Chapter 823 Heaven does not give birth to a son of God, eternity is like a long night (four in one, there are
(More tips for book friend Wu Weiqing)
Stone is different from mud and adobe bricks. Compared with them, stone's thermal conductivity is not very good.
But don't forget that the shaman of the Tengshe Tribe who was better than the witches at the time used to fry fat meat on stone slabs to get the fat, and then used it as a reward from the gods to deceive the people of the tribe.
Now, the leader of the Black Stone Tribe is lying on the fire bed made of stone, and there is a small fire burning continuously underneath, so let's not mention the result.
It’s just simmered over low heat to get the real flavor!
Because the fire is always burning slowly, the temperature does not rise quickly, and it has an effect similar to boiling a frog in warm water.
In addition, the leader of the Blackstone Tribe has basically not slept well since the cold weather came down. Now he finally feels the warmth of spring and sleeps very deeply, so the result is that the Blackstone Tribe is sweating profusely.
When the leader woke up from his sleep, much of the skin on his back had been burned to death, turning white and blistered.
Feeling the ubiquitous pain from his back, and thinking about the consequences of sleeping like this, the leader of the Black Stone Tribe, who was about to be burned on a teppanyaki, suddenly became angry and roared.
, almost roasted him first
He destroyed the stone fire pit, and then punched and kicked the tree bark who was squatting on the ground with his head in his arms. In the process, some people from the Black Stone tribe also joined in, and together they attacked the leader who almost killed them.
Beat the roasted bark.
Countless fists and kicks fell, really like a violent storm.
If it hadn't been for the past nearly a year, the tree bark had been beaten frequently, and its ability to resist beatings had been greatly improved. Moreover, it had the foresight to squat on the ground with its head in hand, hoping to survive such a beating.
It is really not easy to survive.
At this time, the cave became quiet. The leader of the Black Stone Tribe, who was lying on his side, would take a few breaths from time to time. The pain in his back made him not in the mood to continue sleeping.
The fire that has been burning all year round is emitting light, and the flames are not jumping, shaking the shadows in the cave.
"Pooh."
Bark sat up against the stone wall and spat out a mouthful of bloody saliva.
While spitting, he did not dare to make too much noise, fearing that it would attract the attention of the leader of the Blackstone Tribe and result in him being beaten again.
Sitting here, Bark looked at the leader of the Black Stone Tribe who was lying on his side next to the fire with malicious eyes from afar.
It was night at this time, and the fire light in the cave was not very bright, and most of the people had already gone to sleep. No one would notice him again, so the bark of the tree at this time could unabashedly cast its malicious eyes.
exposed.
At this time, Shubari felt very regretful. If he had known that this would be the case, he should have set the fire bigger and burned the ferocious leader of the Black Stone Tribe to death!
Darkness can encourage people to have dark thoughts. Some people who look very sunny during the day will develop many dark thoughts when they are alone in the dark, let alone being beaten so severely and having sex with them.
The Blackstone Tribe still has such a hatred of bark.
Bark's eyes were fixed on the leader of the Black Stone Tribe. After a while, he finally slowly moved aside and finally landed on the pile of stones that were blackened by the flames and some of which were stained with mud.
.
As long as he lifts this big stone and hits the leader of the Black Stone Tribe hard, this cruel and vicious guy will definitely die.
He will never be able to be himself again!
Shupi sat here, thinking this in his heart.
Then he began to recall how at the beginning of this year, the leader of the Blackstone Tribe led his men to conquer his tribe and how he killed the people of his tribe.
In addition to these, Shupi also carefully recalled the various beatings he received from the leader of the Blackstone Tribe after he came to this tribe.
Thinking back to this, Bark Collar's already heaving chest became even more heaving.
Hatred gave him a lot of courage, and the dark and quiet cave further fueled his courage.
After his chest heaved for a while, his whole body ached, and his chest was beating like a drum. Bark swallowed a mouthful of bloody saliva, pressed his swollen hands on the stone wall behind him, and slowly and quietly stood up.
The leader of the Black Stone Tribe, whose back was burned with blisters, didn't take a breath for a while. He must have fallen asleep.
The person who was sitting by the fire and taking care of the fire turned around sleepily and sat there, slumping over.
No one noticed the bark standing up.
After standing there for a while, Shupi clenched his fist fiercely, and walked slowly towards the pile of stones with trembling legs.
The Blackstone Tribe attaches great importance to the Blackstone weapons that made them rich. Generally speaking, people like Shubark have no access to them at all.
Moreover, after Shupi and the others moved into the cave, these black stone weapons were placed in a relatively remote area of the cave when not in use, where Shupi and the others were not allowed to pass.
Not only black stone weapons, but also general sharpened stick-like weapons, as well as bows and arrows, are usually placed deep in the cave.
Without the order of the leader of the Blackstone Tribe, ordinary people cannot take it randomly, especially people like Bark.
However, this time, the leader of the Blackstone Tribe forgot something, and these things were the Teppanyaki-style fire kang that he kicked down hard not long ago.
This fire pit was made of stones. After being kicked down, the stones were scattered all over the ground.
Bark, who was walking slowly and silently, came to the pile of stones. He bent down and hugged a stone with both hands.
The moment his hands came into contact with the stone, his heart beat even harder, as if it was about to burst out of his throat. His legs seemed to be sifting chaff. His whole body seemed to have had most of its strength drained away, and he became lifeless.
When I gain strength, I feel light all over.
The huge stone was still lifted off the ground by the bark of the tree. At this moment, there was a sudden noise in the cave, and someone stood up from the fire. This was a core member of the Black Stone Tribe.
"#￥%der?"
This man, who looked a little sleepy, was startled when he saw the bark next to the pile of stones, and then asked aloud.
He meant to ask what the bark was doing.
He was not the only one who was frightened. The bark of the tree, whose heartbeat was beating like a drum, was also frightened so much that the stone he had just lifted off the ground fell back again.
Shupi was frozen on the spot, not knowing what to say or what to do for a moment.
There was only one thought wandering back and forth in my mind, and that was that I was going to die this time!
This is not the most terrible thing. The most terrible thing is that as this person asked, many people who were sleeping were awakened. Because of the pain in their backs, the leader of the Blackstone Tribe, who was sleeping very lightly, was even more alarmed.
He sat up directly.
“#￥5dy……”
Under such circumstances, the sound of stiff bark sounded, which meant that he wanted to relieve himself and was looking for smaller stones to wipe his butt.
As he said this, he picked up a small piece of stone stained with dirt and held it in his hand.
No one thought that this person who had been tamed by them would really dare to do anything harmful to them. After all, in the past, their leader and they had also beaten this bark.
The leader of the Blackstone Tribe was awakened. After scolding Bark who was standing there and trembling all over, he asked Bark to relieve himself, while he lay down on his side with difficulty and continued to sleep.
As for the trembling bark and the extremely unnatural sound, many of them noticed it, but didn't pay much attention to it.
Because Shupi made such a big mistake not long ago and was severely beaten by their leader, it is normal for something like this to happen.
Bark, who had escaped from death, walked out of the cave with the dirt-stained rocks that saved his life, and came to the ice and snow. Being attacked by such a cold, his whole body shook even more...
Bark walked in from outside the cave, and after blocking the door, he shook his body and returned to the place where he slept. He pressed his hands against the stone wall and slowly lay down on the hay.
As time passed, the cave fell into silence again, just like before.
Shupi wanted to get up again, pick up the stone and continue what he had not finished before, but after thinking about it for so long, his body never moved.
He recalled the tragic experience again, trying to give himself enough courage.
Thinking of this, Shupi's chest soon began to rise and fall violently, but whenever such emotions brewed to the top, the voice of the person who just asked him would suddenly appear in his mind, which made him finally muster up.
All the courage was lost.
Just wait a little longer...
Now that my body is covered with injuries, and not all the people in the tribe are asleep, I may not be able to kill this brutal guy if I act again at this time...
Bark bark, who failed to stand up again after trying several times, said this to himself.
After such thoughts arose, his racing heart slowly calmed down, and his whole body suddenly became relaxed, and he quickly fell asleep while lying there...
Time passes quietly in the busy days, taking away some things and leaving some things behind.
Unknowingly, the ten years of Qingque have come to an end.
Amidst the white snow and the biting cold wind, as the new year approaches, everyone in the Qingque tribe seems to have a fire burning continuously in their hearts, burning more and more prosperously.
The wild boar, which had been kept in captivity for generations and became increasingly lazy, was pushed to the ground, its front and rear hooves were tightly tied with ropes, and it was put on a stick and carried out of the pig pen.
It was placed on its side on a platform of about one meter. The pig's head and neck were beyond the scope of the platform. Several people firmly held down the struggling wild boar.
Perhaps because he felt that he was about to die, the wild boar was howling desperately, and the sound was extremely sad.
But no matter how miserable he is, he still cannot escape the fate of being killed and eaten for meat.
Then with an extremely shrill scream, the copper knife stained with some blood was pulled out from the pig's neck, and the blood with some bubbles shot into the pottery basin below.
The second senior brother watched with tears in his eyes. After adding fresh pig blood to water and adding some salt, stir and solidify, the blood tofu made is the most delicious.
Place it on a flat copper pot, add some mutton oil and fry it carefully, then add some garlic juice, the taste will be unforgettable!
Chickens, ducks and geese suffered a lot. Many of them were slaughtered, skinned or scalded with boiling water and plucked, and then became food for everyone during the Chinese New Year.
At the door of the kitchen, the tofu box was opened, revealing white, tender and square tofu.
The witch who had lost another tooth took a slender copper knife and cut off a piece of steaming tofu, dipped it in his hand and ate it with garlic juice, and his eyes narrowed in comfort...
In the waiting full of expectation and joy, the New Year is approaching day by day.
All the expectations and preparations were fully demonstrated at the New Year's Eve dinner.
The aroma of wine, meat, milk, vegetables... all kinds of aromas are mixed together. Many meals that are enough to make people look forward to are placed together on weekdays. Just looking at them makes people salivate.
The urge to flow.
The fruit wine filled the bowls in front of everyone. At Han Cheng's signal, everyone stood up with their wine bowls in hand. After raising their glasses in celebration, everyone raised their necks and drank it all.
“New Year’s Eve dinner begins!”
Following Han Cheng's order, everyone who had been drinking together picked up their chopsticks and picked up the food that they had been coveting for a long time.
The dining hall, which was originally very lively, suddenly fell into a kind of silence after Han Cheng announced that it was time to eat.
This is because everyone is only focused on putting food into their mouths and no longer thinks about talking.
Han Cheng, who was sitting on the table with Wu, picked up a piece of fish with chopsticks and chewed it carefully. Looking at the spectacular scene of hundreds of people eating together, he smiled on his face and was filled with emotion in his heart.
At this time, he found the feeling he had during the New Year celebrations as a child again.
This feeling can be called the taste of the year.
In later generations, I don’t know since when, I no longer have such expectations for Han Chenggong during the Chinese New Year.
Maybe it’s because I’ve grown up, or maybe it’s because my living standard has improved. What I eat on weekdays is no different from what I eat during the Chinese New Year.
You can also go back to Zhuangzi during the Chinese New Year, and there are wine tables and card games everywhere.
All of them smoked cigarettes that were in the tens of thousands. When it came to wages, none were less than 10,000 a month. Each one made more money than the other.
Or it could be the increasingly formalized visiting of relatives after the New Year...
These many things are mixed together, causing the flavor of the year in my memory and the flavor of the year that I want to become less and less, or even nonexistent at all.
The expectations for the new year have also become lower.
However, this kind of thing that Han Cheng was less and less able to feel and regretted in later generations was once again found in the Qingque tribe today.
Maybe this is also the benefit of living in a relatively backward place, or the times...
The Qingque tribe's New Year's Eve dinner was held in the afternoon. After the sumptuous New Year's Eve dinner, the sky basically became dark.
With the lighting of the bonfire and the beating of the leather drum, the more lively New Year's Eve begins.
Girls love flowers, boys love guns, this sentence is not true at all.
The little girls from the Qingque tribe, who were wearing braids and carrying lanterns made of ice, ran happily back and forth.
The boys in the tribe are not too cold about this. What they prefer to do is to throw the cut bamboo into the burning bonfire, then cover their ears and lean sideways, full of excitement and excitement.
Looking at the burning fire with some fear, looking forward to the sound and sparks of the firecrackers...
Under the ice and snow, the rest of the tribe hid in caves and shivered, looking forward to the night when the cold days left quickly, but the Qingque tribe was a sea of joy.
If someone could overlook the night sky, they would find that at this night, on this piece of land, there are two places with flickering lights. These two places are the Qingque main tribe and the Tongshan residential area.
Maybe after a few more years, there will be more lights like this on nights like this, and eventually the land will be covered with stars, just like the stars in the sky.
Although this process may be slow, and you may encounter some setbacks and difficulties along the way, no matter what, a spark will one day develop into a prairie fire...
Happy days always pass very quickly, and the year has passed in the blink of an eye.
It is said to be the past, but in another sense, it is not past, because it remains in people's hearts.
The old primitive man in new clothes was leaning against a wall, lost in thought. In the past two days, all the things that happened during the New Year were going back and forth in his mind.
Every time I think about it, I will be shocked again.
One year once again refreshed the old primitive man's understanding of the Qingque tribe and his understanding of a happy life, making him feel as if he was in the clouds.
Not only him, but everyone in the Wind Tribe and the neighboring Wind Tribe felt the same way.
This year, it satisfied and greatly surpassed all their fantasies about a happy life, letting them know that there is such a life...
After being shocked over and over again, doubts arose in the old primitive man's heart.
He couldn't understand why they could live so well in the Qingque tribe, possessing and enjoying so many things even though they were all tribes.
The old primitive man expressed his doubts. After hearing the old primitive man's doubts, the leader of the Linfeng tribe and the rest of the two tribes all became confused. Regarding this question of the old primitive man,
They were confused, and they felt they couldn’t figure it out.
"It's because of the Son of God! It's because there is a Son of God in our tribe, and these are all brought by the Son of God!"
After hearing their doubts, an old man from the Qingque tribe gave the answer loudly and proudly without even thinking about it.
At the same time, he also secretly despised the old primitive people. What is there to ask about such a simple matter?
Yes, it is indeed because of the Son of God. The tribe they lived in before did not have the Son of God, so their lives were very difficult, as if they had been living in a dark and cold night, unable to find their direction or see a way out.
Now that they have come to the kind-hearted Qingque tribe and met the wise Son of God, they finally feel the light and find their direction.
These feelings of the old primitive people were known to Stone, who had always been relatively close to them, and the Stone recorded them.
After being passed down from generation to generation, this passage was summarized by later generations - If the sky does not give birth to a son of God, eternity will be like a long night!
Han Cheng walked by here and heard the conversation between them. While he was happy that he could have such a high status in the hearts of the tribe, he also slowly shook his head.
"The tribe can have so many things and surpass many tribes. Part of the reason is because of me, but more of it is something else!"
Han Cheng gathered everyone in the tribe and spoke loudly to them.
As soon as Han Cheng's words came out, the people in the tribe immediately became confused.
How is this possible?!
The changes in the tribe only started after the arrival of the Son of God.
It is because of the leadership of the Son of God that our tribe was able to become what it is today at an astonishing speed, which is enviable and surprising.
This is something that I and others have witnessed and experienced personally. Why does the Son of God say at this time that he only accounts for a part of it? Are there some more important reasons?
What is the reason that is more important than the Son of God? Everyone is confused.
They racked their brains and thought, but they couldn't come up with a reasonable answer.
Because, in their understanding, the Son of God is the most important and wisest!
"This thing is labor!
Through labor, we are able to have so much food!
Through hard work, we have a spacious and bright house to live in!
Through labor, we can get what we want one by one!
Through labor, we can live the life we have now! Only then can we live a better life!"
Han Cheng said to everyone with a smile.
As soon as these words were spoken, those who were still confused about the answer gradually showed signs of understanding.
If you think about it carefully, everything the tribe has is indeed obtained through labor.
Without labor, none of the things the tribe needs and possesses will appear out of thin air.
"It's because of labor, but more importantly, it's because of the Son of God!"
When everyone was talking about the labor Han Cheng said and had a high degree of recognition, there were voices of opposition.
The voice seemed a little old, and the one who spoke was the wizard who had been standing aside and said nothing.
"We are not afraid of hardship or work. Before the Son of God came, we have been working. In order to keep the people in the tribe full, many of us are working hard to find food.
Sometimes, when it rains and the weather gets cold, I still insist on going out to look for food.
The hardship at that time was no less than it is now, but there were still many people who often did not have enough to eat.
The year the Son of God first came, the orchards in the tribe were robbed by the evil Soaring Snake tribe. When our tribe went through the winter, we did not store enough food. If the Son of God hadn't led us to break open the ice, we would have broken open the ice from the inside.
If we find fish, many people in our tribe will starve to death that year!"
The wizard, who had lost many teeth, was holding a cane brushed with tung oil in his hand and spoke loudly to everyone. His voice was full of memories and excitement. After talking about it, tears even fell from the corners of his eyes.
After saying these words, the place that originally seemed quite noisy suddenly became quiet.
The earliest group of people in the Qingque tribe were all reminded of their past memories by Wu's words.
Yes, their lives at that time were really not that good.
Those who later joined the Qingque Tribe, such as those from the original Huangguo Tribe, those from the Semi-Farming Tribe, and those from the Feng Tribe and Linfeng Tribe, only after listening to Wu’s words did they realize that such a powerful and wealthy person today
The Qingque tribe actually had such a difficult time in the past.
It turns out that they were also brutally killed by the evil Soaring Snake tribe.
"It was the Son of God who led us to get enough fish, it was the Son of God who taught us how to make pottery, it was the Son of God who led us to make salt, it was the Son of God who taught us how to farm and how to build walls for houses...
It was only after the Son of God taught us these things that we could make the tribe better through labor and build the tribe into what it is today step by step!
Without the Son of God, no matter how diligent and laborious we are, we still can’t get the things we have in the tribe, and we can’t turn the tribe into such a wealthy place!”
Wu spoke loudly to everyone. The more he spoke, the more excited he became. After speaking, his voice became a little hoarse.
The already quiet place became even quieter after Wu said these words.
The only difference is that everyone's emotions were aroused by the witch, and Han Cheng's chests rose and fell violently as they watched.
The things contained in the eyes make people feel deeply moved just by looking at them.
"Son of God!"
Wu turned around, saluted Han Cheng respectfully, and shouted respectfully.
"Son of God!"
The rest of the people also imitated the witches' behavior, saluted Han Cheng, and shouted respectfully, with deeper emotions than in previous sacrifices.
They didn't know how to express the emotions surging in their hearts, so all they could do was to salute respectfully, and then call "Son of God" in their mouths.
Han Cheng stood here, listening to Wu's words and looking at the scene in front of him, his mood fluctuated greatly, and his whole chest seemed to be completely filled with something.
It almost flows out through the eyes.
Facing such a group of simple and grateful people, what else is there to be dissatisfied about? So what if we live in a primitive society?
Han Cheng wanted to promote labor as the fundamental source of wealth creation. After Wu's words, his taste changed unknowingly, but everyone still gained a lot from it, including Han Cheng.
Afterwards, Han Cheng carefully recalled the main events of this incident and found that when he preached to everyone in the tribe that labor is the source of wealth creation, he ignored another thing, or a sentence.
This sentence is that technology is the primary productive force.
What Wu demonstrated through various changes in the Qingque tribe and told everyone was that technology is the primary productive force.
Because Han Cheng, who came from later generations, knew many things that were beyond the level of this era.
From this perspective, Hancheng can be understood as a complex of many technologies.
If you think about it carefully, it is indeed like this.
It seems that after some time has passed, I have found an opportunity. I need to spread this knowledge to the people in the tribe and gradually change the ideology of everyone in the tribe.
When working, you cannot just work hard. You need to discover and solve problems while working, and find better and more convenient tools or methods...
"One house, two houses,
Green tiles and white walls.
Wide doors and big windows.
Three houses, four houses
The flowers and fruits in front of the house are fragrant, and the trees behind the house are lined.
Which house is the most beautiful? It’s our university hall!”
The eleventh year of Qingque has arrived, but spring has not arrived as promised. However, the Qingque tribe covered in white snow has become a little more energetic.
On the cleared space, some warm sunshine was shining down. Women with braids of different thicknesses were sitting here in twos and threes, with small dustpans containing needles and thread at their feet, and their hands were constantly moving.
, through their hands, pieces of clothing, or things like shoes are gradually taking shape.
Many primitive girls from the Feng Tribe and the Linfeng Tribe who joined the Qingque Tribe years ago are also learning to make these things.
Having never been exposed to these things before, they seemed very unfamiliar when doing it, and from time to time some of them would get pricked by needles.
Whenever something like this happens, some experienced old men from the Qingque tribe will stop what they are doing.
Instead of blaming them, they asked with concern, and talked about some of the difficulties they encountered when learning these things, and then patiently demonstrated and even taught them step by step...
More people are resting their farm tools, waiting for the ice and snow to melt so that they can carry out spring plowing and planting as soon as possible.
The people in the tribe were excited about the grand scene that the Son of God had described, in which there were many grain cellars in the tribe, enough to feed the tribe for three years, and wanted to realize it through the hard work of themselves and others.
This is the benefit of ideological education. It can mobilize people's enthusiasm to the greatest extent and allow people in the tribe to work hard in one place.
The most pleasing thing is the sound of reading that comes out of the big blue brick house.
Shitou, the next shaman of the Qingque Tribe, stood in front of the black-gray stone slab, using a thin stick to point at the neat rows of chalk words written on the stone slab, and the children sitting upright in the classroom.
They opened their mouths wide as the stone pointed and read aloud in unison.
The sound of childish and neat reading floats in the Qingque tribe. Whenever such a sound is heard, the people who are doing things in the tribe will subconsciously slow down their movements and try to minimize the noise...
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When the Qingque tribe began to rejuvenate and prepare for the arrival of spring, the bark of the tree, which had basically healed from its injuries, began to move again...
