Wang Jingzhe sighed helplessly. When he turned around, he suddenly saw two children jumping around with a branch chasing the butterfly, playing so much fun.

Seeing the butterfly, Wang Jingzhe remembered the frightened rabbit they saw when they first came in. Then he suddenly turned his head and looked around, looking at the miasma above the valley, his heart began to beat sharply.

No matter where it is, there is always a biological chain, and there is no doubt that it is said.

The canyon is surrounded by miasma. While people cannot get in and out, the same is true for animals. So the question is, how do rabbits and butterflies reproduce? There is such a large place under the valley. Although he has not visited it, the area is estimated to be limited. It is hard to say about the human problem. How do these animals exist? If the birthplace of this shaman is really blocked by miasma for hundreds or thousands of years, according to common sense, the creatures here may have become extinct.

The suspicious Wang Jingzhe didn't understand it, so he simply plunged into the forest. Not long after, he found another robe, two squirrels, and a snake hanging on the branches. There were still many animals and plants in the valley, which seemed quite prosperous. The more he did, the less he could understand it.

"It's really evil..." Wang Jingzhe walked back speechlessly. When he came back, everyone in the valley had already come out.

Burigude was standing at the place where they opened a bonfire party yesterday. It was dark last night. No one of them noticed that there was a platform between this bookstore and thatched house where the bonfire was burned at night, which was probably similar to the structure of the Temple of Heaven. However, the area was reduced by several times. There was a towering stone tablet in the middle of the altar. Yesterday he noticed that the pile of firewood was piled on it and burned.

When Wang Jingzhe came, Burigude did not notice it. He was very stunning. Wang Jingzhe also looked down at the Temple of Heaven. There were nine steps below, with bluestone texture and many patterns and patterns engraved on it. The patterns were very ancient. Wang Jingzhe glanced it roughly but couldn't understand it.

This has to be said about the history of shamanism. The origin of shamanism was in the prehistoric era of fishing and hunting. That period was the era of mythology and ancient sects. Because human society was not yet formed at that time, for Chinese civilization, the so-called fishing and hunting era should be the Fuxi era. Of course, everything is inference and there is no particularly rigorous statement. After all, it has been too long and no one can come up with any evidence. All the guesses are concluded from archaeological conjectures.

Speaking of this, it is nothing more than to clarify one point of view, that is, the origin of shamanism has been too long, too long.

After Wang Jingzhe came for a while, Burigude realized that someone was coming. He looked back at him, then looked at the stone tablet and said, "This is the altar of the shamans, a place to worship gods. Look at the patterns on it, there are weather, prophecies, dream interpretations, astrology. This is what shamans are best at, and the ones below, mountains, fire, sun, moon and stars are the ones that shamans admire the most. Have you seen here..."

Wang Jingzhe looked along his fingers and found a man wearing animal skin holding a staff in his hand and a mask on his face. Behind him were several illusory figures.

Wang Jingzhe asked, "What is this?"

"The shaman's teachings believe that people have multiple souls"

"several?"

"Three"

Wang Jingzhe was stunned immediately. This is actually the same as the Middle Earth Taoist School’s perception. Aren’t the three souls the three souls of the three souls and seven souls?

Burigude said: "We believe that there should be three souls of human beings, the soul of life. If a person dies, it will leave his soul of life. The soul of thought will not disappear when it is far away from the body. The shaman's wizard will send it into the underworld. Another is the soul of reincarnation, which will be reincarnated according to the character and virtue of life."

Wang Jingzhe said: "The great way in the world is different, the principles are the same, and the same is true for Taoism."

"Well, that's it," Bu Yue Gu De nodded.

Wang Jingzhe thought about it and asked, "Did that witch tell us why we should stay? We came last night, met and ate food, so we wouldn't sit down and drink tea again? Otherwise, let's say goodbye and leave?"

"Are you interested in this place?" Burigude asked in surprise.

Wang Jingzhe spread his hands and said speechlessly: "Brother, this is your sacred land of shamans. I believe in it. Are you interested in it? Isn't that bullying the master and destroying the ancestors? Another thing, if you want to stay here, you can stay for further study by yourself. We will leave first, but before leaving, you have to mention to your great prophet and give me one of the danqing buds. No, it's better to have two or three plants. I don't think she's a treasure, so it's not a big problem for me."

The lonely frowned and said slightly serious: "If possible, I hope you can stay too, at least stay for a few more days."

"For Mao?" Wang Jingzhe asked.

Burigude explained seriously: "Listen to the teachings of the shaman prophet, maybe you will get something unexpected from her mouth. As the only language master of shamanism, what she knows is far beyond our imagination..."

"There is something you may not know much about"

"Um?"

Wang Jingzhe said: "Prophecy is like fortune telling. As a professional, I can tell you very responsibly that fortune telling is not vain, and predictions are not vain, because it focuses on causal relationship. The more accurate and cumbersome the prophecy, the greater the cause and effect. Take fortune tellers as an example. Why are there so many blind people with sores in their mouths and tongues, and disabled people? This reveals too many secrets and commits five disadvantages and three shortcomings. So I am very sure that if your prophetic master wants to predict, the price will probably not be small. What do you think she will waste for an indifferent person like me? I think it's so bad."

Originally, Wang Jingzhe did intend to consult, but after he found that the place was too mysterious and incredible, his thoughts were cut off.

The more complicated the place, the more Mingtang there are.

Burigude also knew about this, and he frowned a little when he heard it, and he didn't persuade him too much.

At this time, the two of them suddenly felt that there was a gaze behind them, and they turned around and saw the witch standing at the door of the wooden house.

Burigu De saluted, and Wang Jingzhe nodded.

Just as the two were about to pass, the witch reached out and nodded at Wang Jingzhe. He was stunned for a moment, and the other party nodded.
Chapter completed!