Chapter 311 The Advent of the Lord and the Infants Kindness
"Give your heart to humanity!"
"Give your heart to humanity!"
More and more grass babies gathered together, surrounding Yu Liang and Zhong Chen on the edge of the river bank. They raised their arms and shouted, shaking the mountains and the sea with their anger.
Yu Liang was a little overwhelmed by this sudden excitement. He looked around at the grass babies. The grass babies he touched seemed to be inspired and shouted more excitedly. Their already unlovable faces also looked more ferocious.
This fighting spirit deeply affected the Cao Ying tribe. Yu Liang even saw that the skin of some Cao Ying became red, and the grass on their heads also differentiated into sharp and elongated shapes, like bunches of pointed vine whips.
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Flattered.
Yu Liang never thought that it would be so easy to win over the Cao Ying tribe.
It is normal for a person to talk about creatures and be irrational. However, a group of people can be so emotional and completely ignore the interests of the group. This still makes Yu Liang a little surprised.
simply……
It is simply the best commentary on Le Pen's "The Crowd", but this is not a derogatory sense. After all, these idiots became so emotional and passionate just to help him.
At this moment, Yu Liang instinctively compared the whistle beasts with the grass babies.
The Whistle Beast regards him as the Creator, but after all, it still wants to use the Creator to maintain its own tribe and allow its tribe to continue; the grass babies are not respectful and will surround him and call him "human", pulling him away.
He asked all kinds of questions, but he could give his heart to mankind without hesitation.
What is faith and what is worship? Yu Liang has no answer in his heart.
He stretched out his hand and tried to press down, but just as he had just thought, these grass babies were not respectful, so the waves still came overlapping one after another.
At this time, the high priest Cao Cao climbed to the top of the tallest tree baby tree and used vines woven from grass leaves to severely beat the most excited red angry grass babies among them. The scene gradually calmed down and the grass babies stopped from being crazy.
He came back to his senses and wanted to see what the humans he was sworn to protect would do.
"I don't need you to give your heart to me." Yu Liang said loudly, "What I want is to help you regain the land you lost."
His eyes scanned all the grass babies: "From now on, I know that there is a tribe of beasts on the other side of your river. Their leaders continue to encroach on your territory, occupy your restored ecological environment, and force you to
They migrated north, and now the time has come to take revenge on them."
Yu Liang's voice was not particularly loud, but it accurately reached the ears of every grass baby present: "Let's kill a group of bad beasts and support a group of good beasts. From now on, there will be no more
There are beasts coming to invade your land wantonly."
He raised his arms high and spoke almost without saying a single word. His tone was firm and decisive: "Use! Cao Ying's thorns! For Cao Ying's roots! Open up new territories!"
After a few simple words, the Cao Yings imitated Yu Liang and raised their hands like crazy, repeating the declaration from Yu Liang: "Use Cao Ying's thorns as Cao Ying's roots to open up new territories!
"
After mobilizing for war, the Cao Ying tribe was united as one.
If they have a ceremony such as independent recruitment, it is estimated that they can recruit 800,000 soldiers in just one day.
With Cao Ying's support, Yu Liang followed the high priest Cao Cao towards the depths of Cao Ying's territory. Before leaving, he looked back at the three waiting sentinel beast cavalry.
He did not shy away from these words and scenes just now. As long as the hearing of the whistle beast cavalry is more sensitive, they can hear what he is saying.
Yu Liang secretly gave the three cavalrymen a "reassured" gesture to calm their minds.
The Creator does not favor another group of people. The Creator is very fair and fraternal.
After a journey of about ten minutes, Yu Liang saw a large dense forest, which was the hinterland of the grass babies. Counting the various grass babies that continued to grow to the north, there were nearly 100,000 grass babies in total.
live in this area.
Grasslands, woods, shrubs, and other green plants are so vast that you can’t even see them at a glance.
However, grass babies have always disliked open spaces. They like to be close to each other. It is best to let each other's roots entangle with each other underground. A simple small patch of grass can take root in a large number of grass babies.
"Most of these woods are filled with corpses. They are the legacy left for us after the death of the tree babies." The high priest Cao Cao reached out and patted the tree beside him. "They died, but they left the tree above them. The tree has always been there.
Grow vigorously and add green shade to this land."
It looked at the tree with very gentle eyes: "Of course, for us, it's just their bodies that died. Their spirits are attached to the trees that can't speak, and they always exist by our side."
Yu Liang looked deep into the forest. Every tree was as thick as his waist, with heights ranging from ten to twenty meters. The trees were tall and straight, like swords pointing at the sky.
He noticed that the trees above the heads of the few tree babies in the grass baby group were only seven or eight meters high, making them small compared to the trees in these woods.
Could it be said that when the tree babies die and the trees above them take root in the earth, the life form truly enters the stage of young adulthood?
After entering the woods, the grass babies around him also became silent and quiet. The woods seemed to have a magical power that could soothe the chaotic mood of every creature and make them calm down.
The greenery everywhere is so refreshing that even a layman like Yu Liang can't help but be intoxicated by this forest. If there is someone deep in the forest who can play the piano and listen to it while others play it, like Boya Ziqi, it will definitely become a good story.
After thinking about it, Yu Liang's hand fell on the tree trunk next to him like the high priest Cao Cao.
"Snapped--"
The high priest Cao Cao's cane whip hit an unknown grass baby standing next to Yu Liang, and then the high priest snorted angrily: "How many times have I told you not to touch other trees when entering the forest? This is not
Politeness. The person next to you is Eve, my dead wife!"
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "I didn't..." Cao Ying next to Yu Liang wanted to argue, but was immediately stopped by the high priest's vine whip, so he could only fold his arms gloomily.
He took root on the spot next to the dead wife of the high priest.
When the high priest saw this, he knew he was in the wrong and turned a blind eye to the grass baby's actions.
Yu Liang quickly retracted his hand. He looked at the high priest's appearance and felt funny in his heart.
Obviously, the high priest saw him touching his wife and was angry inside, but he did not dare to resist the "master", so he had to vent his anger on the grass baby next to him.
Not to mention, the atmosphere of the Cao Ying tribe is quite interesting, at least more interesting than the leadership of the Whistle Beasts.
"Sorry, Master, I'm not talking about you." High Priest Cao Cao bowed to Yu Liang, and then explained, "The plant on the head of our tribe is one of the sensitive points. This tree is equivalent to the body of a corpse.
Sensitive parts, generally speaking, it is impolite to touch tree trunks except under certain circumstances."
"I understand. If you make any etiquette mistakes, just point them out. I am the guest here." Yu Liang nodded solemnly. Even if these idiots supported him, he could not be arrogant or rude.
He looked at the tree next to him and shrank his hand again. He had just touched the body of someone else's wife?
This other person is still Cao Cao...
I always feel a little sorry for the Prime Minister.
But if you put it this way, the former wife of the short and thin high priest Cao Cao in front of you was a tree baby who was seven or eight meters tall?
Moreover, the humanoid parts of the tree babies are generally majestic and tall, and it seems that only this powerful body can support the big tree above their heads.
hiss--
It's quite outrageous when you think about it carefully, but for some reason, Yu Liang is a little curious about the high priest's previous life.
Entering the depths of the woods, almost all of the trees here are hugging trees. Their crowns have been intertwined together, and a large number of tree houses have been built on some thick branches. They seem to be the habitat of some grass babies, and more
The grass babies take root around the tree and rest on the ground.
After walking around a big tree, the scene in front of Yu Liang suddenly changed.
Dozens of towering trees stand side by side, and each tree is surrounded by escalators. The escalators lead to the building levels on the trees, either small tree houses or large villas, row after row.
From a visual inspection, the internal spaces of these buildings are quite large and can easily accommodate adults like Yu Liang.
"The treehouse above is where we conduct scientific research, raise babies, offer sacrifices, and receive guests." High Priest Cao Cao said, stretching out his hand to make an invitation gesture.
Yu Liang walked up the escalator. The distance between the escalators was just right and it didn't make him feel cramped. But at the same time, he was a little strange because this distance was not very suitable for Cao Ying. It was basically equivalent to humans.
Every staircase in the world is one meter high. Going upstairs will be tiring, right?
However, the next moment he understood the reason, and he saw the grass babies stretching out their vine whips to grab the high-rise railings, and they could lift the entire grass baby up with a simple contraction.
Yu Liang climbed about three or four floors and finally stood at the door of the tree house. He carefully observed the material of the tree house. The buildings here should be made of some kind of light wood, exuding a kind of light wood.
The fragrance of growing wood.
Looking at it, I feel that the entire tree building complex is magnificent. Even humans who are proficient in construction technology will take a lot of time to build this tree house, and grass babies without these technologies will consume more energy in this regard.
"These buildings must have taken you a lot of time, right?" Yu Liang looked at the high priest Cao Cao beside him, "I heard that the beast tribe in the south has been encroaching on your territory here, and you will build this kind of building wherever you go.
Building?”
The high priest did not reply immediately. He called two grass babies to follow him and asked them to draw the Lord's voice and smile and write down the Lord's conversations. This will be the history record of the grass babies civilization in the future.
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The twenty-third generation Cao Cao witnessed the coming of the Lord!
How great and touching!
After calming down, the high priest began to answer Yu Liang's question: "This is true most of the time. Ever since we moved to the north bank of the river decades ago, the whistle beasts and we have started to confront each other across the river. The defense of Yijiang is worse than before.
It will be much easier, and when there are more peaceful days, these architectural arts will naturally flourish."
Having said this, the high priest raised his head proudly and pointed at the center of the forest with his vine whip: "We are not as good as those savage beasts in terms of force and technology, but we are far superior to them in art and culture. What we left behind is
The dead wood, roots and some daily necessities in the abandoned territory were owned, used and regarded as the most exquisite works of art by the leaders of the group of beasts."
Yu Liang saw these buildings in his eyes and couldn't help but nodded.
The science and technology of the Cao Ying civilization is not good, but its artistic achievements are very high, and it is close to the art of human civilization and full of romantic style.
Moreover, the current Cao Ying art has not yet developed to the level of surrealism or abstraction. People with insufficient aesthetic skills like Yu Liang can easily appreciate the beauty in it.
But what made Yu Liang a little embarrassed was that the Cao Ying tribe seemed to have a unique reproductive worship, so he didn't see some of the artwork hanging on the edge of the tree house.
It was so strange, but Li Huachao kept urging him to "look around" to satisfy Erha's unique curiosity.
"I want to know why you respect me so much and your ancestral precepts." Yu Liang asked. If he didn't understand these questions, it would be difficult for him to rely on the grass babies with confidence. "I haven't seen you for a long time.
, so I want to understand your development over the past hundreds of years."
"Respected? You are the god of fertility and the savior of the Cao Ying ethnic group in ancient times. Isn't it right for us to respect you?" the high priest asked strangely.
"Savior?" Yu Liang felt guilty inexplicably.
Does it mean kidnapping you grass babies from the dreams of mathematicians, forcing you to have children, and then selling grass babies for huge profits?
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! "Of course, according to Cao Cao's first generation, his grandfather's grandfather lived in a dangerous area full of rabbit monsters. At that time, the Cao Ying tribe was torn apart.
You need to fight for the ownership of a lawn, and sometimes you are preyed on by rabbit monsters, or you are trampled to death by some more powerful monsters, trampled to death for no reason, just like crushing an ant." The high priest side.
As he spoke, he led Yu Liang to the largest tree house, which was almost as big as a small square. "You saved the ancestors of the grass babies, gave them a magnificent living environment, and gave them a carefree life. Every day
Isn’t it worth being grateful for the things you can do?”
"Okay, indeed." Yu Liang shrugged, and he probably understood the thoughts of those grass babies, "You know, this is just a piece of cake for me, so I don't think this is a rescue, it is better to say it is a
The rights you grass babies deserve will be returned to you."
Cao Ying, who was standing next to him, immediately dipped a bamboo pen in black ink and wrote: "In the 17th year of the 23rd generation of the Daying Calendar, the Lord came to the Ying group to guide the work. It was known in history as 'The Lord Returns to Yingquan'."
"Yes." The high priest led Yu Liang into the semi-open-air square, "Our Cao Ying's civilization all depends on the teachings of the Lord. A long time ago, our ancestor 'Cao Cao' lived in a magnificent temple. The Lord often
Come to the temple, teach them primitive aesthetics and social concepts, and plant the seeds for Cao Ying civilization."
In the center was something like a hammock, which looked very comfortable, so Yu Liang obeyed the high priest's words and sat on the main seat.
Hearing this, Yu Liang frowned slightly, he was a little confused.
The splendid temple refers to the third floor of Xu Cixi's house, but...
Teach Cao Ying primitive aesthetics and social concepts?
when?
Has he ever done such a thing?
"What social concepts?" Yu Liang asked.
"It is not guilty to indulge in freedom." The high priest said firmly, and Yu Liang was stunned when he heard it.
At this time, two historians wrote: "The master and the high priest discussed special fetishes, and the master and the baby had great fun. It was called 'sitting on the road to discuss fetishes' in history."
Yu Liang was suspicious. He had some doubts about the authenticity of this historical data. Could it be a lie made up by Cao Cao to break Cao Ying's monogamy?
For the legality of freedom?
Just like the divine right of kings in ancient times?
"What is primitive aesthetics?" Yu Liang instinctively felt that something was wrong, and now even the words "primitive aesthetics" made him wary.
"Primitive aesthetics is the love for the baby body." The high priest said with certainty. He waved and thirty or forty female or male grass babies walked to the center of the stage. Their faces were serious and they were arranged neatly.
Some of the grass babies have obvious characteristics of flesh and blood civilization, such as tentacles, bone spurs or other things.
"Their bodies have some changes, but we don't think this is a deformity, and we won't discriminate against them because of their special body structure. On the contrary, this is a unique and refined beauty." The high priest said, speaking.
Zhongduo praised it, "This concept is also inspired by primitive beauty, and is the origin of the idea of equality among our Daying ethnic groups."
It stretched out its hand and its words became more passionate: "Next, we will bring the most original aesthetic guidance! The beauty of the body is the master of art!"
After saying this, dozens of hard straight vine sticks grew out of the stage, and each grass baby had such a stick beside them, just like a matching set.
The grass babies took out white rabbit ears with a special texture and put them on their heads. At the same time, they put on black stockings, swung their tentacles, danced close to the rattan tube, constantly twisting their bodies, and moved their bodies without hesitation.
The most beautiful part was displayed in front of Yu Liang in the form of dance.
Li Huachao's voice suddenly became louder: "It's done! Master Tao, I'm done!"
Yu Liang: "..."
Now what is this?
A group of rabbit-eared, black stockings and tentacled girls were pole dancing in front of him?
Li Huachao, can you do something serious in your free time?
Well, the historical facts from ancient times are not deceiving. Yu Liang has figured out what exactly happened in the temple back then.
He should have thought of it earlier.
At the same time, two historians, Cao Ying, looked at Yu Liang's iron-black face. After thinking for a moment, they continued to write: "The Lord appreciated the traditional dance of the Daying ethnic group and spoke highly of it. It is called the 'Lord's Smile' in history."