Chapter 28 Chapter Twenty Eight

The afternoon sun sifts through the leaves like a waterfall.Thick leaves covered the blue sky layer by layer, and the sky was gradually darkening.The roaring of animals and the singing of birds can be heard in the vast forest. In this evening, Anna Maya feels that time has gone back, as if returning to the forest of her childhood. Anamaya sat by the river beach, thinking of her mother. The rushing torrent upstream led Anna Maya into a dream of memories. Although she did not close her eyes, she was no longer aware of Jia Boye beside her.They sat on the narrow sandy beach by the river, surrounded by dead branches that had been washed bright by the river.She saw herself running barefoot to her mother, whose arms were outstretched to embrace her.For a long time, every time she encountered the same dream, she often ended up waking up from the nightmare.Because her mother was hit on the forehead by a stone, her hug suddenly fell to nothing. She always woke up from the dream in surprise, and suddenly found that she was sweating and feeling lonely.

"Where did you wander off to?" Jia Boye's voice was like a breath in the water, his gentle call made her no longer wake up from her childhood dream.They had been in this forest for six days, far from Manco and War, and their love seems to grow day by day.They often don't even need any words, just two people together, they feel infinite happiness and fulfillment.A look, a gesture is enough to make them fall into deep happiness. "I've traveled far and wide..." "Am I with you?" Anna Maya smiled. "No, I'm with my mother." A cloud just covered the sun, and their faces were momentarily cast in shadow.

"You often mentioned your mother to me," Jia Boye said, "I believe that you will see her again in another world. But what about your father? Has he never come to see you?" Jia Boye had never asked such a direct question, and Anna Maya felt her throat was choked and said: "I don't know, I can't remember his face in the dream..." "Anamaya..." Jia Boye grabbed her hand, she first broke free and then held it again: "...it was as if my mother's death had erased my past life, leaving only a sense of uncertainty." "'There is only one secret you will keep, and it will stay with you forever.' Wasn't that what King Vanya Kapac once said to you?"

"You remember it really well." "To me, it's your word. And maybe that's the secret he's been talking about. Or it's something else: I once, with the help of Kira's daughter, when I was waiting for you at Lake Titicaca, Tried to connect with you spiritually. One of them mentioned you and said you were 'a girl with eyes like a blue lake'. She also said: 'There are no miracles. Mother Moon put lake water in her eyes , what you are looking for is the girl who connects the past and the future. The origin of the world is in her eyes. And if you want to meet her, you must learn to see!'”

Jia Boye smiled softly, remembering the anger of the priestess.His soft smile, like moonlight, flashed across Ana Maya's face, and at this moment, a partridge blew, and the sound echoed in the air. They took off their gowns and soaked in the river for a long time.They reappeared in the sun, letting the murky water cool their hearts.A branch emerged from the water, on which two turtles poked their long heads to the sky to bask in the sun.There are six smaller tortoises next to it, but they are motionless. Occasionally, a blue light flashes across the water surface, which is often the light and shadow of the kingfisher leaning over and rushing towards the river surface when the six catfish tails slapped the water surface.A group of butterflies hovered over the puddles on the bank, like a ribbon floating into the sky.

Anna Maya and Jia Boye raised their heads for a while, and then dived into the water again.Their laughter is accompanied by splashes of water.They are like two water snakes entangled with each other, forming a foam on the surface of the water, and then being sucked into the water by the whirlpool of the water. Downstream they saw a canoe, made of hollowed-out tree trunks, going up the stream, leaning against the current against the bank.There are two men standing at both ends of the boat, sending the boat with long poles, and often leaning over to avoid the low-hanging branches that hinder the progress.When they came near Jia Boye and Anna Maya, they turned their faces and greeted them quickly, and then walked slantingly to the shore. In order to avoid the current, they walked directly from the forest.

When they got back on the beach and stretched out, Anna Maya leaned over to Jia Boye.She fetched the leaves and massaged his back for a long time. The taste of the leaves was pungent yet sweet, intoxicating.Jia Boye let himself relax and indulge in the massage.While massaging, Anna Maya took the trouble to tell him that the body is not only a flesh and blood body composed of bones and nerves, but also a soul that is ready to wake up and vibrate the wings of desire under the gentle call at any time. At this time, the evening wind blew, making people shiver with cold, and Anna Maya wrapped herself in a long gown.She bent her legs and leaned against her chest, curled up against Jia Boye.Jia Boye stretched out his slender arms that were as thin as blades to encircle her.

"I think it's almost time," she said quietly. "How did you know?" "It's gone, it's gone. It's one of the signs that the time has come. I'm scared, but I'm glad, and I want to take you away as fast as I can." "Where are you going?" "there……" "You can't leave Manco. You have to stay with him." "Jaboye, it is he who will leave us. It is he who will go, it is he who will go deep into the jungle in his anger. Of course, Gujapa is dead and Gonzalo has returned to Cuzco. But there will be others More enemies appear. We don't know what has become of Vila Omar, but where can the war take him? Ira Tupa is always fighting alone, like a deserter. These days, Manco ruled There is nothing but nothingness. The Quartet Empire is gone. Vilcabamba is only a nominal capital. The Incas have no people to conquer, and no place to capture. They are far away from Mama Okoro and Mama Chila The mountains, the land, the thorns and thorns."

"However," Jia Boye retorted, "all of this cannot disappear without a trace like this." Anna Maya nodded. "There is a sign. We must wait for Kadari," she said. "He is the one who advised us to leave Vico for a while. It is he who reminds us that the time is coming. We should trust him." Suddenly there was a series of screams by the river.They got up and looked around, a group of children were running and dancing a hundred paces upstream, holding sticks in their hands.They seemed to be chasing a piece of driftwood drifting in the river.Some of the children sometimes jumped into the water and pulled the driftwood to the shore, but at the same time some children hit the driftwood with sticks to make it float away.Driftwood sometimes falls into puddles, is sucked in by the eddy, and then swirls down with the eddy.

"That's the basket!" Anamaya exclaimed. "Let them play..." "Looks like there's something in the basket." Some of the little ones jumped into the water as the basket floated beside them.The other children on the shore were laughing and screaming. They grabbed this weird boat-like thing and pushed it toward the shore until it hit the sandy shore.A smile appeared on the corner of Anna Maya's mouth, and she approached curiously. The basket was much larger than usual, and the lid was fastened tightly with agave string.When Jia Boye also came forward, these excited children tried their best to open the basket cover.

Suddenly, there was a bang, and the basket lid flew open.Before the children could comprehend what they were seeing, Anna Maya was screaming.