novelones Chapter 374: Trance!
Chapter 374: Trance!
Anna was a little surprised by the veteran's reaction. Could he really be a fake?
But the old Taoist quickly recovered his composure: "Okay, let's exchange ideas about shamanism."
Everyone was sitting around the bonfire, and the eight hunters were all sitting on the ground. Because of Anna's arrival, someone moved a wooden pile for each of the two, covered it with wolf skins, and then poured wine for the old man. The diameter of the stainless steel vat heated by the fire is similar to that of barreled instant noodles. One vat contains one kilogram of wine.
When it was Anna's turn, she declined and said, "I never drink alcohol or eat meat. Please forgive me, Master."
The old Taoist didn't take it seriously at all, and raised his glass to signal to the hunters: "There is no distinction between north and south, people are old and young, all living beings are equal, and meeting each other is fate. Let's have a drink first."
When he raised his neck, he was like a whale taking in hundreds of rivers, and the tank was empty.
The eight hunters had just taken a sip. After they finished drinking, they almost spit out the sip again, and several of them choked and coughed.
Anna's eyes were bright, not because the old man could drink, but because of what he said just now.Shamanism is not only about exploring the supernatural reality, but also about discovering one’s own spirituality.She picked up the kettle, filled it up for the old man, and asked slowly:
"Master believes that all living beings are equal, so are humans and deer equal?"
"Of course they are equal." The old man's answer all depends on the first drink. The first drink is the most reliable, it is very close to not drinking.
"Has the mage ever eaten venison?"
The old Taoist thought of the venison, drank it all in one gulp, and sighed: "I had it by chance."
One sentence made Anna really angry. His love was destined to be eaten?
She filled it up again and asked, "Has the mage ever killed anyone?"
"Killed more than 40 people." The old Taoist said, and the eight hunters almost fainted from fright. Whether we can survive until tomorrow morning depends on the great shaman.
Anna asked solemnly: "Then what's the explanation for the equality of mages?"
"You are equal in heart, and you are equal in killing. None of these people came to kill me first, and then were killed by me."
Anna was thoughtful and asked again: "Does the deer also want to kill the mage?"
"How do you know the deer didn't think about it? Whether it can be killed is another matter. Why would it run away if there is no evil in its heart? If it treats me as a friend, I will definitely treat it as a friend." The old Taoist drank it all in one gulp again, weighing three pounds. The appetite came, so I picked a piece of bear meat and started eating it.
Anna pondered for a while and then asked: "Does the Master think that fear is a sin?"
"Yeah, yeah." The old man didn't even say anything, just nodded.
What the veteran doesn’t know is that shamanism is an ancient spiritual practice that regards nature as a source of spirituality and healing.
But his thoughts are very close to shamanism.
For example, fear is a sin that ordinary people cannot understand.
But Anna can easily understand, because fear can distort human nature, damage spirituality, and even make people close to animal nature.For example, some people are good people in the eyes of everyone, but they do all kinds of evil secretly. Such people must have too much fear in their hearts.
So fear is sin.
Anna asked again: "Excuse me, Master, which lineage are you from?"
The old Taoist just finished eating a piece of venison, drank the wine in one gulp and said: "I take nature as my teacher. There is no better teacher than nature."
Anna suddenly felt like she was standing on a high mountain, and her attitude became more and more respectful. She poured the wine first, and then asked: "Excuse me, Master, how did you get into a trance?"
This couldn't go on any longer. The old Taoist didn't know what it meant, but he didn't bother to pretend and asked directly: "What is trance?"
Anna thought that the terms of different sects were different, so she explained:
"Trance is the transformation of consciousness. The trance state is like a bridge, connecting ordinary reality and extraordinary reality. In our Yakut shamanism, this process is called a shamanic journey.
Whether the shaman gains knowledge or power from trance, it is healing.The object of healing is not just people, it can also be the earth or the world.The scope of healing includes all aspects of material, body, psychology and spirituality. "
After hearing this, the old Taoist thought of the great dance master. He shook his head and said, "I don't know how to be in a trance."
"Ah?" Anna was sluggish and unable to concentrate. What kind of shaman are you?
The eight hunters secretly thought that when it was over, the old Taoist would kill someone.He made it very clear, kill everyone who is destined to do so.
However, the old Taoist drank it all in one gulp. After five kilograms of wine, his answers became wild and unconstrained. From the state of a thinker in a trance to an artist, his eyes were like a drunken eye with thousands of puffs of smoke:
"I still need to be in trance? I am a god!
When you feel that you are a human being, you are like this vat, which can only hold one pound of wine, but cannot hold more than one ounce.But when you think you are a god, you are that wine barrel that can hold a hundred pounds.
I'm just talking about your capacity, not that you really have that much wine.However, if you don’t even have this capacity, is it useful to give you more wine?No matter how many postures you learn, it will be in vain, you still have to lie on your stomach.
It doesn’t matter if I don’t understand anything. If I dare to call myself a god, I can tolerate the world, and then I can become a god.If you don’t believe me, let’s take a bet. If you pour all the wine in the barrel for me, I can drink it all. Do you dare to bet?
I haven't tried it, but I believe I can do it, and then it becomes possible for me to do it.But you don’t even dare to drink. You think that drinking and eating meat damages your spirituality. If you are carefully protecting your soul, it means that you think that your soul is fragile. It means that you think that you are a vat. If you don’t drink, you won’t do it. Grow up. "
Anna was dumbfounded.
The eight hunters were all convinced.
Let’s not talk about whether the old man can drink a hundred pounds of wine, but just because he dares to shout at the wine barrel is not an ordinary person.
When the old Taoist saw that she was no longer pouring wine for him, he picked up the kettle, only to find that it was empty. A hunter suddenly woke up and hurriedly moved the wine barrel directly in front of the old Taoist. The kettle was no longer needed, so he squatted there to pour him wine. He can drink him to death.
The old Taoist drinks one bottle after another, calmly, free and happy.
Anna was silent for a long time, and then asked slowly: "Excuse me, Master, since you are a god, why do you still want to be a shaman? Isn't this treating yourself as a human being? You don't think the shaman is a god, do you?"
The old Taoist laughed loudly: "You have rules and regulations in your heart, and nothing can break them, so you are full of contradictions. When you have nothing in your heart, you can do anything and achieve anything."
Anna once again felt the pressure of spirituality. No matter whether the veteran was right or wrong, she was far behind in terms of spirituality.
The old man continued to drink one pound after another. When half of the wine in the barrel was left, he began to sweat on his back. Finally, he reached the peak of drinking. Without thinking, he sang loudly: "Put it on your clothes After sunset, the afterglow gave me an old horse to lead...
Anna's eyes widened in shock!
She was so shocked that her hair almost stood up!
Shamanism believes that music is life, life is music, and shamanic music is a special language for communicating with God.
The sacred drums and waist bells are special tools for shamans to use this language.
The grand and noisy sounds of drums and bells occupy almost all of shamanic music.
Therefore, the melody of shamanic music is not developed, but the drum music is extremely rich, and the drums speak to the gods.
Without drums, it would be impossible to talk to gods; without drums, it would be impossible to seduce gods; it would be impossible to obtain divine enlightenment, and shamans would not be able to complete the communication between humans and gods.
Therefore, when the shaman is in trance, it is not accomplished alone, but bursts out accompanied by drums, bells, songs, and dances.The drums and bells are loud and the rhythm is fast and furious, creating a mysterious and illusive atmosphere and an unearthly situation.
In this atmosphere, there seemed to be an indescribable strong emotion dancing in the shaman's heart, and then taking over the whole body and mind. A turbulent heart wave forced him to rise to the heaven involuntarily...
However, the veteran completed this process just by singing, and he was in a trance!