Chapter 175 The Sparrow Tribe Using Bows and Arrows (Please vote and subscribe)
"Luo Chong."
"Hmm?"
"Aren't you afraid of thunder?" Xiaodie sat sideways in Luo Chong's arms, hugged Luo Chong's waist tightly with her arms, raised her little face, and asked with bright eyes.
"Why should I be afraid?" A simple but affirmative rhetorical question.
"I heard from the tribesmen that you can control thunder and split the mountains, and scare away countless birds and beasts. Is it true?"
"Hehe, hahahaha, that's not thunder, it's at most a land mine."
"Land mine? Can there be thunder on the ground?" Xiaodie heard this for the first time and asked curiously.
"Hmm - land mines are not thunder, land mines are something that can be seen and touched, and they are thunder that people can control, and I can make land mines." Luo Chong said after a pause.
"Really, people can also control thunder?"
"Hmm."
"Then who taught you to do it?"
"This, I was born knowing it." Luo Chong gave the same old excuse.
But Xiaodie seemed to have missed the point, "Born? Are you born?"
"Uh - I was also born by my parents, but I forgot who. When I say born, I mean I knew it since I was born, just like those things were originally mine." Luo Chong said shamelessly.
"Then is it the same with Chinese characters?"
"Yes, there are many Chinese characters, and I also know them by nature. By the way, I will teach you how to write Chinese characters."
"Yeah, okay."
"Well - today I will teach you how to write the word thunder. 'Thunder', one horizontal line is the sky, one cover is the cloud, four dots are the rain, and below is our rice field. Then a thunderbolt falls from the sky, splits the dark clouds, penetrates the heavy rain, and reaches the rice field." As if to cooperate with Luo Chong's explanation, another bright lightning bolt struck down from the
dark
clouds, penetrated the clouds, split the rain curtain, fell straight down, and finally disappeared into thin air.
Xiaodie was stunned, looking at the word "lei" written by Luo Chong on her palm, and the lightning that followed Luo Chong's vertical strike, as if the lightning came from Luo Chong's fingertips.
Xiaodie had seen Chinese characters in the cave, but she had never experienced the meaning of Chinese characters so personally. It turned out that Chinese characters were so magical and powerful. This is the advantage of ideographic characters. You can understand it at a glance, even if you don't know what it is called.
This word "lei" left such a deep impression on Xiaodie that Luo Chong only taught her once, and Xiaodie remembered it deeply. Of course, this is also related to Luo Chong's teaching model. Teaching characters with objects, such a sensory experience is really too profound.
Luo Chong had heard in his previous life that it was rumored that every word written by a true calligrapher has a charm, and a word "lei" can write a feeling of being in the scene, and even such a calligraphy hanging in the house can ward off evil spirits and repel demons and ghosts.
It is said that the ancient Taoist art of talismans also evolved from this, so practice your calligraphy well, Chinese characters are awesome.
The night gradually deepened, the rain was still falling, Xiaodie huddled in Luo Chong's arms and made even breathing sounds, and another thunder sounded, and the arms around Luo Chong tightened a little, and she whispered something in her sleep.
Luo Chong put his ear close to listen, it seemed that she was calling Ammu, the child missed home, or recalled a thunderstorm N years ago, she also huddled in Ammu's arms like now, that was a feeling of dependence, and now, Luo Chong was her dependence.
That night, the rain kept falling, accompanied by thunder, and thundering stomachs. Many tribesmen who didn't get food yesterday were hungry, but the rain was still falling, and it didn't stop until dawn.
No, this is the consequence of not having a brick house, otherwise the tribesmen would have eaten in their own kitchens long ago, but the thatched house is not okay. If there were fewer people, it would be fine, everyone could live in the cave, warm in winter and cool in summer, without wind and sun, and they could make a fire in the cave, but what should they do now.
No, we need to speed up the construction progress. Otherwise, how can we survive in the rainy summer?
The sky was gloomy, and the dark clouds gradually became lighter, as if the moisture in them was about to be squeezed out. Sure enough, in the middle of the morning, the clouds turned white and were gradually dispersed by the sun. A colorful rainbow hung in the distant sky.
The tribesmen also came out of the thatched house and began to prepare food, filling their empty stomachs first. Xiaodie also went to cook for Luo Chong, and Luo Chong himself ran to the rice field first.
Fortunately, the rice was still standing firmly, and it did not fall over a large area as Luo Chong worried. Although there were thunders and strong winds yesterday, it was only about level 7 or 8, which did not destroy the farmland.
A spring rain seemed to be useless, because the Han tribe already had canals, but those places without canals were undoubtedly moisturized by this larger spring rain, such as the pastures west of the city and the hemp fields of the Bian tribe.
The tung trees beside the main roads in the city were not blown down by the wind. Although they were still unstable, they still stood firmly on the ground without the canopy that caught the wind, and with several arm-thick wooden sticks on the trunks as supports.
After a night of heavy rain, the water level of the stream did not rise, but the flow rate was obviously accelerated.
After everyone had breakfast, Luo Chong asked someone to call Shuya to find him something to do.
"Chief, you called me?" Shuya came to report.
"Well, you find another person, bring weapons and food, go to the animal pen to get two horned deer, and then go to Babaoshan to check on Dashu and the others. It rained a lot this time, don't let anything happen, you go and take a look, come back and tell me, otherwise I will always be worried." Luo Chong patted his shoulder and said.
"Yes, chief, I'll go now?"
"Well, go early and come back early. Be careful on the road. It just rained. There is mud everywhere and the ground is slippery. Don't ride so fast."
"Yes, thank you, chief."
Shouya took the order and went. He called a young man from the fire tribe who had fought with him. The two rode deer across the small bridge and turned to the north.
But in the opposite direction of them, on the south of the east bank of the stream, the You tribe, who had just escaped from the shelter, suddenly encountered the second tribe they encountered on this trip to the east coast, a tribe that used bows and arrows, the Que tribe, and were surrounded by the enemy as soon as they encountered them.
More than ten bows and arrows were pointed at the people of the You tribe. The leading man was about the same age as Youfu, both of them were young men under 20 years old. They held very rough bows and arrows in their hands.
The bow was made directly from a whole thin branch, slightly thicker than a finger, with the bark peeled off. The whole bow was about one and a half meters long. No one knew what the bowstring was made of. It was black, maybe hair, or it could be something else.
Their arrows were also very crude, not even very straight, and had no tail feathers, but they had arrowheads, which seemed to be made of thorns on some plants. Most importantly, they didn't have many arrows.
(End of this chapter)
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