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Chapter 75 Spontaneous Obo Prayer

The Mongolian people on the Kongqueping Grassland generally have three traditional forms of Obo sacrifice: "blood sacrifice, sprinkling sacrifice, and fire sacrifice." The first is the blood sacrifice, which means slaughtering strong cattle and fat sheep and offering them in front of the Obo. Today, this blood sacrifice method is not widely used.

, this will only be done unless it is a very special and important situation. The second is the sprinkling ceremony, which is the "sprinkling ceremony", that is, fresh milk, butter, milk wine and other things are sprinkled in front of the obao to pray for happiness. Later, white wine was also added.

, snacks and other sacrifices. The third is the fire sacrifice, that is, pile dry branches or dried cow and horse dung in front of the Obo and light it. The worshipers line up and circle the fire three times, chanting their family names while turning around, and then offer offerings, or even throw in the whole sheep.

In the fire. The brighter the fire, the better, because it symbolizes prosperity.

Later, the Aobao sacrifice derived some special etiquette and customs, which of course vary greatly from region to region. Mongolian herdsmen on the Peacock Ping Grassland, if they do not want to offer Buddha statues or it is inconvenient for their families to move due to relocation or other reasons, they will

It is necessary to remove the stones from Aobao on the nearby mountain, place the Buddha statue inside, and then pile the stones as they are.

This time, the Sarentai Gacha herdsmen’s sacrifice to Aobao was a spontaneous act with only one purpose—to pray for the “hero mother” Matoya!

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Before taking action, when planning this Aobao memorial ceremony, Tong Enhe specially summoned several elders and influential young people from Gacha for discussion. Gacha cadres were not included.

Everyone sat around Tong Enhe's house, drinking freshly brewed milk tea and talking about their thoughts.

Tong Enhe said: Praying for Matoya is our own initiative. The Gacha people participate voluntarily and there is no need to force it. This is why I did not go to Secretary Bai Baozhu and Alatancang Gachada. Let’s talk about it.

Which specific form is better?

Shuangxi couldn't wait to say: Of course it is the highest "blood sacrifice"! I will give out a sheep, go to my herding point to catch the best one.

The induction cooker bought for Toya's family has not been delivered yet, so Shuangxi is very willing to contribute to the memorial ceremony for Aobao.

Laiwang agreed: Yes, I will give one too! I am willing to give it to pray for Matoya.

Yushan, who had just returned from the pasture in Ajinai, teased him: Laiwang, are you really willing to give up? Let’s see if your wife won’t take care of you when she goes back.

Lai Wang laughed, and some of the others laughed along with him, some silently.

Tong Enhe said: Don't joke, this is a serious matter!

The person who was laughing just now stopped quickly, feeling embarrassed for his gaffe.

Tong Enhe said again: By the way, I forgot to praise our Yushan just now. I have helped Ajinai take care of Mudian these days. In the first two days, I had to take care of two families. It will be better if we go back to Huhulu. Really

Thanks for your hard work.

Yushan scratched his head unnaturally and said: It's nothing.

Shuangxi once again expressed his stance and said: Uncle Tong, I am really willing to give out a sheep, two are no problem!

Some people expressed their willingness to give sheep. Tong Enhe looked at the other elders and asked: What do you think?

One of the elders said: Everyone’s mood is understandable, but I don’t think this “blood sacrifice” is appropriate. The prayer this time is quite special, so it’s better to avoid seeing blood as much as possible.

Some of the others nodded, while others were noncommittal.

Tong Enhe said: I also agree not to engage in "blood sacrifices". This is how I think about it. This time the Aobao sacrifice must be frugal. Several people said that they can bring out sheep for "blood sacrifices". I think it is better to save the money and sell the sheep.

Donate to Matoya, it will be more affordable.

Shuangxi was eager to express his opinion again: I agree! In addition, this "fire sacrifice" is probably even more inappropriate, right?

Tong Enhe: Yes. Because things are so hot, talking about the fire has changed. We must not use the "fire sacrifice" this time. It is considered a taboo.

"Then we have to use the 'sprinkling ceremony'? This is better. Every family can participate. There is a wine shop and a milk shop, including fried rice, snacks, and candies." An old man put forward his own opinion.

Everyone nodded.

Shuangxi suddenly thought that all this had been planned, and asked: Uncle Tong, do you already have a plan in your mind? Why do you deliberately ask everyone?

Tong Enhe pretended to be angry and glared at Shuangxi and said: Normally everyone says you are a straight kid, but it's true. This matter is everyone's business and must be discussed together. How can I make the decision alone?

Lai Wang and Yu Shan criticized Shuang Xi for talking too much, and Shuang Xi's face turned red.

Tong Enhe: Now that the general direction has been set, let’s discuss the specific details...

This discussion lasted until late at night. As a result, the Aobao Festival to pray for Matoya went smoothly.

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The weather is sunny and the grassland is bright.

The elders walking in the front were holding offerings with solemn expressions. The people walking in the second row were holding blue hadas in their hands. The herdsmen following behind were holding wine, milk and other items devoutly.

When they arrived in front of Aobao, they laid out the sacrifices under the command of Tong Enhe and everyone lined up.

Tong Enhe led the sacrifice and sang the blessing words: The Holy Ancestor is above, bless Taogessumu Sarentai Gacha Matoya on the Peacock Ping Grassland. He sacrificed himself to save others, a heroic feat, admired by thousands of people; it hurts to lose him

My beloved son was seriously injured in the fire, and everyone is crying! Today, all the herdsmen of Sarentai pray sincerely to the Immortal God to bless Matoya for a speedy recovery and return to the grassland...

Tong Enhe sang the traditional "Song of Sacrifice to Aobao" with everyone again——

Visible from a distance to the west

It is the peak that the Holy Ancestor jumped over with his horse.

Thirteen obos arranged neatly

Offerings to Ancestor Hasar



Visible from a distance in the east

It’s a big mountain peak that towers into the clouds

Thirteen obos arranged neatly

It is the sacrifice of Peacock Ping Grassland



Visible from a distance in the south

They are two peaks like optimizing jade pillars

Thirteen obos arranged neatly

It is a symbol of prosperity



Visible from afar in the north

It is the sacred peak where our ancestors once lived.

Thirteen obos arranged neatly

It is a symbol of boundless good fortune



After singing, he began to respectfully offer hada to Aobao.

Tong Enhe led everyone to circle around Aobao clockwise, and from time to time sprinkled the wine and milk in his hands towards Aobao, and threw dairy products, candies, etc. towards Aobao...

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The "White Dragon Horse" returned to the pasture, but lost its "dragon nature" and "horse soul".

On the hillside of Mudian, Bai Ajinamu was lying there blankly. He hadn't shaved his beard for a long time, and his face might not have been washed for a while. From time to time, he picked up a wine bottle and took a few sips.

Aginai is usually silent and keeps everything in his mind. During this time, he even drank to drown his sorrows. After getting drunk, he took the big black dog "Hari" as the object of his confide, and he said more words than usual in a year.

There are many.

"Hari" lay next to his owner, staring at the sheep in the distance.

Ajinai took a sip of wine, touched Hari's head and said: Hari, don't look at it, these sheep will not be ours in a few days.

"Ha Ri" and "woof" sounded twice.

Akinai took another sip of wine and said: What? You can't bear it? It can't be done without selling it. "Hari", tell me, can't it be sold? "Hari", tell me, why is Matoya so stupid? What if?
Chapter completed!
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