In the Blade

Du Chengfeng had never really considered the language problem.

After all, he really hadn't encountered this problem. Even when he came to this world, there was no barrier between people communicating with each other - even if he traveled around and met so many people, the other party would at most have an accent when speaking.

It was just a slight difference in intonation, which had not yet affected the content of the sentence. At least when they spoke to each other, they could understand each other.

Even the barbarians he caught did not speak any foreign language that he couldn't understand. Although Du Chengfeng had never seen these outsiders, he could still understand the words those barbarians said when they begged for mercy.

It was precisely because all this was too smooth that Du Chengfeng overlooked a very fatal problem.

That is, do these barbarians really have no language of their own?

"Now it seems that they should have."

After torturing the bandit leader, Du Chengfeng was dejected. The other party did look like he had confessed, but he couldn't understand a word.

It makes sense. The Yi people he saw came to Nan Chen on their own initiative, so how could they not learn the local language? On the contrary, he came to the Yi people directly because of the mistake of Wu Zhao of Yin people, but he didn't make any preparations at all...

"Oh, forget it, God is kind."

With a sigh, Du Chengfeng raised his toes and picked up a knife in his hand.

"Now that we have taken your food and water, you can't get out of this desert. Instead of letting you die of thirst and starvation in the desert, it's better to give you a quick death first..."

"Ah?"

Although the bandit leader couldn't understand what the little giant in front of him was saying, he could at least see the knife in his hand. A fierce giant holding a knife was about to stab him, which was more convincing than any language.

I'm going to die, I'm going to die soon.

"Don't kill me! Please! Don't kill me!"

The bandit leader knelt down on the spot and kowtowed to the ground.

"Please! Don't kill me! I don't want to die! I don't want to die yet!"

"If you don't want to die, be quiet."

A voice sounded in front of the bandit leader.

The bandit leader raised his head in astonishment, but found that a man next to the little giant was looking at him. Obviously, the sentence just now was also said by the other party.

Someone can understand what he said! This is great!

"How do you understand their words?"

After hearing this, Du Chengfeng also turned his head.

"You still say you don't know them?"

"No, is there any difficulty in this?"

Dalang Wu Zhao, who just spoke, spread his hands.

"It's just learning a language, you can do it, right?"

This is a bit too much, especially when Du Chengfeng really didn't learn it, so after a moment of clamor, there is one more person to be tortured.

Wu Zhao must hand over this method of learning the language quickly, otherwise he will be buried in the sand with those bandits.

"This is not difficult, right?"

Facing Du Chengfeng's aggressive posture, Dalang Wu Zhao sighed.

"Since you have already learned the methods of the Yin people, this kind of thing must not be difficult for you... What? You said there is no medium that makes you believe? Does this thing need any medium?"

Seeing that Du Chengfeng was still puzzled, the swordsman Wu Zhao on the side simply explained.

"Look, you just held a knife, right? You didn't say anything, but this Yi people understood what you wanted to express. So think about it the other way around. Is language really necessary for communication?"

"Uh."

After hearing what the two Wu Zhaos said, Du Chengfeng immediately understood.

Although Wu Zhao and his friends talked a lot, Du Chengfeng still understood what they wanted to say-the information that language can carry is actually quite scarce, and simple language expression can only carry part of the information, or even only a small part. More often, like what he did just now, even if they didn't talk to each other, they knew that one of them wanted to kill someone and the other didn't want to die.

Or, this is the original intention of communication, just let the other party understand your thoughts.

Compared to this simple and direct communication, language, a complex thing, is a later thing.

Following this line of thought, it seems that he really does not need to deliberately learn any language. People can communicate with each other in the most primitive way, using expressions and actions to express their meanings. Although these more complex languages ​​may be more convenient to use, sometimes they will become obstacles to communication.

"There is really no need for any medium to make yourself believe it."

Du Chengfeng slowly opened his eyes.

"We can communicate with each other."

Saying this, Du Chengfeng turned his head and looked at the bandit leader kneeling on the ground.

He suddenly understood the words of begging for mercy from the other party.

"Right, it's very simple."

Seeing that Du Chengfeng finally got around this corner, Dalang Wuzhao, who was almost buried in the ground, also breathed a sigh of relief.

"As long as you know how to use the power of the demon in your heart, this kind of thing is not difficult... Of course, you can also understand it from the words of those monks later, and regard this kind of thing as what they call 'telepathy'."

"It's really... convenient."

Du Chengfeng was actually a little impressed for a moment.

His understanding of similar things has always been relatively materialistic, so when he encountered such a language barrier, his first reaction was to see if there was some kind of convenient translation machine - but obviously, unlike the way of maxing out technology in the materialistic world, these idealists who can use the power of the mind have their own special way of playing.

As long as you believe that you can do it, you can really do it. Du Chengfeng is still not used to this exaggerated setting that is more outrageous than science fiction.

Just like now, as long as you think you can understand, you really understand it. How is this possible?

"But it's a good thing, at least it solves the communication barrier problem."

Du Chengfeng thought about it, but didn't dwell on it too much.

After all, he had more important things to do.

"Come on! Tell me everything you know!"

After mastering the other party's language, Du Chengfeng hung up the bandit leader again and tortured him. This time he could confirm that the other party really confessed, and he also had a preliminary understanding of the environment he was in.

The bad news is that this is an extremely wild environment, even more backward than the Southern Chen Dynasty. The people here are still using old bronze, which is as backward as the Yin people. Although this comment once made Wu Zhao of the Yin people extremely dissatisfied, it is the case.

The good news is that they only need less than a day to walk out of the desert and go to the nearest city.

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