Aztec Eternals

"Xulot, my student. With the blessing of the Lord God, drink this glass of wine with me!"

"Yes, teacher! With the blessing of the Lord God, may you shine like the sun in the world, and may your students guard you like black wolves!..."

"Haha! The sun has the divinity of the main god, and the black wolf also has the divinity of the god of death. In the traditional mythology of our Mexica people, although there is a gap in the divinity between the two, they are not divided into masters and slaves, but are generally neat. !”

"Ah! Teacher... no matter what, I am your student. I will follow you like the wings following the eagle... I will always be loyal to you, because the wings and the eagle are one and the same!..."

"Yes! The wings and the eagle are originally one! You and I are one..."

As the sun set, a fire pit was lit in the tent, and shadows poured in from all sides. The two of them were sitting next to the warm fire pit, illuminated by the orange color of the fire. Avitt's movements were intimate, his smile was gentle, and he drank one cup after another of green plum wine. Shulot acted respectfully and always maintained the etiquette of a student. He poured wine for the teacher and was led to drink a few glasses.

"Come on! Drink more!"

"yes!"

"Haha! Xiulote, you are my only student, my only son-in-law, and my only friend! Come on, relax and drink two more drinks!"

"Yes Yes Yes!"

"I remember, more than ten years ago, this is how we drank! We didn't eat anything, we just drank and looked at the sunset until the sky was filled with stars... And you told me that you wanted to change the whole world! We must stick to the bottom line, order and tolerance , let more people be equal to each other... More than ten years have passed. In the end, the only people in the world who can stand together on equal footing are you and me!..."

"Ah...Teacher, you still remember what I said at that time...No, you should stand on a high place, and I am willing to assist you, just like the eagle and the cactus!"

"Oh! I remember this sentence too! Isn't that the oath we swore together when we faced off against the dead Suangua leader on the Leman River? I will be like an eagle, flying to conquer all peoples in the world. You will be like a cactus. , use the root system to unite all parties... We are still 'equal'!"

"Ah...Teacher, your memory is so good! You are truly blessed by the Sun God King!"

"Haha! I don't remember much of what others say. But I remember a lot of what you say...because I know that you are truly inspired by the gods and blessed by the gods! Everything you say is full of ancient meanings. The divinity of this book is of great benefit to people, and they can slowly ponder it... No matter whether this god is the main god of Mexica, whether he is the oldest god of death, or whether he is a god-man from the West... In any case, Shulot, you They are all truly divine!…”

"This...Teacher, your wine is empty, I will pour you another glass!...You are the only supreme God King!"

The two of them just drank plum wine without even having any food to go with the wine. After a while, Avitt's face turned red. His smile became brighter, his tone became more intimate, and he put his arm around Shulot's shoulders, completely losing the majesty of the God King. At this moment, he seemed to have truly become the best friend he once was, just like he was when he was drinking on a starry night more than ten years ago.

Next to Avitt, Shulot maintained the respect of the students while his mind was spinning rapidly. Although his face was not red, there was a thin layer of sweat all over his body, as if he had been fished out of water. He couldn't understand why Avitt, a person who didn't like to drink, had to get himself drunk today. Then he deliberately threw away the manners of a god-king, behaved like a close friend, and talked about "equal equality" together... What exactly does this mean?

"Xulot! You said that in the far west, there was a tribal chief with amazing arrogance, who loved to eat plums, and conquered thousands of miles! He once worked with the most important little chief of the divine blood. Make wine with sour plums and talk about the truly divine heroes in the world..."

"yes…"

Shulot pursed his lips and forced a smile on his face. He couldn't remember when he told Avitt this story. More importantly, he couldn't remember whether he told the sequel to the story, whether he told about thunder, or whether he said that after the little chief escaped, he became the big chief's lifelong enemy...

"The big chief said that the only truly divine heroes in this world are the two of us! Then, the little chief was very frightened. A thunder struck from the sky and he dropped the wooden spoon in his hand. The big chief laughed loudly. Laugh, he is not afraid of thunder, but the little chief is afraid of thunder, and is obviously not as good as him! So, he let go of the little chief, and let go of the divine hero he valued... What happened? The little chief became his biggest opponent, giving him He defeated the great chief who almost conquered the world. In the end, the little chief also laughed and said: "I am not afraid of fire, but you are afraid of heavenly fire. You are not as good as me! However, you are right, the world is really The two of us are the divine heroes!’…”

Avitt was laughing and drinking while telling stories in his memory, recalling memories that were too long ago to be real. Shulot stayed for a while, really surprised. Is this what I originally said to Avitt? Or Avitt's own imagination...

"What a pity! Two truly divine heroes cherish each other and have such a deep friendship... but they can't join hands together to conquer the entire world and share the long-term power of the family! What a pity!..."

Avitt finished a glass of plum wine and looked at the clay pot. It was empty. Then he shook his head, banged the clay pot and sang loudly, as if he was indulging some emotion in his heart. The songs he sang seemed familiar and different, but they had a different flavor.

"Singing to the wine, how many times in a life can a person be happy and happy? We are all dew falling from the sky, receiving the divinity of the rising sun, and burning up in the divinity... We stand On the highest pyramid, we are looking down at the world, impassioned, but also worried in our hearts, wearing a thick mask of divinity! What else can make us forget our sorrow and get out of the masks of gods and kings? Only this jar of intoxicating wine Have a nice drink?!…”

"Come on! Only truly ordinary friends can sit and drink together and get drunk until they are unconscious! Because, I have known for a long time that the only truly divine heroes in this world are you and me!..."

At this point, Avitt turned around and looked at the reserved, respectful and humble Shulot with his sober and bright drunken eyes, and shook his head with a smile.

"Xulot, my student! Why can't you let go at all? You were never like this before!"

"Dear teacher! In the past, I was your student and son-in-law. But when you succeed to the throne of the Supreme God King, you are the king I respect!..."

"Haha! You have indeed grown up, but there is neither thunder nor fire in the sky!..."

Hearing these words, Avitt smiled and shook his head, making a joke that was not funny. He sighed quietly, his drunken eyes were lonely, and his tone was still friendly.

"Witness the Lord God! Shulot, I once thought that I was the seat of divinity in the world and the only God King! But now, I finally understand the story you told me. I am just the wine-making chief. , committed the same arrogance problem as him. The divinity in this world does not belong to one person!..."

"Xulot, my student. Tell me, how can the great chief who makes wine and the little chief who is divine stand together forever to conquer, share, and govern the entire world together?..."

"Uh...this..."

Hearing this, Shulot paused, not knowing how to answer for a moment. This question asks, how can these two people stand together forever? However, the two chiefs Avitt knew were completely different from him. This is already a Mexican version of the story...

"The Lord God and the ancestors witness! Dear teacher, I don't know the answer, please guide me..."

"Haha! God is as enlightened as you, are there times when you don't know? Then let me be the teacher again and explain it to you in detail!..."

Avitt was suddenly very happy, smiled and patted Shulot on the shoulder, and then said quietly.

"Witness the Lord God! The so-called loyalty in this world is really something that is difficult to predict, control, and count on! We can only be sure that this person's situation at this time, next to you, and in front of you, he Can't be trusted... Therefore, there are only three types of people who can be truly trusted and reliable..."

"We have the same political goals, look up to the sun together, and share the same ambition of the sacred tree, that is the 'same tree'! Family interests are close, there is a strong connection of blood and marriage, and we grow together towards the same side, that is the 'shared branch'! And buried deep in the earth Underneath, being bound by the thick soil and unable to betray the tree's root system, the tree's large and small must be connected together, it is 'rooted'!..."

"Same tree, shared branches, roots... Ordinary people only need any one of them to become one of their own! But for a truly divine hero, all three are needed together! Now that the great chief who makes wine has met the only hero in the world and seen the extraordinary nature of the other person, how can he not use these three methods to become one with the other person, but run away in fear?"

Having said this, Avitt smiled drunkenly and happily, held Shulot's arm tightly, and said proudly.

"Ahaha! So, this hero with amazing charisma and conquered thousands of miles is not as good as me!..."