The early morning sun fell on the small dome hut, and light filtered in from the flue on the top. The exploration leader Zuvarro lowered his head and got into the entrance of the small hut to visit his friend lying inside.
This kind of hut of the Shouluos people has a very low appearance, made of a frame of branches and covered with bark, fur, and thatch. Entering the house, the area inside is not small. It turns out that half of it is dug underground. Pass
This practical design requires only a few building materials to ensure warmth in winter and coolness in summer. The only shortcomings are that excavation is troublesome, the land must be dry, there must be no underground water, and migration cannot be done.
In the dim light, Zuvalo squinted his eyes, smelled the faint smell of herbs, and looked at the straw bed in the middle of the hut. Mickey, the Knowledgeable, was lying on it in a drowsy state, not knowing whether he woke up or not.
"Hey! Lord! Mickey, I don't know either. That thorny fern is poisonous and must be cooked before it can be eaten! You can't blame me!..."
The exploration captain Zuvalo sighed and carried a clay pot to the grass bed. In the clay pot was fish soup stewed with kelp, which was exhaling a hot aroma. Zuvalro picked up the fish soup and looked at it again
Mickey, with his eyes closed, shook his head and drank a few sips by himself.
"Tsk tsk! It tastes delicious! It tastes delicious! In one word, it's fresh!..."
"Uh...suck...huh?..."
Smelling the tangy fragrance, Mickey sniffed his nose on the straw bed and opened his eyes with difficulty. He vomited all night yesterday, then his muscles became weak and he was paralyzed, unable to move, and finally fell into a coma. And until this moment,
When he woke up after a long sleep, he felt better, but his stomach was shaking with hunger.
"Zuaro...I'm...hungry!..."
"Ah? You wake up just by smelling the fish soup? Tsk tsk!..."
The exploration captain Zuvallo smiled and brought the clay pot to Mickey. He looked at him and drank the whole pot like a starving rabbit. Then, Mickey was sweating all over and exhaled a long and comfortable breath. He had a headache.
asked.
"Lord God! What happened to me yesterday? Was I poisoned?"
"cough!"
Exploration captain Zuvalo coughed slightly, lowered his head, and took the lead in blaming someone with a guilty conscience.
"God bless you! Mickey, you are so careless! How could you eat randomly...cough! Where is that thorn fern? The sun shaman of the tribe said that the thorn fern is poisonous when eaten raw. Fortunately, you didn't eat much.
He fed you some herbal tea, and you vomited all night again... It will probably heal in a day or two!..."
"Uh... So that's it? God bless me! I really shouldn't eat randomly... Eh! Why do I eat wild vegetables randomly?..."
Thinking of this, Mickey the Knowledgeable was startled. Then, his eyes gradually turned red, he glared at Zuvalo fiercely, and gritted his teeth and asked.
"Damn it! Zuvalo! Is it you? Did you tell me that these wild vegetables are edible?...By the way! I remember you ate them first! Why are you okay? Are you harming me?!..."
"Uh! No! Absolutely not! I only ate the non-toxic bear's palm fern, not the poisonous thorn fern..."
Exploration captain Zuvalo was sweating on his forehead. He quickly clenched his fists on his chest and swore to the Lord God.
"Witness the Lord! I never wanted to harm you... That thorn fern looks so old, I don't even bother to eat it!... Uh, Mickey, you look like a scholar, and you keep reminding me to be careful... Why is it your turn?
Are you braver than me when it comes to doing things?"
"Damn it! Zuvalo, I believed you! If I were alone, I would definitely not touch it!..."
"Ahem! My fault...my fault. You continue to rest, I will go to work on the fleet first. We agreed to trade grain with the Chaoyang Department today..."
"Help me up! Let's go together!... Complete the supply of the fleet as soon as possible, and set off northward as soon as possible..."
Mickey the Knowledgeable gritted his teeth and climbed up from the bed with difficulty. He tried to take a few steps, but his legs and feet were a little numb, but he was much better than last night and could walk around. Zuvalo supported Mickey, apologetically flashing in his eyes.
But there was still a smile on his face.
"The Lord God bless you! Mickey, why don't you stay here to rest? Let's talk to that sun shaman again about the Lord God's belief?"
"No more chatting! That Sun Shaman has a lot of knowledge and is hard to talk to... There seems to be no chance of preaching for the time being. We should continue walking north and reach the prophesied great bay as soon as possible!"
Hearing this, exploration captain Zuvalo agreed. Along the way, tribes guided by high-level priests or shamans would be more difficult to deceive. He recalled what he had seen this morning and said with a smile.
"Mickey, at sunrise today, I witnessed a 'Sun Dance' of the Shuslau people! They formed a circle on the sand dunes, prayed to the sun, and then danced around. The sun shaman was in the middle, shaking
They were playing wooden bells and chanting songs that they couldn't understand... I think the expressions of the tribesmen must be very pious!..."
"I feel that although their sun belief is primitive, it is very strong and is obviously in the hands of each generation of tribal shamans. Unless some way is found to make the sun shaman admit that the main god is the sun worshiped by the tribe...otherwise, the kingdom wants to
It may not be easy to preach..."
"The blessing of the Lord God! Relying on the powerful kingdom, sooner or later we will find a way to get through the Chinook Shaman! But now, exploring north is our first priority!..."
The kingdom's four longships stayed at Chaoyang for three days and exchanged some food for two hundred people for half a month. Then the fleet set off again, heading north for a hundred miles, and sailed out of the Shuslau people.
's territory.
For the rest of the voyage, there are low green mountains and forests along the coast, and there are occasionally fishing and hunting tribes, but they are all small and out of shape. According to the news from the Chaoyang Department, this should be the territory of the Tilamok people, there are
A large tribe of Teemo is located inside a bay in the north.
After traveling three hundred miles north from Chaoyang, in the evening, the fleet arrived at a brown beach. The beach here was not very beautiful, but was desolate and vast. What really attracted attention was the offshore beach in the west.
A solitary rock pillar. It is so spectacular, seventy or eighty meters high, like a pyramid standing in the sea. And it is so abrupt, with nothing around it, as if it is a gray pillar erected by a giant in the sea.
Brown palm, I don’t know why it appears here!
"Lord God! What... is this?"
Mickey, the knowledgeable man, stared at the natural wonders in front of him with his eyes wide open, and countless conjectures of gods flashed through his mind. Meanwhile, the exploration captain Zuvalo touched his chin and looked at the towering and eye-catching rock top and the birds nesting on it.
, thoughtfully.
"Praise the Lord God! Mickey, this is the blessing of the Lord God and a good omen for navigation!... It is also a natural navigation beacon and must be recorded on the chart!..."
"Hmm...I have to give it a name...the mountain that looks like the palm of a god..."
"The Lord God witnesses! Then call it...'God's Palm Peak'!"
