"Blessed by the Lord God! It turns out that you are from the Three Islands and the Tribal Alliance, which is the closest large tribal alliance to this peninsula!... So, who sent you here? The great leader of the tribal alliance, the great chief? Or the great chief of the state? Or the chief of a tribal?..."

"Oh! You are two groups of people! A group of tribal chiefs from the northernmost part of the country, and a group of people from the royal capital... Temples and society? What is the temple?...ah?! It turns out to be the temple of the royal capital! You are actually the priest of the royal capital priest group? A pagan priest?!..."

"Well? You don't have a royal priesthood, you only have independent temples that believe in each god?...What? You believe in the same group of gods, but there are different factions? Can't fight each other? It's so strange!... You are not a priest, what... You are from the temple guards of the Thousand Hand Temple?... Say! Who is the priest you lead, and where is he hiding?! Hum? There is no priest leading? You are the only temple guard? The temple lets you come here, and it has nothing to do with the gods you believe in?..."

As night fell, the weather became colder. The camp fire lit up, and the prisoners loosened the ropes on their hands and gathered by the fire to keep warm and cook. Since the "Luyi" were not ready to kill the prisoners, the prisoners stopped escaping. After all, in such a icy and snowy season, without food and fuel, they would not survive for two days without food or fuel!

The exploration team leader Zuvaro sat by the bonfire that was closest to the innermost, and was still talking to the monk soldier Watanabe Masumi, with a look of excitement. Watanabe looked at Zuvaro in confusion. He just mentioned the Miao Court, who sent a ship to the ocean, and mentioned his identity as a monk soldier, but he didn't know why the other party reacted so much.

"I am a monk soldier... I was ordered to bring a ship to the extreme north to trade expensive goods in the capital... We are sincere in our efforts to deal with the extreme north and never offend us..."

"The temple is not a shrine, and worships all Buddhas, not witch gods from all over the world... My Buddha is compassionate, saves all sentient beings, encourages people to be good, and does not compete with the world... The monks in the temple have profound cultivation and will not travel rashly, nor will they preside over the caravan in person...uh?!..."

Monk Soldier Watanabe Masumi wrote a few more sentences, and saw Zuvaro's eyes getting colder and even murderous intent appeared. He pursed his lips, lowered his head quickly, and wiped away the two lines of words on the snow. Then, he carefully wrote down a line of inquiries.

"The envoy came from the east of the sea, why did he come?"

"The Lord God blesses! The Lord God guides you, Your Majesty, let us arrive here and trade with the tribes of the West Sea!"

"Uh...Master God? God Revelation?..."

Seeing these two words, the monk soldier Watanabe Masumi blinked his eyes and vaguely grasped something. Could it be that this is a large tribe of the East China Sea that worships the witch gods? And what is their so-called Shenqi? Thinking of this, Watanabe hesitated for a while, and then wrote a few sentences again.

"What is the Lord God? What is the God Revelation?..."

"The Lord God is the most supreme, the Lord God in all the world, the only Lord God in heaven and earth! ... God is the prophecy of Your Majesty. He knows the details of the West Sea and sent us not far away 20,000 miles to obtain various skills and products of the tribes of the West Sea to resist the arrival of the white-skinned demons! ... The Lord God guides, Your Majesty God Revelation! It is God's will, let us meet here!..."

"Buddha! This... they actually traveled 20,000 miles west for the prophecy of a great wizard? This is... this is the witch god tribe that worships gods extremely? Just like the ancient Shang Dynasty in the Tang Dynasty?... And the prophecy of that great wizard actually knew what was going on in the distant West Sea?!"

Seeing such an amazing answer and seeing the pious fanaticism on Zuvaro's face, the monk soldier Watanabe Masumi was speechless and didn't know what to say. He roughly understood the source of the other party's murderous intent just now, and felt a little uneasy.

Even though he was in the temple, the "eminent monks" in the temple also had wine and meat, married and had children, and never went to the poor countryside in order to spread Buddhism, let alone the far north! He had never met such a devout witch god cultivator, nor did he meet a truly effective divination wizard!…

"This is the emblem of the Lord God!"

After praying for a few words, the exploration captain Zuvaro took out a piece of the golden talisman of the main god. He pointed to the sun hummingbird emblem on the front, turned over and revealed the Mexican word "God" on the back.

Monk Soldier Watanabe Masumi opened his eyes wide and looked for a while before he suddenly understood. The pattern he had previously felt familiar with was a different body of the character "God" in Chinese! This special character "God" has a simple symbol of "thunder and lightning" on the left, a fire of "fire" on the right, and a sky of "sky" at the bottom!

"Ah! A god holding lightning and flames in the sky!... Hiss! Thunder and fire? It sounds like the Thousand-Handed Guanyin of this sect, they are fighting gods and Buddhas who tend to fight!..."

"Blessed by the Lord God! The light and power of the Lord God are not something you can imagine! When you return to the camp, I will show you the "Aria" of God, and then tell you carefully about Your Majesty's prophecy! In addition, Your Majesty also has a letter of state for you to the kings who are in alliance with the tribe..."

"Ah? Ali Jing? Book of the Kingdom?!..."

"Well, the Lord God witnessed! Then you will know!"

The exploration captain Zuvaro narrowed his eyes and was surprised and confused after seeing it. Watanabe Masumi, who was familiar with words, looked around again. A large ship captive who was cooking in a fire made a decision in his heart!

"Blood oath...return!...the glory of the Lord God will shine on them!"

As long as he brings this group of people back to the port in the south, he will immediately hold a blood oath to convert them to the Lord God! No matter what they believed in before, since they were captured by the kingdom, they must convert to their faith! Otherwise, there will naturally be a terrifying end, waiting for them...

"Blessed by the Lord God! It's time to eat... Bald man, what are you eating in your camp? What are the grains in bags and vegetables in the jar?"

"Well…"

Monk Soldier Watanabe Masumi touched his bald head, speechless for a while, lowered his head and wrote an answer.

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! "The staple food in the bag is all rice. Yellow grains are millet. White grains are rice... Rice is expensive and not much. In daily life, eat millet... Oh, and soybeans and peas for horses can also be eaten by people..."

"Hmm? Rice and millet? Rice... This is indeed the new crop mentioned by His Majesty!..."

The corner of the exploration captain Zuvaro's mouth raised and his face showed joy. This time, he made a decisive surprise attack, not only got four-legged horses, but also got new crops of rice, millet, soybeans and peas! As long as he was transported back to the port on the far north coast, these were real and rewards for being seen by His Majesty!…

However, since it is a new crop, you have to keep it as seeds and cannot be eaten at will. You have to preserve it well. Well, then let’s eat roasted venison tonight!…

"In addition, the jar is made of pickles, which are delicious. There are pickled big roots, and Korean sailors, and the kimchi that they are used to eating are delicious..."

"Ahhh! Delicious pickles, kimchi?..."

Hearing this, Zuvaro grinned and shook his head gently. Then, he stared at the handwriting on the snow and keenly captured a word.

"North Korea's sailor? Isn't it from Murata?"

"Uh... it's difficult to get a big ship. North Korean sailors come to get a boat repair and are all slaves to the temple..."

"Oh! That's it!..."

Zuvaro's eyes flashed and he nodded. It seemed that the Korean sailors who were carrying the ships were not in the same mind as these leaders of the country, no wonder they surrendered in a fight. In this case, the spread of the faith of the Lord God can start with these lower-level servants. Since they advocate gold, they can send a piece of gold amulet of the Lord God after the conversion ceremony and then tell them the doctrine of the Lord God!…

After thinking for a moment, Zuvaro had a rough idea of ​​preaching. Then, he stretched out his hand, fumbled in his arms for a while, took out a small bag of peppers and spices, and handed them to Watanabe Masumi's nose. Watanabe Masumi smelled it, smelling the strange fragrance that was indescribable, and the expression on his face suddenly changed!

"Buddha! Are these spices that are of good price? I have never smelled the smell of these spices before!..."

"This...is delicious!...I, eat this, sprinkle it on the roasted venison...you, eat pickles, drink vegetable soup...haha!"

Zuvaro raised his lips and wrote the last line of words on the snow. Then he stood up with a laugh and brought several warriors from the kingdom to work hard to celebrate the supper.
Chapter completed!