Chapter 468: Hostage
The knives in the kitchen were stained with blood, but they were left behind. Because this family has only been dead for a day, they just take away valuable things, and there are a lot of pots and pans left. Instead, the food, such as flour, corn flour, etc., is all gone.
Nowadays, the killing is basically for food and water, and if the owner of the house had given a little charity at that time, the outcome might have been different. But who knows, yesterday's events have passed, and no one knows what happened at that time, except for the dead and the person concerned. In the case of poor living conditions, human life is not worth a piece of meat or a mouthful of water.
Before the sun went down, I started to take a bath. There is a large water storage tank, and if you don't have enough hot water, you can boil your own water, so you can finally take a comfortable hot bath.
When everything is done, the evening looks laid-back. A few households here have televisions, the kind of old-fashioned fluorescent screens, and the signal is extremely poor. If you want to see it, the owner doesn't care, although he moves a stool to grab a position, but he must help him climb to the roof and adjust the receiving antenna and a "small pot" similar to satellite reception. Sometimes it's clear at once, sometimes it's adjusted for half an hour, and it's still the same.
Beer, drinks, tequila, and tree sap made by the Indians can pass the time by drinking slowly and playing cards. A few of his teammates were looking at the gold map over and over again.
"It seems to be true, the maps are made of gold, and there is real money. Lyle handed over the map to Wong.
After Juan drank two glasses of tequila, his tongue was not big, and his red eyes shone with greed: "There is countless gold there, and in addition to that, there are many more gems set in gold." ”
This stalk has long been listened to, the treasures of ancient civilizations don't care about their business, but they still have to listen, otherwise there is nothing to listen to.
When the Dutch were beaten and fled back to their hometowns to bring in more reinforcements, outsiders brought smallpox. The poor natives have no ability to resist at all and do not know how to prevent it. Smallpox wiped out 90 percent of the indigenous population.
Several nobles, with all their gold, came here to live in seclusion, hoping to escape the threat of smallpox. But unfortunately, no matter how much they tried to sacrifice people and use all kinds of methods, they still could not stop the spread of smallpox.
Gold and wealth are of no use in the face of natural and man-made disasters. The last nobleman swallowed his breath and buried himself with a large amount of treasure. The rest of the people wanted to leave the place, and before leaving, they carved the map on a gold plate and a piece of paper and stuffed it into a gold box, and took it with them.
The weathered piece of paper that recorded their words and knowledge. Because at that time only the clergy, that is, the shamans, had the right to learn the written word and knowledge, and as the shamans were slaughtered and died of disease, the written word would also be lost. So they wrote their script together with another script so that it would not be lost.
It's a pity that the paper can't stand the time, and only gold is left.
For archaeologists, lost words and treasures, they would rather ask for words. And for the laity, even if the paper is gone, the treasure is there.
And for He Ningyan, words and treasures, no matter what they do, because they are destined to take nothing with them. In fact, people in the world can't take anything with them, and when their lives end, even if they are buried with them, they still can't take anything away.
Juan said with a splash of spit and high spirits: "It is said that in order to seek protection from the gods, they sacrificed all the sick people, and made many healthy people, even a nobleman, a sacrifice. ”
The so-called sacrifice here is extremely bloody, that is, the heart of a living person is taken out, the beating heart is placed on the altar and burned with fire, and then the head of the sacrifice is cut off, and the body is thrown down from the high pyramid, so that the blood stains the steps. Some of the captured warriors would be treated as sacrifices, and their flesh would be made into food for the king and nobles. The rituals are so that the soul of the sacrifice can ascend to heaven and be with the gods, and the gods will be happy.
I really don't know what kind of brain hole I need to have before I think that I can please the gods in this way. Sacrifices are not only for captives and slaves, but also for those who voluntarily become sacrifices, and think that it is an honorable thing to be sacrificed.
"It was the result of a great famine. Famine led to war, and the death caused by the war alleviated the lack of food, which led to the Aztecs waging a series of ritualized wars against the surrounding countries called the 'War of the Crowns', also known as the "War of the Flowers" or "Wars of the Magnificent", in order to get more captives as sacrifices. At its peak, the massacre lasted four days and four nights, killing 84,000 people. Usually, it is as little as 1,000 and as much as 20,000. Charlie sat on the sofa next to him, closed the book and held it up and shook it slightly: "The book says it." There are many more, and they are still very detailed, which is eye-opening. ”
"I'll read it later. Amanda, who doesn't like to read, is also interested.
"But the sacrifice of this treasure is a little different. Juan pretended to lower his voice mysteriously, he really didn't know why these people kept saying this, and his voice was not much softer than before.
"They sacrificed a living man and buried him alive directly with the treasure. The man had smallpox, but he did not die. There was a plague everywhere, but he didn't die, so the people at that time thought that he had received the power of God, and put him in a golden coffin, holding in his hand a gem that could shine at night, and the light of the gem would allow him to find his way to heaven. ”
If it were now, this person would be medicine. In any epidemic disease, as long as there is a person who does not die, he will produce antibodies in his body. A little blood is drawn, antibodies are extracted, and a vaccine can be developed.
It's a pity that people at that time didn't have this kind of technology, so they buried the only "medicine" that could save them alive. Give him a shining gem, it should be a night pearl or something, in a golden coffin, it is really sad to see the condition of being buried alive.
"It is said that the jewel is the size of a child's fist, and that it can shine a man's beard clearly within five steps at night, and is priceless... The name of the sacrifice is interesting ... Juan paused and thought about it: "Call the hostages!"
"Hostage!" almost everyone jumped.
The hostages, finally hearing the word "hostage", rescue the hostages and complete the task. After listening to Juan Dong Lasi for a long time, he finally heard what was valuable and what they really wanted.
But the people who were buried alive 500 years ago have long since either dry bones or dried corpses, and if they are dug up, they should not be called rescue.
He Ningyan suppressed her excitement and tried to say calmly to Juan: "You go and rest first, we have something to discuss." ”
Juan glared: "Are you planning to go?" Don't throw him away, just throw him away, I'm afraid I will kill the news of the blockade. Thinking of this, I shuddered.
Illusion patted Juan on the shoulder: "Don't worry, the treasure is enough for a hundred people, and you are guaranteed to have a share." You just have a good rest, and tomorrow we will tell you how to do it. ”