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Puap was gone, in a hurry. Because he received the divine revelation of fate, the precious divine revelation. This divine revelation has only one sentence, and it was obtained with a whole bag of gems.

"... Mayan gods, the blood of snakes and gods, can solve the curse of the condor!"

Puap kept this revelation firmly in mind. His eyes were full of murderous intent, his hand was on the copper axe, and he was eager to find the Mayan merchant Tikalo. In the entire expedition fleet, only the bald Mayan merchants knew the details of the Mayan city-state, what kind of serpent gods, and where they were!

However, Puap had just left this bustling city, and not long after he left, Tikalo walked slowly and swayed to this place. Beside him, the old militiaman Chiwako followed closely, and two oil bottles holding small sculptures.

The old witch doctor still spread out the white cloth, held the mysterious pottery plate, and sat cross-legged leisurely. It's just that the bag of eye-catching gems is missing, and I don't know where it is. He narrowed his eyes, looked at the bald Mayan businessman, and then looked at Chihuaco in a militia uniform, and the two teenagers behind him.

The old witch doctor was silent. After a while, he cleared his throat and sang leisurely.

"I saw a sea turtle roaming in the sky. He had a bare forehead and couldn't find his way home... I saw a local dog, running in the woods, he looked old and didn't know where his home was!  … O prelude to fate, they all go to the east, to suffer in endless storms!  …”

"Um?"

Hearing the old witch doctor's singing, Chihuako and Tikalo turned their heads at the same time and looked at the mysterious old man in a feather suit and holding a pottery plate. Chiwako looked at the old witch doctor, touched his chin, but did not speak. Tikalo glanced at the old militiaman, then stepped forward with a smile and asked.

"This old witch doctor, your song seems to mean something... Can you tell me a little bit?"

The old witch doctor smiled, touched the mysterious pottery plate in his arms, and shook his head with a smile.

"Gods have spirits, know the fate of mortals, and sing the ballad of meeting through my mouth! However, meeting is also the arrangement of fate. Can mortals understand the unpredictable fate? I have nothing to do with it!"

"Well... the fetish has a spirit, and the fate is doomed and unpredictable. What you said is not unreasonable."

Tikalo nodded. His eyes soon fell on the mysterious pottery plate in the arms of the old witch doctor. Just one glance, the eyes of the Mayan merchant suddenly shrank. He turned his head again, glanced at the old militiaman who had been paying attention to him, and then said to the old witch doctor with a smile.

"This old priest, can you lend me a look at the sacred object in your hand, the precious inheritance sacrificial plate?"

"Oh, do you know this heritage sacrificial plate?"

The old witch doctor raised the corners of his mouth and smiled.

"But, the fetish said, don't borrow it! He doesn't know you."

The old militiaman watched for a moment, carefully looked at the pottery plate of the "fantastic object", and asked in confusion.

"Tikalo, on this pottery plate, there is such a big tree... What does it mean?"

"Oh, Captain Qi, this is an unusually ancient picture of the gods, which is consistent with the myth of our corn people, and shows the origin and reality of the world!"

The Mayan merchant Tikalo stretched out his hand, touched the divine bald head, and explained with a smile.

"Look, this **** plate is divided into three parts: upper, middle and lower. The blue sky is painted with the sun, moon, stars, and various gods. It is the sky where the sun and the stars are located, and the upper realm where the gods are located. The will of the gods circulates in the upper realm, using the sun, moon and stars to convey their oracles. And believers belonging to different gods will go to the upper realm after they die in a holy way, which is what the alliance said. the kingdom of God."

"The myth of the Mayans? In the upper realm, there are sun, moon and stars, and the kingdom of gods and gods..."

Hearing this, Chiwaco was thoughtful. However, for such a myth, the simple old militia did not have much response.

"Cough! In the middle of the divine disk is the middle realm, which is the human world we are in. The human realm is divided into east, west, north and south, four large areas, and twelve small areas. These represent different directions in the world and different tribes. The world is huge and vast. What we know is only a small area... The priests of the human world built pyramid temples, eager to communicate with the gods of the upper realms. However, the real communication between the upper, middle and lower realms is the This, an incomparably tall kapok tree!"

Saying that, Tikalo stretched out his hand and pointed to the center of the pottery plate. The huge divine tree, with its hard-to-see details, attracted Chiwako's attention.

"This is the one that communicates the Three Realms, the Kapok God Tree?"

"Yes! The kapok tree goes up into the sky and down into the soil. His spire reaches to the realm of the gods, his trunk stays in the world, and his roots go straight to the abyss! The souls of the dead in the world will pass through the kapok tree in the way of death. , go to the upper and lower worlds. And above the treetops, there is a sacred bird, accepting the prayers of this mortal, and accepting the will of the gods..."

Tikalo said with a smile, Chiwako nodded to listen, and the old witch doctor closed his eyes. All three looked calm. Because in their hearts, they all have their own opinions, and they all have a deep understanding of the world from a certain perspective. They will not be changed by others at will.

"Below the divine plate is the lower realm, which is also a terrifying abyss. It is divided into nine layers, with nine terrifying disasters, and two rivers flowing with death and new life. If there is no sacred method of death, there is no divine connection. Lead, the souls of mortals will go to the lower realm. After going through terrifying ordeals, wash everything away and go from death to new life again!  …”

Tikaro spoke about the terrifying lower realm, and even the words became faint. He looked at Chiwaco with a calm expression and said with a meaningful smile.

"Captain Qi, all the deep water sources will flow to the lower realm. If we die in a storm in the eastern sea, our souls will sink into the sea with our bodies and suffer miserably in the lower realm!"

"That's it! It turns out that there are so many meanings in one picture, it's really amazing!"

The old militiaman thought for a while and nodded in admiration. It's just that on his face, he didn't hear the fear of the lower realm, only a little faint yearning.

"Hey! If you go to the lower realm and suffer a little after you die, you can live again, that's pretty good!"

"Uh..."

Hearing this, Tikaro's expression froze, and the old witch doctor's expression froze. After a while, Tikalo smiled wryly and shook his head with some admiration.

"Captain Qi, you are truly as open-minded as an old turtle!"

"Tsk tsk! The fetish has a spirit, unbelievers can't see it."

On the other side, the old witch doctor shook his head. He hid the pottery plate in his hand in a large feather suit and never let the two of them see it again.

"Looks like, the meeting of fate will end here!"

"Ah! Don't, this old priest."

A hint of disappointment appeared on the face of the Mayan merchant Tikalo. He glanced at Chiwako with a bit of complaint, and stepped forward and said.

"I believe this pottery plate is an ancient fetish... I was just about to ask you, how is it going!"

"I don't know, I don't know. Fate is already doomed. As long as the time comes, mortals will see it."

The old witch doctor hid the pottery plate and just shook his head. Tikaro was a little anxious, and took out a pebble-sized gem in the lake from his arms and placed it on the old witch doctor's white cloth.

"Respected old priest, this is a precious gem in the lake! The quality is so high that it is better than all the gems produced by the city-state of Tutulsh of the Corn Man!"

"Oh? The gems in the lake are better than the ones built by Tutur?"

The old witch doctor smiled and repeated it again.

Tikalo glanced at the calm Chihuaco, decisively.

"It's true!"

"Just this one, better than all of Tutu's gems?"

The old witch doctor raised his brows, accentuated the word "all", and asked again.

"It's true!"

"Ha! I don't want it!"

The old witch doctor laughed and waved his hand freely. He took out the pottery plate in his arms, shook it, attracted the eyes of the old militiaman, and said leisurely.

"Fate is not destined! If it is destined, even white sand can be exchanged for divine enlightenment. If it is not destined, even green gems, I can't reveal a word."

Hearing this, Tikalo's pupils shrank. He lost his breath and murmured.

"Even sand? White sand?!..."

"Yes! Even white sand can be exchanged for divine enlightenment!"

"Phew! Dear old priest, I can pay other prices..."

Ticarlo calmed down and took a long breath. He glanced at the old militiaman whose attention was diverted, and said in a deep voice.

"Whether it's gold, silver, bronze, or obsidian...anything!"

"Fate didn't reveal it, and there's nothing I can do about it!"

The old witch doctor shook his head and replied with a smile.

"Foreign businessman, let's go! The answer you are pursuing will soon appear in front of you. But this is your own destiny, and you have to control it yourself. Destiny is always difficult, and it is difficult to change easily! Even if Ah, with the help of powerful foreign warriors..."

"..."

Ticarlo lowered his eyes and was silent for a moment. Then, he lowered his head, sincerely, and bowed to the old witch doctor in front of him.

"Thank you, esteemed sage!"

"Let's go, let's go! Foreign merchants, our meeting is over."

The old witch doctor smiled and waved his hand. Afterwards, he put away the mysterious pottery plate, closed his eyes, and never said a word again.

Tikalo turned his head, just in time to meet the concerned eyes of the old militiaman. He suddenly relaxed, smiled gently, and spoke leisurely.

"Captain Qi, let's go back to the ship!"

"Ah? Here, let's go?"

The old militiaman opened his eyes wide and looked suspiciously at the Mayan merchant who never left his sight.

"Ha! It's you who strongly invited us to go ashore and go to the market to look for fetish objects. Now, it's you who want to go back early... Tikalo, what the heck are you scheming?"

"Hey! Captain Qi, what else can I do?"

Tikaro gave a wry smile, sighed, and pointed to the pottery plate that the old witch doctor hid in his arms.

"We've all seen the fetish, but it's destined. UU reading www.uukanshu.com has no relationship with the fetish... It's a pity! Since that's the case, it's better to return to the ship earlier and have a peaceful mind!"

"Fantastic?...Fate?..."

Chiwako pondered for a while, but couldn't come up with a reason. He looked at Ticarlo's calm expression again, looked at the closed eyes of the old witch doctor, and finally nodded.

"Alright then, let's go!"

The smoke of the gods drifted away and flew to the distant upper realm. The entire fleet left, and soon disappeared on the edge of the market. And this luxuriant world is still entangled in fame and fortune, with grievances and grievances, and no peace can be found at all.

"Hey! The world is miserable, who can completely let go of the past?"

Holding the pottery plate, the old witch doctor sighed leisurely as he watched Tikaro's disappearing back. Then, he skillfully rolled up the white cloth, held the black and purple pottery plate, and carried the bag of gems, swaying into the crowd, but suddenly disappeared.

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