Chapter One Thousand One Hundred and Seventeen: Juno Gold Mine Belt, the Lord God squats here...
"Bodhisattva, God, Lord God! This...here is the Golden Mountain? These...these are all gold mines?!"
The sparse vegetation cannot hide the undulating hills and islands. From time to time among the rugged rocks, touches of golden light flash through the heart. Under the streams around the port, there is a large golden shoal river bed. And at a glance
The golden sand and gravel that reaches no end are shining with sparkling golden light, blending with the sunlight reflected on the water, just like a golden river flowing!
At this moment, those touching gold and stones have restrained their power to confuse people, and only occasionally reveal the simplicity and simplicity of gold. They are quietly silent, sleeping from thousands of years ago until today, until they are recognized by ordinary people.
see…
"Gods and Buddhas! Lord God! Jin Shanshu, this...this place is your home!...Look! Look at the altar in front of us, the emblem of the Lord God carved in wood!...It...it is actually inserted into the several-hundred-pound...
On the golden sands!…”
In the simple port camp, there are dozens of small pointed shacks, dozens of tree branches and racks for drying fish, and a dozen excavated cave houses and cellars. In a camp made of wood and earth,
Only the altar of the main god in front of us was outlined with golden stones, just like a large open-air golden well.
However, at this time, there was a wood-carved emblem of the Lord God inserted in the center of the "well mouth", with the outline of the sun and the shape of a hummingbird. At first glance, this emblem seemed unremarkable and simple. However, as long as the eyes were slightly lowered,
Moving, I saw the base for inserting wood in the "well mouth"... The hearts of many captives started beating wildly: "Plop, pop": It turned out to be several hundred kilograms, finely chopped, and sifted.
, barefoot gold dust!
"Ah! Buddha! This... this... so much gold sand? Isn't it a few thousand taels?! Not to mention the Uyizaki family, even the Andong and Nanbu clans, which have tens of thousands of kilo, don't have this much gold!
…Lord God! How can you put so much gold in the altar like this? You’re not afraid of people stealing it?!…”
Seeing this golden mountains and rivers, seeing this golden altar in front of him, Funaki Murakami Jidong was a little lost, his knees were a little weak, and his feet could not move. There was desire on his face, and obsession in his eyes.
, couldn’t help but reach out...
"So much gold!...Such a huge gold mountain!...The gold mine that the master of the family asked me to look for...is actually thousands of miles away!..."
"Gods and Buddhas, the real gold mountain!... Gudu... If I can take this gold back... then the position of the head of the Longzao Temple family... Gudu... ah! Stop, watch, stop and watch!... But, this is a gold mountain!..."
The translator, Watanabe Masumi, swallowed hard and his eyes were filled with greedy golden light. He looked around for a long time, then bit his lip hard, managed to calm down, and looked around carefully.
Although the surrounding kingdom warriors and sailors were standing on a land full of gold mines, their faces showed a calm expression that they were accustomed to and did not regard gold as money. They looked at the absent-minded and murmuring captives of the West Sea, and some showed curiosity.
Some disdained to laugh. But when the kingdom priests beside the altar sang loudly, the warriors and sailors stood in unison, knelt down devoutly in front of the emblem of the main god, and praised the name of the main god.
"Praise our god Huitziloppo!... He guides our way forward, He calms the sea thousands of miles away, He protects our return!..."
"You must believe in my god Huitziloppo! ...His power is infinite, from the past to the future, controlling all existence until the end!"
"Ah! Praise the Lord God!... He can send enlightenment, guide the location of the Golden Mountain, and bestow gold wealth... That is the real Huitziloppo Buddha with boundless power!..."
At this moment, in the majestic Jinshan Mountain and Jinxi River, in front of the simple altar and emblem, more than a dozen captive craftsmen from the Republic of China and Korea finally knelt down on the ground from the bottom of their hearts, kowtow to the Lord God and pray!
"May the Lord God bless you and guide me...give it to me!...If your wish comes true, I will definitely give you...a golden Buddha statue!..."
When everyone finished their devout prayers, Mikey, the knowledgeable man, walked up to the Han and Korean prisoners with a smile. Then, he looked around at the dozen craftsmen of the Xihai tribe, and in the expectant eyes of everyone, he pointed to the ones next to him.
Jinxi pointed to the golden hills on the island and waved his hand generously!
"Witness the Lord God! We will be repairing in Shenjinxi Harbor for two days. And the promise I made to you before will be fulfilled today!..."
"The Lord God bless you! No matter how many gold stones you pan and dig from this golden island in these two days, they all belong to you!..."
"Go! Go! Just around this camp, dig gold for yourself!...Ahaha! This is the gift of the Lord God!..."
"Ah! Praise the Lord God! Praise Lord Mi, Priest!..."
Hearing such a promise, more than a dozen captives and craftsmen couldn't help but let out low cheers. Soon, blacksmith Ogu was the first to run towards Jinxi. Everyone looked at Mickey's gentle and unchanging smile, and
He also started running feverishly. As for the cautious translator Watanabe, he took one last look around the altar filled with gold sand, and then at the guarding warriors around him. Then he sighed softly and followed the crowd.
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"Witness the Lord God! Dear Chief Priest Mickey, these are the Xihai tribes that worship gold in His Majesty's Divine Enlightenment?..."
Beside the Jinshi altar, the young missionary priest Jinzhan touched his chin curiously and smiled playfully. He looked at these small and strangely dressed Xihai tribesmen, and looked at the greedy expressions on their faces.
What he couldn't understand was a special kind of enthusiasm and obsession with gold. It was as if the golden, common gold was some kind of magical and shocking divine object...
"Well, God bless you! Zuvalo arrived on the other side of the sea and captured a group of Xihai tribes who knew how to build ships and raise horses. He also brought back this ship of the God of Wind...Twenty-flowered marigold, don't leave.
Look down on them! Although they look a little strange, they are all master craftsmen who can build ships and sails, repair and forge iron, and farm and raise horses!…”
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Hearing this, Twenty-Flower Marigold was a little surprised, and the smile on his face became much more serious. His full name is actually Cempohualxochitl, which means "Twenty-Flower" in Nahua language.
”, that is, “marigold with twenty petals”.
Although later generations of "African marigold" and "French marigold" are very famous, the origin of marigold marigold (Marigold) is in the Americas, especially Central America controlled by the Mexican Federation.
Moreover, this flower, which has natural antibacterial and anti-inflammatory effects, has always had a distinguished status in the traditions and religions of various plateau tribes.
Being named after "Marigold" means that the priest Marigold in front of him is from a rare noble family in the line of seafaring priests. In fact, Zuvalo and Mickey appointed Marigold as the god of Jinxi Port.
The person in charge just values his background and will not be easily blinded by gold...
"Yes! Jinzhan, according to His Majesty's divine revelation, we have transported back the four-legged horses and kept them on the Great Whale Island in the west... As for the remaining captives, I will take them back to the south of the kingdom for shipbuilding as soon as possible.
Secretary, build a fore-sail ship for the kingdom! This kind of fore-sail ship is usually twice as fast as the kingdom’s long ship. But if the wind is completely favorable, it can even reach four times the speed of the long ship!…”
"Ah! Two to four times the speed? Such a fast ship!...Blessed by the Lord God! Praise the Lord God!..."
Hearing such news, Priest Jinzhan prayed with joy, and his eyes when looking at the Xihai tribes instantly softened a lot. He looked at the dozen captives who were already kneeling by the stream and started panning for gold, and pondered for a while.
He suggested with a smile.
"Chief Priest Mickey, since these Xihai tribes are so important... why not give them directly, how many kilograms of gold sand are given to each person? There is a lot of gold sand in the camp, why let them go to the trouble of digging for it?... This kind of gold mining is a labor of labor.
Hands. Even if there is gold sand everywhere here, in just two days, they will not be able to dig out a few taels of gold from the water... Not to mention the more labor-intensive gravel sifting for gold..."
"Haha! Priest Marigold, the feeling is very different between what I bought and what the kingdom gave me!... What I want is to plant the seeds of faith in the Lord God in their hearts, leaving a kingdom rich in gold.
Impression! As for how much gold they can pan out and mine, it doesn't matter..."
"Witness the Lord God! To put it bluntly, this is to let the turkeys taste their favorite berries and leave a thought in their hearts... Only then can the turkeys work hard..."
Speaking of this, Mikey, the knowledgeable man, laughed, and there was a cunning flavor of a fox in his smile. He looked leisurely, looking at the golden riverside, and at the people who were ecstatically panning for gold... After a while, he finally
He turned around, looked into Priest Jinzhan's eyes, and asked seriously.
"Priest Jinzhan, in the past year or so, your camp at Jinxi Port has clearly surveyed this gold mining belt? How big and deep is this golden mountain predicted by His Majesty, and how far does it extend?
go?…"
"Lord God, how big, deep and far are the gold mines in this area?... Priest Mickey, this is really a good question that is difficult to answer!..."
Hearing such a question, noble priest Jinzhan shook his head helplessly and replied with a wry smile.
"God bless you! Just in front of us, the gold mine on this island is estimated to have a radius of ten miles, ten miles! We found a canyon, and we could see traces of gold and stone all the way to the pothole at the bottom.
It’s at least thirty or forty meters deep... not to mention the Jinxi riverbed around the island, it’s impossible to dig deep..."
"Leaving this island and heading to the east and north coast... Within fifty miles around, we found at least seven or eight mines containing gold and stone. Although we didn't look at it carefully, the continuous mountains, rocks and hills, those exposed
The golden stone...the gold mine stored in it is absolutely no less!..."
"Actually, when I was in the kingdom, I also saw the gold mines in the two southern counties. But compared with the gold mountains here, it is as big as fire ants and bobcats. There is no comparison at all! ... Lord God witnesses! I can
I have never, ever seen such a huge and astonishing gold mining belt that stretches for dozens of miles!..."
"If gold is the filth of the gods, the residue of divinity...then the Juno Gold Mine Belt in His Majesty's Divine Revelation contains so much gold that it's almost like...like the Lord God is squatting here,
It’s like a manhole that’s been built for thousands of years!”
