I am a primitive

In the valley, he saw not only those minerals, but also those women without noses.

As a person with normal aesthetics, Han Cheng was obviously shocked after seeing these people in front of him.

Before, he thought that the only people without noses were the witches of the Red Tiger Tribe, but he didn't expect that there were so many people without noses in the Red Tiger Tribe.

"These people refuse to go out of the valley, as long as they are allowed to go out of the valley, they will become shivering."

The grass roots on the side said this to Han Cheng.

"Have you asked why?"

Han Cheng asked.

"I've asked, these people are all losers after participating in the witches' election, they are not allowed to leave the valley, and they can only spend their lives in this valley.

engaged in these productive labors here,

If you go out of the valley, you will be killed. "

Grassroots replied on the side.

Hearing the reason given by the grassroots, Han Cheng couldn't help feeling in his heart that it was not without reason that the Red Tiger tribe could grow and become the overlord of this land.

Not to mention the rest, it can be seen just from this seemingly cruel and inhumane system that surpasses most tribes in this era.

"Son of God, look at this."

Grassroots took out a bronze product from a ground and showed it to Han Cheng.

This is a mask made of bronze.

The mold looks extraordinarily rough, and the production is also very rough.

If it weren't for the protruding, large and eye-catching eyes on the top, Han Cheng would really not be able to recognize it at a glance. This is a mask.

These people are strange, they still want to make this thing when they are fine.

Han Cheng thought so inwardly.

But immediately, his heart couldn't help but tremble suddenly.

Because, something he had seen before appeared in his mind!

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The pictures that appeared in Han Cheng's mind were pictures from history textbooks.

It was a big bronze mask.

The top of the mask is full of rust and verdigris.

The eyes, nose and mouth on the bronze mask are particularly prominent.

Such a mask looks unique, and there is a particularly big difference between it and mainstream historical relics, and it looks unique.

Accompanying such masks are some stylized bronze trees that are also very stylish.

On the side of these pictures, there are some introductions about Sanxingdui.

Recalling the pictures he had seen in his mind, and staring at the bronze mask in front of him for a while, the shock in Han Cheng's heart became more and more intense.

The mask in his hand is far from being as good as the mask on the picture in his memory, and compared with the mask on the picture, there are many differences.

But if you compare them carefully, you can still see some similarities.

It's even better than the protruding eyes on the mask in my hand!

Sanxingdui was the ancient Shu Kingdom before the Qinling Mountains. Now, the place where I am located is also the area south of the Qinling Mountains. Geographically, it also belongs to the ancient Shu Kingdom.

Comparing the similarity between the simple mask in his hand and the exquisite mask in the Sanxingdui civilization, Han Cheng's heart couldn't help beating non-stop.

Everything he saw in front of him, and so many coincidences, could not help but prevent him from associating the two together.

Could it be that the Red Tiger tribe is the tribe that created the Sanxingdui civilization?

Is it the people who created the early Sanxingdui civilization?

Now, where I am, I have wiped out a similar Red Tiger tribe, which is the early civilization of Sanxingdui?

Thinking of these things in his heart, Han Cheng's mouth opened wider and wider, and his heart became more and more shocked.

At the same time, there are also strange and unspeakable feelings arising from my heart.

The whole person's head became dizzy.

If it is really as I guessed, and it seems to follow the normal historical process, it seems that I have made a big mistake inadvertently!

Staring at the bronze mask in his hand for a long time, Han Cheng, who was dizzy with many thoughts dancing in his head, shook his head vigorously.

He threw aside all the thoughts that had arisen in his heart because of this bronze mask.

Regardless of whether the Red Tiger Tribe is inextricably linked with Sanxingdui as I guessed, the Red Tiger Tribe is now occupied by its own tribe.

Except for a few people, the rest either died or were integrated into their own tribe.

Apart from saying cheers to those members of the Red Tiger Tribe who got away and asking them to continue working hard to develop the tribe again, Han Cheng had nothing else to say.

After all, he is also so busy, and there are many things in his own tribe that need to be busy, how can he always think about these things.

Moreover, the Red Tiger tribe is gone, and there is still its own tribe.

If you don't consider the historical complex, as far as the current situation is concerned, the Qingque tribe with its own existence is more able to take on the important task of development, build this area better, and develop a culture.

Of course, even if it is not suitable, Han Cheng will definitely work hard to make it suitable.

Han Cheng thought in this way, and he also understood why the development level of the Red Tiger Tribe surpassed many tribes in this era.

Grassroots standing on the side looked at Shenzi who kept staring at the bronze mask in his hand, and his complexion kept changing accordingly, he couldn't help reaching out and scratching his head.

He was very puzzled, not knowing why the Son of God of his tribe behaved like this.

This strange thing made of bronze doesn't look very good, it is very rough, and the quality is not as good as that of my own tribe.

There's nothing redeeming about it other than being weird.

Also, it's of no use.

It is neither sharp nor can it be used as a knife for cutting.