Original War

Chapter 104

In the morning, I only drew a circle, and I was so tired that I was exhausted. Shao Xuan would never believe it if it had been placed before. But now, he has personally felt that painting a picture can be so tired, it is still spiritual.

When he walked out of the stone house and looked at the surrounding scenery, Shao Xuan felt that the house in his field of vision seemed to be spinning.

Looking up at the sky for a while, I felt better, not too dizzy, and able to stand firm. Shao Xuancai took the stone box Wu gave him and went to the medicine store to help Guize deal with Medicinal herbs.

I don’t know what Wu said to Guize. When Shao Xuan taught her, she didn’t ask too much, but only studied seriously and improved the way of handling some medicinal materials.

Compared with the drawing of witch scrolls, the handling of medicinal materials is much simpler. When he went down the mountain, Shao Xuan’s exhaustion had recovered.

Inside the stone box that Wu gave him were two animal skin scrolls, as well as special pigments for Wu, and a writing brush. Wu Wu didn’t have time to teach Shao Xuan every day, and he had to practice Shao Xuan himself more often.

The stone box was wrapped with grass nets, and when Shao Xuanti came back, it was still dangling.

“This is?” Old Ke asked when Shao Xuan came back carrying a stone box.

“The task assigned by Wu.” Although Wu provided the materials for Shao Xuan to practice, it didn’t make him wasteful. The drawings drawn by the practice had to be handed over to Wu for viewing. This can be considered a task assigned by Wu.

Hearing this, Old Ke immediately became in awe, and even the eyes that looked at the stone box were extremely reverent. He didn’t even dare to look at him. He only heard Shao Xuan say that he wanted to paint, so he didn’t ask any more. In his opinion, what Witch does is right and meaningful.

“Don’t let Wu down!” Old Ke said solemnly.

Back in his room, Shao Xuan took out the animal skin. Of the two animal skin scrolls in the stone box, one was completely unscribbled, and the other was the one practiced this morning, with a circle on it.

Unfolding the animal skin roll, taking out the paint and brush, after thinking for a while, Shao Xuan took out a charcoal pen he made and planned to use it to try it.

However, when Shao Xuan mobilized the power of inheritance, immediately before the charcoal pen fell, he turned his wrist sharply and moved the charcoal pen away.

Hearing a soft “click”, the charcoal was broken into many small pieces and scattered on the stone table. If Shao Xuan hadn’t moved it quickly just now, these scattered pieces would fall directly into the animal skin roll.

Sure enough, the pen for drawing witch scrolls is not all right.

The pen that Wu gave to Shao Xuan was made of beast hair with special wood.

Abandoning the use of other pens, Shao Xuan honestly picked up the one given by Wu and continued painting.

Since it is an exercise, naturally I should draw the picture I drew in the morning. After the first attempt, when I paint again, I become more skilled.

I still did not draw quickly. When Shao Xuan finished drawing the circle, he recovered and found that the sky was dark and at least one hour had passed.

Compared with the time in the morning, the painting time has not been shortened much, but this time, Shao Xuan is not as tired as the morning, and the dizziness is not so strong.

This is an improvement.

In the next few days, Shao Xuan would carry the stone box to Wu’s place in the morning, but Wu has been doing things these days. After Shao Xuan passed away, he sat in a small room in the stone house to practice. . Wu even hadn’t even had time to see the results of Shao Xuan’s practice these days.

Five days later, winter officially arrived.

The temperature dropped sharply overnight.

When Shao Xuan opened the door in the morning, all he saw was white.

In the big bird nest on the roof, Cha Cha was craned his neck and looked down. Seeing Shao Xuan coming out, he fluttered his wings, shook the snow off his body, and flew up.

Shao Xuan did not force him to sleep outside. When winter was approaching, Chap didn’t mean to go into the house to hide, and now it was snowing, it didn’t hide. Since he can withstand this kind of weather, Shao Xuan didn’t care about it. After all, Chacha is not a pet bird in the greenhouse. Can’t raise the delicate.

Both Caesar and Chacha followed Shao Xuan up the mountain. When they reached the top of the mountain, Caesar went down the mountain by himself, while Chacha flew to other places to find food. Just looking at this point, these two are still well trained.

When Shao Xuan came to the stone house, the leaders of the two hunting teams, Ta and Guihe, were there.

Without disturbing them, Shao Xuan walked in with the stone box after a salute, and went to the small room to continue practicing witch scroll drawing.

The two big bosses only knew that Shao Xuan was teaching Shao Xuan some herbal medicine, and felt that Shao Xuan was really a lucky kid. For the people of the tribe, it is a great honor to be able to learn from Shao Xuan!

Even if they were killed, they would not have thought of what Shao Xuan was really learning now.

Shao Xuan didn’t start painting immediately after spreading out the animal skin rolls. When he came in just now, he heard the two big bosses confessing their mistakes.

Some of the medicinal materials found in the past year were not what was needed, just because many medicinal plants look similar and are not easy to identify. Even if pictures were drawn on their skin rolls, there were still errors in what the advance team brought back. For example, some of the medicinal plants brought back by Guihe’s last hunting needed to be removed.

This is a communication fault.

Wu couldn’t tell the soldiers who went hunting in detail about what he had said. With pure text, no real graphics, no actual operation drills, the willingness to communicate would still be greatly reduced.

This is not their fault, after all, not everyone can understand Wuju like Shao Xuan.

It would be nice if everyone could understand the witch scroll one day.

Thinking about this, Shao Xuan raised his eyes and looked at the stone table in front of him.

There was an unfinished witch scroll on the table. Shao Xuan took it over and looked at it. The contents surprised him.

The picture here is about farming, but it is a pity that the pictures Shao Xuan sees through these pictures are not clear.

This is a transcribed version of an ancient scroll. I don’t know how many transcribing times, the original consciousness of the first painter has been blurred.

Transcription of ancient scrolls, because I didn’t see it with my own eyes, it was equivalent to just watching other people’s statements and then retelling them. Retelling would inevitably add some personal subjective consciousness.

It’s like, a sentence, passed from one person to another, the meaning will not change much, but after many people communicate, what will it eventually become?

Ninety-nine percent of the time, the original words will be changed.

Compared with the original scroll painting, the transcribed version of the ancient scroll can see some things, but it adds a sense of ambiguity and is not as clear as the original scroll.

Just like the one in front of him, Wu hadn’t personally experienced farming, so naturally he couldn’t realize the original author’s wishes when he painted it.

The remaining copy should be a transcribed version of Wu Cong once again. Since Wu left it here, it means that he didn’t want to avoid Shao Xuan.

Shao Xuan looked at the animal skin scroll written by Witch for a while. Although it was not very clear, he was still sure that the picture painted in it was not anywhere in the area where the tribe was located. The scroll on Witch scroll was more like It is a plain area, with vast farmland and fertile soil. You can’t see what is being planted, but you can see some vague figures working in the farmland.

It’s a pity that the area where the tribe is now is not suitable for farming, and the people of the tribe don’t have that mind. There are also some edible plants in the mountains around the training ground, which is enough for the people of the tribe.

Wu wanted to see a scene like the one painted in the animal skin scroll, but he didn’t know when to wait. He left this transcript, and probably also wanted to make Shao Xuan look forward to it. For every tribe, the scene was truly shocking.

It is a pity that even a witch would not have expected Shao Xuan to be special.

Putting the animal skin roll aside, Shao Xuan continued his own practice. Now he is not copying according to the witch scroll, but drawing the picture himself.

What he wants to paint now is a plant that he sees in the green space. After brewing for a while, and after finishing painting with difficulty, I looked at the animal skin scroll. Just looking at the rune-like painting on the animal skin scroll, it is really difficult to connect it with the plant in the green area. The lines are distorted like earthworms. Similar.

However, aesthetics is second, and the important thing is whether you can draw the picture you think in the sea of ​​consciousness.

For Shao Xuan, he has succeeded.

The archaeological classmate of Shao Xuan in the previous life said: “Prehistoric art is the existence of prehistoric ideology, not aesthetic existence or aesthetic ideology.”

Shao Xuan didn’t understand at the time, but now he seems to understand a lot.

The witch scroll maker, in such a way of painting and with the help of the power of inheritance, portrays consciousness through painting in the reality of existence, nothing more than that, nothing to do with beauty and ugliness.

Thinking about it this way, Shao Xuan has a lot of balance.

Looking at the picture that was just drawn, Shao Xuan thought to himself: If this was shown to those archaeologists in the previous life, they wouldn’t know what it was painting if they wanted to break their heads.