Fenglin Tianxia – Queen with a Thousand Pets

Ling Qingyu pointed to a pile of branches, winked at Yan San, and then shouted: Come on fire.

Yan San flicked his fingers, and a small spark bounced onto the branch, causing a small fire to pop up. The wind from Yan San's palm swept again, and the fire became bigger.

The pile of branches was far away from the crowd, and the four of them couldn't see Yan San's small movements. Seeing such a miracle, they hurriedly kowtowed to Ling Qingyu and called the Sun Goddess.

It turns out that my brother came to impart knowledge to you, now I will bring something better. Ling Qingyu smiled, then took a porcelain bowl and placed it in front of the four people.

When they saw the porcelain bowl in front of them, it was as white as jade, exquisite and beautiful. The four of them all exclaimed and made a squeaking sound when they touched it in their hands.

The Incas had no writing at this time. Ling Qingyu searched his brain and remembered the Inca pronunciation of Cerro Rico Mountain, so he repeated the pronunciation to the four people, which meant that he wanted to go there.

The four of them listened a few times before nodding, pointing forward and speaking loudly.

Ling Qingyu guessed that he meant that there was a village of their tribe ahead and wanted them to go, so he ordered people to pack their things and followed the four of them.

Night had fallen, and the four of them led the way along the lake and around the foot of the snow-capped mountains, arriving at a valley. This valley was really not very far from their original camp, only about ten miles away, but it was very hidden and there was no one to guide them. , definitely can’t be found.

The tribe was startled when they saw so many strange strangers. The four people hurriedly explained to the leader and took out a porcelain bowl to show him.

The leader was not as easy to deceive as the four people. He looked at Ling Qingyu suspiciously, looked her up and down, and then looked at the people behind her. Except for this, the others were all tall men, and occasionally there were a few teenagers, and a few A tall man who looked different from these people, his clothes were very strange, but the materials of his clothes were extremely gorgeous, and there were gorgeous flat wooden sticks hanging on each waist.

He looked at them, and Ling Qingyu was also looking at the village. The area and scale of the village seemed to be quite large. The houses were built against the mountains and were very simple and neat. They could accommodate at least a thousand people.

A little girl poked her head out from behind the door and stared at Ling Qingyu. Ling Qingyu smiled at her, and the girl blushed and shrank back.

The leader said a few words, and the four people's faces looked wrong. The leader scolded a few more words, and one of them walked towards Ling Qingyu and whispered something.

Looking at his expression and grasping a few slightly understandable sounds, Ling Qingyu guessed that the other party didn't want them to enter the village, so he smiled and said: It doesn't matter, we can camp outside, I just hope you can provide a guide to take us to Cerro Rico Mountain.”

After saying that, he ordered everyone to find an open space to camp outside the village.

Ram Songyu, Dingdong and Chu Cheng were a little resentful. They were outside the village. It was okay for them men to sleep in tents outside, but couldn't they get a room for a woman who headed the family? Seeing Ling Qingyu's expression, he suppressed his anger and led others to deal with it themselves.

Seeing the girl sticking her head out again, Ling Qingyu walked to her door, took out a black pearl from her purse, wrapped it in a silk handkerchief, handed it to her, and said with a smile: It's for you.

She said it in Inca pronunciation, and the girl took it hesitantly, looked at the pearl in the light, touched the silk handkerchief, and ran in happily.

Ling Qingyu smiled at the leader who had been looking at her and walked out of the village.

Wait, wait. The girl yelled and chased out. She held an alpaca cloak in her hand and put it in Ling Qingyu's hand. She smiled shyly and ran back.

The alpaca wool was soft and warm, with exquisite patterns on it. Ling Qingyu couldn't help but smile at the girl and said, Thank you. For Inca, people in later generations thought it was a golden country. In fact, in Inca, compared to gold and silver, A piece of fine alpaca fabric is even more valuable.

Back at the camp, Ling Qingyu put the cloak on her body. She was indeed much warmer, so she went out of the tent and sat by the campfire, waiting for the leader to come find her again.

After almost half an hour, Ling Qingyu was a little sleepy, and an Inca man in more formal clothes came over.

Although he was not the leader, his clothes were even more gorgeous. Ling Qingyu was a little stunned. Did he make a mistake? The old man was not the leader?

The man sat opposite Ling Qingyu and placed the pearls and handkerchief that Ling Qingyu gave to the little girl in front of her.

Ling Qingyu's face darkened and he thought to himself, are you here to return this cloak? No, this is so warm.

Seeing her expression, the man smiled and said, I'll take you to Cerro Rico Mountain. Then he pointed at Naspa.

Ling Qingyu understood this sentence, thought for a moment, and asked Yan San to take out a piece of silk and satin, and carried a heavy load to climb the mountain. He didn't bring much with him. He cut the silk into pieces of cloth and took a few pieces with him.

Spreading the silk satin in front of the man and pushing it a little closer to him, Ling Qingyu smiled and said, Take me to Cerro Rico Mountain. I can give you this.

The man's eyes lit up. This piece of fabric was completely different from their silk fabrics. The smooth feel and brilliant colors were so beautiful that it made people's hearts flutter.

I'll take you there tomorrow. Taking the silk in his hand, the man turned and left.

Seeing that his goal had been achieved, Ling Qingyu yawned and went into the tent to sleep.

The temperature dropped a few degrees at night, but with that warm woolen cloak and Yan San's stove-like embrace, Ling Qingyu slept peacefully.

When we woke up the next day, it was already bright, everyone else's tents had been packed up, and even Shi Fang was sitting by the fire drinking tea, but the man sat next to Shi Fang and asked him for tea.

Seeing Ling Qingyu come out of the tent, the man gave her a friendly smile. Ling Qingyu slept well last night and had no idea that a silent confrontation took place outside her tent.

The man wanted to laugh when he thought about it. The Great Elder refused to listen to him. In the middle of the night, he secretly brought some people with weapons to prepare for a sneak attack on these aliens. Before they even reached the camp, someone held a shining weapon on their neck. On the ground, there were dozens of big men standing around the camp. Only then did the great elder realize that those long flat sticks contained sharp blades that were far sharper than their weapons.

If these aliens wanted to be detrimental to them, they could have killed them all long ago with their skills and sharp weapons.

Watching the great elder's face change from white to green to pale to pale, the man called the others back. When everyone returned to the village, the man let go of the great elder and kicked him in the butt. foot.

The thought of the great elder lying on the bed and humming made the man feel very happy.

Gulu. The man pointed at himself.

Ling Qingyu. Ling Qingyu also pointed at himself and said, the two of them introduced themselves.

The cute little girl brought goat milk again, and then ran away shyly. She made the silk handkerchief into a beautiful scarf and tied it on her head.

Gulu took a dozen young people and a dozen alpacas to lead the way.

With the guide, Ling Qingyu felt much more at ease, but he didn't expect that the mountain road behind would be so thrilling and twisty. Halfway through the snow-capped mountains, walking along valleys below the snow line, over rapids and through forests.

We also met several villages along the way, and Gulu obviously had a good relationship with them. Ling Qingyu's porcelain can be replaced with many daily necessities. Gradually, the leather jackets of the men in the team were basically replaced by twill wool cloaks.

After walking for a few more days, Gulu pointed to the towering mountain in front of him and said, Mt. Cerro Rico.

The world-famous Potosi was still a wilderness at this time. The altitude of 4,000 meters above sea level made Shi Fang and Zhu Weili a little dizzy. They basically relied on people to carry them up with straps and straps.

Ling Qingyu was also a little out of breath. Fortunately, her body was now suffering from the snake pill. It was more cold than tired out of breath. It was already May, winter had entered in Potosi, the temperature was around freezing, and the air seemed to be a little frosty.

Because of Gulu, people from the tribe behind followed their team to see what this woman who claimed to be the messenger of the Sun God was going to do. When they got here, including Ling Qingyu's own people, there were already about two hundred people.

Song Yu was asked to lead people to build a simple wooden house, so Ling Qingyu and Zhou Tan Huang Jing went to Cerro Rico Mountain. She only knew that there was a large silver mine here, but she still had to rely on these two people to find it.

It didn't take long for Zhou Tan to find the vein. The silver mine here is really big and easy to find. Huang Jing was exploring the surrounding water source wood to prepare for refining. Yes, these three people were going to mine on the spot and then refine it into silver to take back.

Seeing that these aliens were skillfully setting up a camp, using tools they had never seen before, led by Gulu, several tribesmen came to negotiate with Ling Qingyu.

After several people finished talking loudly, Ling Qingyu pointed to the mountain and said in Inca pronunciation: Mountain Cerro Rico, mine! The sun god gave it to me!

Except for Gulu, the others expressed dissatisfaction and started to quarrel. Yan San stood behind Ling Qingyu, unsheathed his long sword in his hand, and swiped the sword blade at the big tree behind them. They felt a chill on their heads, and behind them There was the sound of a tree creaking and then falling to the ground.

Thank you, Third Master. Song Yu shouted, and then he and others carried the tree and left.

The voices of those people stopped suddenly, and sweat dripped from their foreheads.

Seroliko Mountain belongs to me, the messenger of the Sun God. Ling Qingyu repeated again. Stare at a few people until they nod.

Although he never said it, Ling Qingyu also knew that these people were the ones who had the authority to speak among the tribes. In this era, the pioneers of the Inca Empire were still building a city in Cusco, far from expanding here. The tribes in South America were still Fortunately, they were scattered. Otherwise, facing the prosperous Inca Empire, Ling Qingyu didn't know if he could be as lucky as the Spanish. More than a hundred people destroyed an empire. She hoped for a peaceful deal. After all, it was too far away and she didn't have the ambition to turn this place into a colony.

I will only take the money and leave. Let your civilization develop on your own, Ling Qingyu thought.