1840Indian rebirth

The horse whistle was called into the tent by Stone Crow, and the noisy sounds of the tribesmen outside continued.

"Who told you about the medical skills you just used to save your wild hair?" Shi Ya asked.

"Uh... either someone told me, or I think this should be feasible." Ma Shao could only say this.

Dr. Heimlich, who invented this first aid method, died a few years before he was reborn and was not even born yet.

"That's the revelation of the Great Spirit." Shiyao immediately made a judgment.

...Okay, if you say yes, then so be it.

The horse whistle didn't refute, and he couldn't refute either.

The concept of the Great Spirit is not as concrete and supreme as gods and Buddhas, but it is ethereal, mysterious, and has a very light personality. Everything can be attributed to it, and all arguments about it can lead to antinomies.

If the personality of the Great Spirit were downplayed, it would probably become a synonym for "nature". Therefore, Ma Shao was not emotionally resistant to this religious concept and would simply acquiesce.

"It seems that you are very suitable for learning shaman knowledge." Shi Ya said, and then looked at Ma Shao with a serious face, his eyes were bright, "Child, do you want to become a shaman?"

Ma Shao was startled and then felt hesitant.

Of course he wants to become a shaman. For Indians, this is an important identity. Having this identity will make it easier to gain people's recognition. But if you want to become a shaman, you need to learn a lot of strange things.

For example, various skills of dancing masters...

"how?"

Mashao finally decided to adopt the identity of a shaman, and immediately said: "I think, I want to learn to be a shaman."

Stone Crow smiled: "From now on, you are my apprentice, and I will teach you all the knowledge a shaman should have."

From then on, in addition to learning combat skills with Broken Axe, Ma Shao also took time to learn shaman culture with Stone Crow every day.

But he had more free time.

In order for him to learn shamanism, Shi Yao asked for a lot of lessons from the physical education teacher Duan Axe. After all, shamanism is a mental study, and Ma Shao can always learn quickly and then he can move around freely.

Mashao didn't waste his free time, he started more general physical exercise.

Although combat training can be considered physical exercise, it is centered on cold weapon combat and does not pay attention to basic physical qualities such as general strength, speed, and endurance.

Broken Ax doesn't understand this either, he only knows how to shoot arrows and throw axes.

In the eyes of Ma Shao, these basic physical qualities are more valuable than the skills of using cold weapons, at least more universal, and are also very useful in the era of hot weapons.

In addition, in the process of learning shamanic culture, he also came up with another idea - writing.

The Apache language has no written language, and all culture is passed down orally, making it difficult for civilization to develop.

However, as a physics teacher, Ma Shao felt that he had no idea what to do about this. He had no knowledge of linguistics, or maybe C language programming could count?

Maybe you can try to bring Chinese over?

"...Twenty-one, twenty-two, twenty-three..." Ma Shao was doing push-ups while thinking about language issues.

At this moment, Stone Crow came in from outside the tent. Seeing his movements, he couldn't help but ask: "What are you doing?"

"This is a dance I...invented." Ma Shao found that dance is a concept that is easily accepted by the tribe.

Shi Ya nodded and did not ask any more questions, but changed the topic: "There is good news. A brother clan is coming to join us."

Ma Shao was startled: "Come to us?"

"That's right." It could be seen that Stone Crow was in a good mood, "Although we lost many female tribesmen a few months ago, the situation of this brother clan is more critical. In a conflict with the Mexicans, their men

Almost all of them died in the battle.”

I see.

Now that winter has begun, life is becoming increasingly difficult. It is difficult for a clan without men to survive the winter and must seek refuge with others. Of course, the old and young men of the Mianxiong clan are very happy with this.

"We have sent a team to pick them up. We will be able to see them in three days." Shi Ya added.

"Little whistle, you'd better get ready. During the clan union ceremony, I will let you whistle for our sisters who are coming from afar... Your whistle is so exquisite, they will definitely like you!"

The sound quality of the horse whistle has spread in the clan, and people often come to him to play a tune, so it is natural that he is indispensable for such grand occasions.

Three days later, on a cold but clear evening, with the eager anticipation of all the men of the Mianxiong clan, the brother clan from the southwest finally arrived at the camp.

Or it should be called the sister clan. Ma Shao took a look from a distance and felt that except for the escort team from the Mianxiong clan, almost all of them were women. There were probably eighty or ninety of them.

The leader of these women is a woman in her twenties. She is beautiful, with a well-proportioned figure, white and tender skin, and a deep ridge on her chest.

The men couldn't help but look at her, but were quickly stared back - although this woman was beautiful, her personality seemed to be difficult to get along with, her eyes were quite aggressive, and she was holding an ax and a wooden shield in her hand.

, riding a tall horse.

"She is so fierce..."

"Who is this woman?" people were talking.

Someone explained: "She should be the Red Girl, the third wife of their chief. After all their men died, she is now leading the tribe."

Most Indian tribes support polygamy, and Chief Sleeping Bear and Stone Crow also have two wives. However, for small tribes, three wives is still a bit too much.

When the team arrived at the camp, the red girl turned over and dismounted, exhaled, then bowed slightly and greeted: "Chief Sleeping Bear."

"Welcome, sisters of the clan." Chief Mianxiong took the lead and came out to greet them, holding a staff and smiling.

After a simple greeting, the old chief waved his hand: "Get ready to make a fire!"

For all civilizations, flames are sacred. This is especially true for Stone Age civilizations. Flames are always indispensable during important events and festivals.

Following the chief's order, several men with flame patterns on their bodies appeared with fire bows.

The fire bow is a tool used to drill wood to make fire. It is shaped like a bow. When making fire, the bow string is wrapped around a wooden stick, and then the wood is drilled through repeated pulling movements.

This method is an improved version of drilling wood to make fire, which reduces the risk of hand injury and is more efficient. From the action point of view, it can also be described as "sawing wood to make fire".

Now these men with fire patterns are the experts in making fire in the clan, and all the flames used in the clan come from their hands.

The fire-making competition between them is often the opening ceremony of important ceremonies.

"start!"

As soon as they finished speaking, several people began to compete with each other in frantically sawing wood. In the blink of an eye, their faces turned red, and the smell of anxiety quickly filled the air.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.

Unfortunately, this process did not last long. After only half a minute or so, a man raised a flame and shouted, announcing the victory of the game.

Two seconds later, another person also finished making fire, but he was dejected - victory can only belong to one person.

The chief took the winner's flame and lit the bonfire in the center of the camp: "Let us start the ceremony. After tonight, our ancestors will be reunited!"