Fenglin Tianxia – Queen with a Thousand Pets

Ling Qingyu pointed at a bunch of branches, winked at Yan San, and then shouted, "The fire is coming."

With a flick of Yan San's finger, a small spark bounced on the branch, and a small fire rang up. When Yan San's palm swept the wind, 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 kowtow to Ling Qingyu and call the sun goddess.

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

Seeing the porcelain bowl in front of him was as white as jade, exquisite and beautiful, all four of them exclaimed and touched their hands.

There was no text in the Inca at this time. Ling Qingyu searched his head and remembered the Inca pronunciation of Cerro Rico Mountain, so he repeated that pronunciation with the four people, meaning he was going there.

The four of them nodded their heads after listening several times, then pointed to the front and spoke loudly.

Ling Qingyu guessed that he meant that the village in front of him was their tribe, and they wanted them to go, so he ordered the people to pack up and follow the four of them.

The night has come, and the four of them led the way, along the lake, around the foot of the snow-capped mountains, and reached a valley, which is really not very far from their original camp, only ten miles away, but it is very hidden and no one takes it. , I can't find it.

Seeing so many strange strangers in the tribe, the four people hurriedly explained to the leader and showed him the porcelain bowl.

The leader was not as cheating as the four. He looked at Ling Qingyu suspiciously, looked up and down, and then at the people behind her. Apart from this, the others were tall men, sometimes there were a few teenagers, and a few The tall men who look different from these people are dressed very strangely, but the clothes are unusually gorgeous, and each waist is hung with gorgeous flat wooden sticks.

He looked at them, and Ling Qingyu was also looking at the village. The area and scale of the village seemed to be not small. The houses were built on the mountain, and the buildings were simple and clean, and they could live in at least a thousand people.

A little girl poked her head from behind the door to stare 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 were a little wrong, and the leader scolded a few more words. One of them approached Ling Qingyu and said something in a low voice.

Seeing his expression and grasping a few sounds that he could understand, Ling Qingyu guessed that the other party did not want them to enter the village, so he smiled and said, "It's okay, we can camp outside, but I hope you can send a guide to take us to Siro. Rico Mountain."

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

Ram Song Yu Ding Dong and Chu Cheng are a bit angry. They have arrived outside the village. It's okay for them to sleep in a tent outside, but can't they make a room for a woman in charge? Seeing Ling Qingyu's expression, he suppressed his anger, and took people to clean up by himself.

Seeing that girl poked her head out again, Ling Qingyu walked to her door, took out a black pearl from her purse, wrapped it in a silk paw, handed it to her, and smiled: "Send you."

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

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

"Wait, wait." The girl screamed and chased it out, holding an alpaca cloak in her hand, putting Ling Qingyu in her hand, smiling shyly, and ran back.

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

Back at the camp, Ling Qingyu put the cloak on her body, and the person really became much warmer, so she didn't enter the tent and sat by the campfire, waiting for the leader to come to her again.

After almost half an hour, Ling Qingyu was a little sleepy, and a more formal Inca man approached him.

Although not the leader, but this person's clothes are even more gorgeous, Ling Qingyu was a little stunned, did he make a mistake, that old man is not the leader?

The man sat opposite Ling Qingyu and placed the pearl and veil Ling Qingyu gave the little girl in front of her.

Ling Qingyu's face turned black and thought, isn't this here to return the cloak? No, this one is so warm.

Seeing her look, the man smiled and said, "I will take you to Cerro Rico Mountain." Then he pointed to Nasi Pa.

Ling Qingyu understood this sentence, thought about it, and asked Yan San to take out a piece of silk and climb the mountain with a heavy load. He didn't bring too much. The silk was cut into cloth and brought a few pieces.

Spreading the silk and satin in front of the man, and pushing him a little further, Ling Qingyu smiled and said, "Take me to Cerro Rico Mountain, this can be given to you."

The man's eyes lit up, and this piece of fabric was completely different from their silk fabric. The smooth texture and brilliant colors were beautiful and exciting.

"Tomorrow I will take you there." Holding the silk in his hand, the man turned and left.

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

The temperature dropped a few degrees at night, but with the warm woolen cloak and the arms of Yansan stove, Ling Qingyu slept very peacefully.

When I got up the next day, the sky was already bright, and the other people's tents were cleared. Even the stone was sitting by the fire and drinking tea, and the man was sitting beside the stone and asked him to ask for tea.

Seeing Ling Qingyu out of the tent, the man gave her a friendly smile. Ling Qingyu slept well last night, not knowing that there was a silent confrontation outside her tent.

The man wanted to laugh when he thought about it. The elder didn’t listen to him. In the middle of the night, he brought some people with weapons to sneak attack on these aliens. Before he touched the camp, he was put on his neck with a cold weapon. Above, there were dozens of big men standing around the camp. Only then did the great elder know that the flat long sticks contained blades far sharper than their weapons.

If these aliens were going to disadvantage them, they could have killed them directly, relying on their skills and sharp weapons.

Seeing the grand elder's face changed from white to green, then pale, and then utterly desolate, the man called the others back, and when everyone returned to the village, the man let go of the grand elder and kicked him in the ass. foot.

Thinking of the great elder now lying on the bed and humming, the man felt very happy.

"Guru." The man pointed to himself.

"Ling Qingyu." Ling Qingyu also pointed at himself. The two of them introduced themselves.

The cute little girl brought the goat's milk over again, and then ran away shyly. She made a beautiful headscarf and tied her head.

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

With the guide, Ling Qingyu felt a lot more relieved, but he didn't expect the mountain road behind to be so thrilling and tortuous. Cross the halfway of the snow-capped mountains, walk under the snow line along the valley, over the rapids, and through the forest.

I also encountered several villages along the way, and that Gulu obviously had a good relationship with them. A porcelain of Ling Qingyu could be replaced with a lot of daily necessities. Gradually, the men in the team had basically replaced their leather clothes with twill woolen cloaks.

After walking for a few days, Gulu pointed to the towering mountain in front: "Sero Rico Mountain."

The world-famous Potosí was still a wilderness at this time. At an altitude of 4,000 meters, Shifang and Zhu Weili were a little dizzy. The back was basically carried up by people and straps.

Ling Qingyu was also a little panting, but fortunately, she was taking the body of the snake pill. It was not so much a tired panting as it was cold. It was already May, and the winter in Potosi had entered, and the temperature was around zero, and the air coming out of Ha seemed to be a little frosty.

Because of Guru, people from the tribes behind have followed their team, wanting to see what this woman who claims to be the messenger of the sun is going to do, here, plus Ling Qingyu's own people, there are already two hundred people.

To Song Yu to lead someone to build a simple wooden house, Ling Qingyu and Zhou Tan Huang Jing went to Cerorico Mountain. She only knew that there was a big silver mine here, but they still had to rely on these two people to find out.

It didn't take long for Zhou Tan to find the veins. The silver mines here are really big enough and very easy to find. Huang Jing explored the water source wood in the surrounding area to prepare for refining. Yes, these three people were going to mine on the spot and then practiced it into silver to take back.

Seeing these aliens skillfully set up camps, they used tools they hadn't seen before. With Gulu taking the lead, several tribes came to Ling Qingyu to negotiate.

After a few people finished talking in a loud voice, Ling Qingyu pointed to the mountain and pronounced in Inca: "Sero Rico Mountain, mine! It was given to me by the sun god!"

Except for Guru, the others expressed dissatisfaction and quarreled with each other. Yan San stood behind Ling Qingyu with the long sword in his hand unsheathed, and the blade swept at the big tree behind the few people. Several people felt a chill on their heads and behind them. There was the sound of a big tree crunching and then crashing to the ground.

"San Ye thanked you." Song Yu shouted, and then he carried the tree and walked away.

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

"Sirolic Mountain, I, the messenger of the sun god." Ling Qingyu repeated again. Stared at several people until they nodded.

Although he never said that, Ling Qingyu also knew that these people were the people who spoke in the tribes. In this era, the pioneers of the Inca Empire are still building a city in Cusco, and they are far from expanding here. The tribes in South America are still Fortunately, they were scattered, otherwise Ling Qingyu would not know if he could be as lucky as the Spanish when facing the prosperous Inca Empire. More than a hundred people would destroy an empire. She even hopes to be able to achieve a peaceful transaction. After all, it is too far away, and she does not have the ambition to accept it as a colony.

I only take the silver to go. Let your civilization develop by yourself, Ling Qingyu thought.