I am a primitive

The sumptuous dinner began, and the food tonight was sufficient. Even the lame primitive family who went to get the food at the end got enough food to fill their stomachs.

Seeing everyone eating meat happily, Han Cheng's stomach also happily sang a ditty.

But no one paid any attention to him, and everyone, including the old primitive man, was enjoying their hard-earned food.

Of course, the old primitive people still eat slowly.

After everyone else has finished eating and combed each other's hair for a long time, the old primitive will finally swallow the last bite of food.

Then he got up, brought the bone bowl that Han Cheng had used once, picked up the dark, unrecognizable thing that the elder brother brought last, broke off a small piece with his hands, and crushed it with his hands , into the bone bowl.

Only then did Han Cheng suddenly realize that this was roasted pork liver.

After about 10 minutes, Han Cheng drank the delicious and alternative pork liver soup.

At this time, the cave was already dark.

By the time he finished his meal, most of the people in the cave had already fallen asleep.

Looking at this simple and quiet cave and the people in it, Han Cheng's heart was surprisingly peaceful.

Working at sunrise and resting at sunset, in this seemingly monotonous life, he felt something that he had always wanted but could not get.

That is the slow pace of life.

Here, people don't need to pursue too many things, as long as they have enough food to fill their stomachs every day, they can get joy from the bottom of their hearts.

Unlike later generations, who are overwhelmed by invisible pressure every day.

I can't wait to stay up all day, but I still feel that I don't have enough time...

From this point of view, people of later generations may not really have the happiness of primitive people.

Han Cheng's somewhat ethereal thoughts were interrupted.

It may be because they are full, there are a lot of people who can't sleep tonight.

And at this time, there are no good entertainment activities, unlike the later generations where you can beat the king or something, so the original singing sounded in the cave soon.

One after another.

Han Cheng suddenly discovered a very serious problem. In the past, if he encountered such a scene, even if he didn't want to, something below would react immediately, but now, he didn't even feel a little bit !

Damn, it's game over now...

Chapter 8 Shame on being taught to read by primitive people...

With food in his stomach, and after a series of sleeps, Han Cheng's spirit has improved a lot.

He stood here and continued to watch everything in the cave like a sculpture.

The adults in the cave have already left, but the tools they took away have changed a lot compared to yesterday.

Sticks, stones, bone knives and other things are obviously reduced, on the contrary, there are a lot of animal skins.

Moreover, there are five or six semi-old children who are close to adults to follow today.

It seems that today's activities are not very dangerous.

Reminiscent of the fact that they wrapped the fruit in animal skins, Han Cheng felt that they probably picked it collectively.

The method Han Cheng uses to judge whether a primitive person is an adult is very rough, that is, height.

The height of the people in the tribe is much lower than that of later generations.

After his leisurely and panicky visual estimation, the women are basically between 1.4 meters and 1.5 meters, and the men are taller, most of them are between 1.4 meters and 1.6 meters.

As for those below these, they are all minors.

It's not that he guessed it out of thin air, but he saw with his own eyes some underage primitive people left in the cave, and when they were free, they went to a stone wall in the cave to stand and compare.

There are two horizontal lines drawn on the stone wall, the high one is about 1.4 meters five, and the low one is about 1.4 meters.

Especially the fact that the minors who were selected today were all dragged to the horizontal line for comparison before being allowed to follow, made Han Cheng more convinced of his speculation.

The old primitive man is still tirelessly working on his creation. On the blank slate, there are many pictures-like words on the new depiction.

Han Cheng has always believed that pictographs are the earliest and most vivid characters, which is actually the case.

Every stroke of it is born out of life, unlike alphabetic characters, it is really abstract...

When his thoughts came to this point, Han Cheng suddenly remembered a piece of news that he saw before he traveled, saying that a scholar from the Magnesium country had researched that if China wanted to be completely internationalized, it had to abandon Chinese characters and use alphabetic writing.

Han Cheng really wanted to pull this so-called expert and scholar over and open his head, to study whether it contained shit or not.

Han Cheng can roughly understand what the old primitive man portrayed. If he guessed correctly, what he recorded in the past two days is his own origin.

The first word can also be said to be a picture.

A big ellipse, with many thin slashes drawn in the middle of the circle, and a few thick lines in the middle of the slashes, related 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 picture or word 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 under this sky, there is an extra lump. From the thin and thick depiction on the top, it can be seen that this thing is It fell from the sky.

The third painting is...

The old primitive man recorded it in detail, and even recorded what other people told him when they came back.

Seeing this, Han Cheng suddenly understood why when he saw himself for the first time, the senior brother would prevent the second senior brother from eating him, and why the old primitive man came here in person, brought him back, and took good care of him .

All of this is on these records, or his magical origin.

Eldest brother and others were hunting nearby, and then the sky changed suddenly. They saw themselves falling from the sky with their own eyes, and then they couldn't help coming forward with curiosity in their hearts.

It is precisely because of his strange origin that the senior brother stops the second senior brother from eating him.

I had already deceived them by pretending to be dead. The reason why they came the next day was because they told the old primitive man about their discovery.

Through these two days of observation, Han Cheng has basically determined that the old primitive man is actually the witch of this unknown tribe.

Wu has a high status in the tribe, not only because he can read and write, can heal diseases, has a lot of knowledge inheritance, and is the wise man of the whole tribe, but also because he can communicate with gods , is the messenger sent by the gods.

It is precisely because he is a priest, so after knowing his miraculous origin, Wu went to great lengths to ask his senior brother and others to take him to the place where he fell to check it out, and found out that he was a living creature time brought back...

Han Cheng smiled helplessly to himself, he didn't expect that there was such an inside story behind him being picked up by primitive people.