292. Prisoner of the Throne: The Seizure of Power?(ed....... )
Unarmed, Sun Wen stood opposite the dagger, in trust in Bismarck, and although he was apprehensive, he still followed the established line and said to the native chief in front of him: "You keep your people away!
"Oh, you still have a hound?" said the dagger, and the whole person became excited, he waved his hand at the crowd, and then walked over to the hand of a hunter and pulled out the bamboo spear stuck in the ground, "If you can be appointed as a dagger by the messenger, you must not be the kind of cowardly pale person!
"Yes, you only need to release the hounds to deal with the hare!" Sun Wenzhan said, tremblingly and pulling out the pistol on his waist, "Bang!" he fired a shot into the sky, and then threw the pistol along with the holster to Bismarck under the commotion of the group of natives, "You don't need me to use a weapon yet!"
"It's lightning!", "White God's lightning!", "The new dagger leader will use lightning!"
Listening to the various whispers in his ear, the dagger gripped the spear in his hand tightly, "I am the bravest warrior!" he shook the falcon into the air on both shoulders, and then held the middle of the spear flat and lifted it flat, "How can you be my opponent without the weapon of the white god!
"Roar!" The tiger's roar resounded through the woods, and even the dagger's falcon flew into the sky with the flock of birds, and the movement in the dagger's hand stopped in response, and Sun Wen also turned his head and saw a fat tiger with some familiar eyes slowly walking towards him.
Seeing the strange beast, the crowd retreated in fear, and the tiger just walked slowly towards Sun Wen with a cat's pace, and rubbed Bismarck's thigh like a big cat when it passed Bismarck, and then slowly walked to Sun Wen and sat down.
Seeing that the beast licked the back of Sun Wen's hand like a pet, the dagger put down the spear in his hand, "Could this be your hound?" After he asked, he took a step back in disbelief without waiting for Sun Wen to answer, "What kind of monster is this?"
Sun Wen, who was a little creepy by the tiger's big tongue with barbs, saw that the dagger seemed to be soft, and immediately walked to the fire, took a string of barbecue made of unknown materials, and put it in front of the big tiger, then stood up and pretended to introduce lightly: "This is the tiger! Are you convinced?"
"I ...... Ruynke is no coward! I'm going to keep challenging you!"
"That's enough! Dagger, no! It should be said that it is a crocodile! You have already lost! It should be your honor to take the dagger tribe by someone who is favored by the messenger of the white god and the beast god at the same time!"
The old man on crutches interrupted the middle-aged man's provocation, and then slowly walked in front of Sun Wen and said, "I am a prophet here, since the new dagger has been chosen, then please come with me, right?" After he finished speaking, he knelt down beside Sun Wen and the two ship girls, and continued, "The two messengers are also invited to come over, right?"
Sun Wen saw that the old man stretched out his hand to him, and after thinking for a while, he endured his cleanliness and learned to help the old man up like a dagger before, and then asked the old man, "Where are we going?"
"Every dagger becomes the head of the man who needs to be enlightened by the Prophet. The old man said and glanced at Sun Wen, who was very different from himself, and then continued, "The best hunter does not necessarily make a good leader, the dagger must learn the knowledge of the ancestors to lead the tribe, although you are the one favored by the messenger, but the will of the ancestors is not allowed to be disobeyed by anyone. ”
The three of them followed the old prophet into the stilted building where he had come, and the stilted building was not filled with bones, animal teeth, or containers full of slime, as Sun Wen had imagined, but only a small fire pit in the middle of the round room.
Just as Sun Wen was looking around curiously, the old man put aside Richelieu and Bismarck, who were sitting on the edge of the fire, and slowly walked to Sun Wen's side, he lifted Sun Wen's shoulders and lifted the other party up, "This is the teaching given to you by the ancestors!" As he spoke, he dragged him to a piece of animal skin, regardless of the person in his hand holding his shoulders in pain and only gasping for air, "You have to remember these things well!"
Sun Wen glanced at the animal skin with the pictures in front of him, and then looked around at the animal skins and stone slabs hanging around the room, and then noticed that those things were all hung with different pictures, although those pictures were as simple as children's graffiti, but they obviously walked an extraordinary story.
"We used to dwell in the heavenly kingdom of the earth, sheltered by Kukulkan, where endless wine flowed in the valleys, and uneaten bread on the trees, and wild beasts were driven by the beast gods to jump into the hunters' nets without hunting...... the old prophet spoke slowly, pointing to the pictures.
Most of the myths of the wilderness are the same, but the story of the old man, who lived in that place, was suddenly sent here by the emissaries of Kukulkan for reasons of dislike, along with many of the tribes implicated, who only obeyed the emissary's orders and guarded the altar built in the crater by the first settlers for generations.
Soon the story was nearing its end, and the old man began to lecture on the depictions on the slates that looked even older, "Every head will know these stories, and every head will be angry, but I want you to remember that Kukulkan is merciful." The old man said, pointing to the stone slab that Sun Wen was very familiar with, and continued, "This is the favor that Kukulkan has given us!"
"The secret treasure of Kukulkan. After saying the name of the stone slab with the prophet old man in unison, Sun Wen saw that the old man nodded and sat by the fire pond as if he had no intention of continuing to explain, and then glanced at the stone tablets that were hung on a high place and skipped by the old man intentionally or unintentionally, before sitting next to the old man and asked, "What's the matter with that altar?"
The old man pulled the fire with a stick, watched the sparks explode, and replied flatly, "I don't know." ”
"Don't know?"
"Yes, I don't know!"
"What about the contents of those stone tablets?" Sun Wen said, pointing to the stone tablets that had been deliberately skipped, "What do those paintings mean?"
"Those are also missing. The old man turned his head to Richelieu and Bismarck, and after a while he continued, "You are not actually messengers, are you?" he paused as he spoke, bowed his head and continued softly in a hoarse voice, "but like Cong Yun, he is a member of a foreign god known as the ship's mother?"
Richelieu stood up with a sound and then pressed the umbrella in his hand against the old man's Adam's apple, and at the same time Bismarck quickly stood by Sun Wen's side.
"Is it true?" the old man had an expression on his face as if his hopes had been shattered, and he sighed and tears flowed from his eyes, "Sure enough, it is impossible for us, as the descendants of the Sage, to be forgiven by Kukulkan, right?" If you can give this tribe any hope of survival, even if it's asking for spices that fill this room!"
Sun Wen looked at Bismarck beside him, then at Richelieu and the old man she was carrying with an umbrella, thought for a while, waved at Richelieu, and then said frankly: "I want to see the little girl on the altar." ”
Unexpectedly, the old man looked like he was willing to agree to anything before, but after hearing Sun Wen's words, he resolutely rejected him: "Impossible! The guards of Kukulkan are our last hope, and you will never let you tarnish our hope!"
"Wait!" Sun Wen stepped forward and grabbed Richelieu's hand, who was about to knock out the old man, and quickly explained, "You listen to me first, I don't have any other purpose, I just want to see her, I think I should know her, her name is Xiaoyue!"
"What!" the old man shook his head excitedly when he heard this, he thought that Sun Wen had taken a few steps but his legs were weak and he fell directly to the ground, even so, he still moved to Sun Wen's side and hugged the other party's legs, "Do you know her......? Kukulkan!"
"Wait, don't get excited!"
"Dagger man, do you want to see the guards of Kukulkan?" the old man struggled to get scared, his dark face showing an abnormal flush, "Then come with me quickly!
"Don't be in such a hurry!"
"No, you, you must go and meet the guards of Kukulkan!