Chapter 632: The Second National Exploration, the Rebellion of the Old Militia
"Hey! It's really evil!..."
The market was bustling with activity and the sun was shining warmly. During the day, Rat sat cross-legged on the ground and stared blankly at Priest Thomas walking away before coming back to his senses. He shivered violently, and cold sweat broke out from his back.
"No! I'm a stone rat, not a day rat... What happened to me just now? It must be the priest's spell!"
Stone Rat frowned, his face changing from blue to red. Then he stretched out his hand and took out three gems from his arms. He looked at them greedily for a while and smiled from ear to ear.
"Haha, three gems! Praise the Lord God! She gave me gems!...Uh?!"
Shi Shu prayed casually and quickly came to his senses. His face turned blue again, and he covered his mouth in fear.
"Hmm... That Lord Carrot God isn't really looking at me, is he? Otherwise, I... I'll just call him Sun Rat!... It's worth exchanging one name for three gems!"
The day rat murmured, his mind was in great confusion. He inexplicably remembered what Priest Thomas had said, and his mind was shaken.
"Will the Lord God grant me light? No matter what my background is, no matter what bad things I have done? As long as I convert to the right path... Damn it, damn it, what an evil priest!"
After a while, the day rat made a "pop" sound and slapped himself hard, knocking out the spell left by the priest just now. Then, he looked around for a while, and when no one was paying attention around him, he suddenly
In his arms, he once again took out an exquisite and simple stone mirror!
This exquisite stone mirror is the same as the previous one, with divine patterns engraved in the center, penetrating cinnabar red on the edges, and engraved gold patterns on the surface. Under the sun, the exquisite stone mirror sparkles slightly, and you can tell its origin at a glance.
Extraordinary and precious in value!
Day Rat quietly placed the exquisite stone mirror in the corner of a large pile of ancient mirrors. After thinking about it, he covered half of it with other ancient mirrors, leaving only a vermilion and gilded corner exposed. Then, with a smile on his face,
The eyes are rolling, waiting for the next big fish to "know the goods".
"When this side is sold out... I have to go find that mysterious corn man and make a few more dug-out ancient mirrors... After all, without a little red, without a little gold plating, without some divine patterns engraved,
How can we show the divinity and preciousness of ancient objects?..."
The day rat's thoughts were spinning and his thoughts were drifting away. He looked around again and saw that Maya's bald head, who was standing next to him just now, was also far away now.
"At first glance, the man was also a rich man. He also brought an old servant with a spear and two male servants to carry things. The corn merchants have always been smarter and are not as easy to deceive as the plateau merchants... God bless you
!”
There was a bustling crowd, and vendors were selling their goods. Mayan merchant Tikalo, wearing a blue robe, walked into the market casually. Chihuaco, an old militiaman, walked beside him with a spear on his back. Behind him, there were two oil draggers.
Bottle, young apprentice Dark Snake, and young sailor Didi.
"...This old guy..."
With the corner of his eye, Tikalo glanced at the old militiamen who were following him intentionally or unintentionally. He really felt his tooth hurt. He pondered for a moment, then walked towards another busy area of the market with a faint smile. Chiwa
Sure enough, Ke turned around and followed him clearly.
This busy area seems to be a place dedicated to selling antiques. Hundreds of vendors are sitting on the ground, selling ancient "gods" obtained from various ruins. The apprentice Dark Snake didn't walk a few steps when he heard a sound
The hawking in Nahua language is similar to the accent of the Tlaxcalans.
"Sell sacred objects, sell sacred objects! The sacred sculptures of the first ancient city! The small sculptures of warriors can make you a powerful warrior, and the small sculptures of priests can help you gain enlightenment from priests..."
A middle-aged vendor's eyes suddenly lit up as he looked at the people walking by. He shouted loudly, looked at the dark snake, and offered to sell.
"Does this young priest apprentice want to buy a priest statue? Hundreds of years ago, a distinguished tribal priest leader obtained it from the first ancient city and carried it with him for fifty years! When he was about to die, he
I poured all my life's knowledge and mana into the sculpture, waiting for the next successor..."
Upon hearing the greeting, the apprentice Dark Snake stopped. He glanced at the small statue of the priest, and then looked away. Then, his eyes rested on a warrior sculpture carved from black rock. The warrior was holding a bow and arrow.
, surrounded by a black snake at his feet, with a simple and solemn expression, his body was also plated with gold powder, flashing with the brilliance of respect.
"Samurai...black snake...god descendant?..."
Seeing this exquisite warrior sculpture, the apprentice Dark Snake could no longer take his eyes away. Deep nostalgia appeared on his face, and there was inexplicable sadness in the nostalgia. He just stood there in a daze, looking at the warrior sculpture.
, eyes showing longing.
"How much is it?"
Seeing the expression on his apprentice Dark Snake's face, the middle-aged vendor's expression perked up and his smile became more kind.
"Oh! This, this warrior sculpture, is the most powerful warrior of the coastal tribe a hundred years ago, that... black snake warrior's portable sculpture! He has carried it with him for forty years and participated in four
One hundred battles. This sculpture has gained the experience of four hundred battles."
"As long as you wear it, you can continue to absorb the combat experience of the Black Snake Warrior, gain his courage and divinity, and eventually become a powerful and fearless warrior! ...By the way, what do you exchange for it?"
"I have... a gem."
Dark Snake pursed his lips, carefully took out a gem from his arms. This was given to him by the old militiamen when he landed, and it was all his wealth. Then, he asked curiously.
"Does the coastal tribe also have a great warrior named Black Snake?"
"Oh
...It’s a gem!”
The middle-aged street vendor's eyes flashed. He looked at the dark snake carefully and said with a smile.
"Of course! The Great Black Snake Warrior is a famous seaside warrior. He even defeated the most outstanding Eagle Warrior of the Aztecs! As long as you have this statue, you can defeat the powerful Eagle Warrior.
Be strong!..."
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Hearing this, Dark Snake's eyes suddenly lit up, and Didi next to him also looked yearning. Dark Snake stretched out his hand eagerly, handed the gem to the middle-aged vendor, and begged.
"Then, let's change!"
"Ha ha!"
The middle-aged vendor grinned and was sure of it. He picked up the gem the size of a quail egg, weighed it, and shook his head with a smile.
"No! Such a divine object is worth five gems!"
"Ah? I only have one gem. Can you... make it cheaper?"
"No way!"
No matter what Dark Snake said, the middle-aged vendor just shook his head, sure. However, seeing that the other party really had no money, he reminded him with a smile.
"Little priest, when you come, are you alone?"
"..."
Dark Snake pursed his lips and gritted his teeth. After a moment, he carefully took two steps and tugged on the clothes of Chihuaco, the old militiaman. The old militiaman always cast his eyes in the direction of the Mayan businessman, paying attention to his every move.
.
"Huh? Dark snake?"
"Dad Qi... I want that..."
After a while, Chihuaco, who was dressed as a militiaman, frowned, looked at the small gilded stones on the ground, then looked at the middle-aged vendor who was facing a formidable enemy, and asked in a deep voice.
"That's it, five gems?"
"...This is the sacred object of the First Ancient City, the statue of the God of War carried by the Black Snake Warrior. It has powerful divinity!"
The middle-aged street vendor looked at the plainly dressed old militiaman across from him, straightened his back, and prepared for a big fight.
"Ha! You guy, you are selling cloth without a ruler, you are blindly touching the turkey, and you are talking nonsense!"
Chihuaco straightened his body, stared down at the middle-aged vendor sitting on the ground, and scolded him sternly.
"What's the point of making a doll?... What is divinity or not? It all depends on your mouth. What is the god of war but not the god of war? You are not afraid of being struck to death by thunder!... This is just a stone sculpture, plated
You can find a handful of gold dust or even a gem, who else are you trying to trick?"
"...You're just fooling people...you're talking nonsense!...This must be a divine object!"
The middle-aged street vendor was sweating on his forehead. The person opposite him was an understanding person, and his voice was loud. As he watched, people gradually gathered to watch the excitement... The middle-aged street vendor said in a low voice.
"...at most, I will give you one gem. I will sell you four gems..."
"Four? I picked up a sculpture from somewhere, found a craftsman, plated it with some gold powder, and carved a snake, so I can pass it off as a divine object?... I can give you four gems for such a divine object.
You make ten!”
"Well..."
The middle-aged vendor was sweating profusely. Could this be a colleague from somewhere who came here to cause trouble? He gritted his teeth, looked at the growing crowd, and whispered.
"Gods are in heaven, friends are on earth, fate will not block all roads! This friend... stop shouting, I will sell you three gems!..."
The two were arguing. The corner of Ti Carlo's mouth curled up and he immediately quickened his pace. His steps were leisurely and his movements looked slow. In just a moment, he would disappear at the edge of this busy area.
"Um?"
If Chihuaco felt something, he looked in the direction of the bald Mayan businessman and immediately frowned.
"I won't buy it! Let's go!"
After saying that, he would pull the eager-eyed Dark Snake and the obedient Didi to chase the Mayan merchant.
"Hey, hey! This friend! I will sell you two gems, only two!"
The middle-aged street vendor stood up and shouted after him. However, Chihuaco kept walking and walked away quickly. Seeing that there was no hope, the middle-aged street vendor cursed angrily.
"You stingy old guy! Your son wants it so much, but you're not even willing to pay for half a sunflower seed! Ha! It's really unlucky to be your son!..."
"..."
Hearing this sentence, Chihuaco suddenly stopped, lowered his eyes, and paused on the spot. After a few breaths, he expressionlessly took off the bronze spear from his back and walked towards the middle-aged vendor. Under the vigilant and fearful gaze of the other vendor,
The old militiaman threw down two gems. Then, he leaned over and picked up the exquisite small sculpture of the Black Snake Warrior, and handed it to the expectant hands of the Dark Snake.
"Get yours!"
"Ah! Thank you, dad."
Dark Snake held the sculpture, looked at the warrior's face on it, stroked the black snake pattern, and was very happy.
Then, Chihuaco leaned down again, picked up a small sculpture of an ordinary warrior, and handed it to Didi, who followed behind with an envious look on his face.
"this is yours."
"Ah? This...captain.I..."
"Get it!"
Didi was at a loss, but still stretched out his hands, holding a small statue of an ordinary warrior, as if he were holding a treasure he had never seen before. The emblem of the Lord God on his forehead reflected the light of the sun, and seemed to bring warmth again.
"Huh? This... friend, you haven't paid for this sculpture yet!"
"This is a pretext! If you say one more thing, I'll kill you!"
Chihuaco turned his head, the corners of his wrinkled eyes raised, with a ruthless look on his face that rarely appeared. His eyes were deep and cold, and he stared at the silent merchant for a while, then led two young men who longed to become warriors.
Walk away.
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