The long winds of the coast are warm and humid, and the islands of the Caribbean are lush. On the seashore outside Taino village, a longboat with a novel style was docked, and the warriors of the kingdom with armor and spears stepped off. In the domed hut, the Taino villagers with happy faces walked out carrying food and drinks. In Shengri and Haitianxia, ​​distant tribes meet here, like brothers who have not seen each other for many years, only warm and sincere welcome.

Soon, tins of tobacco were lit, and the air was filled with aroma. With curiosity, young Taino men and women gathered around, looking at the tribes in the lake that came ashore one after another.

With a copper axe and a spear on his back, Puap of the dusty soil stepped off the boat vigilantly. Holding the copper axe at his waist, he first looked at the man in the village.

"Ah! Lord God, why are you so tall? It's strange to wear..."

Taino men are generally tall, but their appearance is simple and gentle. They all have shoulder-length short hair, black stripes like cat whiskers drawn on their sides, and white necklaces of shells, white stones, pearls, and thin bones around their necks. Some men even wore several necklaces, and the necklaces were engraved with some strange patterns, which should be related to the gods. As for their clothes, most of them were bare with a rough upper body, with a short loincloth tied on the lower body, and their broad feet were bare.

"Such a attire seems to lack cotton, so it's not very rich!"

Puap narrowed his eyes, his eyes moved, and fell on the empty hands of the men. Most men's hands have calluses on the knuckles and palms of daggers and gadgets. Only the fishermen who got off the canoe carried long harpoons and had thick cocoon marks on the tiger's mouth. As for the thick thumb that only appears when using bows and arrows for a long time, there are almost no people in the crowd.

"Eh? Witness of the Lord God! Why are these Taino people, one or two, who have never held a spear in their hands, and have never opened a hunting bow? Their faces are also simple and simple, and they have never seen blood and have never killed anyone. Gentle demeanor..."

The clay warrior Puapu observed it carefully for a while and pouted. He finally used his own way to determine that these tall Tainos living on the island really had no threat of battle and no malicious traps. These Taino men are generally 1.78 meters tall, a head taller than him. But at this moment, these people fell into his eyes, like harmless deer in the eyes of gray wolves.

"Ha! No weapons, no murder, such a tall and burly figure!"

Puap shook his head slightly, his eyes moved, and he looked at the women around him. But for a moment, the Ash Warrior's eyes seemed to be attracted by magnets, and his mouth exclaimed in amazement.

"Ah this?...This is too?...Tsk tsk!"

The Taino women of the village save more fabric than men. Only older, married women have a short loincloth that blocks the sight of outsiders. The unmarried girls are all natural, like a deer, waiting for hunters to chase and explore. What's more special is that Taino women will use white tree lacquer to paint bright and abstract patterns on the front and back of the lower abdomen, like a mysterious temptation.

"Hey! The two pointed heads are sloping up and one is straight down, connecting three key points... This symbol?"

Puapu widened his eyes and looked at the most beautiful Taino girl. On the girl's wheat-colored abdomen, there is a mysterious three-pointed symbol, which is like the "ya" shape of a branch. Inexplicably, he felt that such a symbol was very familiar, and he had been looking at it for a long time.

"Cough! Old Pu, don't look! The village chief asked us to talk in his dome hut."

Chiwako turned his head and patted Old Pu on the shoulder hard. Puap shuddered, licked his lips, and followed the old militiaman into the leader's hut with a high dome.

Such a large hut can only accommodate thirty or forty people. Most of the kingdom's warriors stayed outside. Enthusiastic Taino villagers served soft tapioca pancakes and slightly sweet tapioca juice after fermentation. The cold faces of the warriors of the kingdom also gradually showed smiles. The fleet's food was insufficient, and they rowed for a long time, and they were indeed hungry and hungry.

"Hey, it's another ya-shaped symbol? Is this the woodcut of the gods enshrined?"

Puap looked into the leader's thatched hut and saw no decent weapons, only a number of tall woodcuts. On the top two woodcuts, the moon and water, the sun and the mud are engraved. This seems to symbolize the two most important gods, and that the moon is still before the sun. The woodcut that follows is engraved with the shape of a white lacquer, with hills and cassava at the bottom. After that, there are various patterns on the woodcut, including hurricanes, snakes and lizards, dogs and trees, and some abstract people.

There are two low wooden benches around the woodcut of the gods. The elder Taino village chief sat down on the wooden bench above. There is also a ya-shaped symbol on the wooden bench, which is the name of the village chief and the tribe, "Yukamu". The head of Yukagi lit a brazier full of divine smoke with his own hands, looked at Chiwako again, and pointed to the wooden bench beside him. The old militiaman did not refuse, and sat on the wooden bench of the distinguished guests at the invitation of the village chief.

Everyone else sat on the ground, including more than a dozen elderly Taino people. Puapu also sat beside the old people and watched them take out leather drums and wooden flutes, beat and play, and sang ancient songs to welcome guests.

"Boom, boom, boom! ... The sun and the moon have come out of the caves of the holy mountain and have risen high into the sky!

dong dong dong! ...Pure ancestors, also walked out of the cave, scattered islands everywhere!

dong dong dong! ... when we stand on the seashore and see the boats approaching, we know: 'Ah! That's a brother from afar...'"

The old song sounded, accompanied by the low drum beat, intermittently, as if telling an ancient story, and like the origin of the Taino people.

Chiwako's expression suddenly became solemn, and his old waist straightened up. Because he knew that such ballads were not only sung for the guests, but also to inform the gods and ancestors to gain testimony and blessings.

"Boom, boom, boom!...Atabeyra, the goddess of the moon, turned the moon into a sun, shining on the people of the island and on the boaters.

dong dong dong! ...Yúcahu, the white god, who gave birth to the soul from cassava, crossed seas and mountains, and brought us food.

dong dong dong! ... Guabancex, the goddess of the storm, controls the sea and the waves, making people meet and disappear.

dong dong dong! ...the divine patriarch Maquetaurie Guayaba, incarnated as a dog, guarded the dead and determined our afterlife..."

The goddess of the moon, the **** of cassava, the goddess of the storm, the ancestor of the **** of death... These four gods are the most frequently prayed existences in the daily life of the Taino people.

Chiwaco listened intently, very attentive. He could not understand the language in these ballads, but he could feel the peaceful and solemn atmosphere and the full emotions of the singers. In those emotions, there are both reverence and admiration, calm recollection, and beautiful expectations and longings.

"The Tainos are really a kind people... It seems that there are no sacrifices and killings, and there are no such **** rituals..."

The old militiaman recalled the scene inside and outside the leader's hut, and indeed did not see the most common red altar in the Mexica and Mayan tribes. He turned his head and wanted to ask the translator Kuba, but saw that Kuba was already in the song of his ancestors, tears welling up in his eyes.

"Dong dong dong! ... All things have spirits, and people are also spirits. We incarnate all things, and all things incarnate us.

dong dong dong! ... dead souls, go deep underground. They will become bats to inhabit, and then reincarnate from bats to all things.

dong dong dong! ...the ancestors of gods and divinities, from the sky, looking at us, whose lives are short. We are the roots of the tree, and in the earth, the souls are united as one.

dong dong dong! ... the cassava sprouts and the cassava produces tubers. When flowers bloom, they fall, and when they live, they die..."

This is a song passed down by the Taino people for thousands of years, and it also inherits the spirit of the tribe and the cognition of the world and people. The herbal medicine of the islanders is very ignorant, and the lifespan of the Taino people is usually not very long. They live together in villages, have no complex social structure, and are generally pure in mind. They believe in the afterlife and reincarnation, and are open-minded about life and death.

The smoke of the gods lingered in the hut, and the skin drum was beating in people's hearts. When the old singing spread outside the house, it attracted the villagers to sing in harmony, like a prayer that despised life and death, but also like a serenity that is indifferent to the world.

"Dong dong dong... guests from afar! Flowers welcome butterflies, cassava welcomes birds. We welcome you to our village!"

"Let's connect our roots, let our fruits grow, let's share the smoke, let's drink water together...until the moon comes, until the tribe grows!"

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