The latest website: In the dark prison underground, there are holes of light, and it is no longer the darkness that cannot distinguish day from night. The daytime is bright sunlight, and the night is a little moonlight. These rays of light penetrate through the holes, reflecting the light and shadow of the sun and the moon.

"The sun is a sacred disc. The light and shadow it casts on the ground is also a perfect circle... It is also a sacred petal, the most gorgeous flower that grows on the heavenly kapok tree, the sun flower..."

Mayan merchant Tikalo leaned against the corner of the stone prison, staring at the sun spots on the stone slab, talking to himself. He recited the Mayan myths he had memorized since he was a child, and the circle of the sun was reflected in his eyes. In this lonely and even dark dungeon, only such constant talking to himself can keep him awake and not be defeated by despair and fear.

"The sun flower unfolded like a disk, and the Lord of the sun, Ah Kin, woke up from his deep sleep! He is the incarnation created by the ancient **** of the heavenly snake, and he will also leave a shadow on the world... the ancestors of the heavenly snake! They hug With the rays of the sun, it falls from the petal-like disc, and descends from the sky! And the descendants of the gods, who have the blood of the serpent, inherit his divinity... just like my nephew, Diakin..."

"The descendants of the gods in the world inherit the divinity of the heavens. It is an ancient inheritance, and it is the origin of the first descending of the gods! ... Our hands and feet, twenty fingers and toes, correspond to a month guarded by a god... Ten The eight ancient gods created the year, plus five and a quarter of an unnamed god's day, it is a year..."

"As for me, I stayed in the first dark stone prison for half a year and three days more. In the second light stone prison, I stayed for two months of 20 days, but three days less..."

Mayan trader Tikalo murmured, counting the days. It has been 37 days since Priest Papu came last time. I don't know next time...

"Dengdengdong..."

The sound of low footsteps seemed to be coming from above the stone prison. The voice was faint, but obviously hurried. And what was clearer were some chaotic and distant shouts, whose location could not be identified, as if they sounded in the entire water village.

"Um?"

"Dengdengdong..."

The footsteps were getting closer, and the shouting sound suddenly disappeared. Mayan trader Tikalo pricked up his ears and stuck it against the stone wall, like a shrewd old fox. He listened for a while, then quickly sat up straight, rubbed his pale face vigorously, and even straightened his dirty short robe.

"Boom!..."

Before the meal time every morning and evening, the heavy stone door was suddenly pushed open. The light outside the stone prison was projected in, illuminating Tikalo who was sitting cross-legged with a calm smile on his face.

"Dear Priest Papu! Lord God bless you! We meet again!"

Priest Papu outside the door looked serious, silent and did not speak. The sacrificial robe on his body was still stained with blood, and there was a faint white color on his neck, which was the vicissitudes left after the sweat and sea water evaporated. And looking carefully, the face of the priest, who was always confident, seemed to have aged a lot overnight.

"Chuchute. Take someone with you and guard the door!"

"Yes! My lord priest!"

The headman, Chu Chute, was wearing torn leather armor and was holding a red copper ax with a missing blade. The dark red marks on his armor reminded people of the battle on the battlefield. The cruel blood and flames of the war, as well as the thunder that exploded again and again, and the cries of frantic charge, all followed the traces on his body, deeply engraved in Chu Chute's heart. At this moment, the tribal leader who has always been carefree has exhaustion on his face. But when he looked sideways, there seemed to be a forced smile and a trace of anticipation that was hard to hide when he looked at Ticaro.

"Um?!"

The Mayan merchant Tikalo's eyes flashed, and he straightened his spine. He smiled, looked at Priest Papp, and asked aloud.

"Dear Priest Papu...has the sacrifice to the lake recovered? Can I take a bath there as a sacrifice?..."

Hearing this, Priest Pap pursed his lips and stared deeply at Tikalo's face. This time, he didn't have the mind to exchange pleasantries, nor did he have the patience to make detours. After a moment of silence, he took a deep breath, his eyes sharpened, and he spoke bluntly and threateningly.

"Mayas! Just yesterday, the Mexica army captured Jihu City! The priest and elder you know, Tezuzomok, also lit a fire in the Feathered Serpent Temple, and went to the Kingdom of God devoutly !..."

"At this moment, Hei Lang, the leader of the Mexica legion, has sent those red-haired vanguards to kill this water village! It is estimated that by this time tomorrow at the most, those barbarians who shoot arrows will arrive here, and they will also take the burning Death brings! . . . "

"Witness of the gods! Tonight, I will take the sailors and retreat to the water fortress in the Holy City of the Hidden Snake. As for you, Maya who offends the gods! Whether you are dead or alive depends on my thoughts right now." between!…"

"Oh haha!…"

Hearing such threatening words, Mayan merchant Tikalo's eyes suddenly brightened. At this moment, he not only saw the light, but also stretched out his hand and embraced the light, just like the ancestor of the heavenly snake in the myth!

"Dear Priest Papu, I'm just an ordinary Mayan merchant. My humble life and death are nothing compared to your sacred life..."

Mayan merchant Tikalo smiled and stood up. He lowered his head slightly and saluted the Feathered Serpent Priest in front of him. Afterwards, he showed a sincere and respectful smile, like a servant serving the descendants of the gods, and asked respectfully.

"Witness of the Lord God! The sun rises from the west and illuminates the easternmost seashore. The raging tide has already rushed in, and the ancient sacred place is destined to win a new life... Dear Priest, may I have the honor to listen to your heart , to find a new snake ring for you?"

"."

Hearing these words and seeing Ticaro's posture, Priest Pap lowered his eyes, put away his threatening expression, and did not respond for a long time. After a while, he sighed a long sigh, spoke calmly, and called out the Mayan merchant's name for the first time.

"Tikalo, you are very smart. From the first conversation, I knew that you are a smart and cunning fox!"

"The Mexica captured Jihu City, beheaded thousands of warriors, and captured tens of thousands of tribes... At this moment, the Holy City of Hidden Snake, which is less than two hundred miles away from Jihu City, is already crumbling, like a big tree whose roots have been cut off. ...and it seems to me that the Mexica Legion is unstoppable. Its next fall will only be a matter of time..."

"And I have fought for the holy city for so long, defeated the kingdom's fleet several times... I can be regarded as worthy of the seaside chief priest in the holy city of the hidden snake, and worthy of the statue in the ancient city of the feathered snake!..."

Having said that, Priest Pap raised his eyes and stared at Tikalo's expression. His eyes were cold and sharp, like piercing obsidian daggers.

"Bless the gods! Now, I want to find a safe retreat for my warriors and the tribes I follow! ... But this retreat must be a real way of life, not a way of death!"

"To tell you the truth! I have a lot of Prepecha blood on my hands~lightnovelpub.net~ a lot of Totonac blood!...Compared with these bloods, the blood of the Mayans is the least...and Escaping to Maya will also be my last choice..."

"I don't believe in the commander of the Black Wolf of the Mexica! I have seen him destroy the ancient city of the Feathered Serpent and sacrifice hundreds of Feathered Serpent priests... That is a truly cold and ruthless beast! Therefore, I will never surrender to the Black Wolf! And the only one who can make me surrender willingly is His Highness Death God who always values ​​promises and whose reputation is more valuable than my life!"

"Tikalo, to be honest, I don't believe you either! I don't believe you will help me, I don't believe you can convince His Highness Death God... But, I am willing to give you a chance!"

"Witness of the gods! Witness of the ancestors! Right here, right now!..."

Under Ticaro's surprised eyes, Priest Pap pulled out a dark red obsidian dagger from his waist. He put the dagger directly on Tikalo's neck, gritted his teeth fiercely, and let out a fierce growl, like a tapir trying to bite.

"Think of a way, convince me! Otherwise, you will die here!..."

(end of this chapter)