Guoyun: My system rests with the country

In the cave behind this waterfall, there is a winding and rugged path that spirals upward.

The native old man signaled Lin Dong to follow him.

The two followed the artificially dug road to the halfway up the waterfall.

The line of sight is excellent here, and the vast tiankeng can be seen at a glance.

The native old man babbled and pointed to the distance and said: "In the place where the sun rises and sets, there are two powerful tribes, one is the heart of God, and the other tribe is the body of God."

Seeing Lin Dong's puzzled face, the native old man drew the black-clothed monster he encountered in the underground pyramid with a few strokes of stones on the ground.

"These people you met belong to the God's Heart tribe, and they enshrine the God's heart."

Lin Dong clicked on the picture of the black-clothed monster, and said, "Yes, yes, at that time we found people from the God Heart tribe, and they were using living people to sacrifice."

The native old man nodded and said: "The blood sacrifice custom of the descendants of these priests has never been cut off. Whether it is the heart of the god or the body of the god, every time the moon turns round, they must use enough sacrifices to please the gods. Their hands Blood was stained on their faces, and the tragedy of the Mayan Empire is destined to happen to them."

"You mean that these two tribes have always maintained the custom of blood sacrifice? Then where do their sacrifices come from?"

This tiankeng is isolated from the outside world. If it is true as the old man said, the two tribes maintain the custom of blood sacrifice all the year round. According to this statement, the indigenous old man's tribe should have been extinct long ago.

Sure enough, as Lin Dong expected, the indigenous old man said: "In the past, there were many tribes like mine and tribes like me here, but the sacrificial tribe was blessed with divine power, and many of our people became sacrifices. If they didn't need us to reproduce, the entire tribe would have been exterminated long ago."

"However, decades ago, the priest tribe stopped attacking us because they had enough sacrifices."

"One day, many huge iron birds appeared in the sky. These iron birds made a huge roar, and then many people came out of the iron birds' stomachs"

Lin Dong was stunned. The iron bird mentioned by the old native obviously meant a modern helicopter.

"The iron bird spewed flames, and the earth burned wildly. The two sides fought extremely fiercely, but they quickly shook hands and made peace."

Those who come out of the iron birds will provide many sacrifices to the tribe of gods every time the moon waxes and wanes, and in return, these iron birds use iron nets to drag away a seal from the tribe of gods. Servant of God.

Lin Dong frowned. He didn't expect that in this isolated place, there would be worldly forces making deals with the descendants of Mayan priests.

On the first and fifteenth day of each month, the moon will be full twice. If a large number of people are used for blood sacrifices each time, how many people has this force sent to the tribe of gods over the years?
"What does God's servant look like?"

The native old man drew a few strokes on the ground with stones. If the five old men of Xia Kingdom were here, they would definitely exclaim, because the servant of the gods drawn by the old man is clearly the monster in Area 51 of Citi Country!

"The servant of the god looks like this, is the sun god also such an inhuman monster?"

Although the indigenous old man abandoned the evil custom of blood sacrifice, as a descendant of Maya, he was still full of awe of the sun god.

"No, the Sun God is the most handsome man in the world. He drives a flying chariot, and he can release flames and frost with every gesture. Everything in the world is driven by the Sun God. As long as He is willing, barren mountains can be turned into fertile soil, and forests will be transformed into fertile soil. Will be revived under His consciousness!"

Thinking that Wantong was still in a daze, Lin Dong pointed to the portrait and said, "I'm just looking for these people. One of my companions was caught by them and almost sacrificed, and now he's in a trance, like a walking dead. I have to wake him up. "

The native old man shook his head and said: "Those two tribes are descendants of the priests of the Mayan Empire. When they captured blood sacrifices, in order to prevent these priests from rebelling, they would use a kind of medicine. As long as these sacrifices took the medicine , will be slaughtered, there is no antidote for this medicine."

"What? There is no antidote!"

"Yes, this drug is made from living human hearts and dozens of jungle poisons. It is very powerful."

"Moreover, the object of use is the sacrifice of the blood sacrifice. The flesh and soul belong to the Sun God. Why would such things as antidote be left behind?"

"Then what about my companion? Is he unable to wake up for the rest of his life?"

The native old man hesitated to speak, and finally said: "In the priesthood of the Mayan Empire, it has been said since ancient times that summoning the projection of the sun god can purify this medicine."

"Then how can I summon the sun god's projection?"

The native old man looked into the distance through the cliff and murmured, "I don't know anymore. After all, I'm just a Mayan priest in self-exile."

Lin Dong got enough information from the native old man, and also got the location and address of the priest's tribe, so he called Wang Ziqian to go back.

Unexpectedly, Wang Ziqian was extremely popular here, dozens of indigenous women surrounded him, entangled him with all hands and feet, and his wild body was tightly attached to Wang Ziqian.

Others cheered and cheered, hoping that the envoy of God would leave something for the tribe.

"Tsk tsk, Ziqian, may I give you half an hour?"

"No, boss, I swear to the death!"

Just when the two were about to leave with Yu Jian, the old native man called Lin Dong to stop.

He pushed a burly boy out and said, "Tiger Claw is the bravest warrior in our tribe. He told me just now that he wants to follow you."

Lin Dong took a look at the soldier. He was holding a bow and a spear. He was well-proportioned and strong, and he had a strong aura at a glance.On the bare arm, three stripes are drawn with bright red cinnabar, representing the warrior named Tiger Claw, who killed three fierce beasts alone.

Such a warrior Lin Dong is naturally very satisfied, but he still has doubts in his heart, and said to the old man: "But we are going to the tribe of the gods, and we may conflict with them. We are both descendants of the Mayans, and Tiger Claw is really willing." Follow me, fight with me?"

The old man smiled miserably: "Tiger Claw's father was captured by the tribe of gods and used as a sacrifice. If I hadn't stopped him, this tiger would have gone to seek revenge on him."

Lin Dong looked at the old man's face, and asked, "Tiger Claw and you are very close, right?"

"Yes, his father, and my son."

"Then why do you want your grandson to follow me? You know, if I leave you, I will never come back."

After a brief silence, the old man said: "As a descendant of a Mayan priest, I feel the breath of the sun god from you."