From Chief to Ball

The simple wooden arrow flew a distance of ten meters and directly hit a fat bird.The fat bird screamed a few times, flapped its wings and fell to the ground.

The other one ran as fast as it could, and it really had the momentum of flying on the grass, and it was impossible for people to catch up in a short time.

"Roar……"

The relatives in the back let out a cry of surprise, which was completely beyond their imagination. A handful of bent wood like the moon can make the branches fly out to shoot fat birds that are difficult to catch?

People gathered around immediately, cousin Langpi touched the crude longbow tremblingly, only touched it once, and quickly retracted it like an electric shock, muttering in his mouth, he didn't know what he was talking about.

He didn't know what it was, maybe he was afraid of offending the gods inside, and the wooden arrow would also pierce his heart, making himself have the same fate as that fat bird.

An uncle ran over, picked up the big fat bird, and held it up high, but was careful not to touch the feathered arrows on it.

It was the first catch of the day's hunt, always a good sign.

"Kin!"

"Kin!"

With a lack of language, he can only call his name to express the joy in his heart.In any case, there was another hunter in the tribe who could hunt alone.

People surrounded Chen Jian and asked how everything that surprised them happened.

"Bow! Arrow!"

Chen Jian raised the weapon in his hand, named it with the name of later generations, and said the words in a correct accent. The crowd yelled several times with their tongues accustomed to trembling, and finally pronounced the right sound.

Wolfpi pointed at the bow and arrow and asked what was going on, and Chen Jian gave an explanation in the style most suitable for this barbaric era.

"In the dream, a voice told me that I could catch prey in this way."

"Who told you that?"

People are very curious about this. At this time, they don't understand the existence of gods and the like. They just subconsciously feel that there is a power beyond nature, but they have not yet created primitive religion.

Chen Jian didn't answer right away, but thought about it carefully.If the tribe expands in the future, the words I said today will definitely be of great significance.

So, he described: "In the dream, that thing looked like a bear, but its body was black and white, and it ate a kind of long branch. In the dream, I taught him how to make a bow and arrow, and it disappeared after waking up... ..."

"Black and white? Bears eating twigs?"

Everyone was very surprised, they had never seen this kind of thing at all, and most of the bears they saw were gray or brown.

Although they had never seen it before, but looking at the fat bird that was shot to death, this group of people immediately had an inexplicable admiration for this kind of bear.

This is a gift given to their tribe. It must be the tribe's ancestors or some gods who turned into that kind of bear after death. The ancestors are protecting the tribe.

Seeing everyone's serious and almost pious discussions, Chen Jian couldn't help laughing in his heart.

If your tribe really expands, the totem of your tribe will probably be a panda in the future.

This thing is very simple to draw, just a piece of charcoal, a piece of white bark, absolutely lifelike.

only……

In the future, if we encounter a tribal alliance with antlers, snake bodies, fish scales, and bird claws in the future, and our own tribe will also merge into it, and really form an ethnic group with its own culture, then how will the totem of the tribe be added?

A dragon with two dark circles on its head?Or is the scale a chubby dragon with black and white intertwined?

Chapter 4 Hunting

After the primal prayer, someone strapped the fat bird to his body with a branch and carried it on his back.

Chen Jian was looking for bird nests in the surrounding grass, and finally found a few chicks in a hidden place, screaming with their mouths open.

He grabbed a small grasshopper, tore it apart, and made two popping sounds, and the bird opened its mouth.

Holding the torn small grasshopper in its mouth, the chick heard the popping sound, and immediately leaned its head over, stretched its bright yellow beak to Chen Jian's mouth and swallowed the food.

Of the three chicks, one is strong, and the other two are a little thinner. Under natural conditions, this difference will become bigger and bigger. In the end, the strongest one will snatch all the food and let the younger brothers and sisters starve to death— ——Much more kind than those who push their younger brothers and sisters out of the bird's nest to die after they are born.

Chen Jian observed it, and found that the chick was a bit bigger than the chick, and it was fluffy and cute.

It's a pity that he can no longer look at everything around him with an aesthetic eye, and the question on his mind is: can it be eaten?Is it tasty?Can it be domesticated?

The first two questions will not be known until the mothers of the Hui tribe roast them, but the latter question seems to be answerable now.

Chicks are omnivorous and not very afraid of strange animals.

The most important thing is that there are three chicks in one nest, which is much better than those strange birds with one egg in each nest. This is also a very important issue.

He picked up a handful of wicker and wove a small basket according to the method of weaving "dirt baskets" in the north, covered it with a layer of grass, and threw the three chicks in it.

Langpi looked at Chen Jian's nimble fingers curiously, shook his own fingers, and finally gave up.

"Jian, this is not enough."

"That black and white bear told me it would bring food to the tribe."

He didn't explain, but directly used the most acceptable excuse for the other party.

Wolfpi immediately took the small wicker cage nervously and held it in his hands, for fear that the chicks would get hurt.

After tidying up, everyone continued to move towards the distance. Chen Jian shot and hunted a few more birds on the road. His bow-drawing movements became more proficient, and his uncles and cousins ​​became more and more surprised.

There are many birds along the way, and the stupid ones are not afraid of this kind of animal that can walk upright but is not flexible, so the harvest is more and more abundant.

More than 20 birds had their paws tied with paper strips, tied together and carried behind the uncle.

The uncle has already dared to pull out the feathered arrow with his hands, because he found that the feathered arrow will not hurt himself, but only these animals.

And he was keenly aware of what the arrow was aiming at, and what would die.So he told other people in the tribe about this astonishing discovery, which attracted a burst of amazement and praise, which probably meant that it was so.

As usual, these 20 or so birds are considered a decent harvest. Together with the woman's tuber eggs, it is enough to win another day in the competition with nature.

It's just that everyone is very excited today, thinking that with the protection of the ancestors today, maybe the deer and sheep can bring more harvest.

After walking for a long time, the sound of rushing water came from the woods in the distance, but I couldn't see it because of the cover of the trees.

Wolfpi said that walking along the river, there would be a meadow with a herd of deer and goats.

Sure enough, after walking out of the blinding forest, a river valley grassland was exposed. Unknown wild flowers bloomed on the grassland with the smell of spring, and a group of deer were gnawing on the green grass.

A few lambs are kneeling on the ground, drinking their mother's milk. In the Chinese culture of the previous life, sheep kneeling for milk has become synonymous with filial piety.

Because of the roar of the river and the direction of the wind, the deer didn't notice their existence, but continued to enjoy their paradise-like life leisurely.

Chen Jian recalled the hunting methods of the tribe in the past. Spear throwing was used occasionally, but the effect was not good.