Chapter 1897: A Diary Six Hundred Years Ago (4)
June 18, 9th year of Xuanhe, sunny! We finally entered the depths of this continent, this place is completely different from everything we have experienced in Huaxia, the dense jungle here I dare not imagine, with the wood here, it is definitely possible to build a huge fleet a hundred times larger than our treasure ship, but unfortunately, the barbarians here will not use it.
Their perception of everything here is still stuck in the era of slash-and-burn farming.
But the dense jungle has also brought us unbearable pain. In these hot and humid climates, the dense jungle is full of snakes, beasts and diseases, and we have 5,000 people entering the jungle, but now only 4,500 remain. That is, in these two short months, we have already died five hundred people!
Damn the jungle, when the hell are we going to get to the end of it before we can find the place where the immortal master said?!
July 17 of the ninth year of Xuanhe, sunny! We walked for another month, but fortunately, we had no personnel loss, and all of this was thanks to those immortal masters, as well as that Liu immortal. They performed many tricks that I could never have imagined.
The huge python and the roaring beast were all like weak pieces of paper in front of that Liu Immortal, and with just a slight movement, he was able to completely defeat them and even tame them. Even in the hot and humid climate, the most difficult epidemic, as long as Liu Xianren gives us a talisman, we can recover as before.
The son is silent, but what is it that I see is not a god?
In addition, maybe Liu Xianren is really the real Liu Xianren, but after four dynasties, Liu Xianren has long since died. Even I began to wonder if Liu Xianren was like Lord Zheng, their death was just a trick for us ordinary people, even the emperor who was high up seemed to be just like us, just mortals.
On the eighth day of December in the ninth year of Xuanhe, rain! It's Laba Festival in China again, but there is no snow here, I haven't felt what the cold is like for a long time, and even the changes of the four seasons seem to me to be extremely distant.
I'm starting to miss my classmates, who may be sipping laba porridge and sitting under the plum tree, enjoying the snow, chanting poems, and spending their days happily. But I'm lucky to be compared to them, because I've seen so much that they haven't seen and know so much that they can't understand.
On the second day of the second month of the tenth year of Xuanhe, it was sunny! The day has come when the dragon will raise its head, and the immortals tell me that we have finally reached that place!
I take back what I said before, the people of this land do not seem to be able to be called barbarians. They also seem to have had extremely glorious civilizations, and I have seen many great ruins in the places where they live, which are not inferior to the Great Wall. But I don't understand why such a great civilization has not been inherited by the people who live in this land.
In addition, Lord Zheng and those immortal masters left us under the leadership of Liu Xianren, and they seemed to be determining something.
On the fourth day of March in the tenth year of Xuanhe, it was sunny! Liu Xianren is back, and Master Zheng is also back, and they bring back good news and bad news.
The good news is that they've finally found the place they've been looking for after all this journey. The bad news is that we're likely to be here for another half year or more before we can return.
When can I go back, I want to go back to Huaxia, back to the Ming Dynasty with spring, summer, autumn and winter!
In addition, some of the shipwrights could not hold back their hearts and began to have adultery with some local barbarian women, although some of those barbarian women also expressed their affection to me, but I really couldn't accept it.
On the other hand, chili peppers, sweet potatoes and corn taste good, but they are not as easy to swallow as the rice and wheat of the Ming Dynasty.
On the sixth day of the fifth month of the tenth year of Xuanhe, it rained. We arrived at the place that the immortal master said, but we didn't expect that there were so many terrifying ant nests living here, and those seemingly insignificant ants seemed to be even more terrifying than the huge army, and there were no plants and trees in the places where they passed. Under their raids, of our four and a half thousand, only three thousand remained.
This was a failed trip, and the reason why everything happened was very simple, because there was a person who did not listen to Liu Xianren's arrangement and acted rashly. Because of him alone, fifteen hundred people died......
And it is precisely because of Liu Xianren's efforts to turn the tide that we did not cause greater losses, which is a fortunate thing.
In addition, Liu Xianren seems to have changed his mind, and it seems that he wants to transform the relics of those barbarian civilizations, and use those things to complete a utilitarian thing for thousands of generations. I don't understand, if such a thing really exists in the world, then how can there be so many dynastic changes in China, and why so many people died tragically in the war.
I told Liu Xianren my question, and he answered it for me, there is no constant dynasty in the world, and there is no constant rise and fall, but a generation should do what a generation should do, because if you don't do some things, it will make this world worse.
In addition, unexpectedly, I very much agree with Liu Xianren's seemingly very rebellious words. Sages, these ideas are not supposed to be in students, but I don't understand, since there is a sage of learning, why there is a rise and fall?
On the eighth day of December in the tenth year of Xuanhe, it was sunny. It's Laba again, and I've already spent six Laba festivals at sea!
The project has finally come to an end, and according to Liu Xianren, we will be able to return smoothly in about half a month. Long-lost Daming, long-lost family, I'm coming back!
In addition, Liu Xianren has already informed us of everything, and we finally know what we are doing, which is a formation called the Eight Doors Lock Dragon Bureau. It turns out that it is not only us, but also the previous six trips to the West, and there are already people who have completed this matter.
And this time, it will be the last time this formation is completed. Liu Xianren said that this is a thing that can benefit Huaxia for a thousand years, I believe that everything Liu Xianren said, we will complete it, and we will return to Daming!
January 15 of the 11th year of Xuanhe, sunny, there are waves!
Everything is finally done, we are finally going to return, and we are finally going back to the long-lost Daming. According to the calculations of the charts, as long as it does not take more than a year, we will return to Daming. Maybe my family, and my friends, now think I've been buried in the endless ocean!
But in a year's time, I will show them all that I have been through and all that I have witnessed!
The third day of the third month of the eleventh year of Xuanhe. Cloudy, no wind and no waves.
Something happened to us! For some reason, after a great storm, we entered a dark sea, where there was no light, no people, no life, only boundless darkness.
I asked Liu Xianren why this happened, and he told me that maybe everything was days, because we did something that some people didn't want us to do, so we suffered such a calamity.
I don't know what the number of days is, but I just want to get out of this hellish place, I want to go back to Daming!
In addition, after that storm, many of our immortal masters disappeared, and many of them were inexplicably seriously traumatized, even Liu Xianren, he became very weak, and even when he talked to me, I felt that he was a dying old man.
The fifth day of the third month of the eleventh year of Xuanhe!
We entered an ominous land, and our crew was dead and wounded, leaving only a mere five hundred. We buried those who died at sea and laid them to rest under the sea.
In addition, Liu Xianren and Lord Zheng went to the land on the coast, and Liu Xianren said that he wanted to find a glimmer of heaven for us and find a way for us to survive!
The eighth day of the third month of the eleventh year of Xuanhe!
I can't wait for Liu Xianren and Master Zheng to come back!
I can't write anymore, they're back, they're all back!
I'm going to die!
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This is the end of the logbook, and the text on the last page is already blurred, the vague glyphs, as if people are scribbling under great trepidation and fear, Rao is Lin Bai tried his best to distinguish, can only see a rough idea!
After slowly closing the note, Lin Bai only felt his heart fluctuate. He really didn't expect that in the past years, there would be such a magnificent past, and those ancestors had really arrived on this continent.
And what he didn't expect was that the six generations of patriarchs and Zheng He were all here. But where exactly have they gone now, and why have people gone to the empty ship? Did the six generations of patriarchs find a way out for them, or did something happen?
And what is it at the end of the diary that says, 'They're back, they're all back?'
For! For! For! And at this moment, Lin Bai suddenly felt a violent shock under his feet, as if something was constantly hitting the bottom of the boat, and the hull of the ship began to shake!