Aztec Eternals

Latest website: "Everyone, work harder, adjust the sails, and take advantage of the wind!... The priest in the sky said, if we go faster, when we reach the port behind, we will be rewarded with gold!... Praise the gods and Buddhas, that is Real gold and silver! You have worked so hard for more than ten years, but you are still not worth the reward from the master, which is a piece of pure gold weighing one kilogram!..."

"Hey! The wind has changed again, blowing from the Kun position to the Gen position?... It's really strange! While sailing eastward, the wind on the sea changes here and there, first blowing from the Xun position (southeast) to the Qian position (northwest), Then it blew from the Meridian position (due south) to the Zi position (due north), and now it blows from the Kun position (southwest) to the Gen position (northeast)..."

The White Sea is vast in the south, and the glaciers are endless in the north. On this sea far away from the coast, there is only one sea ship with sails, sailing through the Alaskan waters that have been silent and desolate for tens of millions of years.

On the deck of the bow, sailmaker Pu Shunfan was holding a round plate in both hands. His eyes widened, and he looked at the disc in his hand for a while, and then stared at the "Xianfeng Flag" on the bow of the ship, which was a tie. This tie weighs only five taels and can rotate to indicate the direction of the wind, so it is also called the "five taels".

"Lord God! The wind is changing all the way, it's really strange!... It's like... it's like... it's like Uncle Feng has thrown a wind top, and it's been spinning and blowing along the sea in the south!... "

Pu Shunfan touched the bun on his head, opened his eyes wide, and looked towards the sea due south, looking at the end of the sea and sky. With so many years of sailing experience, he could vaguely detect something on the southern sea from the unpredictable wind direction. It's like there is an ancient dragon king who is calling the wind and rain on the southern sea, affecting the changes of the sea wind thousands of miles away!

"Oh my God! What exactly is there in the southern sea? In this mysterious and endless East China Sea, in addition to the fairy islands on the sea like Penglai, will there be other fairy islands inhabited by ancient gods and Buddhas?..."

Pu Shunfan's eyes were deep and he stared blankly for a long time. Many gods appeared in his mind, including ancient Korean witch gods, Confucian gods and Buddhist gods and Buddhas from the upper countries.

It's a pity that his eyes can only see the sea several miles away at this moment, but he can't cross the seven or eight thousand miles of ocean to see the "Sheltered Bay" and "Honolulu" due south, and see that An archipelago where Polynesian tribes have lived for generations.

The Hawaiian high pressure hanging high on that archipelago is the source of all North Pacific wind directions. The eye of the wind that is surrounded clockwise by eight thousand miles of wind is a "god" who truly controls the east Pacific sea breeze! …

"Suddenly I heard that there was a fairy mountain on the sea, and the mountain was ethereal..."

On the other side, translator Watanabe heard the sailmaker's words, and his expression was slightly moved. He stood beside the high ship's side, looking at the vast and unknown sea, and couldn't help but recite Kazuto's favorite poem by Bai Juyi.

In the hearts of East Asians in this era, the endless East China Sea is not only mysterious and unknown, but also entrusted with too much ambiguity and imagination, and countless myths and fairy tales circulated. Although one of them was born in North Korea and the other in Korea, they both grew up in the Chinese cultural circle in East Asia and listened to these similar and legendary stories. But they never thought that one day they would be able to go deep into the endless East China Sea, meet some Jiao Man who possesses gold, and be carried away to the Jiao Man country thousands of miles away...

"O Buddha! There are tears in the moonlight pearls in the sea, and there are sharks outside the South China Sea... Pearls, sharks?... Gold, glue people?..."

"O Lord God! They are also thousands of miles away, and they are also precious treasures... Could it be that these Jiaomen who row boats in the East China Sea have some connection with the legendary sharks in the East China Sea? And for such a connection, they came to the sea now Wanli, determined to find..."

Watanabe Masumi held the golden amulet around his neck, looked at the hummingbird pattern engraved on the amulet, and began to think wildly again. This kind of long voyage is the most draining of one's spirit, and it also makes imaginative thoughts bubble up like an unstoppable spring.

However, all he saw along the way was a deserted and desolate coast, with towering icebergs and continuous glaciers on the coast. And the largest settlements he saw were small villages with three to four hundred people. They couldn't even be called ports. They could only be described as tribal camps on the seaside.

He carefully asked Priest Mickey, but from the other party's mouth, he heard that these port camps were all newly established by the Jiaoman fleet in the more than two years since they came to the west. And with the support of twenty longships, one longship was able to cross thousands of miles and find the Kyushu continent predicted by the "Huangquanjin Great Divine Witch"...

"O gods and Buddhas! The Jiao people's long ships can use expensive cotton to make the entire sail. They are as good at weaving as the legendary sharks!... They have so much gold, cotton and spices, as well as strange spicy peppers. …But I don’t know what a real Jiaoren town looks like, rich and prosperous?”

"God bless you! Translator Watanabe, you and Pu Fanjiang are standing together, looking at the south. What are you thinking about?..."

"Ah? Master Priest Mi! ... Salute you! ... Praise the Great God of Go Carrot!"

Watanabe Masumi's eyes wandered, and he imagined for a long time, until he heard a familiar voice, he suddenly came back to his senses. He quickly lowered his head, pulled Pu Fanjiang along with him, saluted the knowledgeable Mickey, and praised the name of the Lord God. Then, he stuttered a little, pointed to the disc in Pu Fanjiang's hand, and answered cautiously.

"Master Priest! We...we are there...looking at the wind direction!...Look at this wind...it has changed again and is blowing to the northeast!..."

"Yes, yes!...Sir! The wind direction has changed again, but a good thing, a great thing!...The ship is heading east, and the wind is blowing to the northeast. As long as you adjust the sails a little, you can borrow more wind...The ship can move Faster, half as fast as before, almost as fast as a tailwind!…”

Sailmaker Pu Shunfan nodded repeatedly, pointed to the Xiangfeng flag on the bow of the ship, and then pointed to the disc in his hand. He looked happy and gestured in the northeast direction, as if he had seen the golden mountain that Mickey had promised.

"Hey! This flag-like tie is originally used to indicate the direction of the wind? Tsk! This is really... an exquisite magic weapon!..."

Mikey, the knowledgeable man, looked at the rotating Xiangfeng flag curiously and sighed. Then, he opened his eyes in confusion and looked at the disc in Park Shunfan's hand. At first glance, there are two circles on the disk, an inner one and an inner one, with strange patterns and symbols carved on it, like a magical weapon inherited by some tribe.

In the outer circle of the disk, twenty-four long grids are drawn with lines. Those grids are densely packed with twenty-four square words. Some of those words were familiar to Mickey, but some he had never seen before. In the inner circle of the disk, there is a pointed pointer, which rotates with the movement of the person and always points to a fixed direction. And when Mickey looked carefully, he saw a neat word "noon" engraved on the grid corresponding to that direction!

"Huh? Twenty-four characters? Zigui Chougen, Yinjia Maoyi, Chen Xunsi Bing, Wu Ding Weikun, Shen Geng Youxin, Xu Qian Hairen... Pu Fanjiang, UU Kanshu www.uukaｎshu.com What is this? …”

"Ah? Sir? What is this, you ask? This is... uh... that... the twelve earthly branches, the eight heavenly stems, and the four corners of the Bagua!..."

After hearing the priest's question, Pu Shunfan thought for a long time before answering the origin of the twenty-four square characters. And after looking at Mickey's reaction and listening to Watanabe's translation, he suddenly understood.

"Sir! What is this, you ask?... This... of course this is... a water compass with twenty-four directions! It's a compass!..."

"O Lord God! You have sailed so far on the sea and you haven't even seen a compass?..."

"What! You have sailed thousands of miles, and you don't even have a compass?!... Oh my God! Bodhisattva! Then what do your clinging tribes rely on to find their position on the sea?!"

Ah, I sincerely thank the leader "Xiao Kula" for the reward! Well, the author has encountered some things recently and I owe a lot of updates. I'm really sorry. Orz will at least follow the standard of one chapter a day and work hard to make up for it. Thank you for your support and understanding!