The origin of the shaman has become a legend buried in history.

However, there is an introduction to this thing in the records of Runshanren.

It can be traced back to the first generation of Runshanren.

During that time, I didn’t have the concept of a leader, nor did I say anything about running around.

Everyone is from the same village. After paying harsh taxes and exploitation by landlords, there is nothing left.

In order not to starve to death, everyone formed a group of organizations to go up the mountain to hunt and dig ginseng.

And as time goes by, the chaotic market will eventually lead to order.

There is no doubt that this time comes to the head.

And at that time, the boss is not about merit or contribution.

If you want to take on the role of a leader, you must be the strongest of all runners.

At that time, Changbai Mountain was not a rare situation for wild animals nowadays.

Basically, as long as you go up the mountain, you will inevitably encounter black bears and big insects.

And the shaman is what came into being at this time.

The shaman who originated from the inheritance was finally passed on from generation to generation in the hands of the leader.

For a long time, the shaman was a token of the leader.

Until the war-torn era, the runners, who could be called paradise, also ushered in the doomsday.

Those things that are not human are not concerned about the lives of Chinese people.

In order to obtain ginseng and various medicinal herbs from Changbai Mountain, they almost forced the group of people to go up the mountain every day with their wives and children's lives.

The Shaman Sword also disappeared at this time, and even the inheritance of the Runshanren was almost cut off for a while.

But this has to mention the eighth and ninth generation leaders.

Compared to the ruthless temper of the tenth generation leader, these two are not much better.

In other words, the tenth generation leader perfectly inherited the personalities of these two people.

The eighth generation ignited the arsenal of the beasts at that time alone.

Just say that more than 30 animals in the village disappeared in an instant.

The ninth generation leader even took the young and old people in the village to find a location on Changbai Mountain that is not easy to find and settled down.

After hiding for five years, all men of all sizes were on the front line.

At one point, only half-year-old children and women were left in the village.

Although the tokens inherited by the Paoshanren disappeared, the Paoshanren also passed on the leader from the ninth generation.

In the past five years on the mountain, in order not to be discovered, the entire ethnic group was dispersed everywhere.

Many leaders were born at that time, but as Zhang Bei's father took over the heavy responsibility from the tenth generation leader, those who could basically not be able to hold on to it returned to this lineage.

Zhang Bei recalled the memories of the shaman and thought about when he would take back the thing.

It is something that can be called a token of Runshanren. Since you find it, you will always take it back.

But it can't be taken away by digging it out casually.

As a token, there will naturally be a complete set of rituals to welcome the shaman.

Putting this matter temporarily aside, Zhang Bei's thinking began to dissipate in another direction.

There are not many records of the shaman's ritual, and if you want to reproduce it completely, you must check the information.

But Zhang Bei doesn’t have much information about the inheritance of Paoshanren, but there is a place with detailed records.

But when Zhang Bei thought of that ghost place, he shivered for a moment.

It was a village, or an extremely magical village.

Often three or five people may not even be able to beat an 80-year-old man in that place.

The entire village has basically been prepared for the case, and the police station has to call and ask where to go before going out.

The tenth generation of the leader was afraid that the inheritance would be lost in the hands of the reckless man, so they put all the records there.

This led to Zhang Bei having to go to that village if he wanted to check the information.

The outrageous thing is here. No matter how much money the boss has or not, the visitor is a guest, so you have to have a few questions.

If Zhang Bei was just an ordinary person, it would be fine, but he had also learned some punches and kicks.

Although I won't get beaten up, I will basically have to be green and purple for the next few days.

But I have to say that it is really safe to put materials on them.

Not to mention that the old village chief takes one hand from the sacred sword, the girl's eagle gripping hand at the entrance of the village can directly squeeze the eggs.

Zhang Bei vaguely remembered that two thieves had also entered the village a few years ago.

The police station almost drove the police car toward the village.

I was afraid that people would be gone if they were one step late.

There were fifty-three households in the entire village, and everyone registered. After the two thieves were discovered, they wanted to threaten with a switchblade.

Is it the result...

If the police hadn't arrived in time, the village chief would have sacrificed two dog heads with the Tang Jun Mo knife.

When Zhang Bei thought of going to this ghost place to check information, his scalp felt numb.

The sun gradually sets towards the west, and Zhang Bei and Wang Laoer are at a rapid speed.

And I took the shortcut all the way and walked to the road before the sun set.

Wang Laoer threw the lightning-hitting wood on his shoulder into the pickup truck, and tiptoed toward the driver's seat.

Although Zhang Bei was thinking about the problem, Wang Laoer's dog-angry movements instantly attracted his attention.

I don’t have to think about it. I spent the whole day in the mountain, and now no one wants to drive anymore!

Zhang Bei quickly threw the lightning wood into the pickup truck, and when he watched Wang Laoer open the car door, he pulled him open with one hand.

One hand fumbled out a can of beer directly from the partition.

I opened the lid and poured a big mouth directly into my mouth, at least meeting the standards of drunk driving.

The whole process didn't last more than two seconds.

Wang Laoer took a deep breath as Zhang Bei's extremely skilled movements, and his eyes became resentful.

"Grass!"

"Cool!"

After drinking most of the can of beer, not only did I quench my thirst, but my whole body became clear.

"You can't let me win once?"

"cannot!"

Zhang Bei rolled his eyes and sat on the co-pilot.

Wang Laoer glanced at the beer in Zhang Bei's hand fiercely, and sat silently in the driver's seat and started the car.

He and Zhang Bei fought over the issue of driving countless times.

But every time it ends with his failure.

At the beginning, the two of them just took the position of the co-pilot, and later they saw who would wear their seat belts first.

Even now it has developed to who can drink the wine first.

It is estimated that it will take not long to evolve into a battle for force.

The battlefield is proud, the love is frustrated.---Zhu·Orange·Pie.

Since the fate of driving is inevitable, Wang Laoer will not let Zhang Bei live a better life.

For a young man in his twenties, the easiest and most effective way is to urge him to get married!

The journey back was more than half an hour, and when Wang Laoer slowed down, the time was extended to an hour.
Chapter completed!