A little later, Clark flew out of the hotel and went around the top of the Great Pyramid. He found that most of the tourists had dispersed, so the group left the hotel.
"Why do we have to be sneaky?" Schiller turned the steering wheel and said with some dissatisfaction: "We can even call Quetzalcoatl out directly, but we have to sneak into the temple like a thief."
"Because tourism is a very important income." Martin looked at the materials of the ceremony and said: "Although everyone who entered the Great Pyramid was praising the glory of ancient Mexican civilization, there were also many people who were sincerely praying for the blessing of Quetzalcoatl.
, but if you really call him out, the tourists will be scared to death."
"Ye Gong loves dragons." Schiller thought for a long time but couldn't think of a suitable English translation for this word, so he simply spoke in Chinese.
"Actually, Quetzalcoatl is not ugly. When I summoned it before, I took a hazy look. It is much more beautiful than the ancestor gods. But considering that many people are afraid of snakes, we should still be cautious."
The car quickly arrived near the Great Pyramid, but after all, it was night and the scenic spot was closed, so they had to stop the car out of sight of the security guards and sneak in on foot.
Martin was already better at walking during the day. He deliberately made some noise in the open space opposite, lit a will-o'-the-wisp with a charm, and successfully attracted the attention of the security guard, and several people took the opportunity to sneak over.
The Great Pyramid at night is completely different from that during the day. Instead of the solemn and majestic feeling, it is a bit eerie and scary.
Martin found a good location and began to place the relic items. He said: "It's best not to have too much hope. The Aztec god system in your universe is in very bad shape. It is very likely that it has completely cut off contact with the outside world.
."
"Why is this happening?" Schiller asked.
"There may be many reasons. The first is the weakening of faith." Martin paused and then explained: "Natural gods are not the same as natural gods. Natural gods themselves are imagined by humans. In other words, they are man-made gods.
God did not create man."
"These gods imagined by humans require human belief. If humans do not believe in them, their power will gradually weaken. If humans forget them, they will disappear."
"There is another possibility that although people have not forgotten them, the way to perform correct sacrifices has been cut off for some reasons. No one knows how to contact these gods in the correct way, so although they still believe in them, the two
But they couldn't communicate, and over time, they didn't know how to respond."
Schiller nodded, indicating that he understood. Martin placed a large circle of various sacrificial items in the empty hall. Schiller took a brief look and found a lot of corn, fur, and feathers.
The only thing that puzzled Schiller was that when Martin got out of the car, he was holding a large bucket of water. At this time, he was holding the bucket while walking, chanting incantations, and splashing water with his hands.
Schiller had seen many sacrificial rituals, but this one seemed too primitive and simple. While reciting the incantation, Martin still had time to explain. He said: "The Quetzalcoatl comes with the rain. There has been no movement in the past few days since we came."
When it rains, I asked for this water from a family before, and they collected it on rainy days and prepared it for watering the flowers."
"The sacrificial ceremony is not difficult to say. It is just to find some things that the original gods like, or things related to their clergy, and chant incantations to open the passage, so that they can feel the breath of these things.
Come."
"It's a pity that Quetzalcoatl doesn't like live sacrifices, otherwise the smell of slaughtered livestock would be the strongest and could easily trigger a response."
Schiller looked towards the ground and found that not only the corn was dried, but even the ears of rice looked like they had been dried for a long time. Don't you like that living sacrifices have reached such a strict level? Even plants have to be dried.
Is it dead?
"I have contacted Quetzalcoatl before, and I believe he is ready." Martin said: "When he comes over later, you should be able to talk to him directly. I guess he is better than the ancestor I know.
God is much easier to talk to.”
Soon, a feather placed in the middle of the altar floated gently. Schiller and Clark both stood on the edge of the altar, looking up at the feather that was flying higher and higher.
The feathers exuded a hazy brilliance, as if they were becoming part of something huge. Schiller did not see the face of Quetzalcoatl, only an extremely thick snake body.
An undisguised "Wow" came from Schiller's tower of thought.
Schiller looked into the tower of thought and saw that Jormungandr's neck was stretched so long. If not for many Schillers pulling his tail, he would have jumped out of the palace of thought.
"Okay!" Jörmungandr grinned and said, "You can find such a beautiful woman?!"
"Beauty???" Schiller repeated the word in surprise.
Martin didn't know, so he looked at Schiller and said: "Beauty? Quetzalcoatl is not a beauty. He has no gender. Most of the Aztec gods have no gender, because their main god is the two-faced god."
"And in Aztec belief, Quetzalcoatl is also the sun god, or mainly the sun god, and the patron saint of craftsmen and soldiers."
While he was speaking, the huge snake body began to swim in mid-air. Although it almost occupied the entire top of the magnificent tower, its swimming posture was not clumsy at all. Countless radiant scales formed a rippling line.
of the galaxy.
Schiller somewhat understood Jormungandr.
Schiller could see that Quetzalcoatl was turning around, and soon a pair of huge wings appeared in everyone's eyes, but to Schiller's expectation, the huge head that appeared next did not look like a snake head at all... This was not
Dragon???
Schiller was really a little surprised. He stared at the huge head that was slowly underground and said a word in Chinese, "Dragon???"
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The huge eyes opened, with astonishment no less than Schiller's, and the huge head slowly came closer.
"Who are you?"
Chinese with correct characters and round accent.
Schiller was a little confused. He looked at Martin, who also looked confused because he couldn't understand Chinese.
Schiller instinctively stretched out his hand, and a dragon's whisker slipped from his hand. Quetzalcoatl seemed to have just remembered something. All the dragon's whiskers gradually faded away, and the dragon's face that Schiller felt familiar also became
More and more beautiful and dangerous.
Soon the characteristics of the dragon completely disappeared, leaving only the snake face that Schiller had originally expected, which was more in line with the eerie and mysterious atmosphere of the Great Pyramid at this time than the solemn dragon head.
"What's the purpose of summoning me?"
Schiller could tell that he was speaking Indian, but Schiller couldn't understand Indian either. Martin immediately came over and started talking a lot in Indian with a Spanish accent.
But after a while, Quetzalcoatl began to speak Chinese again. He looked at Schiller and said: "Tell this kid to stop talking. I don't know where he learned Indian language, but he learned it very poorly."
, I don’t understand what he is saying.”
"He told you to stop talking," Schiller told Martin in English: "He spoke your Indian very badly."
Martin looked hurt.
"I don't understand." Schiller looked at Quetzalcoatl and communicated with him in Chinese: "Why are you a dragon?"
"Why can't I be a dragon? Have you read "The Classic of Mountains and Seas"?"
Schiller was completely stunned.
"The Classic of Mountains and Seas: The Northern Classic of the Great Wilderness" says: In the northeast corner of the Great Wilderness, there is a mountain named Ji Li Tu Mound. Yinglong is at the South Pole. He killed Chiyou and Kuafu and could not come back up. Therefore, there were droughts in the lower part, and the drought was called Yinglong's.
If it looks like this, it will rain heavily."
When this standard Chinese ancient text echoed in the Great Pyramid, Schiller felt that his CPU was a little burned.
"So you are Yinglong??"
"Of course."
"Then what's your relationship with Quetzalcoatl?"
"It's all me." Quetzalcoatl replied: "I am the Yellow Dragon Giant God. I once gave the Heluo Book of the Heavenly World to the ancestor Fuxi. Later, I helped the Yellow Emperor defeat Chi You, opened the Dragon Gate and carried the Yellow Emperor to heaven."
Schiller suddenly realized that Martin had just said that Quetzalcoatl was born from feathers, and in ancient Chinese myths and legends, Yinglong was the first rain god and thunder god, able to move clouds and spread rain, and to regulate the weather.
It is also recorded in the "Book of Mountains and Seas" that the reason why the south wind makes it rainy is because when Yinglong went south after defeating Chi You, there was loud thunder and heavy rain along the way.
And whether it is Quetzalcoatl in Mayan mythology or Yinglong in ancient Chinese mythology, the specific descriptions of its appearance are exactly the same, they are both giant snakes with wings.
Different from the dragon with antlers that the Chinese later recognized, Yinglong is more like a snake with wings, or the wings are the most important. Yinglong is the ancestor of dragon and phoenix, so it has the characteristics of a dragon.
It also has the characteristics of a phoenix, which is significantly different from the later dragons and glass dragons.
But the problem is that China and Mexico are thousands of miles apart. How can the gods of these two places be the same?
Schiller raised his question, and Yinglong sighed and said: "Back then, the battle between Huangdi and Chiyou was earth-shattering, and the sun and moon were dim. After Huangdi won, although the gate of heaven has been opened, he will be able to ascend to the world in a few days.
But I am grateful for the help of the common people, and the unity of heaven and earth, which enables me to move the clouds and spread rain, and benevolent to the vegetation and animals..."
Schiller gradually understood, and then he said: "You two got excited and went astray?"
"It's not too biased." Ying Long looked at him and said, "The main reason is that there was too much noise when the Tianmen opened."
"In short, the Xuanyuan family and I have been in heaven for thousands of years. Because the dragon clan's descendants are so prosperous, I rarely have sacrifices. But one day I suddenly heard someone calling me. When I went down to take a look, it was not the land I was familiar with.
."
Schiller completely understood, and he said: "You two made too much noise at that time, and the Mayans saw it. They thought you were the god in charge of wind and rain?"
"Not only were they seen it, but the rain at that time also fell on this land. It was a drought at that time, so the people here naturally respected me as a god."
"But what about the myths and legends? You have a father and three siblings?"
"That is also true. At that time, they regarded me as a god, and I enjoyed the sacrifices, which naturally brought me favors. However, I did not become a god because of their belief, so I did not need their sacrifices, so I chose to leave the sacrifices to the new ones.
The born god.”
"But later, this pantheon gradually weakened. In order to extend their lifespan, I began to accept animal sacrifices. One of them expressed dissatisfaction with me. We had a big fight, and I headed east to go home."
Schiller remembered the mythical story he had heard from Martin before. It turned out that when Quetzalcoatl was sad, he did not run home to find his father, but ran back to find the Yellow Emperor.
Schiller saw that Yinglong's expression was a little vague, so he knew that there must be something else going on. His curiosity prompted him to ask more questions, and it took Yinglong a long time to answer hesitantly.
"I'm too lazy to argue with them, but...but the gods here are indeed a bit too unrestrained..."
Ying Long was hesitant to speak, but finally he bit the bullet and said: "The way the person I was quarreling with took revenge on me was to have incest with our two common sisters. He felt that this would humiliate me... It's really insulting to politeness."
Seeing the colorful expressions on Ying Long's snake face, Schiller couldn't help laughing.
