Chapter 229: The Rain God's Pendulum
When a few people saw that I didn't deny it, they thought that I was admitting, and Pakar said excitedly: "Great, respected rain god, yesterday the priest said that there was a vision from heaven, and something big should happen, but I didn't expect it to be you!"
Our tribe sacrifices to you every year, but I didn't expect the sacrifice to be in the wrong place, no wonder it upset you. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
Thank you for not bothering us, for giving us rain, and for showing up to tell us where you really live, and you make me feel even more respected.
I want to ask you to come to our tribe to receive the worship and worship of our tribe, I don't know if you are willing?"
With that, he took the lead and knelt down for me.
Seeing his extremely sincere attitude, I couldn't bear to refuse for a while. And what he said was very informative, which aroused my great interest.
Obviously, this is a civilization that is completely different from the Central Plains culture, primitive and peculiar, so, is there some kind of connection between it and the ancient Shu civilization, why did the bronze statue of the feathered serpent in the sarcophagus of the Silkworm King send me to this place? These are all questions in my heart, and I really want to see this unknown civilization with my own eyes, and when I find out, I say, "Okay."
When these men saw that I had agreed, they were overjoyed, and Pakar was even more smiling and took the lead in leading me in front of me.
The forest road that has just rained is slippery, and it is difficult for people to walk steadily on it.
Although I walked steadily, it was because I had the strength in my body, my balance was good, and I put my body very lightly, of course, I could walk on the ground, but these natives walked very easily, which made me wonder, have they all practiced?
I looked at the people who walked in front of me in confusion, and wondered how strange it was, but soon I found the answer to this curiosity: although they had grown up in this environment for many years and had good balance, it was the shoes they wore on their feet that made the difference. It is a shoe made of grass and leather, and the anti-slip effect is superb.
The woods were thickly wooded, and the people in front of them were holding machetes to open the way, and they walked fairly smoothly. During this period, waterfalls and streams are continuous, and there are many trees that cannot be named.
As he passed by a bare stone ridge, Pakar excitedly said, "We are so lucky, with the blessing of the gods, it is different, even the hot spring does not dare to erupt!" The others cheered along.
From their words, we know that every once in a while, hot air will be sprayed out of the cracks in the rocks, and after a short time, hot springs will gush out of the cracks, and those who do not know will be trapped when they walk here, and they will be burned to death before they can escape.
This hot spring is the only way to the top of the mountain, and it is precisely because of the danger that few people choose to go up from here, and the cenote I climbed out of is hidden in the dense bushes, so it has never been discovered.
Today, a few of them made a bet to prove that they were true warriors, and by chance Pakar found me.
Everything is a coincidence, and there seems to be some inevitable causal connection in this so-called coincidence, which cannot be controlled by human beings in the dark, which is the so-called fate.
Everything in front of me is so unfamiliar, which makes me vaguely confused about the direction of my future destiny. Looking at the people in front of me who were talking, laughing and walking happily, I said to myself, "If you have come, you should be safe." ā
In the forest, there are many mosquitoes, but before they get close, they scatter and fly wildly. Several people wondered in amazement: "What happened to these mosquitoes today?" ā
I knew it was because of me, so I just didn't hear it and didn't explain anything.
From a young age, I knew I was different. In the summer, other people were bitten by mosquitoes, but I was fine, and until now I don't know what it feels like to be bitten to the heart. But I saw how uncomfortable they were grinning and tearing their skins, and I never had the desire to experience it.
Going around and around, following them for a long distance, out of the woods, suddenly opened up in front of me, and now it was my turn to be shocked.
In front of me, in the middle of a mountain col, there is a town of considerable size. In the center of the town is a very large square, with numerous houses scattered on both sides of the square.
The square is surrounded by towering stone pillars carved with all sorts of strange patterns. At the end of the square is a huge tower-shaped building with a narrow top and wide bottom, which is magnificent and majestic.
It was a very different style of architecture than any other form of architecture that I had previously known. solemn and solemn, it makes people feel the urge to kneel down and worship.
It was a great building. Far away, you can see that it is a pile of polished stones, and the walls are carved with colorful and beautiful reliefs.
This huge tower-shaped building has five floors and has straight steps leading to the top. On the top floor is a pillared building, also made of stone, with a stone statue that appears to be studded with precious stones. At this time, the sun is shining on the statue, and it is shining brightly.
Pakar knelt down in worship, and muttered, "O great sun god, I am your faithful servant, bless us." ā
It turned out to be a temple, and the statue inside should be the sun god in their mouths. I didn't expect the people here to worship God so much, even more so than the Shu people.
When the men got up to leave after worshipping, I looked at the temple, frowned, and stood still. They looked back at me strangely, and I grimaced and said nothing.
The expressions of several people immediately became serious and nervous, but they didn't know what to do.
At this time, Pakar was the first to understand, and volunteered: "I understand, we are rude, and the priest himself should greet the rain god when he comes." It was because we had thought too hard and neglected the gods, so I will go and tell you that the priest himself will come and meet you. As he spoke, he spread his legs and rushed down the hillside.
It's not that I'm hypocritical, it's that their actions just now gave me a wake-up call. Since they are the god of rain, they have to show the majesty of the gods, otherwise, they will despise themselves, and I am afraid that they will not be able to mix in this wild world where gods are the most important.
I watched Pakar go away, with a cold face and a closed eye. The others were so frightened that they stood aside, not daring to come out.
Pakar was so fast that I didn't have to wait long before I heard the sound of footsteps, and a group of people, numbering thousands of people, came slowly.