Chapter 250 The Shaman of the Ten Arrow Tribe
Thousands of years of white snow meets the sky, and the vast expanse of smoke and shallow sea are the same.
Enter Guz Prefecture at the southern foot of Yuhai.
The group of people finally understood the meaning of this sentence.
It’s only less than three to five miles away, and it’s like a completely different world.
The yellow sand in the sky disappeared and was replaced by endless swamps and wetlands.
It is completely different from the desolation of the desert.
Although it is the depth of winter, it is still full of vitality.
The willow trees of the Xihe River should tower into the clouds, the mangroves stretch endlessly, and occasionally you can hear the clear calls of water birds.
Compared to Fuxian Lake, Yuhai is more shocking.
It’s hard to imagine how it was formed in the vast desert, and how the lake was preserved?
Walking through the swamps and dense forests, the sound of rushing water is endless. If you hadn't seen it along the way, you would have thought you were in Xiangyin.
Not long after.
A small city appeared in everyone's sight.
Sitting on the mountain and looking at the lake is somewhat similar to the Kunmo City they passed that day.
There are row upon row of low earthen houses nestled among the mountain ridges. Looking from a distance, there are almost a hundred households.
As a nomadic people, the Turks live in livestock herding and live by the water.
The so-called Qionglu felt tent is the place where the Turks live.
Imitate the canopy, made of cow and sheep leather.
However, Po Li and his family were obviously used to living for a long time, so they built houses. Over thousands of years, a village gradually formed.
Looking from a distance now.
High stone walls were built around the village, and people carrying long bows patrolled back and forth.
This scene reminded Chen Yulou of the scene when he passed Beizhai that day.
In order to prevent the barbarians from the cave village in Laoxiong Ridge from being plundered by bandits, every household sent out strong men to patrol day and night.
“Back.”
"Polibo really brought people back."
"Quick, open the door."
The moment the team appeared outside the city.
He was noticed by the guards on the tower.
At the beginning, everyone was still visibly nervous, and the atmosphere was extremely solemn.
After all, a team of hundreds of people suddenly appeared, and there were also unfamiliar faces in the water. In addition, the most courageous hunting team was out hunting, how could we not feel uneasy?
However.
When they saw Po Li carrying the prey on his back, more and more people came out of the team.
The dignity disappeared instantly.
Only bursts of cheers remained.
Several people quickly went downstairs, pulled the door bolt, and strode outside the hunting team.
Take the prey from them.
Looking at the smiles on their faces, you can tell how excited they are.
There are more than a dozen sand wolves, and their skins can be sold for a large sum of money. The wolf bones can be used as medicine, and the wolf teeth are also good things, and there are people who collect them.
As for the remaining wolf meat.
It’s almost enough to store food for half the winter.
Looking at the joy of the tribe, Po Li, who had a stern expression, also showed a touch of relief on his face.
Those young people who go out hunting for the first time.
Everyone held their heads high.
Try to appear calm and reliable.
But the raised corners of his mouth couldn't be suppressed at all.
"Brother Chen, please follow me into the stronghold."
Watching the group of people entering the city first, Po Li turned back, crossed his hands on his chest, and said seriously.
“Please!”
Chen Yulou’s heart moved.
This is the highest etiquette for the Turks to welcome guests.
Only friends recognized by them will be treated like this.
As he traveled along the way, he had already gradually learned some of the Turkic people's habits from chatting.
Although Poli and the others call themselves Uighurs.
But in fact, this lineage living in seclusion by the lake is Orthodox Turkic.
One of the Ten Arrow Tribes back then.
But after countless wars, the Turks split from the east and west to the Ten Arrows Tribe, and then traveled far away and entered the countries of Central Asia. Today, they are the only Turks left in the Western Regions.
In the Yuan Dynasty, in order to conceal their identity, they called themselves Uighurs.
As a result, today, this tribe has almost completely lost its history and completely considers itself the Uighur tribe.
Wait for the group to pass through the gate and enter the city.
The clan members have been alarmed.
They all came out of their houses and stood on the roadside, cheering to greet their warriors.
Although they no longer live on the move, they still retain the customs of the nomadic era.
Anyone who can join the hunting team is an agile person.
He is skilled in bow and horse, can hunt wolves in the mountains, and catch dragons in the lake.
Seeing them returning home with full loads at this moment, they immediately received countless cheers and attention.
The children looked full of admiration, clenching their fists, and their faces flushed with excitement, while the young girls threw colorful ornaments at the men they liked.
Among them, Po Li received the most jewelry. However, he seemed to have been accustomed to this situation for a long time, and his expression was calm without much change.
A few young people don’t have such great determination.
The corners of his mouth almost reached behind his ears.
After receiving the jewelry, put it away carefully.
"I will take you to see the patriarch and the wizard first."
The small actions of a few people were hidden from Poli's eyes. With just a wave of his hand, several young people immediately became excited. , took the jewelry and walked towards the woman he liked.
The Turkic tribes do not have as many rules as the Han people.
Only after the parents have made an appointment with the matchmaker and the three letters and six etiquettes can the stage of marriage be reached.
They just want to like each other.
We can get married tonight.
Po Li also came from a young generation. They are all young and energetic young men. He knows what is in his heart better than anyone else.
Let the group go.
He whispered to Chen Yulou and others.
Wizard?
I keenly captured these two words in Po Li’s words.
Chen Yulou’s eyes couldn’t help but flash.
The religious beliefs of the Turks are extremely complex, including Buddhism, Zoroastrianism, Shamanism, Nestorianism, Zoroastrianism, Manichaeism, and Tianfangism, which are closely related to their year-round migration and home all over the world.
Now he speaks of patriarchs and wizards.
Obviously, their lineage should believe in shamanism.
This actually verifies the origin of their Turkic orthodoxy from the side.
According to the Northern History, the Turks respected ghosts and gods, believed in witchcraft and witchcraft, died in heavy military service, and ended with shameful diseases.
“Okay, let’s follow Brother Po Li’s arrangements.”
Thoughts flashed through my mind.
Chen Yulou nodded and agreed.
Then he turned around and glanced at Huama Guai behind him, "Kaizi, you stay with Hong Gu and Junior Sister Hua Ling, and take the brothers to settle down first."
"Yes, shopkeeper ”
Although Huamaguai also wants to see something.
But since it was the shopkeeper's order, he naturally wouldn't say anything more.
Following Po Li, a group of people strolled through the city. The entire walled city didn't look special from the outside, but after walking through it, Chen Yulou discovered that the city planning was extremely interesting.
Three layers in total.
Clearly layered.
This is actually the embodiment of the concept of the three realms of shamanism.
Heaven, human and underworld.
The outermost underworld is regarded as the residence of the dead. No wonder he noticed when he entered the city earlier that the mud houses seemed to be randomly located, but in fact there was a clear boundary between them and the city wall.
The further you go deeper into the city, the fewer people you can see.
Even if there are, they are often dressed extravagantly and look like nobles.
As for the deepest heaven, an altar with a strange style was built, surrounded by strange-looking stone statues.
Chen Yulou understood immediately.
Those are the gods worshiped by shamanism.
He only brought five people with him on this trip, but even Yang Fang, who has the most out-of-the-box personality, put his mind back when he saw this situation, worried that he would say the wrong thing and violate other people's taboos.
“Please come this way.”
Po Li bowed to the altar with a pious expression.
After that, he led a few people around and finally stopped outside two mud houses on the left and right.
At this moment.
Almost the moment they appeared.
The closed door on the right was suddenly pushed open from the inside.
An old man wearing colorful robes and hanging leather drums and bells around his waist walked out of the house.
Po Li originally wanted to step forward, but when he saw this situation, he stopped in his tracks and suppressed the surprise and astonishment in his heart.
Look at the old man respectfully.
Cross your hands and bow deeply.
"Po Li has seen the wizard..."
However, the old man didn't even look at him. A pair of eyes went straight past him and fell on several people.
To be precise, it’s Chen Yulou.
His eyes are deep and clear in black and white, but if you look closely, you will find that there are far more black than white, which makes people look inexplicably oozing.
"Fire..."
Being stared at by him.
Chen Yulou looked calm, neither avoiding nor retreating, he just looked over calmly.
He noticed an extremely familiar aura on the old man's body.
Longmoye, Sigudana!
That’s right, it’s the demon Ba who communicates with ghosts and gods in Maluzhai.
At this moment, the old man outside the door clearly has a faint aura of ghosts and gods.
But he hasn't spoken yet.
A hoarse voice had already come.
"Fire, you have the breath of the God of Fire, little guy...where did you come from?"
(End of this chapter)