Chapter 122

On the plain in front of the river bank, there is a large tribe with a large population.

Qin Mu was sitting on a chair made of wooden stakes in Stone City. He couldn't help smiling bitterly as he looked at the mountains of fruits in front of him.

These barbarians are too warm to others, or more because of his status as a god, he has prepared a lot of food for him, whether it is wild fruit or meat, they are all very rich, obviously this is not like the rainforest tribe, the food is Very adequate.

He was okay, not very hungry, but the barbarian leader next to him enjoyed it, taking a bite of a banana, and then a bite of a wild fruit, and the juice splashed out.

Does it taste good?

"It's weird to always call him the leader of the barbarians. Give him a name."

Qin Mu had a whim and wanted to name the savage in front of him.

"Seeing that you can eat so well, and you're still naive, I'll call you Fan bucket."

After the decision was made, Qin Mu pointed at the barbarian leader and said, "Look here."

The barbarian leader's eyes suddenly stared at Qin Mu's fingers, and he stopped after taking a bite of the wild fruit.

"You, Fan bucket."

Qin Mu pointed his index finger to the chest of the barbarian leader, and kept repeating these two words in his mouth.

"Fan bucket..."

Fan Tong tried very hard to imitate Qin Mu's accent, but fortunately he said it completely, at least seven or eight similar.

"Yes, very good."

Qin Mu showed a satisfied smile.

Now it seems that these savages are not stupid. On the contrary, they are very smart. They are smart enough to find ways to solve all their needs. It is because they are too leisurely that they can have more time to think about these things.

Therefore, the more things that Pastor Qin taught, the more they thought about in the future. For him, this is a gift left by the gods. He will keep thinking about it and develop it later.

"Ula Ula!"

The barbarian Fan Kuan let out an excited cry, as if celebrating that he had a name.

"Kagur."

At this time, the barbarian king of the Plains tribe walked in through the gate of Stone City.

Qin Mu looked at him with a little more thought. Compared to Fan Tong, this king was much smarter and calmer. He calmly questioned his origins, instead of attacking them directly. The barbarian tribe may have swarmed directly. It can be seen from this that this human king has the potential to be a leader, and can even handle conflicts between barbarians. He is a real leader.

"It's idle anyway, why don't you give him a name too."

Qin Mu seemed addicted and wanted to name the king again.

"This plain is located in the territory of the future Daxia, and you are the king of barbarians, so why not call it the Xiawang."

Qin Mu's name has always been arbitrary, even as simple as the exit.

He told the other party what he meant.

Xia Wang whispered his name in a low voice.

"King Xia... King Xia..."

King Xia, who got the new name, didn't look as excited as Fan Tong, but calmed down and thought about the meaning of these two words.

Seeing him like this, Qin Mu couldn't help but become interested.

He decided to teach them something more.

He picked up the branches on the ground and wrote the word "Xiawang" on the soil.

"This is your name."

Qin Mu said with the accent of "King Xia" in his mouth, and then pointed to the words on the ground, the meaning was obvious.

Xia Wang obviously also reacted.

He looked at the words on the ground in amazement.

For him, this is more like a pattern, a symbol, just like when we read the characters of other countries, ghosts and symbols, we can't understand them at all.

However, this did not affect the enthusiasm of Xia Wang and Fan Tong.

Their dark eyes kept staring at the writing on the ground.

Fan barrel even grabbed the branches on the ground and began to imitate.

From horizontal to vertical, every detail is spared, but unfortunately, the writing is crooked, not like a word at all.

But after he wrote it several times, he finally had seven or eight similarities.

Taking advantage of this novelty, Qin Mu also wrote many words.

The first line reads: Jiang, Su, Ji.

In addition to Xia, the four surnames happened to be gathered together. These words first appeared in Qin Mu's mind.

Because these four surnames are the most common and relatively simple in Daxia. He also wrote a lot of surnames on the ground, so that Fan Tuo and the others could identify them. Anyway, he taught them something, and it was up to them to learn whether they could learn it or not.

After doing this, Qin Mu remembered that he hadn't asked Xia King for any clues about the so-called messengers of the gods.

Pass on your spiritual will to Queen Xia.

Xia Wang began to tell his own experience.

Only then did Qin Mu understand the origin of these stone cities and wooden houses.

They didn't build these houses, they already existed, they just lived in them, and the last batch of barbarians who lived in the houses had been annexed by them.

And the messengers of the gods would come every once in a while, as if to take a look and then ignore it. They are also completely different from them. They look like some monsters, and they have never seen them before. The most hateful thing is that these **** messengers have to take away some children every time they come, and those children never come back.

This made King Xia very angry, but there was nothing he could do, because he and his clan were not their opponents at all. They could beat all the barbarians by themselves, and even killed a lot of people.

That's why priests say that creatures that fall from the world are all ominous things. Every time they fall from the world, they will bring disaster, not without reason.

After Qin Mu heard it, it was considered that his previous guesses were both correct and wrong.

It is correct that these buildings were indeed built by those invading creatures, and King Xia just annexed the original tribe here. What is wrong is that the tribe here was not gathered by the invaders, but the credit of King Xia alone, the result of his victory. The ability to annex so many tribes shows his extraordinary ability.

Qin Mu couldn't help but have doubts when he learned this.

What is the purpose of these invaders coming to Blue Star?

Just for surveillance? It neither ruled nor colonized, and even promoted the development of civilization. Could it be that the sun is coming out from the west?

Putting down his confusion, Qin Mu glanced at Fan Tuan beside him. In just ten minutes, he had already written row after row of text on the ground.

It's just this text... a bit familiar...

It is not at all what Qin Mu wrote before, but it has been improved.

He was not as straight and neat as Qin Mu's writing, but was twisted and twisted. He looked familiar and reminded Qin Mu of oracle bone inscriptions.

right! It's Oracle!

The more Qin Mu looks, the more he looks like it, he has basically hammered it This improvement

Unexpectedly, the simplified Chinese characters were actually written by these savages into oracle bone inscriptions!

It can only be said that history is always strikingly similar.

If words can appear in a way acceptable to savages, then this is true learning and mastery.

Thinking of this, Qin Mu couldn't help showing a wry smile.

Fan bucket also pointed at the patterns on the soil with a lively expression, and kept teaching Xia Wang to read these words.

"Whoa!!"

At this time, a golden light appeared above the sky.

A very similar scene appeared in the void.

Qin Mu immediately understood that this was a new power of merit.

The credit naturally comes from the creation of words.

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(End of this chapter)