Chapter 633 The Second Exploration of the Kingdom, the Sacred Object Has Spirits, and It Peeks Into Fate!

Deep in the market, the flow of people decreased slightly, but the prosperity increased a bit. Maya's sacred smoke rose in front of the wooden shed of the tobacco shop and floated in all directions. Several city-state nobles dressed in gorgeous clothes, smoking expensive cigarettes, chatting and laughing. Behind the nobles were several warriors, and a few steps away was the gathering crowd. They stretched their heads greedily like a group of snakes, sniffing the scattered smoke, and yearning appeared on their faces.

"Hmm, the sacred smoke of the corn people"

A dozen steps away, Puapu looked at the Maya's business shed, struggling and hesitant.

The kingdom strictly enforced the teachings, one of which was to prohibit warriors from smoking sacred smoke. According to the description of the priests, this smoke that communicates with the gods will burn the vitality of mortals, especially harmful to the lungs. Once inhaled too much, it will reduce the warriors' ability to run and fight!

Of course, the kingdom's more effective measures are to prohibit the private sale of sacred smoke and impose taxes to make the price of this consumable exceed the affordability of ordinary warriors.

"The price of the sacred cigarettes here seems to be much lower than that in the Kingdom and the Alliance!" Puapu saw it clearly. The noble just took out a lake gem and brought several bags of sacred cigarettes. This price is probably only one-fifth of the kingdom's! Mayan goods are much cheaper in this nearby port than in the kingdom two thousand miles away. And the lake gems have gradually become a more popular "currency" in the luxury trade due to their stable quality and huge number of inflows. Now, Puapu has a bag of hundreds of gems in his hand, and can even buy all the sacred cigarettes in the tobacco shop! "Sacred object. Sacred cigarettes" Puapu wore an eagle helmet, his mind was uncertain, and he turned around the tobacco shop. Two clusters of forked short feathers swayed on the helmet of the gray earth warrior, like a fat turkey walking around with its wings spread. A few steps away, an old man in his fifties, wearing a tribal witch doctor's feather clothes, sat cross-legged on the ground. In front of him, a roll of white cloth was spread out. On the white cloth, there were more than a dozen monkey skulls, eight or nine obsidian amulets, four or five ancient jade pendants, and three or two jars of strange herbs. In the middle of the white cloth, there was a black and purple pottery plate the size of a human head, simple and mysterious.

Occasionally, someone walked up to the old witch doctor and asked a few questions with his head down, but the old witch doctor did not answer, but just waved his hand. He sat on the ground, squinted his eyes, looked carefully at the swaying "fat turkey" for a while, and suddenly sang in the popular Nahua language.

"The eagle in the sky, flying from the west! The thunder on the sea, falling from the east! The road ahead is long and long, and my hometown is far away. Stern gods, will you let me go? Let me return to my hometown safely! "

"Hmm?"

Hearing the hoarse singing, Puapu stopped, listened to two sentences, and his face changed immediately. He immediately turned around and looked at the old man dressed as a witch doctor, his eyes flashing.

"Hey! What are you singing, old witch doctor?"

The old witch doctor ignored him, and didn't even raise his eyes to look at Puapu. He just shook his head, picked up the pottery plate on the white cloth, hugged it to his chest, and sang hoarsely again.

"Divine pottery plate, tell me the future of mortals! The fate of all mortals has long been written by the gods. In the west, there are high volcanoes; in the east, there are endless abysses; in the north, there are thunderous storms; in the south, there are green seas of trees! The gods stepped on the edge of the world, where can mortals go easily? Souls without guidance are destined to never return!"

"Huh? Never return."

Listening to the old witch doctor's singing, Puapu's expression suddenly changed, and he felt a little awed inexplicably. He walked forward, his eyes moved up and down, and soon noticed the pottery plate in the old witch doctor's arms.

The style of the pottery plate was extremely simple, and the edges were worn, as if it had been passed down for hundreds or thousands of years. On the front of the pottery plate, there was a sacred tree carved from top to bottom. The sacred tree was dyed green, with branches and twigs, dividing the pottery plate into three layers. The upper part of the pottery plate was engraved with various gods and dyed with the blue of the sky. In the middle of the pottery plate, an elliptical section was drawn with twelve directions. In the middle of the ellipse was a pyramid temple that merged with the tree trunk, dyed golden with gold powder. And in the lower part of the pottery plate, there were red volcanoes, yellow abysses, and black dark seas.

"Hmm"

Looking at such a mysterious and meaningless pattern, Puapu suddenly felt awe in his heart.

As if sensing Puapu's gaze, the old witch doctor glanced at him and put the pottery plate into his feather clothes. In the fleeting moment, the gray earth warrior with good eyesight vaguely saw that behind the pottery plate, there were dense symbols and divine patterns engraved, as well as a circle symbolizing the calendar.

"Huh? Engraved with calendar and astronomy. Could it be that this is the inherited pottery plate of the priests?"

Puapu's heart moved, and his thoughts fluctuated. He smiled and asked the old witch doctor with a smile.

"Respected old priest, can you lend me this pottery plate?"

"Ha! The sacred object has spirits and cannot be peeped at. The cruel fate has long been determined, and mortals can only accept it and cannot change it!"

The old witch doctor shook his head. He looked at Puapu for the first time with his old eyes and waved his hand lightly.

"Warrior from a foreign country, don't think about my sacred object. It's your luck to hear me sing a song. Let's go! Your fate is destined to be in the far east, in the abyss of the sea."

"Hiss! My fate is in the abyss of the sea?!"

Hearing this, Puapu's heart tightened suddenly. He pinched his fingers, bit his lips, and forced a smile.

"This old priest, do you know where I am going? What is my fate?"

"No, I don't know."

The old witch doctor looked leisurely and shook his head again.

"The gods have spirits and know their destiny. He just uses my mouth to speak. Foreign warrior, let's go! Fate cannot be forced."

"this"

Puap's eyelids twitched and he looked at the cold-looking old witch doctor. He thought for a moment, then took out a shining lake gem from his arms and placed it on the white cloth.

"This old priest, I would like to offer you a gem! Can you let me have a look at the object and give me some guidance?"

"The gods have spirits and their fate is destined. Take it, take it! Take the gem and don't bother me."

The old witch doctor closed his eyes and waved his hand again, without even looking at the gem.

"you!."

Puap gritted his teeth, reached into his arms again, took out five gems, and begged.

"Six is ​​the number of divinity, the gods of the four directions and the gods above and below. Dear old priest, I would like to offer six gems and implore the gods to speak and reveal my destiny!"

"Let's go, let's go!~"

No matter how much Puap begged, the old witch doctor just closed his eyes, hugged the pottery plate, and kept shaking his head.

After a while, the dust warrior Puap finally couldn't bear it anymore and shouted sharply.

"You old guy! You don't know what's good or bad!"

Hearing this, the old witch doctor finally opened his eyes, looked at the gray warrior lightly, and said calmly.

"Foreign warrior, you are destined to die, why force yourself?"

"Ah! Damn old thing!"

Puap's heart was shocked and his expression became serious. He strode forward, holding down the copper ax with one hand and grabbing the lapel of the old witch doctor's clothes with the other, glaring at him fiercely and threatening him.

"You know! Even in this busy city, if I want to kill you and steal this pottery plate, it will be easy!"

"Haha! Can the fate of a mortal be changed with the help of a copper ax in his hand?"

The old witch doctor looked calm and laughed.

"Even if you kill me, what can you do? Your fate will not change because of this. Gods have spirits. You will only offend the gods and die faster!"

"ah?!"

Puap's eyes were fierce and he stared at the old witch doctor fiercely. The old witch doctor looked calm, as if he didn't care about life and death. The two stared at each other for a moment, until they caught the attention of the city warriors, who were about to step forward to check.

"You, foreign warrior, what are you doing? No fighting in the city! No rudeness to the witch doctor!"

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Seeing the city-state warriors around them taking out their war sticks and shouting as they were about to gather around, Puap suddenly softened and fell to his knees with a "pop". Then, under everyone's surprised gazes, he hugged the old witch doctor's waist, pressed his face against the pottery plate on the other's chest, and begged in pain.

"Ah! Respect the old priest, please give me guidance on my destiny! I am willing to offer my sincere tribute, twelve gems!"

"Well!."

The old witch doctor was hugged by the strong gray earth warrior, and the corner of his mouth twitched. He tried to struggle, but the other party held him tightly and couldn't break free at all. After a few breaths, he finally sighed helplessly and spoke.

"Hey! Okay then. Just let go of your hand, and I'll beg the god to show you your destiny!"

"Good! Good! Dear old priest, I praise you!"

Puap nodded repeatedly, stretched out his hand excitedly, took out six more gems from his arms, and placed them on the white cloth. Seeing such a wealthy foreign warrior, the warriors from the nearby city-states all had their eyelids twitching and their expressions moved.

The old witch doctor held the pottery plate and looked at the crowd around him. He nodded slightly and said with a smile.

"I would like to implore the gods to give this unknown foreign warrior a look at the cursed fate! The gods pay attention, and the fates of mortals will interfere with each other and may spread disasters. I also ask all warriors to spread out a little to avoid affected."

Hearing this, the expressions of everyone around changed. They quickly took two steps back, looked at the unknown gray earth warrior with disgust, and left in a hurry.

"What?. My destiny is cursed?"

Hearing this, Puap's face turned blue, and he sat down carefully on the ground according to the old witch doctor's instructions. Then, he stretched out his hands and pressed them on the center of the pottery plate that he took out again. His heart thumped, thumped, and beat hard.

The old witch doctor held both sides of the pottery plate, closed his eyes silently, and sensed it for a while. After a moment, he suddenly realized it and let out a long sigh.

"I see!"

"Dear old priest, how is it?"

"You have the curse of the condor on your body! It was the noble descendant of the condor who used up all his divinity and life before death to mark your destiny with deep-seated hatred!"

"ah!"

Puap's hands trembled, his body shook violently, and he fell to the ground. The secret deep in his heart was revealed in this way, causing him to feel panic and confusion from the bottom of his heart. After a moment, he suddenly fell to the ground and kowtowed twice.

"Old prophet, please save me!"