The shaman came, a woman in her mid-twenties with a beautiful face. She danced crazily in front of the white deer, beating the donkey-skin drum and twirling her waist, while countless long tubular bells hanging around her waist were rattling.
Finally, he was frothing at the mouth, spinning and falling to the ground, and then suddenly jumped up from the ground.
Roaring out her prophecy.
"This man who obtains the white deer will rule all the grasslands from the east to the west."
Yang Fan was stunned. Does this refer to the entire Eurasian prairie? This grassland belt stretches from the Songhua River in the east to Ukraine. Across the entire Eurasian continent.
After the practice was completed, the shaman drank a bowl of distilled high-grade kumiss, and complex and mysterious tattoos appeared on his skin.
Then, while several people were holding Bai Lu down, she stabbed him gently in the neck.
She pressed her thumb on the half-inch tip of the dagger to control the depth of penetration.
As the dagger was pulled out, a stream of deer blood shot out like an arrow and was caught by a golden bowl studded with gems. The deer blood in the small bowl reaches two-thirds of the bowl. The shaman quickly applied medicinal powder to the wound on the deer's neck and then bandaged it.
The golden bowl was handed to the maid, who held it on a tray, walked to Yang Fan, knelt down, held the tray high, and presented the deer blood to Yang Fan.
Yang Fan gently picked up the bowl, and a strong smell of blood rushed straight to his nose.
Based on Yang Fan's experience in drinking decoctions, this kind of food must be eaten with gritted teeth, stamped feet, and suffocating. Don’t be afraid that it will taste unpleasant, so just drink it in small sips. It would be more uncomfortable that way, and you might vomit it out.
Yang Fan picked up the golden bowl and drank the deer's blood in one gulp. Then he threw the heavy golden bowl on the tray.
After drinking a bowl of deer blood with steam and bubbles, Yang Fan felt a powerful steam rising from his lower abdomen, and a fiery stream of heat rose up along the spine and went straight to the top of his head.
It's like sitting in a red-hot charcoal stove. The whole body is hot, and the sweat that was originally produced has been evaporated into white gas.
"The Ronin Begins with Douluo"
It feels like steaming and sauna.
My mouth feels dry and I want to drink a lot of ice water.
Immediately, Yang Fan found with some embarrassment that he was the same as when he got up in the morning.
After Yang Fan subdued the white deer with his own hands, all the Mongolians went crazy. They came like a tide, worshiping Yang Fan in waves.
Yang Fan was helped and placed on a high chair. At this time, his whole body was still sore. I had to let them play around.
Lin Yueru and Xiao Niangpi stood behind Yang Fan, accepting the worship of the prairie warriors together.
After everyone calmed down from the frenzy, Bai Lu was loaded into the prison van and dragged back.
At this time, the sun had set in the west, and the army had to rush back to the camp before dark.
Yang Fan, Xiao Niangpi and Lin Yueru rode together. He felt as if after subduing Bai Lu today, the two of them became more submissive to him. Her big, affectionate eyes seemed to be filled with tears.
At this time, a mournful sound of deer calls came, and many doe deer that had escaped before ran back again, screaming.
They followed the prison car and licked the languid white deer lying in the prison car with their tongues.
Along the way, more and more doe came running over. The prison van was surrounded by more than two hundred doe deer. They screamed and ran after the prison van.
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Looking at Xiao Niangpi and Lin Yueru, their eyes were red.
"Master, please don't kill them, please. Look at how deeply those doe love their husbands."
This scene made Yang Fan feel uncomfortable. It seems that he is a bad person, a villain who destroys the good things in the world.
"After we go back, find a place with abundant water and grass in the north of Duolun City, surround it with barbed wire, and keep these deer inside. Let's build a wildlife park. All rare wild animals can be kept here in the future. "
Yang Fan just finished speaking. Do good deeds and get immediate rewards.
Xiao Niangpi and Lin Yueru happily kissed Yang Fan on his left and right cheeks.
Yang Fan hugged their small waists, enjoying the tenderness at this moment.
The horse under his crotch seemed to be aware of it and slowed down.
Back at the camp, a blazing bonfire was lit, and the officers and soldiers sat on the ground in groups of ten according to their organization. A fat sheep that had just been slaughtered was leaning against the fire. Barrels of liquor were opened. The excitement of the officers and soldiers was not over yet. They were drinking and generally eating barbecue.
Yang Fan sat in front of his golden tent, surrounded by senior officers. Two ladies sat on either side. While eating roast mutton, watch the dance of Mongolian girls.
After the dancing girls went down, a group of strong men as strong as iron towers danced the Eagle Step, swaying their arms from side to side, making a rumble on the ground, jumping in, and started wrestling for fun.
Lin Yueru and Xiao Niangpi drank strong alcohol, their faces turned red, and they started to drift off again. Betting began, and they took the banker, letting the officers place their bets. Just bet on whether the wrestlers win or lose.
Yang Fan saw that they were happy and did not stop them.
Gambling is prohibited in Yang Fan's army, and he will be beaten with a military stick if caught by the military police.
But today the master is happy, and the ladies are gambling in person. The master can't blame him.
There was a sudden burst of joy and everyone started gambling. There are not many opportunities like this, so we can’t waste them.
Yang Fan smiled bitterly. In the way of civil and military affairs, there are exceptions to everything.
Everyone is happy today, so let them relax for a while.
Yang Fan has no interest in gambling. The most annoying thing is the noise of playing mahjong.
I sat in the middle and had someone bring me a matouqin, adjusted the tone, and tried to play it.
After playing it for a while, I feel that there is still a difference between the Morinouqin and the Erhu.
The timbre of the morinouqin is thick, the volume is weak, and it feels desolate to the ears; the timbre of the erhu is soft and lyrical, and is very singing, just like a human voice.
Yang Fan can play the erhu, but the matouqin has only been seen on TV before, but never in real form.
Yang Fan took apart the Morin Qin and observed it carefully.
The matouqin is covered with Paulownia wood, and bracing beams and sound columns are installed in the resonance box. In order to facilitate the coordination and unification of the vibrations of the surface and back panel, it improves the sound quality.
Yang Fan is relatively familiar with Erhu, having studied it with his grandfather when he was a child. I also have several very old erhus at home. Father Yang can also pull.
The transmission system of Erhu in the resonance tube only has a piano rod and a double resonance tube structure. The transmission mode is relatively single, so there are fewer overtone series, which is not conducive to the strong and far transmission of resonance.
Yang Fan discovered that the bow of the Morin Qin was completely outside the strings. Bow hair is elastic. The bow control issues, including the bow's trajectory, angle and strength, are very demanding and can easily cause tension in the right forearm. The erhu's bow hair is sandwiched between two strings, and the bow hair is relatively loose.
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Xiao Niangpi and Lin Yueru saw Yang Fan lowering his head to study the matouqin and came over to take a look. Others saw that Madam no longer took the throne. They all gathered together and went to gamble.
Lin Yueru knows many musical instruments, but Xiao Niangpi can only play the flute. She actually doesn't know the music very well.
"Master, I'm happy today, please play a tune for us." Xiao Niangpi leaned over and said.
"Well, I'm not very good at using this morinouqur. You can give it a try. What music do you want to listen to?"
Xiao Niangpi discussed it with Lin Yueru and said, "I want to hear something with grassland and Mongolian characteristics."
Yang Fan raised his face and looked at the sky, where the moon was bright and the stars were sparse, and a few rows of wild geese were flying towards the south.
A beautiful melody with rich grassland characteristics floated out from Yang Fan's hands.
"Swan geese in the sky
Line up in pairs
The river is long
Autumn grass yellow
The sad sound of the piano on the grassland
Swan geese heading south
Flying over the reeds..."
As Yang Fan sang, the surroundings fell silent. Although Yang Fan sang in Chinese, the music had no borders, was pure and original, and Urad folk songs immediately conquered everyone.
Mongolian warriors came to kneel down one after another and asked the master to teach them this song.
Soon in the camp, accompanied by a blazing bonfire, Mongolian singing resounded throughout the world.
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