Chronicles of Primordial Wars

When I first opened my eyes, my consciousness was still a little sluggish, but after a while I gradually concentrated.

The faces of the witch and the leader appeared above.

"A Xuan, how are you?" Ao asked.

Shao Xuan sat up with some difficulty, took a glass of water handed over by Wu and drank it, then slowly said, "It's okay."

You don't seem "alright" like this. Ao Xin said.

After pouring a few more glasses of water, Shao Xuan felt that his lost physical strength had recovered a little, and then he briefly explained what he found in that wooden house. He didn't mention his special ability, just intuition.

Ao breathed a sigh of relief after hearing that, it was good that he was not attacked.

"That's all?" Wu brought the wooden plate containing the gold dust and the wooden tube containing the gold dust.

"Yes. And what about that leaf?" Shao Xuan asked.

Wu and Ao looked at each other and shook their heads.

"I'll call Guihe over to ask again, no, I'll go to the wooden house myself," Ao said. Guihe will not lie, if there is a leaf with a pattern painted with gold powder, it will definitely bring it over, but, no.

"I'll go take a look too." Shao Xuan got up. A little weak, but walking fine.

"I'll go too." Wu said.

The three people with the highest status in the Yanjiao tribe went out at the same time, and both the tower and the Guihe greeted people to come over and guard them nervously, for fear of an assassin. It's been really unsafe in the tribe lately. Originally, he was guarding against beasts, but now he found that people are more troublesome than beasts.

Coming to the wooden house again, Shao Xuan pointed to the place where he had held the leaves before. There really wasn't that leaf around.

"Has anyone else come in?" Ao asked.

Gui He shook his head, "It shouldn't be." Recently, the people living around here are busy drawing a line with those two people, how could it be possible to enter the house. As for the other people who followed him, he believed that no one would hide things privately.

Wu walked around the room, then stopped at the place where Shao Xuan passed out, crouched down, stretched out his arms, and brushed across the ground.

The air flow from the palm of the hand blows the dust on the ground, but there is other dust that is not blown.

"That leaf is scattered." Wu said.

"It's gone? When I took it out, the leaves seemed to be freshly picked and green." Shao Xuan was surprised. But when the witch said it was gone, it was really gone.

After returning to the stone house, Wu asked Shao Xuan to stay alone.

"Do you know how your fingers moved when you were still awake?" Wu asked.

"I don't know." Shao Xuan shook his head. At that time, even if he was beaten into a pig face outside, he couldn't feel it, let alone the movement of his fingers.

"You are tying the rope." Wu's eyes were meaningful.

"Kid the rope?"

"Yeah." Wu will tell Shao Xuan the history of the use of the knotted rope and the conclusion. These are all mentioned in the precious records left by the ancestors. Although Wu does not understand it very clearly, it is generally the same. can be inferred from those written records.

"And the leaf you are holding is most likely the 'Long Live Leaf'. It is rumored that it will never rot if it is buried in the ground." Wu You said.

"Is there really a long live leaf?" Shao Xuan doubted.

"This is not a false statement." Wu Jiang dipped a little of the gold dust that still existed in the wooden plate with his fingers, and said to Shao Xuan, "These are also the dust chips made by the Wanzai tree where Wanzaiye is located."

Shao Xuan did not speak, and Wu did not care whether he believed it or not, and continued: "It is said that long ago, leaves, carapaces, etc. were also tools used by ancestors for inheritance, and precious plants such as long live leaves were recorded. The messenger of important inheritance. Shao Xuan, you know, once, the inheritance of witches only had language and no words.

Even now that text and pictures are popular, there are still many traditions that do not use pictures and texts. For example, some abilities that I will pass on to Gui Ze in the future. Such inheritance, even if it is written down with pictures and texts, will be destroyed.

They only exist once, and when the recipient absorbs them, there will be no words for others to read in the world, and naturally no second person will receive that kind of inheritance. "

"You mean that the Long Live Leaf is the inheritance recorded by a certain witch?" Shao Xuan asked.

"Yes."

"Because of totems and fire seeds, there should be isolation and exclusion between different tribes, but why am I not excluded?" Shao Xuan said. He just glanced at the leaf and fell. And those who completed the mission of their messengers, the leaves that people say will never rot in the soil, have dispersed.

This witch couldn't answer either. He didn't know a lot of things, so he couldn't give an answer.

"So, I inherited the inheritance on that leaf? I don't know what that is, I just saw a pair of hands, holding a rope knotted, but it kept going around and never finished a knot. "Shao Xuan said about the picture he had seen in the sea of ​​consciousness, hoping to get some hints from Wu.

Wu stroked his beard and pulled off two of them, but he still couldn't figure out what it was.

"In this way, Ming ** goes to Gui Ze and asks her to teach you how to tie a rope." Wu said, "The way of tying the rope before the text appeared, to the stone bone and wood skin after the text appeared, the way of inheritance has been changing. The ancient method of knotting ropes, in my opinion, is very mysterious. In ancient times, divination, wenqi, records, etc., have all used the method of knotting ropes.”

"Just a few knots can represent so many things?" Shao Xuan said. But as soon as he said this, he wanted to slap himself.

stupid! Of course, things related to the profession of witchcraft cannot be theorized as usual. Even if they draw an egg, you can't think that it is really an egg, let alone a few ropes and a few knots.

I originally thought that this is already ancient, but I did not expect that there are even more ancient things.

However, Shao Xuan was really interested in the knotted notes. He wanted to figure out what kind of information the leaf wanted to convey. The letter uses the long live leaves, and the things passed on it are so precious?

The next day, Shao Xuan went to Gui Ze's medicine house.

Wu had already told Gui Ze about the matter, and when he saw Shao Xuan, Gui Ze put down the matter at hand and pointed to some animal skin rolls on the wooden table beside him, "That's all given to you by Wu."

Shao Xuan untied the animal skin and looked at it. The pictures on it were composed of some ropes and knots, and there were annotations of the current text next to them. The animal skin scroll is still new, and it is only a few years away from the production time. It should have been written by Wu Cong from the ancient books of the ancestors when Gui Ze was studying the conclusion.

Gui Ze brought some straw ropes in his arms, "I made these before last winter. You can try this, it's convenient."

"Thank you, call me to make a straw rope then, and I'll help." Shao Xuan took out a straw rope and looked at it. These straw ropes are relatively smooth without so many burrs. Each rope is about the same length, about the thickness of a baby's pinky finger, and the toughness is also very suitable.

Gui Ze sat down, also pulled out a straw rope, and then compared each picture on the animal skin scroll to tell Shao Xuan how to tie the knot, and what kind of knot represented what kind of meaning. Sometimes, knots that look very similar have very different meanings. This is probably the way of knotting that was used to convey hidden information in the past.

Gui Ze taught Shao Xuan some very simple knots, the same as those drawn on the animal skin scroll. When all the animal skin scrolls were finished, Shao Xuan could use the rope to type a sentence.

Because it's not too difficult, Shao Xuan's memory is also good. After comprehending some skills, he asked Gui Ze to take care of her affairs. The medicine house still has a lot of medicine to deal with. He is here to take a look at it slowly and try it step by step.

Seeing that Shao Xuan's side was really progressing smoothly, Gui Ze went back and continued to make medicine.

The alligator turtle, who was lying at the door, moved his heavy body to another place, closed his eyes and continued to bask in the sun.

Time passed, and there were fewer and fewer animal skins on the left side of Shao Xuan's hand. When he finally tried everything recorded in it, Shao Xuan could roughly understand some simple conclusions. As for the more complicated, Wu didn't give it. Perhaps there are not many records about the knotted knots handed down in the tribe, and Wu can tell him limited.

There were still a lot of straw ropes that Gui Ze brought over. Shao Xuan thought about it and observed the line drawing in his mind. Soon, he entered that state again and looked at the pair of hand-knotted ropes that appeared.

Last time, I didn't understand anything. This time, Shao Xuan still had some basics, but gradually, Shao Xuan realized that this was different from the conclusion he had just learned. Perhaps, it wanted to express another kind of mean.

According to Wu's words, the method of knotting a rope was used in various aspects in the ancient times. One kind of method does not work, isn't there another way? There are also knotted rope divination, knotted rope deeds, etc. Since it is not like an ordinary record, could it be a divination or something else?

Shao Xuan continued to observe the movements of his hands, and when he got out of that state, he moved his neck weakly, feeling that something was wrong with his hands, and when he looked down, his fingers were tied by straw ropes.

I don't know how it was hit. A straw rope tied all ten fingers. Shao Xuan wanted to untie it.

After all the straw ropes in his hands were pulled down, the straw ropes were already wrapped into a ball and could not be untied. Shao Xuan tied the straw rope into a big knot and threw it towards the snapping turtle.

The snapping turtle, who was basking in the sun, opened his eyes slowly, saw a mass of straw rope beside him, opened his mouth to bite into his mouth, and chewed slowly.

Shao Xuan slowed down, recalled the movements of his hands he had just seen, and drew a straw rope to continue.

fail!

Fail again!

Fail again!

...

Straw ropes were wound into chaotic grass balls that could not be untied, and were thrown to the snapping turtle. No matter how fast Shao Xuan tied the ropes, it still kept chewing the grass ropes at the original slow speed. Therefore, as Shao Xuan's speed was getting faster and faster, there were more and more chaotic grasses beside the snapping turtle.

Gui Ze, who was making medicine, glanced at Shao Xuan from time to time and thought: Isn't Shao Xuan very smart? How to tie a knot to tie all your fingers?

When Shao Xuan used the straw rope beside his hand to only a dozen or so, he stopped.

After wiping the sweat off his face, Shao Xuan walked out of the pharmacy in exhaustion. To continue tomorrow, he didn't believe in what was delivered by Wansuiye as a messenger, and could only make a mess of grass! R1152

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