Chapter 217: The old driver who drove the Phoenix
Phoenix Ling invited Wang Xika to ride the phoenix together, and Wang Xika was of course willing. Who wouldn't want to take you to fly? Although Wang Xijia has flown an airplane himself, it is very different from the feeling of flying a phoenix.
In online games, flying mounts are much more advanced than land mounts, and if you can ride them once in the real world, it can be said that this life is worth it, and it is not in vain.
Just about to step on the phoenix, the phoenix's back is smooth and smooth, and there is not even a saddle, how can this sit? What if it falls?
"Is this phoenix flying steadily? I'm afraid that I will fall and kill Lao Tzu. Wang Xijia voiced his concerns.
"Don't worry, the phoenix is flying steadily! Besides, it's not me? Phoenix Ling laughed.
"Fly, it's okay to have me, I'll fly next to you, if you fall, I'll be able to catch you." Tengu said beside him.
Seeing that Tengu said this, Wang Xijia relieved himself.
"Take one with me, you can't understand them, I'll be a translator. "It was the grey beaver who spoke. Indeed, the Aztecs spoke something that only the Indians themselves could understand a little.
If there is no translator, then Wang Xijia can only rely on physical translation when he goes.
"Okay, beaver brother, sit next to the hard-mouthed phoenix. "Phoenix Ling also arranged for the gray beaver to ride a phoenix. The hard-mouthed man is also an Aztec, and he is characterized by a particularly hard mouth - he does not speak until he has to, sometimes for a week.
People who don't know about a hard mouth tend to think that he is a mute, but he is not. He just doesn't like to talk.
The hard mouth listened to Phoenix Ling's words, pointed at the gray beaver, and then pointed at the phoenix. Meaning: It's too late to get on the bus! The gray beaver is also on the hard-mouthed phoenix. The two did not communicate a word during the whole process. The hard mouth is such a ruthless person who doesn't talk much.
The group took off. Wang Xika and Phoenix Ling sat on a phoenix about 20 meters long. When I came up and looked down, I found that it was indeed very stable, and the place was also very large. There was just a depression between the two shoulder blades of the phoenix to sit on. It's very comfortable to be furry inside. In terms of ride experience, it's even better than riding a blue whale in the sea.
The gray beaver and the hard beak sit on the other side of the 20-meter-long big phoenix, which also looks quite comfortable.
But there is one person who is obviously uncomfortable, and that is the tengu who wants to protect Wang Xijia.
The speed of the phoenix's flight is very fast, and the tengu can't stop if it doesn't fly 5 kilometers - the wings of the tengu are one meter five, and the wings of the phoenix are ten or twenty meters, and the distance that the phoenix flies with one wing, the tengu needs to fan ten times.
At first, Tengu followed the phoenix with tenacious perseverance, but gradually he couldn't keep up. Wang Xika saw the tengu flying and sticking out his tongue, and thought that the tengu was going to overtake. This is because the Tengu's tongue is sticking out to the left, as if a car is playing a left turn signal. Friends who have driven a car know that if the car has a left turn signal and there is no curve in front of it, it means that he wants to overtake.
Obviously, there are no curves in the sky, so the Tengu should want to overtake.
Wang Xika was thinking about whether to persuade the tengu to pay attention to traffic safety and not overtake at will, when he suddenly saw the tengu wings flutter twice and smashed straight to the ground - it turned out that this guy didn't want to overtake, but flew to suffocation!
Seeing that the situation was not good, Phoenix Ling suddenly jumped up and walked a few steps quickly, grabbed the phoenix's feather crown and pulled it back, and then shouted "Turn back!"
The phoenix has been following the phoenix for a long time, and it has long been heart-to-heart. When he made a sharp turn, he flew under the tengu and caught the tengu steadily.
That day, the dog was already unconscious, and Wang Xijia gave him several chest compressions before he was rescued.
"If you can't fly, don't fly, so what can you do?" Wang Xika blamed the tengu.
"It's been a long time since I've exercised, and when I was younger, I was much faster than that. Tengu said.
"Okay, don't brag, just sit down......" Wang Xika arranged for the tengu to sit next to him.
This more than 20-meter-long phoenix, with one more person or two people on its body, I don't feel it at all. At this time, Wang Xijia suddenly thought of a physical question: If the tengu was flying on the back of a phoenix, would he be able to surpass the phoenix in speed? For example, if a paper airplane was thrown on a flying airplane, would the speed of the paper airplane surpass that of the airplane? This question is very challenging.
It's kind of like "throw a flashlight out and the light in the flashlight will exceed the speed of light." Because it has a throwing speed in addition to the speed of light. "It is said that according to Newton's theory, the speed of light in a flashlight will exceed the speed of light, but according to Einstein's theory, it will not beyond.
And "Why do you fall where you jump on a train, and if you stay in the air long enough, do you fall outside the train?"
This kind of question always fascinated He Fan, and he encouraged Tengu to test what it was like to fly on the back of a phoenix, and whether he could surpass the speed of a phoenix.
However, Tengu doesn't seem to be so curious about this.
"I'm so tired, I can't fly. Tengu said.
So Wang Xijia had to give up the idea of experimenting, planning to try again in the future.
The farther the phoenix flies, the scenery on the land changes. From the desert, the scenery of cacti has changed to a beautiful scenery with mountains, water and forests.
Wang Xijia observed through the phoenix's feathers, and the wind blew him a little cold. The speed of the phoenix should be about the same as the speed of the propeller plane during World War II, about 400 kilometers per hour - you should bring a pair of goggles, Wang Xika thought.
After flying for about an hour, I suddenly heard a strange singing sound from the ground, and the phoenix suddenly stopped when I heard the singing. It stopped so suddenly, as if I had suddenly stepped on the brakes on the highway.
"What's going on? Is Phoenix tired? It doesn't look like it. Or is Phoenix Ling planning to rob us halfway? Looking at the way he looks, he shouldn't be able to beat me and Tengu alone...... It would be nice if I came out and brought a gun this time, but it would be too careless. ”
Wang Xika thought about giving Tengu a look and letting him act at the opportunity.
However, Tengu didn't have as many scenes as Wang Xika in his heart, and obviously didn't understand Wang Xika's meaning well.
After stopping the phoenix, the phoenix Ling brought up two Indians, one of whom was holding a child. Wang Xika saw that the two newcomers didn't look like they could fight, so he was also relieved.
I saw that the Indian woman handed Phoenix Ling a shell, and Phoenix Ling arranged for her to sit down—it turned out to be to buy a ticket.
The woman sang a song similar to "The old driver took me" on the ground, and Feng Fengling heard it like a minibus soliciting passengers halfway, which was worthy of being an old driver.
Then the phoenix flew all the way without stopping, and flew for about an hour, and stopped at a beautiful place - it turned out to be home.
Wang Xijia saw that this place is full of green trees, surrounded by waterfalls and flowing water, and there is a big cliff outside the forest. The scenery is very familiar, as if I have seen it somewhere - suddenly I woke up: Isn't this the computer wallpaper of an Apple notebook Yosemite?
It's no wonder that the phoenix just flew all the way in the direction of the setting sun - because Yosemite is in California, west of Phoenix.
"Yosemite" translates from Yosemit and is an Indian word meaning cliff. Translated as Yosemite, it can be described as Sindaya.
In the past, Wang Xijia also thought that the Aztec Empire should be located in Central America, that is, Mexico, Honduras, and Nicaragua in the future. Yosemite was supposed to belong to the future state of California, so I didn't expect to meet the Aztecs here.
In fact, the territory of the country in ancient times is different from what Wang Xijia knew in later generations. There was no America and no Mexico in this era, only the Aztec Empire, the Apache Empire, the Mayan Empire. The Indians had a considerable range of activities, so the boundaries of these empires changed very frequently.
At this time, the area of California in later generations was part of the territory of the Aztec Empire, but it was only a relatively marginal part of the empire.
Phoenix Ling, hard-mouthed These people who ride the phoenix are equivalent to the border people of the empire.
Yosemite also has a large sycamore for the phoenix to rest - this sycamore was migrated from other places by the phoenix ling.
The phoenix is a good mount, but it is more recognizant of the bed and only rests on the sycamore. Elsewhere they can't sleep. So for the phoenix to take you to a place, that place must have a plane tree.
It's like if you want to fly, you have to have an airport.
Yosemite has fertile water and soil, so the sycamore also lived quickly after moving over, and Phoenix Ling raised a small group of phoenixes here, most of which were used for riding.
What Wang Xijia was most curious about was how they had mastered the knowledge of the phoenix - for example, how they knew that the tears of the phoenix could stop the speed of the phoenix's resurrection, and how they knew that there was a big phoenix in Phoenix City in Salizona that needed to be killed, and that the big phoenix would take 3,000 years to resurrect...... Some of this knowledge cannot be empirically observed.
The gray beaver translated Wang Xijia's question to Phoenix Ling, and Phoenix Ling said: "This is how our old saying has been passed down, the things of the ancestors can't be wrong. ”
Wang Xika was a little speechless, and asked them how the legends about the solar age, the new era of mankind and so on came from. Didn't they say that they had a unique set of calendars to figure it out? Where is that calendar? Can you take it out and see it?
Phoenix Ling laughed and said, "My friend, the calendar you want is drawn in the cave, let's go and see it after dinner." It's been a day of flying and I need to eat...... After eating, I have the strength to say something else.
Saying this, Wang Xika also felt hungry. So they followed Phoenix Ling and them to dinner—the Indians ate all bison, and it was a good thing that Bison Bill wasn't here, otherwise how sad it would be.
Wang Xika hadn't eaten beef for a long time since he met Bison Bill, and he couldn't help but cry when he ate it this time: the bison meat in this beautiful mountain is soft and tender and juicy, and it is countless times more delicious than the expensive Wagyu beef sold in later generations.
The Aztecs present all knew the grey beaver and knew that the grey beaver was the boss of the Apaches, so they all treated the grey beaver and the king with the same etiquette as a king. performed a whole set of traditional dances, and I have to say, it is still very distinctive. Because the dance imitates the movements of the phoenix, it has a sense of ethereal.