Chapter 422 This is what cute things should look like
Maoqiu and Huzi looked at each other, as if to say: He just looks down on us!
Huzi felt sad, and suddenly felt that it was actually good not to have to go up this cliff because he was so big before, at least he didn't have to be forced to write like now.
It looked at Furball with sympathy, as if to say: Brother Qiu, I didn’t expect you to be so difficult before!
Xiaobai didn't understand the flirting between the two little guys, and looked at them with the same doubt: Isn't it just writing? Is it difficult?
That's exactly the look of confusion that a top student would have when looking at a low-achieving student.
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Finally, the suffering of Maoqiu and Huzi was relieved by Xiao Xiangji's words, "Brother Yun, it's time to eat." They disappeared from the table faster than anything else.
Yun Buliu was already used to this. He stood up and reached out to pick up Xiaobai from the table and put it on his shoulder, "Let's go eat!"
After enjoying a delicious meal cooked by Xiao Xiangji, Yun Buliu felt that his decision to accept the little skeleton was really wise and powerful.
And Xiao Xiangji’s skills are not limited to this. Xiao Xiangji, who is studious, is now the most educated person around him... Of course, limited by the educational level of Yun Buliu, the person who taught him, Xiao Xiangji
No matter how high Xiang Ji's level is, she can't get any higher.
But compared to those primitive people, that is the difference between cloud and mud.
In addition, because she stayed with Yun Buliu and compiled the "Book of Formations" with Yun Buliu, she was not inferior to Mimili and the others in terms of formation attainments.
After several years of digestion and study, she has already thoroughly understood that knowledge.
After lunch, Yun Buliu threw three more metal plaques to Dajiao and his family, and then the two little guys, Maoqiu and Huzi, took Dajiao and his sister and disappeared.
Dajiao's mother turned to look at herself, who had shrunk in size, and then ran into the woods, wondering if she was looking for her former companions.
Having said that, this time of year seems to be the season for the wild deer... uh-huh. I don't know if it will come back again and bring back a younger brother or sister for Bighorn and the others.
Yun Buliu asked Xiao Xiangji to take Xiao Bai back to the cliff and teach Xiao Bai how to read and digit, both ancient characters and Chinese characters.
In fact, if we really talk about it seriously, there seems to be some connection between ancient characters and Chinese characters, as if Chinese characters are simplified versions of those ancient characters.
Yun Buliu even thought, could it be possible to replace the ancient characters with Chinese characters? After all, in terms of writing, writing simplified Chinese characters is much simpler than writing tadpole script.
Simplified Chinese characters are much easier to promote than tadpole characters.
The reason why everyone should learn ancient writing is to facilitate communication, because many primitive tribes study ancient writing, and in cross-tribal communication, everyone still uses ancient language. But in fact, learning this ancient language is indeed
Very troublesome.
Yun Buliu felt that it might be possible to promote the Chinese language in the world. Although Chinese is difficult to speak, he felt that it was easier to learn than tadpole literature.
"Sister Xiaobai, let's go!" Xiaoxiangji picked up Xiaobai and returned to the cliff, while whispering to Xiaobai, "Has sister Xiaobai also learned those formation runes? Oh, don't worry.
Come on! I can memorize those formations, and I will talk to my sister about it then..."
Listening to Xiao Xiangji's soft whisper, Yun Buliu walked into the bamboo forest.
In the bamboo forest, Tuanzi was gnawing on a bamboo. The figure sitting there was almost twenty meters tall. He was covered in plush hair and looked like a black and white hill.
Yun Buliu stood in front of it, like a little thing. Compared with when he first saw it, it was completely different. Before, it was a little thing, about the size of a palm, and was used as a ball by a small fur ball on a giant wooden pile.
The same scrolling scene seems to be still vivid in my mind.
When he saw Yun Buliu, the little dumpling chewing bamboo, he was stunned for a moment, and then he started to scream at him.
Yun Buliu smiled, took out a small metal plate, and used his mental power to activate the formation restriction on it, shrouding Tuanzi with the light of the formation restriction.
As a result, the body of the dumpling shrank at a speed visible to the naked eye, and finally shrank into a small dumpling with a diameter of less than half a meter. Such a small dumpling is a truly cute thing.
Yun Buliu laughed and hung the metal plate on the little guy's neck, "This is what a cute creature like you should look like! Well, not bad, not bad..."
Then the little guy hugged him and killed him. It was much more energetic than before. Although its size had become smaller, it didn't mean that its strength had degraded to this level.
Although the strength has deteriorated due to the smaller size, this is definitely true, but it is only the strength of the body that has deteriorated, and the energy and mental power in the body have not changed.
It's just that the mental power of Xiaotuanzi and Huzi is not strong enough to support them to use their mental power to perform illusions, connect spiritually with everyone, and communicate spiritually.
Holding the little dumpling in his arms, Yun Buliu returned to the edge of the small bamboo building, and then gave the little dumpling a good bath with soap. After his whole body became fragrant, he carried it back to the cliff.
"Xiaotuanzi, come on, starting from today, I will teach you how to read and write. As a little dumpling who is destined to be recorded in history in the future, how can you be justified if you are illiterate, right?"
Xiaotuanzi looked at Yun Buliu, his dark eyes looked like he was at a loss.
Yun Buliu held Xiaotuanzi on his lap and came out with the simple poems he had copied before, "Come, read after me, well, you can just read it in your heart, "Grass", Li Li Yuan Shang Cao...
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Xiao Xiangji and Xiao Bai looked up at Yun Buliu and Xiao Tuanzi, then lowered their heads to imitate themselves.
Xiaobai's foundation was much higher than Yun Buliu's expectation, and his learning speed was much faster than Yun Buliu's guess. No way, Yun Buliu's prediction speed was completely obtained from Xiaomaoqiu.
It is obviously incorrect to predict Xiaobai with the speed of Xiao Maoqiu, a poor learner.
When Xiao Xiangji taught Xiao Bai, it didn't seem easy.
But it was obviously not that easy for him to teach Xiaotuanzi. Xiaotuanzi only sat for a while and was already twisting restlessly in his arms, constantly crawling to the side, trying to break free from Yun Buliu's restraint.
This made Yun Buliu realize that the little dumpling in front of him might be another scumbag.
But why are there so many scumbags around me?
It's wrong to think that people are divided into groups and birds of a feather flock together. Although he was indeed a scumbag in the past, he is now more academic than a top student! He learns things very quickly.
Yun Buliu felt a little melancholy. After half an hour, he finally gave up his struggle.