Ten thousand years of prehistory of elves

"Ah? How do you know..." Xu was surprised, and Zi Ye looked at He Chen strangely.

In Zi's cognition, there is no need to distinguish between southeast and northwest, the basin is only that big, but Xu is a complete road idiot, and he can't tell the difference between southeast and northwest.

"When the sun rises, it is east, and relative to west, do you know this?"

The two shook their heads, their eyes confused.

He Chen: "Don't you know? Okay..."

"To tell the direction, you mainly look at the sun, up north, down south, left west, right east, right and left hands should know it? So just watch the sun rise and set, you can know east, west, north, south."

"Then what if the sun doesn't come out?"

"This will be compared with tree rings..."

……

After talking for about half an hour, Xu and Zi finally got a rough idea of ​​the location.

"So that's the west, so the north should be here."

Xu looked enlightened, pointing to the north.

He Chen felt funny.

Many elves, such as Suicune, may have an innate sense of magnetic fields, so they know the north, south, east, and west very well.

Of course, he was sure that Zi didn't know where to tell, but he still had a good sense of direction, while Xun was completely a road idiot.

"Then let's go first."

After knowing the location, Xu smiled gently, got up and prepared to leave.

"Wait a minute, Brother Xu."

Of course He Chen stopped Xu.

Sequence turned around.

"How about I show you our tribe." He Chen thought for a while and said.

Some past life things he invented may be helpful to other humans in this world.

In this primitive era, plants, fences and other things could help primitive humans to a great extent.

The stronger humans are, the more they can survive in this era.

It will also be convenient for him to unify later, right?

Unifying a group of elites is different from unifying a group of crooked melons and cracked dates.

Xu thought about it for a moment and then agreed.

"it is good."

He is also curious about some things about the Green Worm Tribe.

"Let's go."

He Chen took the lead and led the way, and Zi was like a little follower, with a little fire monkey lying on his shoulder.

After leaving the wooden house, the air outside was somewhat stenchy.

The three fell silent.

Just after the war, the surroundings looked a little sad.

Chi and the others went outside the fence first, rummaged through all kinds of smelly green meat paste and found the skeletons of their tribesmen, brought them back and laid them on the ground in silence.

The people of the Yellow Worm tribe sat on the ground one by one, waiting for the distribution of wings, and the big needle bees also took a good rest.

The corpses and skeletons of the Green Worm Tribe people are usually cremated.

When He Chen saw those mutilated corpses, he didn't feel fear or nausea, but deep sadness.

What is cruelty?

What is raw?

That's it, human life is worthless.

He Chen stopped in his tracks:

"uncle."

Wing, who was sitting on the ground, turned his head and looked at He Chen.

"Uncle, bury all the tribesmen and Ba Dadie who died in battle, and bury them on the mountain."

He Chen pointed to the hill next to him.

"After it's buried, it's called a tomb, and a flat stone is inserted in front of it, called a stele. I will engrave the things on the stele and write words on it later."

He Chen's tone was low.

"Writing will record and record the deceased person's contribution to the tribe and mankind in his life."

"His name will always be remembered!"

Everyone was attracted by He Chen's solemn tone and looked at him.

Even Qiu Hexu was a little moved.

These things are something their tribe has never heard of, but they can feel that this kind of thing is very important.

This thing called text.

Xu looked at the low hill, and suddenly asked, "What's the name of this mountain?"

what is it call? Of course it's the mountain of the Green Insect Tribe...

Everyone is puzzled.

He Chen immediately realized that this hill didn't have a name yet!It can't be called Meteor Mountain, right?

name... name...

He Chen's eyes lit up.

"From now on, I will name this mountain -"

"Monument Mountain!"

"No matter how many years later, no matter who the owner of the mountain is, its name will always be Monument Mountain!"

"This mountain records our human struggle and struggle, our achievements and greatness, and our indomitable and self-improvement!"

"The flag of the Green Worm Tribe will always be planted on the top of Monument Mountain!"

Xu and Qiu were moved.

The others stood up with serious faces.

And He Chen spoke again in a deep and solemn voice:

"I, Morning Witch, name this mountain—"

"Monument Mountain!"

"Monument Mountain!" "Monument Mountain!"...

Although the surrounding green worm tribesmen didn't quite understand the meaning, the corners of their eyes got wet for no reason.

Their mountains have names, and after they die, they can be remembered by others.

This feeling is very strange.

Even those from the Yellow Insect Tribe were attracted.

"Only people from the Green Worm Tribe can?" Zi asked.

He Chen knew what she meant, so he said, "Whether it's the green worm tribe, the yellow worm tribe, or... the giant current tribe."

With that said, He Chen read the preface.

"As long as they are human beings who have made outstanding contributions, they are eligible to be buried in Monument Mountain."

Although it is only a small tribe now, He Chen has great ambitions, so he first set down the rules.

"All humans?" Sequence lowered his head in thought.

The eyes of some people from the Yellow Worm Tribe around show longing, which is a need from the depths of the human heart to be remembered.

"Okay, uncle, you bury all the dead first, and I will show Brother Xu to see the tribe."

After saying that, He Chen made a gesture of invitation to Yi Xu, gesturing for him to follow.

"Brother Xu should already know about the wooden house. As for the pond..."

"The Julius tribe is right by the 'big river', with plenty of water, and we also live in wooden houses."

By the big river? There must be enough food! There are many water elves. I wonder if fishing nets were invented.

As He Chen walked, his thoughts were racing. Of course, the introduction was indispensable.

"This is farmland. Rice and millet are currently grown, and vegetables will be grown in the future..."

"This is an orchard, where all kinds of fruits are planted..."

"This is the culture medium..."

After a lap, Xu felt an eye-opener.

"You are indeed special."

Preface hesitated to choose the words: "Somewhat like our three generations of witches?"

As he spoke, he looked at Qiu.

Qiu nodded slowly, and looked at He Chen no longer so repulsively: "It is indeed very similar, keen and intelligent."

As she spoke, she added: "Of course, the wisest one is the three generations of witches. You can't compare to her."

Oh?

He Chen was a little curious: "Are you three generations of witches very powerful?"

"Of course, she taught us how to tame Warcraft and become partners with Warcraft. Therefore, the Jiliu Tribe became one of the giant tribes."

He Chen: "What are the names of your three generations of witches?"

Taming the elves!This is very good, the elf is the primary productive force.

"She? The great third-generation witch, we call her a spirit witch."

"Fuck?"