The Sacred Spring Chapter 16: The Ancient City of Cusco (2)

The fat man still refuses to let go of his childhood attachments, he said: - The five of us, in fact, we can still squeeze -

Xiao Wang Ba said: "That's bullshit, even the driver and passengers can only sit for a total of four, squeeze it?" You're a dead fat man. How to squeeze, is it okay to hang a transport belt for you underneath? -

Wang Puyuan came out to play a round and said that the helicopter could be used as a strategic support for our backup, responsible for airdropping supplies for us and using them for subsequent retreats. I agreed with this idea and said to the fat man, "It's good to dare to dream, and it's even better to have the courage to achieve it." But we are now a team, and if you take the lead in specialization, other comrades will have opinions. In doing so, we not only undermine our internal unity, but also damage your image in the eyes of everyone. Otherwise, when we turn back and retreat, you will lead everyone out of the Amazon in a helicopter, and then let the pilot take you around the Statue of Liberty three times, looking down on this land swallowed by capitalism-

After hearing my plan, the fat man was very moved, and said to me with a sincere expression: "I resolutely obey the organization's decision, and I will go wherever the organization tells me, including standing on the Lady Liberty's flashlight and making a shining screw-

Our group traveled lightly, changed to take the train, first went to the United States border, and then was received by the local Chinese Chamber of Commerce representatives, although the road was bumpy, but we saw the magnificent and colorful Latin American style, this land in the southern hemisphere has too many majestic and magnificent scenery, there are too many animals and plants that have never been seen. There is a human civilization as ancient as the Chinese nation, and it is also a natural continent that maintains its primitive style.

After arriving in Peru, I finally saw why Peru is also called the corn country, which is full of endless corn fields, and Tom Chen, a Chinese representative, said that corn has been the main cash crop in Peru since ancient times. Most of the Chinese businessmen in their chamber of commerce are engaged in deep processing related to corn. I think of Wang Puyuan's farm, where the corn yield is nothing compared to the corn field in front of us. I sat in the car and almost all I saw was a sea of corn.

Our first destination was Crucia de Soleil, a thousand-year-old city reborn from the war of the invaders, located in a valley of the Andes, surrounded by mountains and lush forests, the whole region has a pleasant climate that does not feel the slightest bit of winter. Qin Siyan said that Cusco is called the center of the world in the local language, and that the first Inca king, Manco Capac, used a golden scepter given by the sun god and was always in Cusco. The original name of the Inca was Tawantingsuron, which means the land of the four directions, which shows how sacred Cusco, known as the center of the world, was in the minds of the people at that time.

Inside the city of Custer, the fat man and I were completely blind, and we were outsiders to this exotic ancient capital, where the roads were narrow and dirty, and the streets were full of stone paved streets. The architectural style has basically maintained the original style of the area, and there are many remnants of Spanish colonization. The narrow roads are lined with small traders selling all kinds of local products, and beggars and wanderers sit under the walls. Most of the pedestrians on the road were red-skinned Indians, wearing cloaks woven of camel hair and pointed hats with national characteristics, and they all looked sideways as they walked past us yellow people. I couldn't even say hello to the most basic Spanish, so I kept smiling at passers-by, and my face froze all the way down.

On the train, we have already made a plan of action, first through Cusco, where we have a guide arranged by Wang Puyuan, a researcher from the Cusco Museum, according to the bald scoop, who is of mixed Indian and Spanish descent, has been engaged in the study of Inca culture for many years, has experience in rainforest archaeology, and can speak the Quechua language of the Incas, which is of great help to me on this trip. In the past, Wang Puyuan's expeditions hired this old gentleman as a consultant, and with him, our trip should be like a tiger's wings. However, I also told the bald lady and the little king that this operation will take a lot of risks, except for the legendary old guide, everyone present has no experience of living in the Amazon rainforest, and when the time comes, you must obey my command and not act without permission.

Due to the time difference, we arrived in Cusco at an unfortunate time, and the museum was closed. Bald Scoop couldn't get in touch with the old guide several times beforehand, Tom Chen was concerned about his business, and I saw that his mind was not on a few of us at all, but he was assigned by Wang Puyuan to receive us, so he simply sent him away. The bald lady took a few of us to a tavern near the museum to rest, and he himself was going to the old guide's house to see what was going on, but the old man was too old to climb Bliss, so it was obviously not appropriate for a large group of us to come to the door.

This tavern has a very western flavor and is thought to be a building left over from the Spanish colonization. As soon as the dreary bald scoop of the few of us was gone, the atmosphere was suddenly much younger. Qin Siyan and Xiao Wang Ba didn't know what was going on to quarrel again, the fat man and I discussed drinking two cups of local good wine first, I casually pushed open the small door of the tavern and walked in, the bar was full of smoke and miasma, and there were already many people sitting around the wine table in the daytime, drinking and smoking. The two of us sat at the bar for a while, unable to read what was written on the bottle. The fat man said: "Otherwise, just order one at random, whether it's horse urine or cow sass, drink it first-

I said, "That makes sense, we can't tell these red-skinned monkeys to see us laughing at us—so I knocked on the table and casually pointed to the wine cabinet behind the bar to get the boss to serve us a bottle first." Unexpectedly, a crystal clear glass suddenly shone on my head, and smashed open with a bang. I suddenly felt dizzy and unsteady on my feet. While holding my bleeding forehead, I secretly cursed in my heart where did this run out of the mourning star, why didn't Lao Tzu do anything, so he suffered like this for no reason. Fuck, is this Peruvia's way of showing friendliness?

I didn't have time to think about it, more wine glasses and bottles were smashed one after another, and the people in the bar suddenly went crazy, and the round stools and long tables were smashed together, without looking at who the other party was. Qin Siyan stood at the door and shouted, "Come out quickly, the people inside are fighting-

The fat man saw that I was injured, and without saying a word, he grabbed me by the collar and pulled it out, I wanted to say that the buddies are fine, let's find a bottle of wine and go to the corner to watch. Unexpectedly, it was dark in front of me, and I don't know where a tall figure flew over, and directly crushed me to the ground. The weight was so heavy that I just felt the air in my lungs squeezing out in an instant, not to mention how uncomfortable it was. The fat man held back a wicked smile on the side, full of bad friends. I raised my arm and wanted to punch the guy who was pressing on me, but when I looked closely, it was actually a, and the person had already fainted.

We had just arrived at the tavern and unfortunately ran into a brawl with local drunkards. Not only was I innocently implicated, I was hung up with a lottery, and I was almost crushed to death by a tall Indian girl. It's really not good to be a teacher and die 'dangerously', which makes the hero cry for a long time. No wonder the fat man refused to extend an olive branch to me when he watched the poor from the side, knowing that I didn't dare to hit a woman, waiting to see my jokes. I pushed the unconscious little girl away and said to the fat man, "You weren't like this before. Where is that righteous little fat man, has he stayed in a capitalist country for a long time, and even my closest comrade-in-arms, Comrade Wang Kaixuan, has been ruthlessly corrupted? -

But the fat man didn't have time to argue with me, and I don't know why, but the drunken man in the tavern saw the fat man and the old cow seeing the red pants, and hit him vigorously. The red-skinned men in pointy shoes shouted trumpets that we didn't understand, swayed from side to side like monkeys, and threw wine glasses and bottles at us from time to time. The fat man was very angry because he couldn't understand what they were shouting, and he was hit in the ass by several wine bottles. Picking up the round table at hand, he smashed it into the crowd that was gradually surrounding us. I was afraid that the little Indian girl would be injured by mistake, and muttered in my heart that a girl had nothing to do with her family, how to run to such a place, so I helped her up.

At this time, Qin Siyan had already rushed into the crowd and beckoned to me violently: "Old Hu, run." They're going to arrest this woman-

When the fat man heard this, he was more excited than me, and he almost jumped up: "I'm **, these red-skinned monkeys are still shameless, a group of men embarrass a little girl, what the fuck is going on." Lao Hu, you help her to order, and I will clean up this group of vegetables-

I kicked away a man in cloak who pounced on me, stuffed the little girl into Qin Siyan's hand, and asked him and Xiao Wang Ba to run first, and then turned back to the fat man and said, "Don't be stupid, I don't know with your little ideological awareness." It's just that I've been hit a few times on the buttocks, and my heart is unbalanced, and I want to retaliate. I know, it's fine. Come, let's two brothers together—after saying that, the fat man and I yelled proudly, and the Indians present were all shocked by us, and did not dare to act rashly for a while. I saw an opportunity to shout:-

Run! -

After shouting, the two kicked down a row of drunkards with their feet and fled the door.