Infinite Postman/Dreadful Postman

Shamanism is rich.

They are primitive and ancient, even older than Taoism, and they are the earliest totem interpreters.

With the accumulation of generations, wealth is no longer the goal they pursue.

The huge scale of the palace in Changbai Mountain alone cannot be solved by money, it is the result of the hard work of generations of shamans.

When Zhao Ke saw the big shaman in front of him, it was difficult for him to compare with the shaman in his mind.

Dark skin, thick calluses on hands.

People are only middle-aged, but their backs are already a little rough.

If it wasn't for the vigorous breath of life in the other party, which made the natural force in his body constantly agitated, Zhao Ke would probably think that the man in front of him was just a farmer with his face facing the loess and his back facing the sky at the first moment.

The very rough figure gives people a very honest and friendly feeling.

Even chatting and drinking tea are the same.

The tea bowl is wider than Zhao Ke's palm, and the tea inside is a kind of dark brown tea. If you look closely, you will find that there is still a layer of oily flowers floating on the tea.

This is a very characteristic tea in this era, waxed tea.

In the Yuan Dynasty, tea also had great development.

There are "Beiyuan Tea" and "Wuyi Tea" in Jianning, Fujian, "Guzhu Tea" in Huzhou, "Yangxian Tea" in Changzhou, "Rizhu Tea" in Shaoxing, and "Fan Dianshuai Tea" in Ningbo.

Among them, it is divided into three types of crafts: "mingcha", "end tea" and "cured tea".

The most precious tea among the three crafts is waxed tea, which is the tea in front of you.

It is very complicated and difficult to make waxed tea. Select the best young shoots, grind them finely, mix them with balsamic lard, put them into a mold, and print them as pancakes.

So this kind of tea is definitely a heavy taste in reality.

But in this day and age, it is the best drink.

Zhao Ke took a sip, and couldn't help shaking his head in his heart. It was salty and astringent, and there was a special greasy taste in the taste.

It completely overturned Zhao Ke's perception of tea.

"Not used to it??"

Seeing Zhao Ke frowning, the big shaman in front of him asked happily.

"I don't like it, it's too greasy. I prefer to drink some clear tea, or tea."

Zhao Ke speaks very directly. Sometimes, even if the guests don't like to drink tea from the host's house, they will not be as direct as Zhao Ke.

But to be honest, Zhao Ke really couldn't take a second sip of this kind of greasy waxed tea.

In contrast, the jasmine tea that Jasmine made for herself was more suitable for Zhao Ke's taste.

"It's okay. If you don't want to drink, you don't have to drink it. I'm not used to it. When Xiao Min mentioned you, I didn't believe it. It wasn't until I saw you that I felt that Xiao Min didn't tell lies. Instead, she I underestimated you too much!"

The big shaman looked eager and spoke with a heavy accent.

Looking up and down on Zhao Ke's body, those deep eyes did not hide their satisfaction with Zhao Ke.

It's like looking at a work of art.

This eager gaze made Zhao Ke feel a little uncomfortable, and he waved his hand: "Senior, you are too famous."

"Hey hey hey, I'm sure I can't see people wrongly. You've just joined the religion, so you'll be the left protector first. How about you come to be the great shaman when we kick our legs one day?"

Zhao Ke almost choked on his own saliva upon hearing this.

Although this great shaman looked very real, Zhao Ke didn't expect him to be real.

Little did they know that Zhao Min and the other shamans on the side almost popped their eyes when they heard this.

Especially the elderly shamans on the left looked at Zhao Ke with unfriendly eyes, and wondered whether Zhao Ke had given some kind of ecstasy to his great shaman.

The corner of Zhao Ke's mouth twitched, and when he looked back, he saw Qiu Bailing not far behind, and pointed with his hand: "What is her position?"

The great shaman glanced at Qiu Bailing and said with a smile, "Saint left envoy."

"Saint??"

Zhao Ke's eyes lit up, and he couldn't help asking curiously: "Where is the saint of our shamanism? Why don't you introduce me first!"

Zhao Ke was so excited, he couldn't help but think of Ji Wusui.

Although I know this is an impossible thing.

But after all, I still have this fantasy in my heart, what if?

Besides, Wusui is indeed the saint of shamanism. It took generations of shamanism to hollow out the Changbai Mountains for Ji Wusui, arrange a terrifying formation, weave beautiful lies, and attract countless top experts Willing to bury himself in it and become nourishment to support Ji Wusui.

At this time, Zhao Ke's mind became active when he heard the word "Saint Maiden".

Who knows that the big shaman shook his head with a smile on his face and said: "I can't see it, I can't see it, the saint will not be born until at least 100 years later, and she will return to the shaman's arms after traveling for a long time in the vast world." inside."

When speaking about the saint, the great shaman put his hands flat on his chest.

Like all the shamans, they are full of humility, as if they were born with this great mission.

Before the saint is born, everything she needs should be prepared for the saint.

The fanatical belief made Zhao Ke wonder whether these guys were crazy.

What made Zhao Ke even more strange was what did Ji Wusui do to the shamanism to make these shamans so madly prepare everything for her for generations.

Even the big shaman in front of him, as the master of shamanism, possesses great power and has to go to Changbai Mountain to dig the mountain without hesitation.

It's no wonder that this long-inherited religion eventually disappeared into history. Zhao Ke saw that this was entirely Ji Wusui's fault.

But thinking that Ji Wusui was finally buried in the mountains of Changbai Mountain, he had the experience of meeting himself.

For a moment, Zhao Ke didn't know whether he should thank these psychopaths.

"Well, why don't I just be a saint, left... right."

Zhao Ke has no interest in protecting Dharma at all, and such a big title is useless at all. Apart from attracting people's attention and attracting hatred, Zhao Ke really can't think of any use for it.

Don't make a smaller one, just tell me to do it, don't worry.

For Zhao Ke's proposal, the Great Shaman obviously didn't take it seriously.