Three hundred and sixty-five. Chip's meaning
There are some things that can be told to others, but some secrets can only be borne by Ai Xiaohai alone.
In fact, many times such secrets are great torture for him.
He knew that something terrible would happen soon, and that he was the only one who could stop it, and that he would even pay with his life for it.
He didn't think too much about it, and since things were inevitable for him, he had to face them bravely.
The time for the birth of the black dragon is getting closer and closer, and Ai Xiaohai can only complete what may be the last treasure hunting adventure in his life:
Find the golden treasures of the Inca Empire!
As he disembarked at Santiago International Airport in Chile, he knew he was finally about to embark on an incomparably important adventure.
In Chile it was Vincent who was stationed in charge. In this mission, the three giants of the assault vehicle company, Ai Xiaohai, Vincent and Lukes, were all dispatched.
The value of the Inca Empire's gold treasures was so great that it could no longer be easily calculated in numbers, which also attracted the absolute attention of the company's top management.
Vincent was mainly in charge of the Chilean side, and Ai Xiaohai and his mercenaries were to complete the assembly in Santiago, and from Santiago they secretly entered Peru. In Bolivia, Ruques was in charge of all the weapons and equipment used in the expedition, and completed the rendezvous with Ai Xiaohai and Vincent at Tacna.
At the local hotel in San Diego, Ai Xiaohai met his mercenary friends again:
Night, Bomb, Cook, Hammer, Minotaur, and the beautiful and sexy Moon. And, of course, there are new guys to the team. In Binidi out of the vigorous armored mercenary Behemoths, pilots Bottles and Birdmen.
The moon is always so bold, as soon as she saw the raptor Ai Xiaohai, she gave him a long kiss, which of course caused a whistling on the side.
It was not easy to get rid of the passionate moon, and Ai Xiaohai said: "Partners, do you know anything? ”
"Everyone can get a share of $500,000 for completing a mission at a time, and even if the mission fails, there will be a reward of $50,000 for the mission, and we can't do it if we don't come." Dark Night smiled and said, "I think." If you can successfully complete this mission. I can retire, after all, I'm thirty-six years old. ”
The mercenary profession has high rewards and high risks, and most people will inevitably regress physically and mentally when they are about forty years old. Therefore, everyone wants to earn enough pension money before the age of 40.
"I was also ready to retire from this mission last night." Moon, who is only in his twenties, actually said: "I have to go to the country of the dragon to accompany him." Look at the women around him who can keep him from calling me for so long. ”
There was another burst of whistles and laughter.
"Alright. All right. Vincent quieted everyone down: "Tomorrow we will leave for Tacna." I heard that there was an anti-government~ guerrilla force there, everyone cheered up, I don't want you excellent mercenaries to die before they reach their destination. ”
"Hey. And what about our weapons? "The bomb asked the question that was most important to him.
"You'll get it when you get to Tacna." Vincent whispered to Ai Xiaohai, "Come out with me." ”
Coming outside, Vincent's words made Ai Xiaohai a little surprised: "We found a person who recognized those Inca Empire Chip-knots. ”
"Anyone else who recognizes Chip now?" Ai Xiaohai was surprised.
You must know that the Inca Empire was a country without writing, and all their way of remembering was to use knots, which are called Chip. And since the fall of the Inca Empire to Spain, as the years passed, no one recognized Chip anymore.
But now Vincent has found such a person? What does this mean? This means that the secrets about Chip in Sandos's diary can be solved, which means that the secrets of the golden treasures of the Inca Empire may also be solved.
Vincent told him that it was a very fortuitous chance that they had found it.
Although the Inca Empire has died, there are still some people who are ready to re-excavate everything related to the Inca civilization, so the "Inca Civilization Revival Committee" was established. But what is the most lacking thing for an organization to run smoothly?
Fund! There is no doubt that it is money.
Money doesn't fall out of thin air, they have to get sponsorship, and they soon find Vincent, who is a big name in the international collecting world.
Vincent didn't have much interest in Inca civilization, he wasn't a philanthropist, he was just a rich collector. He needed to see the most authentic artifacts, not a few people spitting on him to describe how splendid an ancient civilization was.
So, he politely left the documents that the people had brought, saying that he would think about it, and then when the people left hopefully, he put the documents in the box, which contained a large number of documents and materials that had been requested from the sponsors, and then instructed his secretary not to show up in his office again.
And when Ai Xiaohai said that the gold treasures of the Inca Empire were likely to be real, Vincent immediately re-found these documents and studied them carefully......
"I found something very interesting." Vincent's voice was low: "There is a family named Chappell who has always preserved the way of life of the ancient Inca civilization. Their ancestors became slaves of the Spaniards, and after more than a hundred years of hard work, they finally became free people. And over the years, they have surprisingly retained all the old way of life. This is true in the civilized way of life and in any other way. After gaining their freedom, they wandered from Spain to Chile, where they settled in a deserted valley. Except for going out to buy essential daily necessities, they do not have any contact with people from the outside world......
Of course, as the times progressed, their descendants gradually became dissatisfied with this isolated life and began to go out to find work. Living a life more suited to this era, it was through their descendants that the members of that council discovered the existence of this family. And on that document, I saw the family in the valley that still kept the knotted way of keeping Chip's account alive......"
Ai Xiaohai's eyes lit up: "Do you know where they live?" ”
"Of course I do." Vincent nodded and said, "And the car is ready." We had to move quickly, and as far as I could tell, there was only one old man left in that valley in the primitive way, and he was in his seventies, so sick that he refused to go to the hospital. I am only willing to use the local methods that have been handed down from my ancestors. So if we go late. Maybe I won't see him. ”
"There's a question, since this old man is so stubborn, will he communicate with us?" Ai Xiaohai suddenly asked.
Vincent smiled: "There are many ways to get him to speak, such as assuming that he has a favorite child. And the child owes a lot of money. But I have the ability to pay this debt for him. Do you think the old man will not grant my request? ”
Ai Xiaohai also smiled.
Vincent's greatest skill is to be able to find the most effective way to solve problems......
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The last old man of the Chappelle family who remained in the valley was the only one of the Chappell who still held on to their traditions.
He was in very poor health and refused to undergo modern diagnostic treatment, thankfully. Vincent sent him a doctor almost forcefully, which made him look good.
During the years when his ancestors were Spanish slaves, they mastered the Spanish language. As the third largest language in the world, Vincent is fluent in Spanish.
Vincent drove away the rest of the room, leaving only himself, Ai Xiaohai, and old Chappell, and then nodded to Ai Xiaohai, signaling that he could start.
God knows when the old man will take his last breath, so Ai Xiaohai did not delay and handed the "Chip" copied from Sandos's diary to old Chappell.
Old Chappell changed as soon as he saw the knots, and kept muttering something there.
Ai Xiaohai didn't understand a word, and Vincent helped translate: "He said that there are several stories in this, all of which are related to gods, and he is still saying that this is the Chip that can only be used by the royal family, where did you see it from the society?" ”
"You don't care how I got it." Ai Xiaohai muttered, "Let him tell us the meaning of these knots." ”
Old Chappell didn't want to tell them that this was blasphemous to him, and it would make the gods unhappy. But his favorite child had a handle in the hands of these outsiders, and he still reluctantly pointed to those "Chip" and said the meaning one by one.
The first "Chip" tells the story of a young hunter......
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In ancient times, there lived a young warrior named Figil in the vicinity of Mount Hud. His talisman is a strong moose. The young man learned many skills from the moose and soon became the most skilled hunter in his tribe. He was well aware of the customs of all kinds of animals and birds, and whenever he went to hunt in the places he chose, he always returned with a full load.
Every time he hunted, his talisman moose god always reminded the young man: "Those who are content are always happy!" Don't catch more game than you need at any time. Only when you really need it, can you move the heart of hunting. You have to always remember. ”
The cunning big crow, an old man of the tribe, came up with a bad idea to instigate the young hunter to disobey the living words of the moose god. The cunning crow let out a rumor that he had become a wizard, and the great god gave him a dream and told him that this year's winter would be long, cold, and snowy several feet deep.
"Hunt as many wild beasts as you can," said the cunning raven to the hunters, "and we shall store up dry food for the winter." ”
The hunters listened to him and chased the beasts around, hunting as many as they could, preparing for the winter. In the beginning, Figil did not go hunting with other hunters, and always obeyed the advice of the moose god to eat as much as he wanted. But the cunning crow always pestered him in vain: "The great god gave me a dream, saying that this winter will be very difficult, and the great god has told us to prepare for the winter now."
food. ”
Figir was somewhat convinced. At one point he couldn't hold it anymore and went out hunting. At first he hit a fawn and a few bears. Then I met a herd of five moose. Except for one wounded and escaped. He killed the other four. How did he know that the wounded moose was his talisman? Fergir chased the wounded moose deep into the forest. The hoof prints led him to a small beautiful lake, where the wounded moose was lying in the water. Figir was about to wade to drag the injured moose ashore when he touched the body of the moose and sank to the bottom of the lake with his prey.
It was as if Figil had dreamed that he was lying at the bottom of an icy lake, surrounded by spirits of various animals. He heard a voice say, "Pull him over." ”
The humanoid elves pulled him towards the wounded moose.
"Pull him over." The same voice said again.
The elves pulled him closer to the wounded moose, right next to each other.
"Why don't you listen to me?" The moose god asked, "Look all around you are surrounded by spirits who are hunting your prey. Now, I can't be your talisman anymore. You didn't listen to me and killed my friend. ”
Then. The voice said, "Get him out of here." ”
The elves drove him out of the water. Throw it on the shore of the lake.
In desperation, Figir struggled to return to his home and fell to the ground as soon as he entered the door.
"I'm going to die." He muttered to him, "I've been to the place where the dead souls live!" ”
Then, he rolled over. and fell on the ground. He's dead. Since then. The Indians called that beautiful little lake the Lake of Dead Souls. Thousands of dead souls are buried under the calm surface of the lake, and the clean and clear waters of the lake reflect the face of Hudeshan. It towers high in spring. Like a monument to dead souls......
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"Hude Mountain, Lake of Dead Souls." Ai Xiaohai wrote down these two place names in his notebook.
Old Chappell began to cough hard, and Vincent took the medicine from the side and told him to drink it in a commanding tone. Old Chappell, though not pleased, obediently drank the medicine.
I don't know what this medicine is made of, but after drinking it, old Chappell's spirit improved a lot.
"Tell me the story of this knot."
Vincent said in a commanding tone, without any doubt.
Old Chappell sighed helplessly, and then said what kind of story the second knot represented......
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The Thunderbird is a giant bird with wings as long as the paddles of a canoe. When he flapps his wings and flies high, there will be a storm and thunder. Between his eyelids, ten thousand lightning bolts will be released.
It inhabits caves in Mount Olympos and never lets anyone approach his abode. If a hunter approaches his holy place, as soon as he smells the breath of a man, he will let out a rumbling thunder and throw huge blocks of ice from it. The ice rolls along the hillside, crashes against the cliff face, and flies into countless ice chips that fall into the distant rocks.
All hunters are forbidden to ptarmigans and huge blocks of ice, so they dare not take a step lightly in the thunder pool. The Thunderbird's food is stored in a dark cave on the top of a year-round snow-covered peak in Mount Olympos. It feeds on whales. Ptarmigan often flies to the surface to hunt whales back into the mountains to feed their hunger. Once, the Thunderbird and the whale fought so hard that the ground shook and the trees were uprooted, and there was not a single tree left in the Pobrov steppe, which was left by the whale as it struggled to escape.
At the time of the Great Flood, the war between the Thunderbirds and the Man-Eating Whales continued for a long time. He wanted to use his sharp claws to catch the whale back to the cave in the mountain. But man-eating whales always escape again and again. When the Thunderbird caught it again, the angry Thunderbird unleashed terrifying lightning in its eyes along the way, its wings puffed out with terrible thunder, storms arose, great earthquakes trembled, and many large trees were uprooted and soared into the sky. Eventually, the man-eating whale fled back to the depths of the ocean, and the Ptarmigan spared it......
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"Mount Olympos." Ai Xiaohai recorded the name again, and couldn't help asking: "Does this have anything to do with Mount Olympus?" ”
"It's different." Vincent smiled: "Mount Olympos only exists in the mythology of the Incas, and no one knows where it really is. Some experts say that Mount Olympos is actually real, but it was gradually swallowed up during the long movement of the earth's crust. ”
"Where's the third knot?" Ai Xiaohai let out an "oh" and dropped his fingers on the third knot.
Again, this is a myth about the Thunderbird.
When humanity had just established its homeland, violent storms and huge hailstones fell from the sky for months, and many people died. Forced by hunger and cold and years of inter-tribal warfare over food, some of the people of Quina Intr had to leave their homes and make the long trek to the plateau at the end of the world.
The hail destroyed the carbon, the kamma, and the paddle fruit; Huge blocks of ice clogged all the rivers and made it impossible to fish, storms on the ocean often overturned the canoes, and the people were so hungry that they had to live on the grass roots of the grassland, and the poor people prayed to the gods in the heavens, but there was no response.
Eventually, the leaders of the fleeing Quina Intl gathered their only tribesmen. The Great Chief, though old, has superhuman intelligence. As a young man, he was the most powerful samurai in the tribe.
"Quiet, my fellow citizens," said the Great Chief, to the people, "we will pray to the gods again." If he doesn't come to help us, that is, he asks us to die. If God's will does not allow us to live, we should face death boldly, as the brave Quina Intel usually did! Now let's start praying! ”
At this time, the weakened and hungry people sat silently around the chief, listening to his silent prayers to the gods.
When the prayer was finished, the chief said to the people:
"Now let us wait for the will of the gods, who are wise and omnipotent!" (To be continued......)