They are like rows and rows of black hoops stuck in the sea, each of which is about the same size and size, except for the high and low. As far as the eye can see, the walls of solid rocks and forests are full of contradictory beauty that is both messy and neat.

The boatman introduced: "This is the grate of the gods, and it is the endless embodiment of the power of the gods. ”

Yan Saburo nodded: "Very vivid." As he said this, the strange rocky beach looked like it had been gouged by a grate or a nail rake.

Chitose laughed and whispered in his ear, "This is not the power of the gods, this is the power of a volcanic eruption." Both she and Tsubame had seen this type of rock there after passing through Akabashi Peak, so they knew it was one of the rocks left behind after the eruption.

However, if you look closely at these black stone pillars, the color has also changed from the original black to blue and white flowers, which are traces of marine life over the years. It can be seen that volcanic eruptions are a thing of the past.

The nearest and largest stone pillar to the edge of the village has been carved with strange patterns, hollowed out in the middle, and placed in the brazier.

This shape is really familiar, and there is a long case in front of the stone pillar, on which fruits and vegetables are enshrined. Chitose pointed at it, "What is this?"

"Oh, you can't raise your hand to point, it's too disrespectful!" the boatman hurriedly corrected her, "This is a divine pillar, and the great deeds of the gods are painted on it!"

Yan Saburo took a closer look, the symbols on it are like words and pictures, image and abstraction at the same time, but on the whole, they can indeed be divided by frames and frames, which shows that they have a narrative function.

Apparently Chitose didn't understand either: "What did it say?"

At the same time, Yan Saburo also asked: "Are you literate?"

"I don't know. But the sacred paintings and meanings on the pillars of God have been understood by us since childhood. You can ask any child on the island and ask about it, and everyone will know about it. The boatman subconsciously straightened his clothes, "Our world was destroyed, but the gods protected the Tibetan people to survive, rebuild their homes, and guide us in the way of survival. ”

Chitose narrowed his eyes: "How did the world come to an end, and how did the gods protect you from surviving?"

The boatman pointed to the patterns on the stone pillars and explained one by one: "Flames rose from the ground and devoured everything, and even the sea was vaporized. He reminded the two, "Don't look too closely, take two steps back." ”

This was a strange thing to say, but after Yan Saburo did as he said, he suddenly became stunned.

This kind of writing is extremely strange, it is not independent in itself, but is combined with patterns to form pictures and convey messages. If he observes word by word according to his original reading habits, but does not understand the meaning, this is the so-called "small loss of big", and only by looking at the whole pattern as a complete narrative unit, it can be seen that there is a little paradox.

After the boatman's explanation, he did feel that there was a sun, a volcanic eruption, and a fleeing human ......

Well, it seems that this world was once destroyed by the fire of the earth.

Chitose understood one step ahead of him: "And then?"

"The gods foresaw misery and planted the tree of life early and guided our ancestors to take refuge in the hollow. The flames also consumed the tree, but after the disaster ended, the trunk and roots of the tree were still alive. Our ancestors survived the catastrophe and emerged from the hollow of the tree to regain their footing in the post-disaster world. ”

"Interesting. Chitose stroked her chin and became interested.

"It's not 'interesting'!" said the boatman, who corrected her with a serious face, "It's called great!"

"Good, good. She was not annoyed, and changed her words, "Then what did the great god do next?"

"The post-disaster world is left with nothing and people are hungry and thirsty to survive. The boatman pointed to the third picture, "It was the gods who caused the rain to fall to the ground, so that people could drink water, and then the gods opened the door to your world, connected the seas, and brought abundant supplies." From then on, man had food, clothing, and all the necessaries of life. ”

Chitose exclaimed softly: "It's really great." Then she pointed to the last pattern, "What's going on here?"

"The gods have not departed and are with us. Those who worship the gods wholeheartedly can go to the gods after death and share in the glory and peace. ”

Yan Saburo suddenly said, "What about people who don't respect the gods?"

"They will disappear without even a trace. The boatman grimaced, "as if it had never existed." ”

It seems that the gods are strong. Chitose smiled and groaned, "You've seen it with your own eyes?"

"There is a man in the village who is lazy and profane...... "The boatman exhaled, "and in two months he was gone." ”

"Gone?"

"He fell off a cliff and died, and he had walked that path at least a thousand times, and he could never go wrong. ”

Chitose let out a long "oh": "So, it's divine punishment?"

"Of course it's divine punishment!" said the boatman, "he fell in front of a pillar and hit his head right on the offering table, and that's the result of his anger at the gods!"

Yan Saburo immediately remembered a sentence:

Thunder, rain and dew are all heavenly graces.

In this case, it will probably be changed to divine grace.

After telling these stories, the boatman led the two men on the forest path to the eastern core of Soji Island.

The island was so large that in order to facilitate its management, the Tibetan Kingdom divided it into six liaos according to their orientation, and now they went to Dongfuliao.

Along the way, we passed through five or six villages, and there were more and more pedestrians. Yan Saburo also saw a lot of black-robed people, which showed that there were not only two of them who went to the island.

At the heart of Dongfuliao is a small town called Yangtan, where there is a daily market and is the most prosperous and lively area in the vicinity, from shops to vendors, from food to handicrafts.

When she got here, Chitose didn't bother to eat grilled fish, so she pulled out a bag of jelly beans from a crocodile tambourine and exchanged it for something delicious. It was originally a snack she had stockpiled, but now it has a place to use.

Two jelly beans can be exchanged for a freshly grilled lobster the length of an arm!

Although it is a closed fishing season, there are many of these things in the shallow sea, and people with good water skills can catch them directly in the water.

The snow-white lobster meat is grilled tightly and Q bomb, and then sprinkled with some light red and light green spices on top, and when you chew it, the salty, spicy and fragrant suddenly burst on the tip of the tongue.

Chitose took two bites and sighed, "This taste is amazing." "It's the red pepper, right? What is the green, she's never tasted it, but the taste is so special, it's addictive to eat two more bites.

"Buy this spice back!" she poked Yan Saburo with her elbow, "Make more delicious food." ”

"Good. Yan Saburo has always been responsive, looking left and right, and sure enough, he found a stall specializing in spices, which was under the huge divine pillar.