I am a primitive

There are many people who can't sleep, and the stone that has been completely distracted by Han Cheng is also tossing and turning, and it is difficult to fall asleep.

But what he thinks is different from most people. It is not a powerful bow and arrow, but a magical pill that can make people fly to the sky after eating.

Queen Mother of the West, where can I find this ridiculously powerful tribal witch?

Thinking of this, he was full of entanglement.

However, amidst the entanglement, there was also a kind of unbearable excitement, because he got another way to fly into the sky from Shenzi, which was Queen Mother Xi and her elixir.

Girls like Xiaomei, Xiaoli and Chen don't have too much pressure in life like adults. Since the arrival of the Son of God, they have never been hungry again. Coupled with the nature of some girls, the most thoughtful thing is not The kind of bow and arrow that makes adults tremble with excitement, but Chang'e who lives alone on the moon with a rabbit in her arms and dances from time to time.

Dancing, they didn't have the concept at first, but after Shenzi led everyone to dance around the fire that night when they moved into the new house, they realized that this is dancing, and it turns out that dancing is such a fun thing.

So, in their minds, a scene of a woman who was taller than her strong, wrapped in animal skins, and dancing on the moon with a rabbit in her arms automatically appeared.

As for what kind of dance they were dancing—of course it was the kind of dance that Shenzi called Yangko that Shenzi gave them.

Thinking of this, Xing suddenly shook his head, thinking that this Chang'e was so pitiful, she danced alone, without the company of flames, how could there be the joy of their tribe dancing together?

Naturally, Han Cheng didn't know these strange thoughts of the tribesmen. Lying on the bed, he had already withdrawn his mind from the two familiar stories of Chang'e flying to the moon and Houyi shooting the sun.

Lying on the warm kang, he was still thinking about how to burn charcoal.

This is really a distressing thing.

Damn, light it from above next time!

After carefully recalling the consecutive failures of burning charcoal these days, Han Cheng, who became more and more clueless, also became upset.

After thinking about it for a while, he became agitated, thinking hard like this.

After this idea came into being, Han Cheng felt a little funny again, why is he still as immature as a child sometimes?

After laughing at himself for a while, he decided not to think about it any more. If he had the time, it would be better to think more about bows and arrows. After all, this group of people were waiting.

After lying like this for a while, he still didn't think about the bow and arrow anymore, because the thought that appeared inadvertently kept spinning in his mind and became more and more ingrained.

It actually gave Han Cheng the urge to get up and try firing a kiln right now.

After trying to burn it so many times, I have never lit a fire from above, so it won't take too much firewood to burn it last time.

So many kilns have been burned before, it doesn't matter if one more kiln is destroyed.

After making such a decision, Han Cheng's chaotic heart gradually calmed down, sleepiness surged, and he soon fell into a dream.

……

The next morning, the people of the Qingque Tribe got up, and even the warm kang could not stop their determination to get up

"Son of God!"

They had been waiting for a while, looking at Han Cheng who opened the door and came out, they called out with excitement and longing.

After Han Cheng was a little surprised, he smiled. These people are very concerned about bows and arrows, much better than himself, a god who only thinks about burning charcoal.

only……

It's just that they are destined to be disappointed, because even the bow and arrow developed to the extreme can't shoot down the sun, and the rockets of later generations can't do it.

If they knew that they made the bow and arrow first, they would tell the legend about Hou Yi shooting the sun, so that they would not have such a big gap in their hearts after seeing the bow and arrow they made.

Han Cheng thought this way helplessly, and asked everyone to wait for him first.

After he solved his personal problems and simply washed up, he began to build bows and arrows in the anticipation of everyone.

With a group of people, I searched around the tribe for a while, and found a kind of tree with a more flexible texture. I pointed to a branch that was as thick as a baby's arm. He rushed up fiercely.

Instead of cutting the branch, he directly started to attack the tree with a diameter of more than [-] centimeters.

They had imagined the bow and arrow last night. Although they couldn't figure out the specific appearance of the bow and arrow, there was one thing that everyone agreed on, that is, big!

The thing that can knock down the sun, if you say that he is not big, no one will believe it.

So they just ignored the branch, thinking that the Son of God was referring to this tree...

Han Cheng couldn't help being stunned when he saw the fierce mess of people waving stone axes around the tree.

How big of a bow do these guys want to make?

Moreover, it would take a long time to cut down such a tree. He also thought that after making the bow quickly, he would experiment with his idea of ​​burning charcoal with broken jars, so it would not be a waste of time.

Hurriedly called the senior brother, Junior Brother Sha, and pointed to the branch above again, indicating that it would be fine to cut this branch down, and there was no need to cut down the tree.

Everyone was surprised. Looking at the little branch and then at Shenzi, they were puzzled. Such a thing can make a bow and arrow that shoots down the sun?

Han Cheng understood what these guys were thinking, and said dumbfoundedly: "Cut down this big tree and make it into a weapon, who among you can handle it?"

When everyone heard what Han Cheng said, they couldn't help but feel embarrassed. They only thought about growing up, but they forgot this.

The branch as thick as the baby's arm was cut off, and Han Cheng returned to the tribe together with the restless people, and began to make the first bow and arrow in the history of the Qingque tribe, which was also destined to disappoint.

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Bows and arrows are no strangers to future generations, whether they are film and television works or martial arts novels, they are full of them.

Before the emergence of hot weapons such as guns, bows and arrows have always been the most convenient and effective long-range attack weapons.

Later, many types of bows appeared.

Horn bows, iron tire bows, sky-shaking bows, Scottish compound bows... There are quite a few types.

However, these various bows and arrows, which have left their names in the long river of history because of their respective advantages, have little to do with Han Cheng and the current Qingque tribe.

Because Han Cheng couldn't make all these bows, this was not only limited to the existing difficult conditions, but also restricted by Han Cheng's few bow-making knowledge.

All he can do now is to multiply the simplest bow that he used to play with when he was a child.

The straight branch caught by Han Chengxiang has become a bare one.

After comparing the height of Senior Brother Bi, Han Cheng made a mark at a distance of about [-] centimeters lower than Senior Brother Bi, and let Liao cut it off carefully from here.

At both ends of the branch, grooves were carved little by little with a stone knife. This is the place for hanging bowstrings.

After the groove was carved, Han Cheng asked the elder brother standing aside to put the branch on the ground and press it down hard.

The branch was pressed into a crescent shape by the elder brother, and Han Cheng took this opportunity to tie the ropes that had been brought before to the two ends of the curved stick.