The Greatest Astrologist

Tan Muxing put the sturdy man on the ground, making the audience laugh like waves. Even the aboriginal people in the village clapped their hands and praised them, standing beside them booing, calling out for the winners.

After Tan Muxing knocked down his opponent, he hurriedly reached out and got up. He thought that the big man would be unhappy, but the other party took his hand back to borrow force, got up from the ground neatly, and patted his body carelessly.

The next moment, the sturdy man took Tan Muxing's shoulders, he smiled and spoke in a language that he didn't understand, and patted his opponent's arm with admiration from time to time, his attitude was enthusiastic before the game.

Tan Muxing was hugged warmly, and he was suddenly at a loss and panic, not knowing what was going on.

The colleague next to him explained: "He praised you very well."

Tan Mu Xing faced the sincere look in the big man's sincere eyes, he hesitated to speak, and said softly: "It's just a lot of strength, not very powerful, and it's useless..."

"But he said you are a great warrior."

The sturdy man was still chattering all over the world, and his colleague translated the content again and said: "Strong, to protect people, is very powerful."

Talking about Muxing was taken aback.

Chu Qianli had already rushed happily, celebrating Tan Muxing's first victory in the fight, and circled him on the spot.

Hearing the conversation, Pan Yicheng laughed and said: "This is the culture of others. Their win in the fight is an honor, similar to the sportsmanship of the Olympic Games."

Tan Mu Xing said: "I'm still afraid that there will be conflicts if I win."

Chu Qianli: "Why? I think everyone is very happy."

The work station and the villagers started the Bok project, but they were getting closer to each other in an instant. There was still some friction and dissatisfaction between the two sides, but now they have completely dissipated in the fierce competition, and even the old lady watching the game smiled.

After the event, the aborigines became familiar with outsiders, and from time to time they would come to look at them, their eyes showing novelty and sincerity.

Pan Yicheng commented: "Sure enough, it is a traditional entertainment project, just like an ice-breaking game, it's not so tight now."

Batu: "It turns out that we are only one step short of a good relationship with the locals."

The old lady wearing a small hat led people into the house again. She took down the bones in the house and ordered people to light a charcoal fire, officially starting the process of choosing auspicious days. The scarlet flame swallows the animal bones until it cracks, and then the good or bad can be judged.

Chu Qianli thoughtfully, this is the traditional method of divination, just like someone uses tortoise shells for divination, now animal bones are used, but the materials are different.

Pan Yicheng witnessed the old lady's divination, and whispered: "Aren't you the best at these. Will it be good or bad to see later?"

Chu Qianli was surprised: "How do I know this?"

Pan Yicheng was surprised: "Doesn't your master often choose auspicious days?"

"We do all choose auspicious days, but the techniques and methods are different. Maybe the two sets of standards are different. We say it is lucky, but people say it is bad. Who knows?"

She wasn't sure what day the locals would choose to go to the altar. Perhaps there were special local standards, so it was natural that it was not easy to draw conclusions rashly.

Chu Qianli stared closely at the animal bones that gradually revealed patterns in the charcoal fire. She moved her fingers subconsciously, and then took out the phone: "I can't tell if it's good or bad, but I can know something else."

It takes a certain amount of time for the animal bones to crack, and no one knows how good it is, so they can only wait quietly.

The aborigines are quiet and pious, so that the people at the workstation dare not speak loudly and observe the ceremony honestly.

Chu Qianli used the mobile phone drawing software to paint. She showed the strange pattern to Pan Yicheng and said: "It's such a thing. I don't know whether it is good or bad in their culture."

Tan Muxing looked at the sloppy paintings on the screen, like zigzag lines put together, suspicious: "Is this an abstract painting?"

Pan Yicheng stared at the pattern, and tentatively said, "Is this the same as the tortoise shell divination? The tortoise is the elephant, and the number is auspicious. Is it auspicious?"

Chu Qianli: "I don't know that shamanism is exquisite, are you not an expert, Professor Pan?"

"...There are too many branches of shaman culture, not sure which one it will be."

The expert advisory group carried out rigorous academic discussions. Although everyone knew the way of divination, just like Meihua and Ziwei could not rub and talk, they really couldn't tell what kind of system the local people and animal bone divination belonged to.

The three of them hid on one side, and the volume was also very low, which naturally did not attract the attention of the old lady.

The villager next to him turned his head and scanned it. He caught a glimpse of the painting on Chu Qianli's phone, and then suddenly made a noise, suddenly calling the old lady in the front row.

The old lady was taken aback when she heard the words. She was standing in front of the charcoal fire, but now she is slowly walking towards the expert advisory group. The old lady was rickety and not tall, but she was followed by others, who looked quite imposing.

Batu asked strangely: "What's wrong? It was just fine?"

Everyone became friendly after the fight, but the atmosphere now became serious instantly.

Chu Qianli was confused. She was surrounded by people and asked for help: "Wait, isn't this pattern unlucky? Professor, do you have an idea?"

Pan Yicheng: "No, no, no, I'm not sure if it's bad, or if we discuss it in private, it seems a bit disrespectful to others..."

The three of them didn't want to disturb the people around them, and they had deliberately lowered their voices, and they would have been yelled at by the people next to them. They are all a little worried, lest they offend each other.

The old lady saw the pattern on the phone screen and slowly returned to the charcoal fire.

There was a crackling sound at the scene, and the animal bones in the flame were finally completed, cracks appeared under the high temperature, no different from what Chu Qianli had drawn!

The old lady exclaimed when she saw it. She bowed religiously to the charcoal fire, then played the drum next to her, and took out a robe made of countless colored stripes, and presented it to Chu Qianli in a friendly manner.

Chu Qianli looked at the robe with familiar painting style, she guessed what the other party meant, and whispered: "This is..."

Colleague: "She said that she recognized your status as a shaman. You are indeed an omniscient person. Just now I thought we were lying, so I was very unhappy and thought we were bad."

Batu said embarrassedly: "... Did you think it was a lie when you let us in?"

The old lady looked solemn, she looked at Chu Qianli, whispered a bunch of words, and then looked at the other people at the workstation.

"She said you can enter the altar at will, but the rest of you must abide by the rules. Every time you go, you have to bathe and change clothes and choose a day for divination." The colleague added, "According to their rules, this pattern cannot go to the altar today, but you It’s okay to insist on going, but she can’t accompany her."

Chu Qianli didn't expect the old lady to talk so well, and was flattered: "No, no, no, I'd better wait for her to accompany another day, what if I go to the semi-central center and lose it myself..."

"Grandma wouldn't think that all-knowing people wouldn't get lost." Chu Qianli always felt that local people respect shamans inexplicably, but her ability to divination doesn't mean that she has a strong living ability. Obviously, you can't run around in this barren mountain.

Pan Yicheng definitely couldn't let Chu Qianli go to the altar alone. The two sides discussed the question tomorrow. If the time is right, the old lady will bring a group of people there.

Chu Qianli and the others drove by car in the morning and hurried to the village in the afternoon. The day was full. It was already the evening, and it was really not appropriate to stay any longer, and simply waved goodbye to the villagers.

People at the workstation were blocked by the door when they came, but were sent out of the village when they left. The old lady even made a special trip to sway to the door, insisting on watching Chu Qianli leave, which made her quite embarrassed.

Chu Qianli collected the shaman's robe, and politely bowed again and again, persuading embarrassedly: "Grandma, please go back."

She is often not young or old when she is familiar with people, but she will be overwhelmed by gifts from strangers.

Chu Qianli bowed, and the old lady also bowed, and the two began to bow to each other, but they really couldn't understand the language.

Pan Yicheng comforted: "It's okay, let's go first. They have their own particulars. You can't persuade you simply to persuade, otherwise you can say that you are religious."

"Shamanism always has admiration for the heavens and the earth, and nature. They just restrain themselves all the time. They are not in a state of being arbitrary and reckless." Pan Yicheng said, "We sometimes think it is too exaggerated, but this is what people believe in. idea."

Chu Qianli had to leave with the people at the workstation. Looking back from a distance, she always felt that the old lady was still at the entrance of the village and did not return to the village immediately, like an ancient and vicissitudes of life.

Batu: "Today was smoother than I thought. They communicated much better than the previous few times. The last time the work station was constructed, it was almost a fight."

"That's because the pupils have some ability." Pan Yicheng said with emotion, "I didn't hear that we were swindlers who almost closed the coffin. We are really easy to be beaten by joking about other people's beliefs."

This is similar to pointing at a person to call a living Buddha, which will definitely arouse the anger of Buddhists.

Batu smiled dryly and said haha, "I didn't lie either, I did hear that someone regarded her as a shaman."

Tan Muxing curiously asked: "Did you almost start fighting before? But I think they are reasonable."

Pan Yicheng: "This is the two sides of things. They emphasize being kind to people, and they firmly believe that everything is animist and can't hurt the world at will, including mountains, rivers and trees. Isn't it normal to conflict with the construction people?"

Chu Qianli suddenly realized, and concluded: "So we are actually negotiating with local environmentalists."

"If you use the current point of view to analyze, their culture does have a simple environmental awareness and environmental protection spirit."

Inside the workstation, Zhou Qu did not expect the expert advisory group to go so smoothly. He thought it was a simple stepping point today. Who would have expected to make an appointment with the aborigines to go to the altar. He was stunned: "So efficient?"

"Bato, didn't you mean that they didn't want to take people to the altar casually?"

Batu's eyes trembled. He couldn't talk about the shaman, and said vaguely: "It's just a small interpersonal relationship."

Zhou Qu was suspicious.

Pan Yicheng persuaded: "Lao Zhou, don't worry, we firmly grasp the initiative in religious work!"

Chu Qianli echoed: "We not only have friendly sports events with the village, but also have in-depth exchanges of advanced technology and knowledge with the village grandma."

Pan Yicheng nodded: "That's right, that's right, I didn't sit idle and built a solid mass foundation."

Zhou Qu said in surprise: "Then you guys are pretty good? This is so full of work after only a half-day?"

Tan Muxing is not good at speaking at the side at this time. The friendly sports event is entertainment wrestling. Advanced technology and knowledge are external means of divination. It sounds wrong, but it really cannot be faulted.

He always feels that his companions are well versed in the essence of writing work reports and can always sublimate and refine the trivial aspects of daily affairs to reach a state of indescribable wonder.