Chapter 8 Shame, being taught to read by primitive people
With food in his stomach and a lot of sleep, Han Cheng's energy has improved a lot.
He stood here and continued to watch everything in the cave like a sculpture.
The adults in the cave have left, but the tools they took away have changed a lot compared to yesterday.
Things like sticks, stones, and bone knives were significantly reduced. On the contrary, there were many animal skins.
Moreover, today there are five or six half-year-old children who are close to adults.
It seems that today's activity is not very dangerous.
Thinking back to the fact that they wrapped the fruits in animal skins, Han Cheng felt that they most likely picked them collectively.
The method Han Cheng used to judge whether primitive people were adults was very crude, that is, height.
The height of the people in the tribe is quite different from that of later generations.
After his leisurely and frantic visual estimation, the women were basically between 1.4 and 1.5 meters tall, while the men were taller, with most of them between 1.45 and 1.6 meters tall.
As for those below these, they are all minors.
This is not something he guessed out of thin air, but he saw with his own eyes some underage primitive people who stayed in the cave. When they were fine, they went to a stone wall in the cave to stand and compare.
There are two horizontal lines drawn on the stone wall. The higher one is about 1.45 meters, and the lower one is about 1.4 meters.
Especially when the minors who were selected today were pulled to the horizontal line and compared for a while before being allowed to follow, Han Cheng was convinced of his speculation.
The old primitive man is still working tirelessly and painstakingly on his creation. On the blank slate, there are many new words like pictures written on it.
Han Cheng has always believed that hieroglyphics are the earliest and most vivid writing, and in fact this is the case.
Every stroke of it is born out of life, unlike alphabetical characters, it is really abstract...
When his thoughts came to this point, Han Cheng suddenly remembered a piece of news he had seen before he traveled through time. It was said that a Chinese scholar had concluded that if China wanted to completely internationalize, it would have to abandon Chinese characters and use alphabetic scripts instead.
Han Cheng wanted to pull this so-called expert and scholar over, open his head, and study whether it contained shit.
Han Cheng could roughly understand what the old primitive man described. If he guessed correctly, what he recorded in the past two days was his origin.
The first word can also be said to be a painting.
A large oval, with many thin slashes in the middle of the circle, and several thick lines in the middle of the slashes. Relating to the scene he saw when he first woke up, Han Cheng felt that this record was before he appeared.
, a vision in the sky.
This painting or calligraphy represents the weather at that time, with dark clouds covering the sky and lightning piercing the dark clouds.
The second one is still the same sky, with dark clouds and lightning in the sky, but the difference is that there is an extra thing under this sky. From the thin and thick depictions at the top, it can be seen that this thing is
Falling from the sky.
The third painting is...
The old primitive man's records were very detailed, and he even recorded what other people told him when they came back.
Looking at these, Han Cheng suddenly understood why the senior brother stopped the second senior brother from eating him when he first met him, and why the old primitive man came in person and took him back and took good care of him.
.
All of this is in these records, or in other words, his magical origin.
The senior brother and others were hunting nearby, and then the sky suddenly changed. They saw themselves falling from the sky, and then they couldn't help but came over out of curiosity.
It was precisely because of his strange origin that the senior brother stopped the second senior brother from eating him.
By pretending to be dead, I had actually deceived them. The reason why they came the next day was because they told the old primitive man what they had discovered.
Through these two days of observation, Han Cheng has basically determined that the old primitive man is actually the shaman of this unknown tribe.
The shaman has a high status in the tribe. This is not only because he is literate, can heal diseases, has a lot of knowledge inheritance, and is the wise man of the entire tribe. Another more important reason is that the shaman can communicate with the gods.
, is a messenger sent by the gods.
It was precisely because he was a clergyman that after learning about his magical origin, the witch took great pains to let his senior brother and others take him to the place where he fell to check. After discovering that he was a living creature,
Then I brought it back...
Han Cheng smiled helplessly to himself. He didn't expect that he was picked up by primitive people and had such an inside story.
Thinking of this, he suddenly remembered that wild beasts were wandering around the area that night, but none of them came to eat him.
I thought it was because these prehistoric bosses were picky eaters and didn't like to eat meat like his, which had a burnt taste that affected the taste. Now that I think about it, it might not be that simple.
The most likely reason is that there was lightning and thunder when he appeared.
Although Han Cheng was unconscious at the time, it can be seen from what the witch recorded and the ashes he saw after waking up, as well as his charred and motionless image, that Thunderbolt at that time had
How big.
The fear of thunder is the instinct of animals, and these big guys in the ancient world are no exception. Although the thunder disappeared later, these sensitive bosses can still feel the breath left by the thunder...
Unexpectedly, I escaped from the beast's mouth and was rescued because of these reasons.
Sure enough, everything has its pros and cons...
When the witch was tired from writing, he stopped to take a short rest. He turned around and saw Han Cheng, who was looking at the words he had carved in deep thought, with a smile on his face.
It's the kind of smile that comes from someone who is capable.
He looked at Han Cheng for a while. Seeing that Han Cheng was fascinated, he turned sideways, pointed to the top word and said: "%^"
Han Cheng came back from his deep thoughts and looked at the elderly wizard with some confusion.
"%^"
Wu tapped the top word with his hand and looked at Han Cheng to repeat it again.
"%^?"
Han Cheng recited it in his mind in confusion, his mind full of confusion as he didn't know what this "%^" meant.
He blinked.
Wu saw that Han Cheng's attention was completely attracted, and a smile appeared on his face again. He pointed at the word and said again: "%^"
Han Cheng smiled bitterly in his heart.
What a shame!
After others traveled through time, they educated the ancients with the knowledge of future generations. It was better for me. After traveling through time, not only did I not educate the ancients, but I was educated by the ancients.
Moreover, this ancient person is an extremely ancient person, an ancient person from the Stone Age...
Complaints are all complaints, but the language still needs to be learned. If the time comes and I get rid of my current situation and don't understand the language of the people here at all, it will be uncomfortable to communicate.
You can't just rely on gestures and confirming looks, right?
