Puap left, in a hurry. Because, he got the revelation of fate, an incomparably precious revelation. There is only one sentence in this revelation, and it was obtained with a whole bag of gems.

"...Maya descendant, the blood of the snake god, can undo the curse of the eagle!"

Puapu kept this revelation firmly in mind. His eyes were full of murderous intent, and his hand was pressed on the copper ax with a murderous look, and he was in a hurry to find the Mayan merchant Tikalo. In the entire expedition fleet, only the bald-headed Mayan merchant knew the details of the Mayan city-state, who knew the descendant of the snake **** and where it was!

However, just after Puap left this busy city, not long after he left, Tikalo wandered here. Beside him, Chihuaco, an old militiaman, followed closely, and two oil bottles holding small sculptures.

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

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

"I saw a turtle swimming in the sky. His forehead was bare and he couldn't find his way home...I saw a dog running in the forest. He looked old and didn't know where his home was!... The prologue of fate, they all go to the east, tormented in endless storms!  …”

"Um?"

Hearing the singing of the old witch doctor, Chivaco 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. Chivako looked at the old witch doctor, touched his chin, and didn't speak. Ticaro glanced at the old militiaman, stepped forward with a smile, and asked.

"This old witch doctor, your ballad seems to have something to say... Could you tell me a little bit about it?"

The old witch doctor smiled, touched the mysterious pottery dish in his arms, smiled and shook his head.

"The gods have spirits, and they know the fate of mortals. Use my mouth to sing the ballad of reunion! However, reunion is also an arrangement of fate. Can mortals understand the unpredictable fate? It all depends on themselves, and I have nothing to do with it!"

"Hmm... Gods and things have spirits, and their fate is doomed and unpredictable. What you said is not unreasonable."

Ticaro nodded. His gaze soon fell on the mysterious pottery plate in the arms of the old witch doctor. Just looking at it, the Mayan businessman's eyes suddenly shrank. He tilted his head again, glanced at the old militiaman who had been paying attention to him, and then smiled and said to the old witch doctor.

"This old priest, can you lend me the fetish in your hand, the precious inheritance sacrificial plate?"

"Oh, you know this inheritance sacrificial plate?"

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

"However, the **** said, don't borrow it! He doesn't know you."

The old militiaman watched for a while, looked carefully at the "divine object" pottery plate, and asked suspiciously.

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

"Oh, Captain Qi, this is an extremely ancient divine map, which matches the myth of our corn people, and shows the origin and reality of the world!"

The Mayan merchant Tikalo stretched out his hand, touched Divinity's bald head, and explained with a smile.

"Look, the disk is divided into upper, middle and lower parts. It is the blue of the sky, with the sun, moon, stars, and various gods painted on it. That is the sky where the sun and stars are, and the upper realm where the gods are. The will of the gods circulates in the upper realm, using the sun, moon and astrology to convey their oracles. Believers belonging to different gods will go to the upper realm after dying in a sacred way, which is what the alliance says Kingdom of God."

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

Hearing this, Chivaco was thoughtful. But for such a myth, the simple old militia did not have much reaction.

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

As he spoke, Ticaro stretched out his hand and pointed to the center of the pottery dish. The huge sacred tree, with difficult-to-see details, attracted Chivaco's attention.

"This is the...communicating the Three Realms, the kapok tree?"

"Yes! The kapok tree goes up into the sky and down into the earth. Its spire goes to the gods, its trunk stays in the world, and its roots go straight to the abyss! The souls of the dead in the world will pass through the kapok tree according to the way of death. , to the upper and lower worlds. And above the treetops, there is a sacred bird, which accepts the prayers of this mortal and also accepts the will of the gods..."

Ticaro told with a smile, Chivaco nodded and listened, and the old witch doctor closed his eyes and remained silent. The expressions of the three people are very calm. Because they all have their own opinions in their hearts, and they all have a deep understanding of the world from a certain angle. They will not be changed by others at will.

"Under the **** plate is the lower realm, which is also a terrible abyss. There are nine layers, and there are nine kinds of terrible disasters. There are also two rivers, flowing death and new life. If there is no sacred way of death, there is no connection with the gods. Yin, the souls of mortals will go to the lower realm. After experiencing terrible ordeals, wash away everything and go from death to new life again!..."

Ticaro narrated the terrible underworld, and even the words became faint. He looked at Chivako with a calm expression, and smiled meaningfully.

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

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

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

"Hey! If after death, go to the lower realm to suffer a little bit, then you can live again, that would be great!"

"Well..."

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

"Captain Qi, you are really open-minded like an old turtle!..."

"Tsk tsk! Gods have spirits, unbelievers, don't see them."

On the other side, the old witch doctor shook his head. He hid the pottery dish in his hand in the large feather jacket, never letting the two of them see it again.

"It seems that the encounter of fate ends here!"

"Ah! Come on, old priest."

A hint of disappointment appeared on the face of Mayan merchant Tikalo. He glanced at Chivako with some complaints, and stepped forward to say.

"I believe this pottery plate is an ancient sacred object... I just want to ask you, how is the way forward!"

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

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

"Dear old priest, this is a precious gem in the lake! It is of high quality, even better than all the gems produced by the Tutulxiu city-state of the corn people!"

"Oh? The gem in the lake is even better than the one in Tutulxiu City?"

The old witch doctor smiled, and repeated it again.

Ticaro glanced at the calm Chivaco, determined.

"It's true!"

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

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

"It's true!"

"Ha! I don't want it!"

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

"Fate is not predestined! If it is predestined, even white sand can be exchanged for divine enlightenment. And if it is not predestined, even if it is a green gem, I cannot reveal a word."

Hearing this, Ticaro's pupils shrank. He lost his mind for a few breaths and murmured.

"Even if it's sand? White sand?!..."

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

"Phew! Dear old priest, I can come up with other prices..."

Ticaro settled his mind and took a long breath. He glanced at the old militiaman who was distracted, and said in a deep voice.

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

"Fate didn't reveal it, and I can't do anything about it!"

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

"Foreign merchant, let's go! The answer you have been 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! Ah, with the help of mighty foreign warriors..."

"..."

Ticaro lowered his eyes and was silent for a moment. Afterwards, 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 ends here."

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

Ticaro turned his head, just in time to meet the concerned gaze 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, looking suspiciously at the Mayan merchant who had never left his sight.

"Ha! It was you who strongly invited us to go ashore and go to the market to find the gods. Now, it is you who want to go back early... Ticaro, you cunning guy, what are you planning?"

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

Ticaro smiled wryly, sighed, and pointed to the pottery plate that the old witch doctor hid in his arms.

"We have all seen the gods, but we are destined to miss the gods... What a pity! If this is the case, why not go back to the ship earlier and try to have peace of mind!"

"A fetish?...fate?..."

Chivako pondered for a while~lightnovelpub.net~ but didn't come up with a reason. He looked again at Ticaro's calm expression, then at the closed eyes of the old witch doctor, and finally nodded.

"Alright then, let's go!"

The divine smoke drifted away and flew to the distant upper realm. The fleet left and quickly disappeared at the edge of the market. And this lush world is still entangled with fame and fortune, fighting with grievances and grievances, and there is no peace to be found.

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

The old witch doctor held the pottery plate, looked at Tikalo's disappearing back, and sighed leisurely. Then, he skillfully rolled up the white cloth, holding the black and purple pottery plate, and carrying the bag of gems, he swayed into the crowd, but suddenly disappeared.

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