The Aleutian Islands in October have a clear and open sky, a mighty cold north wind, and undulating seas. At this moment, mid-autumn, perhaps the whole year, is the most suitable time for sailing among the archipelagos.

According to the local Unanga tribe, from the beginning of November, there will be ice floes coming from the north of the island one after another. And in November, maybe it's a cold wave overnight, maybe it's a blizzard, and the entire sea area will be frozen! Since then, it has been a long winter, heavy snowstorms, big storms, big cold waves, long polar nights... All creatures on the island have to hibernate in their lairs. Until the end of April and the beginning of May of the following year, the warm wind and sea current will come from the south, melting the freeze of the port and announcing the belated spring!

However, the arrival of warm spring will bring another obstacle to navigation, that is, the sea fog that permeates the entire island chain. The Unanga people do not know the cause of the sea fog, but according to their experience passed down from generation to generation, such sea fog is the "spirit of the southern wind god" and is related to the warm wind blowing from the south. The sea fog will appear in spring and reach its peak in summer. At its peak, it covers from morning to night, and only dissipates at two hours at noon. And when autumn comes, the south wind turns to the north, and the sea fog will become less and less and shorter. However, with the cold north wind, it will bring the "northern wind **** spirit", that is, raging and cold storms and sea tides! …

"Lord God bless! Therefore, only in the gap between the southern Fengshen and the northern Fengshen, that is, May and October every year, are relatively more suitable days for sailing in this island chain! ... Therefore, we are heading west now. , at the right time! Praise the Lord God! He protects us!  …”

"Praise the Lord God! God bless the fleet!"

The knowledgeable Mickey was on the prow of the long supply ship, looking at the rough sea, the flagship leading the way ahead, and the Kamakayama Port gradually heading east, feeling an inexplicable sense of fear in his heart. However, his face was flushed with cold, but he always maintained the calmness and piety of the leader.

When the sun rose to the sky, Mickey, the wise man, prayed loudly to the Lord God, boosting the morale of the whole long ship. And his wife, Bai Xiong Gaowa, blushed and took the lead in sitting on the oars at the bow. She was paddling a thick and long paddle, and the muscles of her arms bulged vigorously. Every time she stroked, it seemed to push down the undulating waves by half a meter!

"The Lord God guides us! Go forward! Follow the extended island and head towards the western island!..."

On the flagship of the Snow Wolf, the exploration captain Zuvaro showed another passionate look of taking the lead. He himself sat on the oars at the bow of the boat, and while looking at the sea ahead, he rowed the oars vigorously, and shouted excitedly. The sixty oars behind him were filled with strong, hard-working Kingdom warriors and Northland sailors. As for the twenty reserve crew members, they tied their bodies to the deck and lay down to rest panting heavily.

"Bless the Lord God! Rest for a quarter of an hour! Change to the next team!..."

The eighty people on board were divided into four teams of twenty by Zuvaro. Every hour of rowing, each team can only take a break of two quarters of an hour in rotation. On the sea surface of the archipelago in October, the day length is only about five and a half hours, and the time for boating is usually four hours. In fact, in the ancestral islands where the sea conditions are difficult and the waves are choppy, in order to maintain the physical strength of the fleet, the steady speed of the long ship of the kingdom is about 30 miles in an hour, and it can only row about 120 miles in a day.

And when the evening comes, according to the experience of the local Unanga tribe for thousands of years of survival, we must go to the shore and find a shelter from the wind for the first time! Because on such a dangerous ocean, if you can't see the situation in the distance when you row a boat at night, the risk will be unimaginable. If you encounter large reefs along the coast, or a sudden storm, you will definitely end up with shipwreck and death! ....

Under the guidance of Unanga's guide, two long boats rowed westward for three days at a speed of 120 miles per day. 'Adak' island (Adak).

"Atka! Ancestor, mountain giant! Adak! Ancestor, two-headed giant! Two heads, two smoking mountains!  …"

Listening to the guide's description, the knowledgeable Mickey blinked his eyes, looking at Adak Island in the evening in the light of the setting sun. The size of this island is not small, almost connected with Shengaoshan Island. The biggest feature of the island is the two volcanoes separated by hundreds of miles from east to west, which are respectively located on two protrusions on the north side of the island, just like a giant with two heads!

"Well, the two-headed giant 'Adak'...the Lord God witnesses! Then it is called God Twin Peaks Island!..."

"Pfft! Cough cough!..."

Hearing such a name, Zuvaro, who was drinking water, spit out a mouthful instantly, turning into a faint white mist in the cold wind.

"This! Mickey? The name..."

"Huh? Zuwaro, what's the matter with you?"

The knowledgeable Mickey was stunned, looked at the two volcanoes in the east and west, then at Zuvaro who was wiping his face, and asked suspiciously.

"These two peaks are very clear navigation marks! Isn't this name appropriate?"

Exploration Captain Zuwaro stared wide-eyed, looked at the two volcanoes that were symmetrical from east to west and almost equal in height, and then looked at the protruding part where the two volcanoes were located, which happened to surround the embrace of the harbor... He was silent for a while, and murmured muttered in a low voice.

"Lord God! Appropriate, very appropriate! Mickey, you are such a genius for naming! It turns out that the sleeping ancestor giant here is a giantess..."

There are two volcanoes on Shenshuangfeng Island, as well as warm hot springs, and a small tribe of Unanga who rely on hot springs for winter. The largest Unanga tribe, with about a hundred people, camped in the bay under the West Peak, occupying the warmest embrace of the giant. The two longships of the kingdom visited the leader of this tribe, sent copper axes, salt and flint, and recruited two local guides. Then, the fleet only stayed for one day before continuing westward.

After crossing the God Twin Peaks Island ‘Adak’, tens of miles to the west, there are staggered islands extending two hundred miles, ‘Kanaga’ and ‘Tanaga’. In local tribal mythology, these are two twin giants who sank in the icy sea. Their heads turned into volcanoes, their bodies turned into islands, entangled with each other and died together...

"Blessed by the Lord God! There are so many volcanoes on the islands here! Hmm... These two intersecting islands are called 'God's Twin Sisters Island'! ... Hey! Twin sisters, twin peaks, why does it feel a little wrong? That's right! In the mythology of the Unanga people, the influence of matrilineal tradition is a bit too obvious..."

However, the matriarchal influence in Unanga mythology seems to have only just begun. Going west from God Shuangnv Island, one day away, there is a volcanic island that suddenly appeared. The area of ​​this island is very small, and the height of the volcano is about three to four hundred meters. There is only a small tribe of dozens of people on the entire island, and they call this island "Little Maiden", that is, the dead young giantess.

"Well, after passing the Goddess Island, and going west two to three hundred miles, there is another larger volcanic island, the Goddess Island in the tribal legend!..."

"From Goddess Island to the west, the voyage becomes more and more difficult, and there are fewer and fewer islands that can indicate the direction! We found a group of 40 to 50 people from the Goddess Island. A small tribe, and an old guide who has been to the western seas, the crow..."

"Then, we used a full eighty catties of whale meat and a hundred catties of flint to exchange this old guide from the tribe! He is the oldest grandfather in the tribe. He committed suicide this winter. The reason why we gave so much whale meat was because, as the oldest man in the clan, his body was supposed to be a spare ration for the tribe to survive the winter. This custom of suicide and food sharing, It is the tradition of these island tribes, everything is for the continuation of the tribe!…”

The twilight is golden and red, east, west, north, south, is the vast ocean that stretches as far as the eye can see. A small island with a radius of less than ten miles hangs alone in the middle of the sea, revealing low rolling hills and small volcanoes. This small island in the sea, which is difficult to find, is the key anchorage on the westward voyage, and it is also the sheltered island that the old guide Wu Baiya led the fleet to find accurately!

Right now, the longships of the two kingdoms are docked on this small island, waiting alone for the night, waiting for the sun, and waiting for the adventure to set sail tomorrow morning, to the next big island in the ancestral island chain, "Mother Island" more than four hundred miles away!

"Hey, Naga! The sun has risen, shining on the ancestor's daughter, UU Reading www.uukanshu.com is in the east of the east!... Hey, Naga! The sun has risen, shining on the ancestor's eldest daughter, This is where I go...Hey, Naga! The sun is setting, and I saw my ancestor's mother, that is the hometown where I was born...Hey, Naga! The sun is sinking into the sea, and I met the last grandmother, in the west West of the West!"

As the sun went down, the old guide Crow and White Crow sat on a low hill, looking at the red sunset in the west, as if he saw his dead ancestors and himself who should have died. In his cloudy old eyes, the blood red of the sunset was reflected, and the long memories flashed, as well as those ancient and desolate times. In his low and hoarse Unanga language, he sang the songs passed down by his ancestors, and his singing wafted in the cold sea breeze.

At this moment, the exploration captain Zuwaro, the knowledgeable Mickey, and Baixiong Gaowa all listened patiently and listened carefully. Of course, the first two are just for numbers, only Baixiong Gaowa can truly understand. And when she heard the song at the end, she suddenly opened her eyes wide, and exclaimed "ah!"

"Hey, Naga! Behind the grandmother is the tomb of the ancestor giants, the place where the sun sleeps! The sleeping snow, the sleeping mountain, the sleeping land, the sleeping sun, buried the dead giants ...Hey, Naga! Dead giants, there are so many corpses, the coldness is endless, and the vastness is endless!"