and there are hundreds of people living there."

When he saw the fat man eating lamb legs, he thought he was not satisfied with eating it and wanted to try venison.

"Where is Aoluguya Hunmin Village?" The fat man scratched his head and continued to ask. He did not argue about Eguna's misunderstanding. Who told him to be so fat? When others saw him, they would think of eating, and the fat man got used to it.

"It's still hundreds of miles away. It's already a forest and the place that our Ewenki people yearn for the most. I can take you there." Eguna also saw that the fat man wanted to go, so he took the initiative to ask.

The fat man was overjoyed: "Okay, let's set out tomorrow. The day we will leave this trip is quite long--" Along the way, now we are finally about to reach our destination, and the joy in the fat man's heart can be imagined.

The rest is eating meat and drinking. The Ewenki people have a great alcohol tolerance, which is no less than the Mongolians. Herders who have grown in the north for a long time have good alcohol tolerance in winter to keep warm.

Especially for the distinguished guests like Fatty and others, everyone respected them from the bottom of their hearts, so there was no reason not to toast. Wang Sanpao and the boss of Che were drinking at first, but later, when they saw that they could not resist, they quickly got into the yurt, leaving only the fat man fighting alone.

Fortunately, the fat man has a lot of alcohol, and once again defends his dignity with his generous drinks and wins the respect of herders. In their minds, the more he can drink, the better man is.

When the fat man was drunk until he was 70% drunk, he suddenly saw a group of herders galloping in the distance. After asking, he realized that in a few days, the traditional "Sepin Festival" of the Ewenk people will be held and is preparing for the festival competition.

Sebin means "joy and peaceful" in Ewenki language. It is held on June 18 every year. In addition to performing dances, there are also many competitive events, such as horse racing, wrestling, strength, stick pulling, tug of war, etc.

The fat man calculated with his fingers that there was still about a week left. If he could come back in time, he would be lucky enough to see the grand occasion of Sebin Festival.

Just as I was thinking about it, someone said, "Brother Fatty, your two horses look good, how about the race?"

"That's the point!" The fat man stood up and agreed happily with great pleasure.

"I'm the only one!" When Qiqi heard that she was going to race horses, she was excited. After all, the little guy was still young and loved to show off, so he also wanted to participate.
Chapter completed!