Chapter 229 The bow and arrow destined to disappoint
The people of the Qingque tribe once again had insomnia. Some people were recalling the stories told by the Son of God and were immersed in them.
More people are thinking about those powerful weapons called bows and arrows, which can shoot down the sun from the sky. This is really unimaginable!
Then I thought about the kind of weapon that the Son of God would make tomorrow, and I felt even more excited. I couldn't help but think about the bow and arrow in my mind.
Does such a powerful weapon have to be too big to hold?
Their aesthetic views are still very pure, and they worship big and round things.
This can be seen from the word "beautiful".
Sheep are beautiful when they are big. Big sheep taste delicious and are extremely durable. This feels good. Starting from this most simple and intuitive feeling, the concept of beauty is slowly developed.
There were many people who couldn't sleep. Shi Shi, who had been completely distracted by Han Cheng, was also tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep.
However, what he was thinking about was different from most people. It was not a powerful bow and arrow, but a magical elixir that could make people fly into the sky after eating it.
Queen Mother of the West, where can I find this incredibly powerful tribal witch?
Thinking of this, he was filled with confusion.
However, amidst the entanglement, there was also an unbearable excitement, because he got another way to fly to the sky from the Son of God, that is, the Queen Mother of the West and her elixir.
Girls like Xiaomei Xiaoli and Chen don’t have as much pressure in life as adults. Since the arrival of the Son of God, they have never been hungry again. In addition to the nature of some girls, the most important thing to consider is not
The kind of bow and arrow that makes adults tremble with excitement is Chang'e who lives alone on the moon holding a rabbit and dances from time to time.
Dancing, they didn't have this concept at first. After Shenzi led everyone to dance around the flames that night when they moved into their new house, they realized that this was dancing and that dancing was such a fun thing.
Then, in their minds, the scene of a taller and stronger woman, wrapped in animal skins, dancing on the moon with a rabbit in her arms, automatically appeared in their minds.
As for what kind of dance they were dancing - of course it was the kind of dance given to them by the Son of God, which was called Yangge by the Son of God.
Thinking like this, Xing suddenly shook his head and felt that Chang'e was very pitiful. She danced alone without flames to accompany her. How could she have the joy of dancing together as a tribe?
Naturally, Han Cheng would not know the strange thoughts of the people in the tribe. Lying in bed, he had already taken his mind off the two familiar stories of Chang'e flying to the moon and Hou Yi shooting the sun.
Lying on the warm kang, he was still thinking about how to make charcoal.
This is really a distressing thing.
Damn it, next time I’ll light the fire from above!
After carefully recalling the continuous failure of charcoal burning in the past few days, Han Cheng became more and more clueless and became upset.
After thinking for a while, he became anxious and thought about it violently.
After this idea came up, Han Cheng felt a little funny. Why was he still as immature as a child sometimes?
After laughing at myself for a while, I decided not to think about it anymore. If I had the time, it would be better to think more about bows and arrows. After all, this group of people were waiting for me.
He lay like this for a while, but in the end he didn't think about bows and arrows anymore, because the idea that appeared unintentionally kept spinning in his mind and became more and more ingrained.
Han Cheng actually had the urge to get up and try firing a kiln at this time.
I have tried to burn it so many times, but I have never lit a fire from above, so it doesn't cost much firewood to burn it once.
So many have been burned down before, it doesn't matter if one more kiln is destroyed.
After making such a decision, Han Cheng's chaotic heart gradually calmed down, sleepiness surged, and he soon entered a dream.
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Early the next morning, everyone in the Qingque tribe got up. Even the warmth of the kang could not stop their determination to get up.
"Son of God!"
They had been waiting for a while and looked at Han Cheng who opened the door and came out, shouting with excitement and eagerness on their faces.
After Han Cheng was slightly surprised, he smiled. These people were very interested in bows and arrows. They were much better than him, the son of God, who only wanted to make charcoal.
only……
It's just that they are destined to be disappointed, because even the most developed bows and arrows cannot shoot down the sun, and neither can the rockets of later generations.
If I had known that I would make the bow and arrow first and then tell the legend about Hou Yi shooting the sun, then they would not have such a big gap in their hearts after seeing the bow and arrow they made.
Han Cheng thought this helplessly and asked everyone to wait for him first.
After he solved his personal problems and simply took a shower, he began to make bows and arrows amidst everyone's expectations.
With a group of people, he searched around the tribe for a while and found a tree with a more flexible texture. He pointed to a branch as thick as a baby's arm. Without him having to do anything, these people who had insomnia thinking about bows and arrows immediately
He pounced on him fiercely.
Instead of cutting down the branch, he directly attacked the tree, which was over thirty centimeters in diameter.
They had already imagined the bow and arrow last night. Although they could not think of the specific appearance of the bow and arrow, there was one thing that everyone agreed on, and that was that it was big!
No one would believe that something that can knock down the sun is not big.
So they simply ignored the branch, thinking that the Son of God was referring to this tree...
Han Cheng couldn't help but be stunned as he looked at the few people surrounding the tree, waving their stone axes in a ferocious mess.
How big of a bow do these guys want to make?
Moreover, it would take a long time to cut down such a tree. He also wanted to quickly make the bow and then experiment with his shabby charcoal-burning idea. This was not going to waste time.
He hurriedly called out to his senior brother, junior brother Sha, and pointed to the upper branch again, indicating that it would be enough to cut this one down instead of cutting down the tree.
Everyone was surprised. Looking at the small branch and then at the Son of God, they looked puzzled. Could such a thing be able to make a bow and arrow that could shoot down the sun?
Han Cheng understood what these guys were thinking, and said in a dumbfounded voice: "Cut down this big tree and make it into a weapon. Which of you can handle it?"
When everyone heard Han Cheng say this, they couldn't help but be a little embarrassed. They only thought about being big, but they forgot this point.
The branches as thick as a baby's arm were cut down, and Han Cheng took everyone who was itching and unbearable to go back to the tribe and began to make the first bow and arrow in the history of the Qingque tribe, which was also destined to disappoint.
