2003.

New York, USA.

I drove the Baojiao Maybach and slowly drove on the 14th Street, with my left fist pressed against my forehead, my head tilted, and my right hand held the steering wheel. The "police" sunglasses were buckled against my eyes, looking calm. I just finished class from Confucius Institute. Today's course is "The Sun Worship of the Chinese". The teacher is a teacher at the Capital Normal University of China. The lecture is not too in-depth and easy to understand. It mentions that Xia, Shang and Zhou call themselves descendants of the sun, but some things are somewhat different from what Maya patriarch told me. For Michael Jefferson, a first-class oriental history tutor, and the Chinese that is with my body, I supplemented the teacher's explanation a lot. The teacher was shocked and opened his mouth wide. In fact, I wanted this effect.

By the way, I forgot to explain that I have figured out the two languages ​​I have in mind, one is called Chinese and the other is called Hindi. English was taught by Michael Jefferson.

"Haha." Thinking of the situation in class just now, I couldn't help laughing out loud. It's almost three years since I've been fully integrated into this modern civilization city. I like to tease others. This is an effective way to relieve sadness, and I feel it's harmless. By the way, at Confucius Institute, I gave myself a Chinese name: Jin Dizang and Master Xingyu, what did Master Xingyu say to me? Pretend to me, don't think I don't know who you are talking about. By the way, Garcia? Inca has also changed its name, now it's called "Bai Diting".

This is New York, the second center of the world economy. The first center is said to be a city called Shangshanghai in China. There is a population of nearly 10 million and 800 languages, immigrants from hundreds of countries, and the number of Chinese ancestry ranks second in the total population here. You can meet a little brother of Hong?men who can't be scared to death. Once, I helped a little brother of Hong?men to avenge the ring competition. He said, "If you win, you are my ancestor!" I told him: "I am your ancestor whether you win or not." Well, I am much happier now. Anyway, what's going to happen will happen sooner or later. Why bother to be so sad!

"The sky sets up a strange peak and summons the treasure temple. The earth sends auspiciousness and a longevity of 99, and hides the golden body." I remembered this poem again. Now I figured it out. This is a hidden poem. The first word of the four sentences is "Heaven summons the Ksitigarbha". In fact, this poem is about Jiuhua Mountain in Huizhou Province, Huaxia. There are ninety-nine strange peaks and ninety-nine Buddhist treasure temple temples. Jin Qiaojue, oh, it is Jin Di Ksitigarbha. It cannot be said that it is me now. After passing away at the age of 99, China again shaped the bronze statue of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva in Jiuhua Mountain, with the main body of the holy statue being 99 meters high.

Although I still don’t know what the connection between Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva and Emperor Xin is, after all, I have figured out many problems, and the rest is all there is to wait. I believe that when I pick up my memories, everything will become flesh and blood, unlike now, it is just a story.

I don’t think about it anymore. I have to rush to the company and study the stock underwriting business of overseas listed by two companies, Huizhou Province and Nanhe Province of China. Last year, I registered and established a fund company with 200 million US dollars, named "Inca Jaguar Fund". The old routine is hedge funds, and doing financial futures and financial options. The money comes faster. For Huaxia’s stock underwriting is also a major business, not seeking profits, but only talking about feelings, the bonding relationship. The two companies I chose this time are very purposeful, one is the location of Jiuhua Mountain and the other is the location of Yinxu. These two projects are also very interesting. The overseas listing business of two tourism projects, one is the overseas listing of Jiuhua Mountain and the other is the overseas listing of Yinxu.

In recent years, with the surge in the number of Chinese immigrants to the world, Buddhist beliefs have also spread to all corners of the world. Buddhist beliefs and the saying of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva as "agent Buddha" have also become a new world trend. I chose to go public in the Americas because it is a powerful place for the integration of the world and ethnic groups, and it has inseparable connections with every corner of the world.

Another "Yin people traveling to America" ​​that is closely related to the origin of American Indians is also becoming increasingly fierce. Yinxu also chose to list in the Americas, which undoubtedly set off an emotional wave of the entire American Indian. This is simply relaxing and enjoyable for high stock prices. For me, this is all a big thing that concerns me, and I can't help but worry about it.

Time is tight, and it is already May. September 19th - the 29th day of the Chinese calendar (there is no 30th day of the Chinese calendar this July) is the day when I go to sea to return to sail. Thinking of it, I couldn't help but concentrate, speed up the driving speed, and leave...

Time flies, and it is July in a blink of an eye. The two major projects of Jiuhua Mountain and Yinxu have been successfully listed, and the stocks have grown rapidly. As listed underwriters, we naturally make a lot of money. During this period, I met the heads of the Huaxia side of these two projects.

The person in charge of Jiuhua Mountain is called Master Xingxing. He is the junior brother of Master Xingyu. He has kind eyes and looks like a different world when he sees him. He is so fascinated by the way Jiuhua Mountain introduces me.

The person in charge of Yinxu was called Yin Guidong. The Qinggu Xianfeng was elegant and swaying. When he saw that the heavens came down to earth, he introduced the Ruxiang Ru Meng to me. He also called them three brothers. He also had an older brother named Yin Dongfang and a younger brother named Yin Huidong.

The days afterwards entered the countdown stage. I didn’t have much to do. The Rocky Mountain tribe and Michael Jefferson would prepare all the supplies for me. I just explained one thing: I must buy a compass and ask for the thunder and lightning compass designed by Master Li Juming of Xiangjiang. After all, on the sea, the ancient ship did not have modern navigation equipment. It was more useful to bring a better compass than a compass. The rest of the time was to count the days day by day with my fingers.

September is coming in a blink of an eye. Today is the 1st day, and it is my farewell to New York. I walked very simply without any nostalgia. After all, this place does not belong to me, and I do not belong to this place. I want to go back to China to see the moon in China. Master Xingyu said very well. The moon in the United States is not rounder than that in China. Perhaps the moon in China is the roundest. I looked at my watch and it was time to set off to the airport at 10:30 in the morning.

The group of three boarded the plane without looking back. The flight will fly directly from New York to Denver for more than 4 hours without a transfer. Along the way, they were speechless, but as time passed by, they felt more and more excited.

We left Denver Airport and still took a car and ran towards the tribe that set out on Rocky Mountain...

The three-year journey to New York ends here.

When we arrived at the Yinfubu tribe, it was already dark. More than 600 people were standing tall like an army, standing tall at the entrance of the tribe, and welcoming my arrival. When we approached, we saw that the men were all in black suits, black tie, and black leather shoes; the women were all in black windbreakers, leather jackets, leather pants, and stilettos. In three years, everything changed.

"King!" More than 600 people shouted in unison, and they were so majestic that I was shocked. After three years of separation, I was somewhat uncomfortable standing in front of these people.

A night rested in the Yinfubu tribe. The next morning, a young man came to the Mayan tribe to pick him up, which was the former young man. In three years, he had grown into a young man and replaced his father as the new patriarch. His father died in a conflict with the leopard warrior last year. After hearing this, he couldn't help but sigh that things changed.

After breakfast, more than 600 people pulled their suitcases and walked into the hole when they came. Similarly, after resting twice in the middle and using two foods, we reached the hole when they came. I looked at my watch and it was September 6th, and we spent a full 5 days.

On September 7, the young patriarch led us to the cave where I used to live. Press a switch, and the stone bed where I used to live slowly moved open, revealing a black entrance! Oh my God, I have lived here for several days, but I didn’t know it was a cave entrance!

We held a military flashlight and went down to the bottom of the cave. The world at the bottom of the cave was wider. After walking for a short while, we could hear the "whimpering" sea breeze. The ground at the bottom of the cave was not so much a natural pontoon bridge as it was a huge area. The sea water surged from right to left from below the ground, like a wide underground river. Our boat docked on the shore at the bottom of the cave!

"We conduct inspection and maintenance on this ship every year, so this ship has been able to sail at any time for three thousand years. King, now, this warship has been officially returned to you." said the young patriarch.

On September 8, all the people got off the hole and got on the boat. Seeing them walking on the boat one by one, I felt heavy and excited. The heavy was because I didn’t know what kind of hardships I had to face during this journey; the excitement was because I finally waited for this day to come!

"Where will you go after we leave?" I asked the young patriarch.

"We will go to another world connected by this underground corridor. The civilized people in this world are always curious about us ancient nations. The sudden appearance and sudden disappearance are always unclear. In fact, you know that this underground corridor is a channel connecting the underground world. We go there. The mission is over and we return to the real countryside." After saying that, our eyes were full of expectations.

Thousands of words must be separated. Maybe I am leaving this land, and I always say a little more. After saying goodbye, I was the last one to board the big boat, drifting naturally with the sea water under the cave, hoping that the sun would appear again.

I stood on the deck and looked at the watch on my wrist. Time passed day by day. Today we have been drifting along the underground current for 12 days. Today is September 19th. As soon as I looked up, a light seemed to appear in front of me. I rubbed my uncertain eyes and looked again. There was indeed a light.

Slowly, the light became bigger and bigger, and everyone came to the deck excitedly, looking forward to witnessing the moment of greeting the sun!

Suddenly, the hull leaned upward from a large angle, followed by an arrow, and everyone fell on the deck, and then the hull stabilized. Opening his eyes, the sun shone warmly on his body, and there was an endless ocean in front of him...

The 38 years of waiting came to an end at this moment, Pacific Ocean, here I come!
Chapter completed!